The Endless Shuttle

In the last battle, it was this pair of weapons that broke up the avatar, and he didn't intend to suffer another mighty attack from the god king.

Just as he was about to use another method, a deep voice came from behind Welleslana.

"Second stage charge! Reload: Aphoom Flame!"

"!?"

In an instant, the God of War completed the transformation of his avatar.

The incarnation of "Phoenix" began to take effect, as if jumping from space, Veleslana disappeared from Lopez's face and reappeared in the distance.

——That was just an illusion caused by the speed too fast.

The gray muzzle flames lost their target and exploded in the air like fireworks, scattering pieces into the river.

After the water flow came into contact with the gray flames, not only did it not produce hot steam, but instead it froze the river water, spreading to the surroundings, turning the feet of Luo Pei into diamond-like ice in a blink of an eye.

"In your use, is there no interval between the release of the avatar?"

Lopez held the blue rose in his right hand and looked at Veleslana indifferently.

"Next time, I won't let you escape so easily. I will speed up to the same level as you. Don't let me seize the opportunity."

"...is my "goat" that weak? You don't even need defense. "Welleslana asked a little distressed.

"Unfortunately, I am immune to Thunder."

As if to prove it, Luo Pei crushed the Thunder Snake that was draped over his body, but there was nothing he could do.

Chapter Fifty-ninth: The battle heats up

"Good job, Demon King! Let the old man join in! Destroy the spirit of this megalomaniac!"

As if echoing with Rope, Mekar also let out a battle roar.

"O Yagrush! O Aymur! Pursue me, a pair of weapons for my minions, pursue the war god of the east! Let him know the power of our wrath!"

"Cut...! That guy, King Melka!"

For the first time, Wellerslana's beauty was distorted by restlessness.

At a speed invisible to human eyes, the two sticks - Yagrush and Aymur - rushed into the sky.

One of them approached like lightning from directly above. The other struck from behind like a bird.

Wellerslana turned into a "gale" with a high jump. However, as if the two sticks knew their positions, they cooperated skillfully and chased, never stopping until they defeated the enemy!

"Hahaha, run away in embarrassment!"

Seeing the God of Victory turning into a storm, Mekar laughed as if he had let out a bad breath.

But he soon stopped laughing—

In front of Mekar, the frozen river trembled, and countless ice crystal thorns were separated from it, surrounding the tall god king with a 365-degree formation without dead ends.

Needless to say, just looking at the shining cold light, you can tell that these ice thorns are sharp arrows that can pierce the body of a god!

"Don't forget, Mekar, you are also within my hunting range!"

Luo Pei swung his right arm down violently, and the ice spikes charged towards Mekal as if they had received an order.

The latter quickly used his divine power to raise a golden protective shield and shelter himself in it.

——Although Mekar is the hero god who slaughters dragons and snakes, he does not have the element of "steel", and of course he does not have the iconic immortality of the God of Steel.

"Storm! Turn into a sharp blade!"

After all the icicles around him disappeared, Mekar exercised his authority and blew a strong wind.

He also saw Welleslana's attack just now, the thunder is ineffective against the demon king in front of him, so he temporarily abandoned the strongest thunder spear, and output the wind pressure with all his strength.

The storm was as sharp as a knife, and it spun and cut off a hillside before hitting towards Luo Pei.

"—I will only sleep peacefully under the death of my choice! Here, I refuse any form of harm, and all forces that intend to harm me will be isolated by the oath and cannot invade!"

Using the second power - "Oath of Guardian", Rope rejected the cutting of the storm, and rushed forward against the promising air current.

"This feeling... the hero god of steel!?"

Also being a hero god, Mekar immediately noticed the origin of Rope's power.

His complexion changed, and he quickly used his ability to be the god of agriculture to grow a towering tree under his feet, lifting his huge body into the sky.

"Inherent time control - ten times faster."

How could Rope let him escape, along the trees, he drove his accelerated body towards Mekar.

The distance between the two was fleeting, and even though the dragon slayer was in a blind spot of vision, the warrior's instinct still made him open his palm as big as a cattail fan, and tightly clenched Rope's fist.

But Lopez has more than two hands!

Mad Hell, like a TV image, appeared beside Mekar, and countless nail punches swung down, hitting every point on his chest armor.

Click!

After a strange noise, not only was Mekar's armor shattered, but even his body was thrown into the glacier.

"Oh! Brat..."

Frustrated and painful, Mekar crawled out of the glacier, stretched out his palm and shouted.

"Legions of Hades! Desolate locusts! In the name of Mekar, I order you to drown the enemy in front of you! Drag him into the icy abyss!"

From the ground, the dead crawled out of the glacier in ragged clothes, and the sky was also filled with darkness, and bloodthirsty demon insects flew like clouds!

It only takes one glance to understand that these existences are nothing more than Mekar's miscellaneous fish to delay time.

The dragon slayer is quite distressed now, his two most powerful weapons are fighting with Welleslana, and the storm and thunder have no effect on the demon king in front of him, not to mention the others, because the area involved is too wide It's too complicated, Mekar doesn't have a hole card that can press the bottom of the box now.

Just when he was troubled by Luo Pei's coping method, there was a voice from the sky that made things worse.

The military god of the east stopped fleeing, carrying the wheel of incarnation on his back, emitting brilliance like a little sun.

"Words are light. Words are light. Therefore light, words, be my sword, my blade!"

In his hand, countless smiling lights gathered into a sword.

The curved sword body and the Persian holy script engraved on the back of the sword are the strongest means of Veleslana as the god of victory.