The Endless Shuttle

Xin Ke pushed open the door of the command room.

On the battleship, the elves who had absorbed the "tainted blood" had strangely excited expressions and held all kinds of cruel weapons in their hands.

"...The loss of the elves was indeed a devastating blow to the elves in the past, but it may not be the case now."

Xin Ke smiled.

"It's time to test what they've learned from the Nightmare Lords. Lord God of Disaster killed Okan, Lord Mikolash went to deal with the "Marrow Explosion", the silver-haired weasel won't last long. "

'learn. '

"Kill them all, no need to live!"

The racial grievances made Xinke's words full of murderous intent.

This is the transition from war to massacre.

The outcome is decided——

Chapter 80: The "God of Games" Born in the Fireworks

The surge of spirits caused by "Sanction of the Earth", the phenomenon that the light pierced the sky and went straight to the universe, disappeared after a long time.

The corpses of the giants are not yet capable enough to maintain such a vision for a long time.

Even being able to be so magnificent is because the leader is Okan, and it is definitely not the particularity of the giant race itself.

Polluted seawater transpired, and half of the second continent disappeared.

Paying these insignificant and insignificant prices, Rope annihilated one of his only two opponents of the gods, the creator of the goblins, the "God of Forging" Okan.

Under the unique rules of this world, as a result of the battle between the gods, Orkan's pierced marrow was transformed into pure power scattered and overflowing, which was absorbed by Rope, while the god of disaster was further strengthened in the "ritual", and the distance trial The completed goal is one step closer.

It's only waiting for the moment when I meet Artosh, the "God of War" who "I want to be beaten up" with the strongest god species after the renovation is completed.

"Nice scenery..."

Without the cover of the dark clouds of the remains, the sun was setting, and the black-haired young man was lying on the edge of the rock face with his arms under his pillow, feeling indescribably comfortable.

The rare twilight sunlight enveloped his whole body. The desolate and post-apocalyptic environment, coupled with that handsome and perfect face, and a slender figure that didn't show much muscle, pushed Luo Pei's personal temperament to a certain peak.

Even understated, at this moment he is as charming as Michelangelo's magical statue.

But to force this kind of thing, pretending to be too little is dull, and pretending to be too much is a bit dusty.

So, after Lopez relaxed for a while, he ended the self-satisfaction that no one had the honor to watch, stood up from the rock wall, and cast his gaze into the distance.

"Over there on the battlefield...you don't need my help."

The news came from the mind console that "Marrow Explosion" was controlled by Mikolash.

The only worrying big move of the goblin species was sealed, and Luo Pei dismissed the shameless behavior of taking part in the past and beating children violently with the respect of the god species.

——His subordinates are enough to fix the mess.

The riots of those giant races are not worth mentioning at all. When participating in the war, when the phantom races on the side of the God of Forging sensed Orkan's death, their goal of fighting hard had already been lost, and there was no need to waste precious lives here. pointless battlefield.

The fantasy species are very bachelors.

The fantasy species that are not created by the gods and naturally born, except for signing a serious "apostle contract", usually don't take it too seriously.

Only the goblins are still doing tenacious resistance.

Because they knew that, as the creation race directly under Orkan, the God of Disaster would never allow them to survive smoothly.

For the survival of life, do everything possible to fight.

Lopez turned his gaze to the other half of the continent that was destroyed by the "Sanction of the Earth". In the vast ocean that flowed backwards, there stood a city with a bronze color as its main color.

That was the capital of the goblins, which was originally underground.

The huge torrent of elves brought it to the surface.

The city was covered with gradually weakening flames, and the effect of the gods' perception shielding spiritual equipment disappeared, but the remaining planetary power in the "God Stove" still prevented thousands of tons of seawater from invading the city at all, sheltering the city without fighting. ability, goblin family and cubs.

"God Furnace, the burning center of the world..."

It is true that the "God Stove" is something that accompanies Orkan, but the essence it is connected to is the center of this world that never goes out and emits heat.

The main enemy has been solved, and the subordinates do not need help. Lopei, who has nothing to do, is very interested in the remaining "God Stove".

— Then go and see.

As soon as the idea appeared, the God of Disaster had already used the space to move and came to the top of the goblin city.

Step by step, stepping on the air-like spiral stairs, the black-haired youth passed through the ceiling of the mechanical city.

In the darkness, countless dazzling lights shine, and the "Steel Forest" that only exists in fantasy comes into view.

Arranged neatly.

Using gravity magic, the laws of physics and the like are dealt with, and the ground is "ground" in all directions up, down, left, and right.

The roaring sound, the unique sound of steel squeezing, the highly developed mechanical city is like a motor running at full power, even if a large army brings all the warships to the expedition, there is no meaning of stopping.

However, there were also subtle cries of goblins one after another.

They grieve for the god of the forge.

The eternal and kind father has left them, and with the goblins for thousands of years, the sound of the hammer beating will no longer sound as usual.

The black-haired youth was unmoved and walked straight towards his destination.

Under the effect of the essence of "Dreamland", none of the goblins in the city could see the shadow of the God of Disaster. This was also because Luo Pei had just fought and was too lazy to wipe the dust off the glass again.

"Looking up close, the accident is quite oppressive."

Luo Pei raised his head, watching the fiery red pillar of flame standing upright.

The place where he is is full of flames and magma, exuding a hot breath.

Without the permission of the God of Forging, ordinary lower species may be melted the moment they step into this place.

As for the goblins, the exquisite God's domain spiritual equipment on the outer periphery of the "Holy Land" ensured that they would not be accidentally injured by the creator's flame.

Of course, these are all past tense.

The god of the forge is dead, and the furnace of the gods is dying out.