People Are Collapsing Iron And Possessing All Realms

As the second-ranked race, the fantasy race's magical adaptability is second only to the god race, and above the elves that form the entire Disbod.

Because they are independent of Distobo's ecological environment, they can appear as life forms or as natural phenomena.

In a sense, it can even be considered that physically, their bodies are a completely different world, and they are just located on this planet.

Abant Heim is a fantasy species. As a subordinate of Artosh, the God of War, it floats above Disbod in the form of an aerial fortress. With its body as huge as an island in the sky, it carries the Temple of the God of War. At the same time, it also became the base camp of the Flügel.

At a certain moment, inside the temple.

After entering the Hall of the Amyrlin, Azrael, the first born Flügel and now the "two-four-three" leader of the Flügels, folded her wings, put away her halo, and slowly knelt down.

"What happened to the 'extra individual'?"

The man sitting on the throne of the Supreme God with muscles as strong as rock asked.

The huge body is about twice the size of a Flügel, with a black beard as strong as steel hanging down, and the eighteen wings on its back are wrapped around the body like a cloak.

The deep outline of the face was looked down upon by that sharp and moist golden gaze. Just like that, Azriel felt that her brain was paralyzed.

"I'm so sorry, my lord."

Azrael reported respectfully as if praying.

"She disappeared after getting close to the forest where the elf species lived, and it was completely impossible to contact her again.

Even so, Azriel didn't think Jibril's life was in danger.

They are just a group of monkeys who can only hide in the woods. Even if Jibril is alone, she can start to retreat against all the elves.

"That's it... Haha, that's it."

As if he guessed that he had learned something, Artex smiled meaningfully.

Azriel couldn't understand it, she saw a fierce and passionate smile on Artosh's face.

For thousands or tens of thousands of years, this god just sat on the throne melancholy and lazily, resting his cheeks with his hands boredly.

But now, even others can see that he is in a happy mood.

"It's almost time. Someone who can challenge me - no, someone who can kill me has appeared."

Hearing these words, Azir took a breath.

How can it be--

——At the same time that doubts arose in Azriel’s heart, the Amyrlin Hall—no, the entire Abant Heim shook violently.

......…Dividing line.....…

"Full [Combat Body], [Apocryphal Code: Supernova Pulse Cannon], Code Open!"

That was the order issued by Einzhi, the fully connected command body in the sky.

In the plot, the Ex-Machina simultaneously concentrated all the power of Artosh's "Divine Strike", the Elf's "Void Zero Protection", and the Goblin's "Marrow Explosion", and reproduced about 70% of the power to create it. A blow came out that was enough to penetrate the planet and make the Star Cup appear.

But now, they only need to each realize the new information that has been overwritten and entered by the data during this period, and they can achieve even more incredible miracles than this.

"Aim, correct the deviation, fix the weak spot in the earth's crust, and launch!"

""""learn. """"

When the order was officially issued, more than 1,200 supernova pulse cannons reappeared by the Ex-Machines were aimed at the preset coordinates and fired a historic salvo that rewritten the fate of the planet.

Of course, the output of a single Mecha cannot truly reproduce the full power of this starship's main gun, and even the power of a single pulse cannon is less than 10% of the original version. The reason why behemoths like ships simply cannot provide enough energy is also because their iterative evolution time is not long.

But when 1,200 combatants launch attacks together, this change is enough to bring about a qualitative change.

The earth erupted in mourning the moment it was hit, and all matter within the energy diffusion range rapidly disintegrated and melted under this unprecedented high-energy impact, and was eventually decomposed into the most basic light and heat.

The earth's crust was overturned, and huge shocks began to spread to the entire planet in an unprecedented way.

Except for the two races, the elves and humans, who already know what will happen in advance, the other races that are still in the war have no idea that at this moment, "the war has entered its end..."

They noticed the location of the explosion immediately. The goblin warships, the dragon elves' dragons... and the major races that were able to participate in the war began to gather their strength to move closer.

The Machinas didn't pay attention to this kind of thing, because there would be others who would stop all those who were in the way.

"The perceptual module is closed and enters a purely rational tactical command state. 』

"Navigator TB came online and began to take over command. 』

"The First Air Group, coordinates XXX, XXX. Block the goblin warships. 』

"Third Air Force, coordinates XXXXXX. Block the main force of dragon spirits. 』

"No........"

"The tactical order is issued, the channel authority is locked, and all units can fire freely. 』

""""clear!""""

In the sky, Xianghe led the team to fly to the northwest, and saw the Goblin floating fleet coming quickly from a distance.

"We can't let you naughty children interfere with the commander's plan, so please stop here?"

The silver-haired shipgirl, who was like a wife—no, she should be said to be a wife, elegantly held the flute to her lips.

For Xianghe, the battlefield distance is almost the same as being face-to-face. The crane-shaped carrier-based aircraft group does not even need to make a short-distance jump. After taking off, it will immediately aim and fire at 4.7

In less than a breath, huge fires erupted from the goblin ships one after another, and all their defensive methods were of no effect in the face of Xianghe's casual attack.

What was even louder than this was the roar coming from the other direction.

Those are the dragon elves that Lexington and the others are in charge of. Compared to the carrier-based aircraft, Lexington, who is clearly an aircraft carrier, is using his naval cannon to name all the dragon elves in the sky one by one.

If you look closely, you will find that all the dragon spirits that were hit had their wings pierced by light cannons. Although they were seriously injured, their lives were not in danger.

After all, what Bai Yu wants is the Star Cup and the position of the only god. Instead of killing all other races in this world, he hopes to bring this group of people together to go to a bigger battlefield in the future.

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