The Endless Shuttle

The goblins steered steel warships across the sky, and round missiles with a metallic smell planted mushrooms on the ground. The elves develop magic and spells, embellishing death with splendor. From time to time there are giant fantasy species passing by, plus a group of lunatics killing angels, the living conditions in this world are simply extremely poor.

But none of the above incidents was as harmful as another terrible disaster.

No, or the humble microbes living in the lower layers dare not even think about it.

Because once this disaster occurs, the best case is the destruction of a continent, and the worst case will change the planet's landscape and environment... It is not impossible.

And what was buried under this simple sentence was the extreme coldness and the disappearance of countless lives.

——The battle between the gods and the gods.

Gaining life from the marrow, he was born to be the favorite of the Elven Corridor, the gods and adults who rule the planet.

This group of beings at the top of the life sequence is highly respected, and the root cause of their respect is nothing more than their irresistible, pure violence.

Just like the current body of disaster and the god of nature.

"The sigh of the living" shows no mercy.

With full power, the southern continent was shattered by Rope like glass.

Suspended in the sky, looking at the disintegrating earth under the six-legged tentacles, and the tsunami rising far away to cover the sky and the earth, the dark blue demon god stretched out a hand and scratched his chin.

It seems... overdone?

I really don't like it, this kind of role that destroys everything with pure violence... Obviously, my identity should be more elegant, like the mastermind behind the scenes, the existence of the boss of the finale...

But I don't bother to care so much.

The opponent of the God of Disaster is indeed a guy worthy of his use of such violence.

"God of Nature" Kainas.

Spirit Vision changed direction, not too far away, about one kilometer away. The emerald green light flickered on and off, and under that light, a handsome man in cassock curled up in pain.

"The one hundred and sixty-eight-fold technique...is this what you're talking about? It's different from the secret technique, and it's not in the same order as Xinke's eight-fold technique. The source reveals Hongda's feeling...is it the god of magic? .”

One hundred and sixty-eight spells of God's Domain were unfolded, and each spell contained one hundred and sixty-eight higher-level spells, and so on, and the terrifying numbers were superimposed, making his catastrophic aggregate "the sigh of the living" "Layer-by-layer decomposition, spatial refraction, distortion, invalidation, compression, transfer...

In the end, Cainas who acted like this could survive the almost zero-range attack.

But also seriously injured.

Luo Pei could feel that the "natural" essence that had just been glued together, representing vitality and vitality, was rapidly weakening.

Cainas is not Artosh.

Even if it wasn't for this incomplete posture, with his original dignity and elegance, there was an insurmountable abyss between him and God of War.

Otherwise, he wouldn't want his own creation, the elf, to hold the Holy Grail for him.

——If you want to dominate, can you just fight the strongest God of War?

The reason why Cainas did not do this, but chose to "integrate into nature" to find other opportunities, was simply because he knew that he would lose the battle with Artoxiu.

"You are just...exactly the same as the former Artosh...even though you are also a god, but you look down on me. Even if you have the power to end the war, you don't move at all in the later stage, and you don't fight in person. You will take the responsibility of taking the star cup Giving itself feathers..."

Cainas stared at Rope, with emerald-colored cracks all over his body, and his voice was clearly transmitted even if it was a kilometer away.

At the beginning, it was just a description of the power of the god of disaster, but later it became a slander against Artoxiu.

Very obvious dissatisfaction - or reconciliation.

"How can the weak understand the thoughts of the strong."

In contrast, Luo Pei's tone was much calmer.

"A guy like you, can you think of how I will attack next and how I will tear you apart? This is the so-called "initiative", something that the weak will never be able to grasp. "

This sentence is simply poisonous.

Especially for a high-ranking deity like Kainas——

Humiliation came to mind, but the God of Nature couldn't refute the words of the God of Disaster.

Because he really doesn't know.

What kind of power the opponent possesses, how many times the attack can be used just now, where is the upper limit, and the odds of winning this battle are all unknown.

This made Kainas fall into a little impotent rage.

But at any rate, it is a god species, whether it is strength, body, or heart, it is different from other species. This slight anger was thrown into the corner by Kaynas in the blink of an eye.

Infinite spells unfold behind the God of Nature.

Like the stars in the Milky Way, Cainas is the main one, floating.

Once the gods really start fighting, there is no strategy for reconciliation or temporary retreat. The souls are locked into each other, and the first confrontation will inevitably become the last. So even if Cainas is seriously injured now, he can't make a decision to temporarily leave for cultivation.

The god of disaster will not allow it.

——"One hundred and sixty-eight heavy spells. Full attack deployment"

The crumbling and sinking earth beneath the gods' feet boiled with sea water rising from the abyss.

In this world, the source of magic is the elves.

When Kainas abandons the fancy weaving and uses the most primitive and pure display of power, the power and influence contained in it may not be worse than the "Zero Protection of the Void" made by using the fantasy species "Central Core", or Said to be completely above.

Wordless coldness.

Like a signal to start another war, Luo Pei lightly moved his six-legged dark blue tentacles that fixed the space.

The pupils of Kaynas shrank slightly, and the emerald-colored cracks on his body were astonishingly bright as if something was about to escape from his body.

Starting from this, the magic formations around the God of Nature began to have a clustering effect.

The space was shattered into pieces, and it was too late to even regenerate itself.

In the void, there are "flowers" blooming.

When the creatures think of nature, the first thing they think of is definitely not the groups of tall trees. It is the flowers that used to be seen everywhere, and now this end-of-the-world scene is still struggling to survive in the cracks of the rocks.

Luxury, beauty, cleanliness amidst filth.

The essence of Cainas is "nature", so "flower" has always been his most important symbol.

The same is true of the attack at the moment.