God after all

The Dragon God found that her body that could not sit still was emitting white gas, and the blood stains all over her body gradually faded away.

Is this self-healing?

The white, gold, and black dragon gods who came to this conclusion shifted their gazes to stare under the volcano, seeing the land of despair through the sky-high heights.

An unprecedented battle of the gods, the bloody and tragic scenes staged made the Dragon God feel horrified.

It seemed that the whole world was burned by raging flames of war, and the flames filled the sky and covered the sky.

Shouts, roars, wailings and wailings echoed in the desolate wind.

A radiant giant sword is suspended in the void, like a god standing in the sky.

The storm, thunder and lightning, formed a tornado that covered the sky and surrounded the giant sword.

In the tornado like a vortex of the abyss, where the pouring rain is flying, six oriental dragon gods that call the wind and rain can be faintly seen shuttling back and forth.

The imperial gods stand in all directions, their aura swallows the sky, and their power shakes the universe.

The warriors of the heavenly army gathered endlessly, covering the heaven and the earth tightly.

The Angel Legion has become the role of cannon fodder, charging into battle with the bravery and recklessness that regards death as home.

On the back of the figure, six wings of an angel spread out, and the pure white wings radiated a hundred thousand rays of scorching light.

"How is it? Does the Majesty feel despair and pain?"

When the gods saw the seraphim flying and moving, they turned into a giant with a height of about [-] meters.

At the climax of the battle, [-] angels blew the horns that spread across the battlefield, and together with the deafening drums that resounded through the sky, the great momentum all boosted the morale of the army of the gods.

The confusing battlefield has not stopped killing intent, and the unpredictable phenomenon between heaven and earth continues to intensify.

This horrible phenomenon spread to the golden body.

The picture of the sea of ​​people converging is continuous and never-ending. It is densely packed and covered layer by layer. Wherever it goes, it blocks the light of the sky, and the sky is dimmed.

Michael's blood-colored body burst into flames, and his burned skin was scorched black.

His face was platinum-gold, and the two lights in his eyes were dazzling.

The sound of beating drums mixed with the roar of horses, beasts, and chariots shook the vast and boundless void.

The wind howled endlessly, as if it could not bear the tragedy of war.

"The majesty does not hesitate to hurt himself, but also
resist me. "

The endless army of thousands of horses blocked the holy light with their flesh and blood.

Michael was immediately covered by thousands of arrows, and the arrows rained down.

Only the Mandoluo volcano, which stands like a god in the world, remains unmoved with its majestic appearance towering straight into the sky.

Their battle robes fluttered with the wind, and they held gleaming armor shields and weapons, forming a majestic scene that filled the world. The magnificent and gorgeous scene was like an exquisite picture scroll.

The holy sword Inoares shattered into flying fragments.

The voice of Lord Bai, like a mysterious whisper from a distant time and space, echoed faintly.

The void is filled with flames, rivers of blood and mountains of corpses.

Unmoved is the seraphim Michael, whose giant body that intimidates the sky and the earth is burning with flames, and his standing posture is still full of indomitable heroism.

The sound of the sword cutting through the air shocked the gods for a time.They watched in horror as countless lightsabers flew out, piercing through the gigantic body of the giant.

The boy raised his hand to wipe his blood-stained lips, and smiled contemptuously.

In just a moment, a pure and flawless figure flashed in front of Platinum's face, turning into a wisp of light and soft smoke.

Bai Yahweh escaped from his horrific body full of holes and holes, and was obviously traumatized, coughing and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Earth-shattering roar, unstoppable dragon claws, super huge and domineering dragon body, long eyes as bright as the sun, and fierce wind, fire, thunder and lightning spewing out of the fierce mouth.

The sky and the ground seemed to be shattered by the dragon's chant, causing trembling shaking.

In the confusing scene of wind, fire, thunder and lightning, six looming dragon gods soar along the giant sword.

There are seven-colored auspicious clouds floating around his palm, and eighty thousand platinum colors flash at each fingertip, and the radiance of each color is a death shot.

Where the endless fragments permeated, countless golden lightsabers appeared floating in the void, all pointing in the same direction.

When the gigantic sword that was powerful enough to split the sky and the earth slashed down, it suddenly froze, and the sharp blade trembled like fear on the beautiful boy's head.

The giant who was called by name, caught a glimpse of the tiny existence that appeared out of thin air, and without hesitation, paced and ran wildly, killing the beautiful boy at a popular speed.

The gods saw the terrifying giant become slow, took the opportunity to attack from the outside, and joined forces to kill.

Under the eyes of everyone, the angel's body overflowed with billowing smoke and white gas, all of which obscured the vision of all witnesses.

Soldiers of the Heavenly Army jumped into groups, drew bows and arrows, and shot golden rod feather arrows that flowed with thunder and lightning.

The gas got into Michael's left eye, and a white light flickered in this eye.

The Place of Hopelessness slid out of place, and the surrounding mountains bulged upwards.

Standing on the top of the giant sword, Michael, who turned into a killing angel, was surrounded by enemies on all sides, all in exchange for the sacrifice of countless heavenly soldiers.

Thousands of mysterious shocks and thunderbolts mixed with raging flames poured down.

Holding a huge sword in his hand, he swept away the soldiers of the heavenly army coming from all directions, smashing the hands, feet and heads of countless gods.

There is a figure standing on the top of the sword hilt. The immaculate white robe is paired with wildly fluttering blond hair, and the golden pupils adorning the eye sockets seem to be made of lava.

There is a halo above his head that shines for thousands of miles. There are colorful clouds floating in the halo, and six dragon gods of different colors are soaring.

Death illuminated the army of the gods, they disappeared like a dream bubble, their bodies collapsed into pieces one after another, and nearly 21 soldiers were annihilated in the flash of light.

Bai Yahweh's tactic is very strange, Yi Roke just ran into Michael's body and destroyed it from the inside.

Blood began to ooze from the platinum face, the blond hair turned red, and the eyes were also soaked in blood.

Michael, who became the target of shooting, died as if there was no movement.

Six dragon gods flew out from the halo above his head, fighting with the gods.

The gods couldn't bear the light from Michael's body shining in all directions, and used their profound power to resist.

Bai Yahweh’s voice echoed in Michael’s mind.

"Rip your head off first."

The heavenly soldiers and gods will ride various spirit beasts, drive horses and chariots across the brutal battlefield, gallop up and down, left and right.

The gods used the power of Xuantong to summon thunder and flames.

"Michael! Put down your weapons and surrender, maybe you won't die too miserably."

His eyes were dimmed, his handsome face was charred black, and one arm and three wings had been cut off by the gods.

Only Bai Yahweh saw clearly that Michael had become smaller in an instant, and he did not expect him to kill him so quickly.

A stabbing sound of soldiers meeting caused a shock wave, and the suppression of sword-to-sword fighting erupted with mighty sword energy sweeping across all directions, shocking all witnesses back.

Michael, who holds the holy sword Inoares, fights against Yahweh in close quarters.

Two figures, one white and one red, became the most eye-catching presence on the battlefield.

The battle between the boss of the gods and the celestial warriors and the Lord of Light is the highlight of the war.