God after all

Chapter 111 Battle of Demon Gods (5)

Lengji almost forcibly pulled the punishment of fate, turned the gun body, and the sharp end reached the giant sword that broke through the purple light barrier.

The oscillating sound from the sky and the earth made the faces of those who heard it change greatly. This is the meeting of two magical weapons, and the two forces struck together without giving in to each other, blasting out a strong wind and flame.

Diosotto was shocked by his own weapon and retreated a meter away. He was surprised that Lengji had disappeared. Where did he go?
Members of the Holy Spirit Knights who were affected by the magic weapon noticed the same phenomenon.

Diosotto was the first to notice something was wrong, and the approaching black shadow appeared in his red pupils in an instant.

In the next second, the coming dangers attacked from the left and right sides of the demon god. When the black long sword hit the demon god's outstretched hands, the two long swords turned into chains and wrapped around the two hands.

Through the God's Lock operated by the two shadows, it climbed and wrapped around the Demon God's arm like a snake to his waist.

At this time, a more dangerous crisis rushed in behind him, but he was forced to be hindered by the red light barrier.

What the black shadow pierced with his sword was only the invisible light wave to avoid obstacles. Diosotto, who summoned this protective cover, turned his head in a wide arc and grinned.

The self-satisfied smile was naturally for Sombra.However, his smile froze immediately, and he was attracted by more night-like shadows above his head.

They flew around like ghosts and ghosts. The speed was so fast that Diosotto couldn't tell who was the real body, and was dazzled by the shadows around him.

A black-purple sword light streaked across the demon god's body, which was a frontal attack, cutting open the original scars on the demon god's body from bottom to top, tearing the wound left by Michael effortlessly.

Jian Guang rushed from the top of the split head to the distance at lightning speed, and a cold and silent figure appeared in the place where he stopped.

Did he turn into a lightsaber to kill the demon god, or did the lightsaber turn into him?

The scars split upwards from the chest, and Diosotto, who was facing back and split in two, turned around and stared intently at the scene:
All the dark shadows around gathered on the beautiful young man, and a hollow also appeared on the young man's chest.

Even if he used the phantom as a cover-up, only for this trick to assassinate, Diosotto was already ready to catch him by surprise.

The Punishment of Fate was held by Diosotto in his right hand, which was bloody and bright red.

Next to him is the "Shen Yan" floating. This great sword flew to the location of Leng Ji according to the master's will, but was hindered by the purple light barrier and froze in the air.

The flames erupted at the tip of the sword, and the trajectory of the flow was reversed, and the motionless sword seemed to be restrained by an invisible force, unable to break through the obstacles in front of it.

The cold and lonely face was injured by the sword energy, and the blood was covered with several cracks on the face. The once rare beauty no longer exists.

Right now is his last defense, he seems to block the big sword back calmly, but in fact he has come to the end of the road.

Shenyan flipped around in the air uncontrollably, but was summoned back to Diosotto's hands helplessly.

The demon god who had been severely injured, the split parts began to close and seal inconceivably, and the scars faded.

Leng Jing in the distance quietly watched this scene happen, but could do nothing to stop it.

Demon God smiled triumphantly as a victor, watching the holy son created by the ancestor of all gods fall from the sky.

"Cold silence!?"

"Master Leng!?"

The shouts of the soldiers of the Holy Spirit Knights echoed in the clouds.

Seeing the figure plummeting towards the world below disappear from sight, the girl named Jasmine couldn't bear the anxiety and worry, and followed her without thinking of herself.In addition, many companions followed behind.

Will the man in the iron mask die?This is the unanimous thought of the companions.

Lightning and thunder echoed.

Winds and storms ravage the obscure sky before night.

There is a biting cold breath in the flowing air.

Following the traces of the Man in the Iron Mask who descended from the sky, several Knights of the Holy Spirit came and found the target at the junction of Fenggu District and Jingjiu District.

In the center of the dilapidated square, a slightly sunken pit appeared shockingly, covering an area of ​​about [-] square meters, with the edges surrounding it in a circle.

Lying in the center of the pit without any movement, the cracks spread endlessly from behind him to the end of the square.

It is unbelievable that the devastation and destruction that I saw with my own eyes was caused by cold silence. The soldiers who had no time to think about approached the target with anxiety, but were blocked by obstacles that were invisible to the naked eye.

Forced by obstacles, the young boys and girls stayed at a height of 30 meters in the air to spy on the earth, their faces and eyes showing deep solemn expressions.

The atmosphere is tense and depressive that even a few gunshots cannot tear apart.

After the fifth gunshot, Jasmine tried to use the long sword in her hand to penetrate invisible obstacles, but found it was futile.

"what happened?"

A female companion's tone was full of surprise and doubt, but no one responded to the female companion's question.

Even Jasmine manipulated the long sword in her hand as if she didn't hear anything.

The sound of the sword colliding with the obstacle avoidance echoed endlessly.The wind whimpered and screamed above the soldiers' heads.

A skyscraper a kilometer away.

Muchel and Michael stood side by side in front of the window, watching all the battle.

"Will Leng Ji die?"

Muchelle asked worriedly.What responded to her was the two words "no" that the Maharaja uttered bluntly.

The Goddess's dazzling golden pupils moved her gaze, and stared at Michael, who was shining with holy light, the man's profile was covered with a faint brilliance, and his silent expression made it impossible to tell whether it was sadness or joy.

"Where did the punishment of fate hurt him?"

I have to admit that Diosotto's sneak attack was very successful, the speed of the knight gun was so fast that the Goddess of Time couldn't see what happened.

"The location of the heart—" Michael told the truth of the matter, "The blood of the skeleton is broken."

Shock and astonishment enveloped Muchelle's face, and the dazed expression in the depths of her beautiful eyes couldn't be shaken off.

"So...the power of the Black Lord sealed in the blood of the skeleton..."

The goddess felt terrified and couldn't bear to continue talking.

Michael took her words: "Release."

A suffocating atmosphere suddenly rose in the air.

"The power is still very weak, so I guess the blood of the skeleton is not broken seriously."

There was an inscrutable smile on the corner of the mouth of the Lord of Light and King of the Heavenly Army, making the goddess beside him unable to understand what he was smiling about.

Leng Ji didn't know the true power of the blood of the god's skeleton. For so many years, he had always misunderstood that this blood bead was only used to seal his aura as the son of a virgin, so that he could avoid the hunting and killing of the dark aristocrats.

It all started in the winter of 2996.

In that dimly lit operating room, a pregnant woman who died in a car accident was lying on the operating table.

No one knew who she was, she looked very young, about eighteen or nine years old, and she was dead when the ambulance arrived at the scene of the accident.

The forensic doctor removed a stillborn fetus from her stomach, and if she hadn't died, her baby would have been born three months later.

But everything was over, two beautiful lives fell to the world, and a strong sense of desolation and sorrow enveloped the people in the operating room.

The world outside the window is snowing heavily, which makes people feel that this winter is really cold.

The fetus, which was originally regarded as a dead thing, was resurrected at this cold moment, as if it was born on the body by a miracle descended by God.

Around the identity of the pregnant woman and the revived freak, all kinds of unimaginable and crazy public opinions completely broke out on this day.

The resurrected child fled to a place off the beaten track, and met Michael who had traveled through time and space from the old age of the West.

This radiant being as bright as a star said softly, "I'm here to pick you up."

　The content of the last few paragraphs is connected with the story of Chapter 1, so you can go back and review the plot.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)