The God Killer in the Comic World

Chapter 146

The giant dragon flaps its wings, countless monsters spread their hooves and run wildly, the flag of the community flutters in the wind, and thousands of horses and troops follow closely behind.

On the other side, the dystopian gods also launched a charge. Any tactics in large-scale wars are useless. Only a fight to the death can determine the final winner.

Countless armies collided together on the plains, slashing wildly. The usually gorgeous and colorful radiance of the gods turned into the most primitive killing machines, slashing the enemies crazily.

The battlefield was filled with starry brilliance.

Dragons breathed fire, monsters bit at their enemies with fangs and claws, and soldiers thrust their weapons into their enemies' chests.

The high-spirited Union army, like unstoppable lightning, gained the upper hand in the initial charge.

However, at this moment, the light of the morning star dimmed, and the already weak light was once again shrouded in darkness. The giant beast that covered the sky and the sun pressed in, and the god spewed black flames.

The bloody air rushed towards their faces, and the Alliance soldiers seemed to hear the painful screams of countless undead souls.

The scythe-wielding god evokes the souls of a large swath of the dead, and the victim cannot even see the way he appears, as if it is already entrenched there.

A dark, strange, murderous figure, with a steel crown, but there was only a white skull where the head should be, and only the eyes glowed strangely.

It is the god of death in Greek mythology, who summons Hades when darkness comes.

The gods, who were not friendly to humans, brought fear and despair, and also destroyed the rainbow-like momentum.

Every time the broad-handled scythe fell, a large number of people died.

At the rear of the army, a piece of obsidian was photographed into the stone gate that had been prepared.

Embedded in the center, blooming with a strange brilliance.

Then, the huge door suddenly ignited with bloody flames.

The door slowly opened, and countless black poisonous arrows flew in the direction of the coalition forces.

Countless soldiers fell to the ground.

Then there was a crisp, loud and crazy laugh.

The angel with three pairs of black wings flew out of the gate of hell, holding the cross sword in his hand for the end of judgment.

Then, countless flames burst out of the gate of hell, and countless demons emerged from it.

One, two, thousands, ten thousand......

Countless demons roared and roared, raising their weapons and rushing forward.

Trample everything, destroy everything!

Canary looked at the scene in front of her, held her weapon tightly, and lowered her voice.

"Sure enough, the dystopian devil is able to be active until now with the help of the Cross Cult. He was still secretly helping before, but now he no longer intends to cover it up?"

"Haha, what a hypocritical god."

Croa Baron on the side sneered.

If the demon emerging from the gate of hell does not represent anything, then the camp represented by the angel with three pairs of black wings on its back cannot be more obvious.

Morning Star Son of Lucifer.

Angels serving God are described in the Bible as fallen angels who rebelled against the only God. However, in the cosmology of monotheism, even the demon king of hell can never escape God's interference. In addition , The only faith believed and respected by the biblical gods, dystopia, the idea of ​​stagnating human thought, is very consistent with the concept of Christianity.

Human beings are the medium that provides faith, and gods are the messengers of grace.

Therefore, people believe in God, and God will let him Angels grant favors, which is the most perfect system.

That’s why the Christian religion supports the development of dystopia so strongly.

"Don't get yourself scolded. Canary smiled.

"Fuck, I almost forgot that I am a god too."

Croya Baron gave himself a slap, but he was still as lively and talkative as ever.

"Let's be serious, although the demons of the Cross Cult came to support, I have also considered to this extent that the sacrifices of the 80 million dead in the outside world cannot be in vain. Canary said with a solemn expression.

"I will definitely take down the dystopian devil."

She has no attachment to the place where she was born and raised her, but is full of disgust for the dystopian devil.

The education she has received so far, and the hero who grew up as a"hope", is purely to overthrow the dystopian rule.

However, look Looking at Wang Yang's army, even though she was confident as usual, she couldn't help but question.

Can humans really do it?......

At some point, it was already dawn.

The war is temporarily over.

But many people were seriously injured or died directly on the plains. The number of people who died in this battle is difficult to count. No poet can fully describe the tragedy of yesterday.

The river was roiling bright red, reflecting the blood-red sunset and blood, and the river was dyed red.

The canary sat on the hill and looked into the distance.

The dystopian devil never appeared from beginning to end.

This is the border of the West District. As long as the instigated gods are defeated, the next step is to behead the dystopian devil.

At this moment, the girl's shadow was lengthened.

Black objects spread out from the darkness, forming a shapeless figure wearing a white faceless mask.

The girl who had spent the first half of her life in the West End immediately recognized its identity.

The final trial of humanity, the dystopian devil.

I couldn't feel any warmth from his body, only the cold order.

"...The dystopian devil! Are you finally willing to show your face?"

The canary stared at it blankly.

"dystopian devil......"

A calm and emotionless voice came from behind the mask

"This title is just a stigma imposed on me by you. The closed world is a place where compatriots who bear the burden of Utopia live, and they are definitely not demon kings."

Dystopia looked down at the canary with an indifferent tone.

"Ah...What you say is better than what you sing. What are you doing? If you are captured without mercy, maybe I can give you a decent way to die."

Canary said with a smile. Although her body could not stop trembling slightly, the compatriots nearby also noticed the abnormality and were moving this way cautiously.

"Take you back, your presence is crucial."

The Demon King spoke indifferently.

Then, it stretched out its fingers of chaos and reached towards the canary.

The light of the gods spread to this place.

However, everyone ignored the power of dystopia.

A bright light bloomed from the Demon King, Even a moment's time was limited, the canary was shrouded in light and disappeared....... ps: Let’s speed up the pace next.