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Chapter 228 Kelif: Is the Jiemen District a place with many monsters?

Body performance is not the key to victory

"If you don't make a move now, you probably won't have a chance in the future."

When Nian yelled for Xi to go back quickly, Mostima, who was on Xi's side to help fight against Galatron, just finished speaking, then turned off the microphone, closed his eyes, and muttered to himself.

In her original world, the actual destructive power of the gods may not be comparable to that of the so-called monsters, but relatively, they also have some ability to make up for the destructive power.

It's like the wind and snow in Yeragand, like Xi's brushwork, and like the melting of years.

She closed her eyes, her two sticks staggered.

White spoon, rise.

Black lock, fall.

At the moment of the collision, there was silence.

It was as if even the sound had been choked. In the frozen time and space, the blood was throbbing and the nerves were ringing.

The black lock is the cage engraved on the staff, in his left hand.

And the pure white key to open the cage is in the right hand——with the power to tear apart space, undo the restraint of time, Mastema opened his eyes and stared at the huge claw that occupied too much of his field of vision .

The Snake of Satan, the dark dragon that was pale due to time, is rediscovering its original color, and with its roar, it expresses its first thoughts after getting out of trouble:

"Another time—! A chance to get me out of trouble!"

The lock of time that was originally bound to his body faded away one after another, and he raised his head to the sky and screamed.

As far as Mostima's personal sense of time is concerned, it was not even two years since he was released last time, but his sense of body is clearly more than that.

He holds time, but is bound by a higher chain of time.

Being in it, you will only feel the boundless length, thousands of years, ten thousand years, or more?

He once thought about how he would vent the emptiness that had nowhere to be released, and how he would vent the dissatisfaction of being re-bound with anger, but when this moment really came, He only felt happy.

"Fallen Angel, the little girl who inherited the name of Mostima and held the locks for that bastard master, you need my strength, right?"

This is his second sentence.

With a height of 30 meters, pointing at the calm-faced fallen angel with a giant finger that can occupy the field of vision, the fragment of the Satanic dragon stared at her, with the inflated complacency that people who have just experienced great things often have.

"I think if you hang around, you might die here, Mr. Satan." Mostima felt a little helpless, and pointed the stick in his hand, which still held power even after releasing the prisoner, to Gala in the distance. King Tron.

70 meters, for the 30-meter-tall Black Dragon, it is really a crushing volume.

Not to mention that the ten-meter-wide muzzle in his hand was already shining with light, even in the next second——

boom! ! ! !

"Stop! Arrogant!!"

The giant beast roared, and tangible air waves roared out from it, and the blazing golden beam of light actually paused as if frozen in mid-air—for three seconds.

"What?" I completely underestimated the output of that group of restless energy. When the giant beast was about to be wiped off by the 50-meter-high beam of light, there was a sound from Mostima's headset when someone was seriously injured. But he also tried to gather his mind and shouted:
"Thunder!" (Thunder!)
"Death!" (Death!)
"Charge!"
The silver thunderbolt column intertwined with the pale glow and the blue current whizzed past the front left, cutting off the blazing golden light beam ahead of time, causing it to explode. Coming from afar.

Thunder Killer——The unlucky guy who was beaten into the air at the beginning regained his breath and wiped the ass of the shameful black dragon.

Even sarcasm on the team channel: "The thing in your stick seems to have not recognized the changes in the world."

"Thank you, I think he can wake up now." Mostima seemed to be calm on the surface, but in fact he was in a cold sweat, and his smile at this moment was a little more pretending to be relaxed.

"Hey, if it's my body, I can definitely stop it. I just forgot that there are only a few fragments left now."

It is clear that Satan is so huge, but his hearing is unexpectedly sharp. For the time being, he still can't act like yelling at the savior. Hercules-like legs rushed towards King Galatron.

The Thunder Claw condensed again, and the Thunder Killer went straight to King Galatron who was a head taller than him and swung his giant claws, but he also greeted the opponent's fist covered with silver-white glow.

Amidst the thumping explosion, they retreated. King Galatron only took half a step back, while Thunder Killer retreated three steps in a row. The huge windbreaker-like wings also flashed backwards, and there was a gap in the armor behind him. It is black and white intertwined flame jets so as not to fall back directly to the ground.

"Sure enough, the basic output is far behind. Is there any support?"

At the moment of questioning, the V-shaped mouth shot out a dark red crescent moon intertwined with lightning, but it was also crushed by the opponent's punch, and Omer had to admit the gold content of the three card fusion beasts.

Lightning Killer's cutting was originally a small skill with not bad power, but in the end it didn't even activate the shield.

At a glance, it can be seen that the gap in the basic white value is quite far away. To win, you can only use strange tricks. The most obvious type is the unique clique formation of the Austrian system.

Just like the chalk beast that was rushing at this moment—it had a much higher volume than before, as if it had completely let go and absorbed the metal substances in the surrounding ruined buildings to exert Nian's authority in smelting.

There are furnaces in the sky, metals in the earth, beasts like chalk, belly like a big cauldron, nine in number, and horns like red copper. The chalk beast is made of metal, which is similar to Jinguqiao and Galatron but completely different. mechanical creations.

The life He was given was not a program, but a soul.

So it is more like life, and even has a long beard and tail mane that are fully visible.

And the creator who made it still maintained that pair of arms folded, as if he could do a job with ease, stood on top of its head and greeted:

"Need support? Here we come!!"

Just like its creator, the chalk beast has the characteristics of rushing, not only galloping at a high speed, but also getting closer to the attack distance, it is a horizontal sword blade!

Easily caught by King Galatron's left claw that belonged to Galatron:
"Not bad strength, it would be great if you could become my commodity."

Unlike Thunder Killer, who was unable to speak, King Galatron obviously had a normal PA system, which was convenient for the elf man to speak out.

Is it necessary to catch a monster that can be used as a commodity?Amo frowned, and Thunder Killer sprinted for the upper claw at this moment, and was blocked by another mechanical cannon arm surrounded by the opponent's magic circle.

But this is just a cover-up, there is no electric current accumulated in the claws, the real action is to throw out the long tail wrapped around its legs, and there is a dark golden electric current accumulated on it.

"Oh!"

While it is possible to create metals that isolate electricity, who in general would do that?Nian is to immediately let the chalk beast draw its sword back, otherwise it will be an electric shock.

"Omer Linton, I know you, you also hold valuable goods, very good! I didn't intend to find you, but you offered to give it to me."

Come on, with such a high-spirited beep, King Galatron's anti-electricity work is also very good.

　What’s in Mosty’s cane is still a mystery. The story of the module and the main story are not mentioned. There are also many people who speculate about it. From the perspective of religious background, the author chose one of them, "Satan Says" .

　　Mostima, Hebrew means "maliciousness" and "hate", and Aramaic means "condemnor". It is also described as the angel of disaster, the father of all evil, and the flatterer of God.

　　It will also instigate mortals to indulge in the pursuit of desires, doing a job similar to a certain snake in the Garden of Eden, cutting Satan into dozens of pieces, and letting him go in one of them.

　　From this point of view, it is not accidental that Mostima found the staff, but his approval and choice, serving the plot

　　
　
(End of this chapter)