Magic Punk

This is the first time in their lives that these brothers and sisters have joined forces, and it is also the first time that they have fought together.

Although this cannot be called a battle, it can only be regarded as a massacre.

Because even the newly promoted saint, the matriarch of the Shadow Clan, could not withstand even one move from these two people.

They could only watch in despair as their people were swept away by the sharp sickle like the wheat harvested in autumn. Every time the sickle fell, it would bring a large piece of bare world.

If the world is a painting, every time the brother and sister wave their hands, it is like a sharp carving knife cutting a gap in the painting connecting the painting paper and the wall under the painting paper.

Ever since the golden human envoy came from the other side thousands of years ago, he single-handedly stopped the bloody fight between the seven hermit tribes, because the words he left behind were very simple, that is, he was unwilling to And, then die.

Tens of thousands of years later, the Shadow Clan once again recalled the fear of being dominated by absolute power.

And if they can be even more desperate, it is that the enemy they face seems to be more powerful than the golden humans ten thousand years ago.

After all, there was no saint among the seven hermit tribes ten thousand years ago, and now there is one among them, but this saint's performance is not much better than those of them.

This is probably the most powerful force born in this world since the beginning of the world.

After fear comes flight.

Because there is an enemy ahead that cannot be defeated at all. It is as stupid and ridiculous as ants trying to challenge the dragon. Whenever the dragon flames are ignited, the long embankment made by billions of ants working together will turn into ashes in a few tenths of a second. Ashes, and their number in front of them is far from reaching hundreds of millions.

But no one can escape.

Because from the moment the brother and sister held each other's hands, the world crawled beneath their feet, and the sky and the earth were completely blocked.

There was no escape for them but death.

By this time, the negotiation had no meaning, because Xiying had already walked out of her castle.

When she curled up quietly in her nest, she only had eighteen years to live, but if she had walked out, how much time would she have left?

No one knows because no one has tried.

This is the first try.

This is also an extremely clean massacre, because the greater the gap in strength, the more elegant the massacre will become.

Just like when humans first hunted, they needed all their strength to kill a ferocious beast with spears and muskets, but many years later, only a small fireball was needed to roast the beast alive. Ripe.

It is the same now. In this massacre, the members of the Shadow Clan who were attacked, regardless of their level of realm, all evaporated and disappeared in that moment, turning into the most basic particles. The entire battlefield was originally owned by the Shadow Clan. The mountain gate is also a battlefield used to fight against the strongest enemies.

At this time, the entire battlefield was in ruins, almost becoming a ruin with only powder.

And the patriarch who could easily crush Xitian is still alive. She is also the only one who is still alive after the brother and sister casually hit them. But after that blow, she understood that she was definitely no match for them. , and even said that if she was affected by the next attack, she would die like an ant.

So she left the battlefield, not escaping, because there was no chance of escaping here.

She just came all the way to the deepest part of the Shadow Clan and came to the altar used to offer tribute to the golden humans.

Then he began to summon the only being in the world who could save his own race, and that was the golden human being on the other side.

However, this time, the other party came faster than before.

It even seemed to be waiting for her to open the passage connecting the two places.

Then those solemnly dressed divine envoys walked out of the teleportation altar one after another, without even glancing at the patriarch.

At that moment, the matriarch realized that she might have been abandoned by the other party.

In other words, his own tribe has been abandoned by the golden humans.

She could only follow those divine envoys and return to the battlefield. The brother and sister were still standing high in the sky, overlooking all living beings like gods. No one dared to resist anymore, and all the members of the Shadow Clan had fled. The power supply in this forbidden area has completely lost the courage to resist, like a group of pigs waiting to be slaughtered.

And the brother and sister finally stopped this meaningless massacre.

With only ten minutes of fighting power, the Shadow clan lost more than half of its population, most of whom were the elites of this clan.

Here, there is no difference between Dongxuan and ordinary recruits when they die.

The patriarch saw that those divine envoys did not take action against the brother and sister as she had originally imagined, to defend the glory of the Demon Familiar they had established.

Because whether it is the chosen one of God or the descendant of the devil, they are the strongest dogs that the golden humans have found on this continent that they are gradually losing control of. If the dog is not strong enough or is bitten by someone, they will be more inclined to Yu changed to another more ferocious and obedient dog.

But what appeared in front of the patriarch now was a scene that shocked her even more.

On the ruins after the war, twelve of the thirteen divine envoys who came out of the altar were divided into two rows and knelt down to worship the brothers and sisters in the air. The last one was the most gorgeously dressed and most powerful god. The messenger opened his mouth to invite the brother and sister to go to the other side and become the new main gods.

This is an ending that no one expected, not even Yutian and Yuying themselves in the sky.

They were already preparing to fight again, but they did not expect that the other party was not prepared to fight with them. Instead of fighting, they even respectfully extended an invitation to themselves.

At this time, Xitian's hope was rekindled, because the reason why Xiying's disease could not be cured was because there was no giant taller than her in the world.

But among those golden humans on the other side who have shocked this world for thousands of years, there may really be such existences.

So he asked the divine envoy in front of him if there was any way to cure Xiying. The divine envoy told Xitian very carefully that Xiying's situation had very few precedents in the world, and he was completely powerless.

But among the gods on the other side, there may be a way to save Xiying.

Especially the god he serves.

Because His authority is over death.

No one can resist this temptation, especially Xitian who is already desperate.

He reached out to the dumbfounded Shadow Patriarch and still wanted to take away the piece of ancient red jade that he wanted from the beginning. Then he and Xiying followed the divine envoys from the other side to the huge divine kingdom where the golden humans lived.

Only the shadow clan was left, as if they had experienced the most terrifying nightmare in the world.

After Xi Tianxiying left, they immediately took all the clan members and sneaked underground, starting the most arduous and humiliating journey of survival for a thousand years.

This is the only known ending to this story.