My players are so fierce

Chapter 931 930. When the destiny is already in front of you.

The only remaining eye is covered in blood red, still as cold and crazy as when he first appeared, as if reflecting the malice of the entire world. He can still roar, still making a sound that shakes the world, just like the ugliest side of a civilization that has been barbaric for countless years. Forged into shape.

That is the symbol of evil, the embodiment of barbarism, and the embodiment of aggression.

The one that has not been part of the progress of civilization since before its birth.

At this time, it was almost defeated, and the besieged broken giant spirit did not want to admit that its death was just around the corner. He called on his incompetent servants to come to rescue him. However, whether they were sinister and weird hunting war spirits, or fanatical and brainless The jackals and barbarians were unable to respond.

In the scorched earth strike of the black light arrows falling from the sky, there were no sharp blades or bows that could be driven to hunt here. The savage and cruel servants had perished between heaven and earth before their masters.

He was alone again.

It's very much like when it was shaped by the leader of the jackals a hundred years ago.

The Lord of Hunting, who was leaning on the Shattered Throne, was so weak that he could not even pick up a weapon. In fact, in his extremely bad state at this time, even if there were not the siege of these God-killing Gods who disgusted the gods, this was born less than a year ago. The evil god in his youth will also self-destruct due to his broken godhead.

This "critical illness notice" was even personally issued by the shadows of chaos who shaped him.

The "sharp blade" handmade by the Creator hit the core of God. This kind of thing has never happened even in the war between light and darkness a long time ago. It really made the well-informed subspace shadows couldn't help but sigh, this guy has to How unlucky do you have to be to suffer such torture?

But none of this makes sense anymore.

As time ticks by, the Lord of Hunting is only a few breaths away from his final demise, but he does not intend to go to the end in a calm manner.

After all, the things that shape Him are never quiet, just as noisy things cease to be noticeable once they stop making noise.

"Get away!"

The Roar of God caused vibrations and impact, and the filth originating from its subspace essence was splashed and eroded in all directions. Players who were frantically pedicuring and extremely injured immediately retreated.

The shield bearers strode forward and supported the heavy shields that gathered the blessings of the four gods on the ground, forming divine protection zones to protect their brothers from being harmed by the evil god's deadly counterattack.

As for those brave guys who are skilled in skills, they will rely on their dexterity to climb onto the once untouchable body of the evil god before the AOE breaks out, and rely on close-up bunts to avoid this escaping threat.

Niu Niu and other vampire players spread their wings, and they destroyed the broken body of the Lord of Hunting from a high place. The biggest advantage of having wings was that the battlefield was upgraded from a flat surface to a three-dimensional one, allowing the sky to be controlled.

It's like a flock of scavenging crows smelling the smell of death and starting to feast on the dying thing.

"Come up!"

Niu Niu, holding a heavy sword, pierced the evil god's back with the flashing weapon from behind, and left another scar for the Lord of the Hunt in the downward flying motion. His flight path was fierce and dexterous, and he had gained the fighting spirit of the Blood Vulture Clan. Yao, while avoiding the filthy AOE wave blade, held his sister's outstretched hand in his hand, and threw it in the air, recreating the famous scene in The Advent of the Son, letting Sister Pomegranate pounce on her like an arrow from a string. Higher up.

Her long hair was flying as she climbed, and her beautiful eyes shone with joy as she challenged a powerful enemy.

Just like a tiger unwilling to lie dormant, running and hunting in a dangerous jungle, only the flesh and blood of a powerful enemy can nourish the free mind that is increasingly unwilling to be bound, creating a kind of freedom that is impossible in the original trajectory of life. The arrogance and arrogance obtained are vividly displayed.

This made her appear more chic and eye-catching.

"boom"

When she rolled and landed on the evil god's arms, she was propelled by the explosion of the monk's energy, which made the Spiritual Slash that struck several times in an instant become deadly, and the four five-digit damage that exploded in front of her eyes made the Valkyrie even more... Satisfied.

Although bullying a dying god does not demonstrate martial virtue, every improvement in self-cultivation gives her a sense of accomplishment.

However, that confident smile disappeared in the next moment.

Because I thought I was the only one climbing the dangerous and desperate situation, but another annoying guy was already standing on it.

"I said, you came too late, didn't you?"

Brother Cat, who was carrying the Songhai Lieyang Sword, had just finished a heavy blow to the evil god's neck. In the background of the rainbow cloud formed by the explosion of bloody light, the bloody sword master looked at the woman in front of him with a relaxed but vigilant attitude. God of War, he said jokingly:

"Did you not have enough to eat today? Why are you so far behind me on the damage list?"

"Are you number one?"

Sister Pomegranate asked coldly, Brother Cat shrugged, and glanced at the damage ranking on the adventure assistant. He couldn't even get into the top three with his damage amount. The old men headed by Teacher Li and Master Yang were holding back today. Jin is going to show off his skills to the young people.

Can you believe that it even knocked out the DPS in the back?

That is to say, Lao Qin is not here, otherwise they would really stage an old man's chat and become a teenager. Damn it, what kind of old-age hot-blooded show is this!

"Since you're not number one, what can you be proud of?"

She quickly flashed past the sword master and said sarcastically:

"You are so young, but you can't even compete with a group of old men. You must have a weak kidney, right?"

"Hey! This is no joke!"

Brother Cat felt that he had been underestimated, so he became more motivated to fight again. He stepped on his feet with explosive sounds like walking on the wind, and rushed towards the evil god's head above with his sword.

He enjoys competition and confrontation.

Especially when fighting side by side with the person you like, although you don't know how many times you have to defeat her before the fate of the two truly overlaps, this issue may not require more serious thinking.

If you want to walk with the tiger, you must first abandon the step-by-step lifestyle of normal people. Just like two clouds, start a new life without restraint and look forward to the day when they finally meet.

However, the battle between the two of them at a high place was regarded as a provocation by the evil god and received a more direct response. At the wound where the Lord of the Hunt only had half of his skull left, the boiling filthy divine blood formed the image of a crazy jackal. , like the spread of blood spirit, trapping Sister Pomegranate in the swaying Jedi in an instant.

When she was besieged, a storm brought by the heavy blade fell from above her head. Fu Ruxinzhi bent down to dodge, allowing the heavy sword to sweep past and smash the two sneak attack foul spirits in place.

"Want you to mind your own business?"

She snorted, and the fallen cat shrugged, held the sword in his backhand in a slashing manner, and whispered:

"I heard that the lockdown will be lifted soon. How about having a meal together?"

"boring!"

"If you don't object, I'll just take it as your promise?"

"Hmph, let's get out alive first."

During this question and answer, the two of them burst out in two directions at the same time. More blood spirits were formed to surround and kill these two overly arrogant guys, but they were struck by a sharp blast as they fell. Arrows pierced the air.

Every arrow struck would ignite emerald fire, purifying the filth in the air.

"Those two guys are absolutely crazy!"

Mrs. Shui on the ground moved her aching arms and complained to her husband, who was transforming into a white armored tiger to help her fight:

"Although they are killing gods, I always feel that these two guys are taking the opportunity to date you. Are they abnormal? They usually argue and quarrel when they meet, but they only become close when they fight together.

Am I too old to keep up with the trends of young people? "

"You are not old. This is when you are most charming."

Brother Huo Zi took advantage of the tiger figure he obtained after ascending to Silver, and in a sharp and fierce attack, he killed all the filthy things that tried to get close to his wife. He spoke human words:

"There is indeed something wrong with those two guys. It's not your problem. I can't even imagine how exciting their lives were after they got together. But the two of them enjoyed it. This can be regarded as finding the right way to interact. , so, as elders, we just need to smile at this time."

"makes sense."

Lady Water nodded, turned around, drew her bow and fired a charged arrow, blasting away the little monsters that the Hunting Lord kept releasing as he tried to sneak attack General Maxim from behind.

For a dying god, the most extreme form of resistance that can be made is this sad way.

But even if Lady Water doesn't help, General Maxim doesn't need to worry about what's behind him. The silent monster has turned the Skullcrusher into the most lethal third-level mode, and continues to fight the evil god with blood rage called revenge, just like They are the warriors who came here on behalf of Transia. They want to repay the pain that the gnolls brought to that land many times today.

He just needs to hit his stride.

His lover will take care of his home affairs for him.

Ms. Leonia, holding a war bow, followed in the footsteps of the monster general. She wore the armor of the Blood Alliance clan and fought under the leadership of Lord Paying today, but she knew very well that this might be her last time participating as a descendant of the Blood Alliance. into such a fierce battle.

When the evil god falls, he will be truly free.

Therefore, for her, today's battle has another profound meaning.

"boom"

Like the movement of a blood-colored meteorite falling to the ground, a judgment light arrow fell at her feet, shattering the strange bloody light that tried to attack from below. When Leonia raised her head in surprise, she saw her elder, Lord Yvette, using a He looked at her with contempt.

"Excessive anticipation of the arrival of love and freedom has turned you from a deadly assassin into a cat that has lost its claws. You cannot even detect the hidden dangers. It seems that you are indeed no longer suitable for the dangerous war of the Blood Alliance clan.

waste! "

The leader of Sese scolded:

"I no longer need such a weak heir. After the battle, go away and enjoy your shameful life. Never appear in front of me!"

"Lord Yvette"

"Hmph, what a disgusting expression of weakness. I spent a hundred years shaping you into a warrior, and that white-haired man turned you back into your former self in just a few months. Oh, what a shame."

Yvette didn't want to say anything more. Although this was Master Murphy's task, this was indeed the first time she had given such a generous reward since becoming a vampire.

It's like my treasure has been taken away. It's really unpleasant.

So the leader Sese turned his head, opened the shadow spider bow in his hand, and shot out the ugly heart in the evil god's chest that was opened by Lord Paying with one arrow.

Of course, gods are all aggregation of symbols, and they do not have the mortal setting that they will die if their hearts are broken.

But this blow indeed brought unbearable damage to the hunting lord who had reached the end, causing him to explode a section of his body in the most painful roar, and the "divine bones" like blood jade were scattered everywhere. They were all covered with high-temperature clouds and smoke when they landed.

"His body is collapsing! The time of his fall has arrived!"

Little Granny Bach gave a warning, she shouted loudly:

"All warriors below the Golden One must withdraw from the fighting circle. The power of the curse when the gods fall will hurt you!"

Lord Paying strode forward with the holy spear in his hand in the background of the crowd retreating. The buzzing eternal silence emitted a halo of blood that caused those dirty blood creations that came close to collapse themselves. The thousand-year-old watcher raised his head and looked at the end. The Lord of the Hunt, whose ferocious single eye was also glaring at him.

Then, the holy spear was swung, and was thrown by the Lord with ruthless precision under the ultimate judgment of sin, turning into a swirling light that penetrated the enemy who was at the end of his crossbow.

The final blow was struck on the already broken godhead.

"Danglang"

The sound of breaking glass echoed throughout the Scorched Earth Kingdom, representing the end of the Lord of Hunting.

The scene was like a blood-red mountain collapsing itself in an earthquake. The remaining body of the evil god also collapsed quickly like quicksand. It collapsed all the way from the half-lifted head to the bottom. Strange sounds like screams and curses were accompanied by bursts of explosions. And the collapse announces the symbolic demise of a great existence.

These symbols will not disappear with the death of the Lord of Hunting. Perhaps in the future, other individuals will follow the ultimate interpretation of these power concepts and embark on the path of hunting, but there will never be another "Lord of Hunting" like him. God of Evil".

After all, it is difficult to find a civilization like the Jackals on the continent of the material world that has continued the barbaric tradition for a whole thousand years. Without such a foundation, it is not easy to shape this majestic giant spirit.

God never appears out of thin air!

The collapsed bloody sand was scattered around the shattered throne, just like the sea of ​​scarlet sand still reflecting its unique luster. Lord Paying, who withdrew the holy spear from the center of the throne, was neither sad nor happy.

As the God-killer who struck the final blow, he did not suffer the curse of the gods' fall, which meant that the Lord of the Hunt chose to escape at the last moment.

What a coward.

But that doesn't matter.

He turned around and looked at the panting God-killers standing behind him in the shattered Scorched Earth Kingdom. He raised the holy spear stained with divine blood in his hand high.

The next moment, cheers resounded throughout the broken sky.

Won!

The evil god has died, and the battle has been won! ——

"ah!!!"

Roars one after another echoed behind Xu Gesen, who was walking alone in the swamp, like a sad camp howl. Those roars that should have been cruel and ruthless were now full of fear and confusion.

They can no longer hear the roar in their minds, can no longer see the bloody world, and can no longer perceive the existence of gods.

This made the Hunt Lord's fanatical thugs feel terrified and at a loss what to do.

But Hugesen remained expressionless.

It closed its eyes on its own warg and rubbed its forehead that was in severe pain, as if a tumor was being born in its spiritual world, or as if some heavy invisible thing had arrived along with the so-called faith.

The evil thing took root from the spirit and stretched out countless blood threads to bind his will.

Xu Gesen was unable to effectively resist this. After all, the moment it accepted the identity of the Chosen One, its body had already become a container dedicated to the gods. All the honor and waiting were for the arrival of this moment.

Its body is being taken over by the broken soul of the Lord of the Hunt who has fled here in embarrassment, and is turning into the final resting place for the evil god who has lost power.

This is the saddest fate of the chosen ones.

They gained power, but also lost their future.

In this regard, Xu Gesen has no unique views and no regrets or disappointments.

It knew that the fateful moment it had been waiting for had arrived. Facing the robbery of the Lord of Hunting, Xu Gesen did not make any resistance and allowed his consciousness to be suppressed and fell into the bloody ocean that echoed in his mind.

It was like returning to the swaddling clothes when she was born, closing her eyes again in a comfortable posture.

Well.

It can finally take a good rest and wait for the day of its own death. No, it waits for the day of death of both itself and the evil god it serves.

This body is not only a hiding place, but also the final cage that traps Him. The ruthless jailers are already in place, and the trial is about to begin.

Murphy, the Creator’s chosen one, a magical man.

bring it on.

Swing down your killing blade.

Completely cut off the rusty shackles that bind the gnolls, and just as you do your best to protect your subjects, extend a final helping hand to the gnolls who are already trapped in the quagmire.

The future is entrusted to you.