Mysterious as the wind, always with me.

Chapter 257 Destruction or Rebirth

Along the way, the desperate people of the forest jumped onto these tree men, which were 30 to [-] meters high, and borrowed their legs to leave the doomed forest.

"Mark Destiny—how dare you..." Gordon's hoarse voice seemed to come from the deepest part of the bottomless abyss. It stared at Mark with red eyes and growled through gnashing of teeth.

At the same time, not only tens of thousands of demons gave up their original goal and rushed towards the coast, but a surging plague mist began to occupy the coastline.Gordon wants every Treant who dares to cross the shoreline into the sea to melt on the spot.

Mark snorted coldly when Gordon's men were assembled on the coast.

"Humph!"

The trident in Mark's hand slammed into the deck.

In the next second, the originally calm sea suddenly set off terrible waves.

A terrifying huge wave with a width of more than five kilometers and a height of [-] meters, driven by the [Lost Trident], crashed towards the shore.

"Boom!"

What a scene of a tsunami!

Millions of tons of terrifying water bodies just hit the coastline without fancy.

In the blink of an eye, no matter whether it was the reefs that have been hit by waves for thousands of years or the ordinary gravel beaches, they all disappeared.

It was like a super huge deep-sea behemoth that gnawed away the several kilometers long coast like eating fruit in one bite.

Gordon's tens of thousands of elite demons also disappeared.

"Ah!" The forest elf Sipala slumped on the shoulder of a treant elder on the spot.

Living in a peaceful environment where she had never experienced a battlefield, she suddenly faced this supernatural battle of divine power.

Seeing the broken limbs and broken arms, the black fleshy internal organs, and the corpses of demons that were no longer ferocious, Sippala couldn't help but bowed his head and retched, almost falling off the tree man's shoulders. .

At this moment, she had a further understanding of the power of her new master.

In fact, it wasn't just her. Gordon, who faced Mark's power directly, also had weak legs and pale complexion.

The plague fog outside of it disguises this well.

In the final analysis, it is just a demon general.

Although a powerful Demon God will be able to beat low-level gods, such as those rookies from the art department on the opposite side, there is a difference in strength between those who have artifacts and those who do not.

Seeing Mark destroying the entire coastline with a single blow, Gordon is so ruthless!

Once upon a time, Gordon also had a dream of entering the main world and killing everyone.

Now it seems... go to Peat's dream of domination.

The combat power of the two sides is not at the same level at all.

He didn't dare to say a word of cruelty, so Ge ​​Dun retreated on the spot.

Who knows if Mark can deliver the next blow, like a horrific waterspout that destroys everything within fifty kilometers of the coast?
Gordon really doesn't understand sea-type artifacts.

Only Mark himself knows that the blow just now has consumed [-]% of the divine power in the [Lost Trident].

He is a three-axe, and he can't release the second axe.

Fortunately, the effect is overwhelming!

Gordon retreated, which meant that it would not dare to show up again.

As long as the treant can pass through the land full of corrosive plague soil and step into the seawater, then it is beyond its control.On the contrary, those who have no ability to escape should stay obediently and become captives of the plague.

The Ent walked on with heavy, gigantic steps.They don't know how many difficulties and pains they will face in the future, but they still choose to move forward.

Along the way, many people from the forest gathered on them were poisoned by the plague mist and fell headlong.

They can't care anymore.

One step, one step, another step.

Maybe stepping into the sea and waiting for them is not salvation, but staying there is bound to be destruction.

At this time, the fleet led by Mark had begun to approach the shore.

Led by the Caribbean, four dreadnoughts lined up, and behind them was a large pile of freighters in a trapezoidal array.

Close to the shore, this is already the limit of what Mark can do.

Going forward means that he has to use the little divine power in the trident to forcibly shake the corrosive power accumulated by the God of Plague for hundreds of years.Not to mention the disadvantages, it is easy to miss the bottom line.

Under such circumstances, the kind-hearted goddesses on board could only act in a hurry.

Seeing that many treants could no longer hold on, the corrosion on their bodies became more and more serious, a large number of leaves and branches fell off, and even their torsos began to wither rapidly, very miraculously, the ground under their feet suddenly gushed out streams of clear springs.

Correct!
A clear spring that has not been polluted and contains faint divine power.

In the rippling water spring, crystal-like brilliance shone, and soft divine power emerged from the shallow ripples. Although it was extremely weak, it could still slightly slow down the tragic erosion of the legs of the treant, and even some powerful treant Elders can also use this power to make the roots of the legs germinate again, forming a vine-like cushion to isolate new corrosion to the maximum extent.

This is a clear spring, but also a kindling of hope, like the ray of dawn in the darkness.

The illusory arm of the goddess of the lake is raised, and she seems to be smiling to guide the children of the forest.

Everyone on the boat was completely shocked by such a scene, and couldn't tell for a long time, even Mark was no exception.

Originally, he only wanted to cut off the beard and find something cheap, but he didn't expect to see such a noble scene.

He didn't even know that a divine voice communicated through a tree root that was buried deep in the ground and had not been corroded.

【Angelina, doing this will speed up your fall! 】

[Sulman!It was you who made your own decision first. 】

【I'm too old, so at least I have to give some hope to my descendants. 】

[Why don't we go further? 】

【Wait, you mean...】

[Cut off our foundation of divine power and go directly to Mark Destiny! 】The goddess of the lake said firmly.

【Why? 】

[Only on his soul, he has gathered the marks of hatred of the seven great demon kings and the four major demon gods!And there is no hatred mark of a neutral or good camp! 】

It's not that it is not reported, the time has not come.

Mark fought against so many evil gods and killed their priests and apocalyptic knights. How could the evil gods not know about it?

If he hadn't been afraid of his fellow God King, Mark's grave would have grown grass three feet high, and his soul would have reported in the cage of pain.

The tree god's voice was full of shock【Do you really want to bet? 】

【Did you notice that the four goddesses carried (the mark of liquidation), and he used an artifact of the Outer Gods!This means that he is likely to leave after the war of gods!Or introduce external force and fight against 'that one'.Either way, it's better than us sitting here waiting to die. 】

【it is good!Then bet! 】

In the next moment, two vast and surging divine thoughts came from the air and connected to the surface of Mark's soul.

Not intruding, but very politely...knocking.

(End of this chapter)