The Witch of Comprehensive Network: From Azeroth to the Classic of Mountains and Seas

Chapter 873 Come, look at my warrior (two more!)

"Go to hell! Monsters!"

Accompanied by Augustag's roar, there were torn flesh and broken bodies.

The strong body carrying the power of the earth made him the most powerful war machine in this war to defend the world and his homeland.

The sky, at this moment, is no longer an obstacle:
The spirits of all things are calling and jumping for joy—they are gratified to watch the eldest son of the earth grow up all the way to this day.

Everything in this world shines in the realm of spirituality, and Augusta's power is no longer limited to the earth.

He can easily launch a violent charge in the sky, no longer need to be restrained by the ground.

The air was no longer an obstacle to his charge, and even provided him with convenience for a while.

This is a different kind of feeling that I have never had before fighting with the same kind and monsters.

It is a hearty mix of honor and anger.

Augustag will never tolerate any monster from other lands setting foot in this land where he lives!
And the companions who are also chosen by many elements in the material world are also fighting in this once silent sky.

Although it is called war, it is obviously not something that ordinary life can participate in.

It is different from the conquest among the secular world, it is a more thorough and irreconcilable subversion.

Augustag didn't know how long they would have to fight here.

But one thing is certain:
There is no room for them to retreat before killing all the monsters or returning to the embrace of all things.

Behind him is everything that is rich and vibrant in Galdora...

"die!"

Augustag split the monster in half with an axe.

Under the protection of the power of all things, the tyrannical power can be said to be devastating.

But even so, the monsters within the field of vision seemed to be denser.

As a son of the earth, Augustag has not yet felt tired.

But he sensed something dangerous about it.

But now, they have no choice...

From the beginning of the battle, it involuntarily entered the most intense situation.

Those ugly, distorted monsters that don't look like natural creations don't care about the destruction of their own kind and themselves.

The aura of greed and destruction they exude made Augustag, the son of the earth, instinctively feel strong resentment and hostility.

No words needed, no declaration of war—Augustag knew that they were here to destroy all this beauty...

What kind of evil and dark land should it be to give birth to such a twisted monster.

Augusta couldn't imagine.

He had seen mortals blinded by desire, the deepest darkness he had ever encountered.

Obviously, that and the darkness he was facing at the moment were two completely different things.

Just as the fight in the sky became more and more intense, Augustag suddenly felt a rush of heat.

It was like the violent flame suddenly coming out of a lighter, and the temptation that stopped abruptly between the eyebrows.

In a trance, Augusta felt a little worrisome about the state of his external hair.

On the other side, the entire sky suddenly turned dark red!

Those distorted monsters who seemed to have no emotions at first suddenly stopped beating Augusta and the others.

Even ignoring the continued pursuit of Augusta and others.

They turned around one after another, and threw their sensory organs of different shapes to somewhere above the sky.

The unanimous instinctive feedback and weird scene made Augustag and others feel a little hairy.

Without any monsters blocking them, they finally completed the confluence.

At this moment, their gazes all turned to the place where the monster was staring.

There, a figure that truly covers the sky and the sun is slowly appearing from the void!

"...Who can tell me: why...he came here through the Gate of Flowing Water?"

Augusta heard the confused murmurs of his companions beside him.

The other party is the incarnation of flowing water and the voice of all things in the world, the messenger of the elements known as the "ripple listener".

"The power of nature is weakening, he is absorbing... no, the world is giving him power..."

The older element envoy with seniority saw some clues.

Augustag scratched his head blankly.

As the eldest son of the earth, the incarnation of the power of mountains and rivers, he, who has always been solid and steady, obviously does not have the keen perception of these few in this respect.

Just looking at the surrounding element envoys, they all expressed their affirmation to the elderly man's speech.

Augusta also nodded with a sudden realization.

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And above the sky, a sneering voice came:

"It's just a... mortal thing, you..."

And in the next instant, an indescribably violent wave suddenly swept across the entire world!
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Sapphiro fled in embarrassment.

The crown symbolizing the immortal kingship of Sapuxiluo on His forehead was roughly chopped off at this moment.

Sapphiro tried to leave through the space, but never found a chance:

The value of an incarnation is not always evaluated simply and crudely by the amount of divine power poured into it.

Sufficient "suitability" is the value it should show.

Simplicity is an outpouring of power, meaning only a means to perform certain duties and achieve certain ends.

And this incarnation was undoubtedly the result of Sapuxiluo's hard work.

It has created a number of perfect works for it.

In Sapphiro's view, this has become an indispensable part of His grand blueprint.

But now, this corner seems to be having some trouble:
In this world where the overall mental resistance is as solid as a rock, Sapuxiluo was ecstatic after encountering it for the first time.

At this moment, it looks more like the cemetery of his incarnation.

Sapuxiluo never thought that he would be forced into such a mess by a mortal who hadn't even achieved a legend.

Of course, he tried to resist, or from Sapushiluo's perspective, he tried to destroy it at the physical level.

But soon, the weapon, which was not like a mortal creation at all, gave him the purest and rudest response.

Fortunately, this time, he is not fighting alone:

There are countless empty beings driven by the delusional dreams he has woven.

Even if they don't follow Sapuxiluo's instructions very much, at least they are more interested in the giant opposite than the exposed Sapuxiluo.

Of course, the giant is also very interested in this, is it a "two-way rush" in a sense?
It's brilliant, it's a shame it's not elegant...

"Enough! Listen to me, you want to know..."

Sapphiro turned around and tried to use the most familiar words to induce a dream.

But before he could even finish delivering that brief message, it all came to a screeching halt.

He avoided it in embarrassment, but finally caught some information.

"It turns out that you are not without fear..."

A sinister smile appeared on the corner of Sapushiluo's mouth.

Then, His evil divine power suddenly unfolded!

The surrounding land has completely fallen into a state of chaos!
In the next moment, a lonely mountain appeared...

Under Sapuxiluo's gaze, the opponent's fierce offensive suddenly stalled.

"As I said, everything can be communicated and exchanged."

Sapphiro sorted out his rather embarrassing clothes, and then said very gracefully.

And at this moment, he caught a glimpse of the huge shadow emerging from the top of the mountain.

So, under the gaze of the other party, whose expression became quite subtle in an instant, Sapuxiluo said with a smile:

"Come, look at my warrior..."

(End of this chapter)