Mecha Star Wars

The green vines rose from the ground and once again wrapped around Evans and Mingguang Wang, father and son, and quickly formed a vine cocoon. However, this time, the two people wrapped did not struggle.

"Are you going to treat them now?" Antonio could not see the specific situation inside, but through the perspective function of the mecha, he could see the energy running on the vine cocoon, as well as the two people inside, especially Evans's body temperature rising. "It seems that the fight can't start."

He breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little regretful. In the mecha state, he hadn't been able to fight so recklessly for a long time.

"The first foot was still facing the blade and killing each other, and the second foot was healing without holding a grudge. Tsk..." Antonio shook his head, "He really loves it..."

"Let's go." Lin Fan glanced down and turned to go to the World Tree.

While Mingguang Wang didn't make trouble, she had to break the barrier quickly. Although Merlinniel's injury would not kill him, he would be safe only when he got on the Noah.

She didn't want to interfere in the messy relationship between the Emperor of Heaven and King Mingguang, but the current state of handshake and peace was not stable. Who knows who would suddenly go crazy? What's more, Lin Fan didn't forget that the eagle on the World Tree hadn't moved. They can only be free of scruples after sending Merlin and the others out.

"Wait a minute," Antonio called out to Xingchen who was about to fly aside, and turned to Ivana and said, "Hey, I say, your master has admitted defeat, and we are no longer hostile. Why don't you take these from her? You can save energy?"

Ivana looked at the huge black armored man in the air pointing at the white armored man with a circle of very faint evil resentment lingering around him, and hesitantly looked at King Mingguang who was tightly wrapped in vine cocoons, feeling uneasy and helpless.

She always thought that the king who guided her and gave her such omnipotent power should be a very powerful demon. She followed her king with gratitude and respect, but in the end, the reality was completely different from what she thought.

Her king turned out to be the most famous and dead King Mingguang of the God Clan... That's all, and his ability is not as strong as Ivina imagined.

She saw clearly that the Emperor of Heaven could fight back and forth with the black armored man, but after the King Mingguang came out, he did not pose any threat to the white armored man at all, but was blown away by him.

In connection with the previous situation, his talent was absorbed by the Emperor of Heaven... Such a King Mingguang... is not even as reliable as when he was hiding in the dark before, maintaining an omnipresent sense of mystery.

What's more terrifying is that such an unreliable king actually bowed his head and admitted defeat to the Emperor of Heaven...

He admitted defeat and said that he was good to the Emperor of Heaven, and everyone was good to him. What should she do?

She is a demon! She is a demon that devours human lives and gathers power, created by the King Mingguang to resist the Emperor of Heaven! She is now in the heart of the imperial capital, surrounded by the God Clan or even larger armored men except herself.

No matter what the King Mingguang did, the Emperor of Heaven was willing to spend energy to heal the father and son, which proved his attitude.

But she was not naive enough to think that she would be let off lightly as well.

The positions of the gods and demons were inherently opposed. It was ridiculous that she, an ordinary person, was possessed by the temptations of the gods, took hatred as blood food, and dreamed of subverting the world, but in the end she found out that all this was just a game of the gods, and she, after losing everything, was once again abandoned by the gods without any burden...

"Hey..." Antonio saw her staring at the cane without saying anything, and spoke again impatiently, but found that the originally calm black air below began to surge again.

The black mist began to vibrate, like boiling water. The evil resentment that had been swallowed up by the Emperor of Heaven and was much thinner was replenished from somewhere, and it continued to spread out from the ground.

"Oh my! This guy is going to start a big move!" Antonio saw that Ivana's eyes became angry, and he ignored him at all, and he no longer wanted to make trouble.

Looking back, Xingchen had already landed next to the World Tree, and his hand was pressed on it to start to untie the barrier. He quickly flew over and landed in front of Yinze and the others. Ivana is so abnormal, who knows what she will do!

He said that we can't deceive other people's feelings, right? ! What's wrong now?

The surging black air wrapped around Ivana, hiding her whole body in the black mist, revealing only her face full of resentment and distortion.

The black air that was originally only above her ankles grew at a very fast speed, and soon it spread over her calves and went up. On Ivana's side, a high wall had even formed, and the rolling black air was like a big wave, pressing towards the steps.

The vacuum she had previously vacated to protect King Mingguang and the others was also quickly invaded by the black air, and it was about to infect the Emperor Tian and Tengjian.

Garcia and others who had been hiding in the corner had a dispute at this time.

Some people said they wanted to save King Mingguang and Evans. After all, the Mingguang clan is as brave and good at fighting as the Ghost Blade, and only the father and son are left. No matter what King Mingguang has done, his achievements are undeniable, and he has never hurt the gods.

The other side said that to save King Mingguang, we must save the Emperor of Heaven, because the Emperor of Heaven is controlling the plant and tree abilities that belong to King Mingguang to heal King Mingguang and his son. If only King Mingguang in the vine cocoon is saved, it is unknown whether the Emperor of Heaven will die or not, and Evans has no means of treatment and is likely to die.

But they came all the way here to kill the Emperor of Heaven. Regardless of whether they can kill him first or not, at least they should not protect him at this time...

As the two black robes argued endlessly, Garcia stared at the situation and clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand.

He was distracted for a moment, allowing Irene, who had been held by him and unable to move, to find a gap and bite his hand hard. While he was in pain, she broke free and ran away.

She rushed straight to the rattan cocoon that wrapped Evans without hesitation.

When Garcia wanted to catch her, he was pulled by his subordinates behind him, and his fingertips only brushed the end of the little girl's hair. He watched the little girl rush down the stairs and sing loudly.

I don't know if the black air was afraid of the singing, so they avoided the little girl and formed a passage, allowing her to successfully reach the rattan cocoon and sing the song that Evans asked her to continue singing.

Garcia suddenly felt that he was nothing. As the young master of the Ghost Blade Clan, his courage and decisiveness were not even as good as that of a young girl.

No matter what the Emperor of Heaven was like, at least he wanted to save Evans!

"Follow me if you want to save people!" Garcia drew his sword and rushed forward first.

The Emperor's legs were completely immersed in the black air, and the corners of his robe exposed to the black air were rotten bit by bit, but he didn't move. He first controlled the vines to lift up the vine cocoon to prevent the black air from eroding it.

The vines continued to rot in the black air, but they grew and moved very quickly. It seemed that they wanted to move to the steps.

Irene followed the vine cocoon and sang step by step. She was always in a vacuum, without any black air intrusion. Of course, the little girl didn't see any of this at all, she didn't care at all.

Garcia and others were delighted to see this and stood on the steps to meet the vine cocoon.

The Emperor also turned his head, as if he wanted to get away.

At this moment, the eagle, which had always had zero presence, suddenly appeared behind the Emperor.

He had a charming and strange smile, and his six black feathers were spread wide, like a devil swooping down from the air to harvest prey.

The next second, the Emperor's white brocade robe was pierced through the chest by a hand. Bright red blood dripped along the exquisite embroidery.

Everyone who was paying attention to this side was stunned, including Ivana who wanted to kill everyone.

In the slightly hoarse singing of Irene, Jiu leaned close to the ear of the Emperor of Heaven and said softly.

"It's our first meeting. Are you satisfied with this belated gift, father?"