Lord of the Low Version System

"Your Majesty, the sky is falling!"

"understood."

The sky is clear today, but I can't see my fingers.

Because the sun is gone.

Not a solar eclipse.

The sun, along with the surrounding sky, was swallowed by boundless darkness.

Not at all, not piece by piece, but a line from far to near, or a surface collapses in a flash.

Like a piece of paper burning from four sides to the center, everything disappears wherever it passes.

The Titan Continent is the center of the paper, the last island in the sea of ​​fire.

The billowing black tide swept across, and the entire Titan Continent became a flat boat in the ocean.

The extraterritorial creatures who were still braving their teeth and dancing claws before all screamed miserably.

After all, they were a step slower and failed to escape the shadow of destruction.

The world in front is full of the breath of life. If you plunder, you will definitely be able to restore your vitality, even your strength will skyrocket, and you will have a greater chance to escape.

unfortunately……

However, there is no pity, that world will be buried with myself soon.

As if he knew what they were thinking, Tamil said coldly: "I have disappointed you."

After speaking, he swung his sword to fight the clouds.

All the demons, ghosts and ghosts in the sky disappeared.

Nothing exists.

Then he walked forward step by step.

To the horizon.

Towards the collapsing horizon.

With each step he took, his figure increased by one point, thickened by one point, and increased by one point.

Before long, he became a giant in the world.

The law of heaven and earth.

Or there are other names.

In short, the effect is the same, that is, it becomes bigger and longer.

The creatures of the Titan Continent are too small. When fighting in a foreign land, their size has brought them both advantages and disadvantages.

But with gods like heaven and earth, this disadvantage no longer exists.

"Our enemy has never been a god, but the world."

"The world wants us to perish!"

As he said, Tamil sneered, and the blood-colored light spread around his eyebrows, quickly dyeing his high-spirited body the color of flames.

He is like an upright torch, still shining on the world after the sun disappears.

Facing the boundless darkness that rushed forward, he swung his sword.

open!

Where the fire's happiness passed by, a ray of light suddenly appeared, and the turbid waves rolled and stirred, retreating.

a line!

A horizon!

Tamil only made a sword swing, but the power covered the entire horizon, and the surging darkness suddenly stopped.

Behind him, one after another barbarians appeared more and more, using the world to transform into giants.

Although there is no Tamil tall, no Tamil mighty, but their fighting will and desire are extreme fanatics.

They learned the skills of the Tamil the Great's sword swinging, and felt the sword shadow, sword aura, sword intent remaining in the air...

Then, integrate it into your own battle.

The weapon that barbarians usually use is the axe, all kinds of axe.

When still suffering on the plateau, the axe is a symbol of wealth.

With an axe, you can chop down trees, make furniture, build houses, or hunt or fight.

In short, barbarians use axes like chopsticks used by human beings in the civilized world. Practice makes perfect, and they are used to the inherited memory that flows in the blood.

Now, this memory has been sublimated again.

"open!"

An axe slashed out, and the rolling darkness in front instantly rolled to the sides, and the majestic and irresistible destruction was forced to retreat.

"open!"

Another barbarian cleaved an axe, like a thick log pile split in two.

Other barbarians also joined the battle.

Although I don't know who the enemy is or what the enemy's tricks are, it doesn't matter, it's all done.

The powerhouses of other races have also joined the battle group, performing their duties and taking their positions.

Or follow the barbarians to fight against the power of destruction, or use all kinds of magic to strengthen the world, supplement defensive formations, or deploy various materials to maintain the operation of the world.

The darkness is like a tide.

Blood is like a torch.

Tamil’s powerful men occupy countless world resources and practice so far, almost all of their top combat power has reached the level of turning hands and destroying the world.

No matter how strong the power of destruction is, but in front of the gods whose world collapses in this wave of hands and the stars are broken, it appears much weaker.

At least, when the barbarians formed the iron wall, the power of destruction not only failed to advance, but was beaten back.

first.

From the appearance of the power of destruction, it swept all the way, it was the first time to be contained, and it was the first time to be beaten back.

There is nothing impossible.

Nothing is destined.

The meaning of human existence is to create impossible.

"kill!"

One after another thousands of feet tall giants are advancing with the power of destroying the world.

The wave formed by the power of destruction swept over, trying to engulf them, but they were blocked by the fiery fighting will on them just as they approached, unable to advance.

"kill!"

Instead of retreating, the barbarian moved forward, pushing the black wave back again.

The black wave paused to accumulate strength, and then fiercely counterattacked. The barbarian team retreated at the same time, avoiding the strongest moment of the wave, and then turned around to fight back, and the axe blades that shattered the sky and the earth slashed in the black giant wave. There were **** marks.

The tall and mighty bodies echoed each other, like a dam, blocking the wave of destruction from the Titan Continent.

The power of destruction accumulates and converges on the outer edge of the continent, gathering higher and higher like a rising tide.

Over the knees of the barbarians.

Over the waist of the barbarians.

Over the shoulders of barbarians...

Just as they were about to spread overhead, the Titan Continent buzzed.

The defensive formation is on.

An eggshell-like energy light film radiates in all directions with Tamil as the center.

They succeeded the barbarians and kept the waves of destruction out.

All the creatures who practice magic sit in situ, enter a state of meditation, and at the same time dedicate their magic without reservation, and contribute to the formation.

Many warriors also renounced halfway and began to practice magic.

Even the lowest-level magic apprentices have a steady stream of energy to contribute magic power to support the formation.

Warcraft, magical creatures, UU reading www.uukanshu.com and even the undead, all put down their hatred with humans and gave up their magic.

No regrets or regrets.

They are enemies of human beings, but they are only competing for space for survival.

But the wave of destruction came, and the whole world was wiped out and turned into nothingness. What is the point of fighting again?

Therefore, the defensive array of the Titan Continent became thicker and stronger, and the waves of destruction continued to attack, but it could not be shaken.

However, the power of destruction is constantly growing.

As the number of destroyed worlds increases, so does its power.

It's like a spark, turning into a prairie fire over time.

They grow and become stronger very fast.

Soon, a small crack appeared on the guardian array.

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