The spirit of war in DNF is immortal.A

Chapter 358 The Peak Showdown
The tense atmosphere in the mainland in 982 did not ease with the passage of time, but became more and more tense.

The three major human nations have issued a genocide warning order through the Continental United Front Work Association. Under the pressure of the first human order in the mainland, also known as the mobilization order, all human forces began to spontaneously contribute their own strength.Hundreds of millions of soldiers, mercenaries, family warriors, college teachers and students, and reclusive warriors began to rush to the front line of combat, reinforcing the overwhelmed human defense line.

However, with the nine apostles of the demon world and Ozma, the ghost god of chaos, suddenly appeared in various places in the mainland.The defense line that had been stabilized began to be damaged on a large scale again, and many places collapsed with one blow.Human fighters were frightened by these existences that shouldn't have appeared, and their morale plummeted!

Whenever a battlefield begins to have a god-level existence, even a false god without a godhead.It already has the qualifications for a separate biography and record in the Continental Chronicle.In a duel of this level, the opponents of ordinary strength are no longer the decisive force.

In such a critical moment.The sudden appearance of many people who could not be hidden in the mainland finally made the guys who once claimed to be masters of the mainland stare dumbfounded, knowing their shallowness and ignorance.

At the far end of the heavenly world, beside the only passage to the demon world, there are dozens of figures standing quietly.

They are all pure human beings, almost equally divided between men and women. They seem to have nothing in common, but they are very consistent in age, that is, they are very old.Some people can't even see their old eyebrows clearly.

"It seems that we are inevitable this time." An old man with pure white hair and beard sighed and said slowly.

The old man looked very ordinary, wearing coarse clothes like an old man among ordinary people.But few people know that he is the founder of Fengquan Style, the number one fighter in the mainland who was once hailed as the strongest fighter - Feng Tian, ​​a demigod fighter.A person whose death has been recorded in the history books.He is also the patriarch of Feng Zhen, a master who has risen to fame among martial arts fighters today.

"Yes. Needless to say, Ozma, the ghost god of chaos, has reached the peak of a demigod, and is one step away from becoming a true god. Even the three dark knights under its command are also at the level of false gods... plus Oz Ma's "Nothingness of Chaos" organization, the king of the demon world, Kahn the Destiny, and the other eight apostles, Goblin King Gog, Tauren King Penard? Bloodhoof, Elvis King Rose? Shadow, Zombie King Caesar? Bone Prison In the past..." Another white-haired old woman also paused the crutch in her hand when she heard the words, and said with a sigh.

The old woman on crutches was also wearing the most common cloth gown, with her face full of wrinkles.But everyone present knew her identity - the strongest female battle mage in the mainland hundreds of years ago, the demigod-level Biyana battle god "blood-piercing battle god" Goliath, the same person who has been marked as dead.The crutch in his hand may seem inconspicuous, but in fact, countless aliens and humans died on it.It is far more powerful than some battle mages' glaring long weapons.

"I can't control that much anymore, even if I die, I have to fight. There is no compromise in the war of extermination." Another white-haired old man closed his eyes and said flatly.

The old man's clothes are very obvious. He is covered in white heavy plate armor, with a giant cross on his back and a dark blue light on his hands, so that people can know his identity at first sight - the light that shocked all the alien races in the mainland hundreds of years ago. The first clergyman of the church, the demigod-level clergyman Jean of the 'Spirit King of the God of Light' who is proficient in both divine arts and divine fist?Gracia.Is it also the famous beauty cleric Galantis in the Church of Light?Gracia's great-grandfather, who once illuminated Shapiro of the 'Five Sages'?Gracia's direct descendant.

"...It's just a death. At our age, we can live enough. It's a profit if we can kill a few apostles and a few kings before we die." Sol was carrying more than a dozen sharp knives and a worn-out straw hat. Delos smiled lightly and said.

"Hmph, they want to win easily, but they can't even think about it. The old knives haven't rusted yet!" GSD, with black cloth strips on his eyes and four or five sharp katanas on his waist, said slowly, feeling something quietly.

"I've already sent people to the heavens to look for Mr. John the Baptist. I hope he will come." On this occasion, Shalan, the current president of the Continental Magician's Union, is just a junior, and said respectfully.

"That guy, Old John, might not dare to come. The entire heaven depends on him and the other old gunmen. He is very reluctant to die. If the clan is to be exterminated, it will also be the destruction of our mainland humans, and it has little to do with their heavenly humans." With endless howls of ghosts and gods, the demigod-level soul-killing 'priest' Giger with the body guard of seven ghosts and gods, carrying three knives and daggers on his back, sneered quietly and responded.

"No, Old John also understands the principle of cold lips and teeth. He will not stop coming. It's just that the rest of the old guns have been reclusive for many years, and I'm afraid they can't be found." Hearing this, another well-dressed man standing in the corner The old woman shook her head sonorously, and said coldly.

If Paris were here, she would definitely find that the person who was speaking was the teacher who had taught her for many years.

The king of the mainland's wandering fighters, the demigod-level poison king 'Poison Widow' Yeris.

"Haha, it really is my dear Yelis, who knows me too well. How can I, John, just sit back and watch the crisis of the human beings in the mainland and ignore it? Jiger, an old bastard, knows how to slander Lao Tzu's image!"

As soon as Yelis finished her words, the ears of all the demigod-level fighters moved at the same time, and then a figure suddenly appeared in the crowd, smiling unrulyly at Yelis.

Cowboy hat, cowboy shoes, long blond hair with a haggard face, and two pistols with orange waves stuck in his waist.The old man walking towards him was like a prodigal son, smiling brightly.

"Damn you, damn old Verlicott!" Jiger said with a cold face, gritting his teeth regardless of his identity.

'Priest' Jiger and 'Sha Lan' Willikt had countless duels when they were young because of Yeris, the extremely beautiful and charming 'Poison Widow' at that time.The enmity lasted for hundreds of years from childhood to old age, and all the demigod-level masters present knew it well, so everyone smiled knowingly, and no one interrupted.

"Be quiet. They're here!" Jean, a demigod-level cleric with a firm and dignified expression?Gracia suddenly crossed her hand and said solemnly.

Then everyone's faces moved, and they looked solemnly at the black hole tunnel in front of them.

The Nine Apostles of the Demon Realm are very powerful, but due to the restrictions of the rules, they cannot directly reach the Arad Continent through the alien space.The image that Kahn of Destiny showed on the mainland before was just an afterimage, not his real body.If they really want to expose themselves to attack the creatures on the continent of Arad, in addition to being shrouded by the phenomenon of transfer, they must first reach the heavens through regular channels, and then from the heavens to the giant beasts of the sky, the tower of the sky, and so on. Just walk down.But the real ghost god Ozma is not so troublesome, he can break through the heterogeneous space directly and enter the Arad continent directly.

However, the human forces have already taken precautions, and it seems that they are not very worried about Ozma's miracle coming directly.

As for the kings of the Goblin, Tauren, Cat Demon, and Zombie races, they will not be taken seriously by the top human masters.

Kahn, the first apostle of the king of the demon world, and Ozma, the ghost of chaos, are the most powerful beings who want to destroy the human beings. None of the people present are their opponents, and even a few of them add up to a drop in the bucket .But this is not the case with the four kings of the four alien races who are the weakest among the opposing forces.Back then Goblin King Gogger once retreated in front of the 'silent great sword' Linus and the 'dazzling golden flash' Karnasis. The other three kings are actually similar, but far inferior to the demigod A junior pseudo-god at the level of the epic level can be resisted by only two human masters around the peak of the epic level, and can even be seriously injured.

This is Sha Lan, the president of the Magicians Guild, Richardson, the current president of the Church of Light, and Cang Yan, the president of the Swordsman's Guild?The reason why epic-level peak-level masters such as Sword Fury and Sean, the president of the Special Warriors Association, are still standing here.Their later purpose was to deal with the four kings of alien races.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

The crisp sound of the wind brought up a dozen or so figures that suddenly appeared from the black hole tunnel, standing still in front of the human forces.

"For this decisive battle, I have been waiting for a long time."

Kahn of Destiny is an extremely handsome man who is nearly five meters tall, with a black robe and a big cloak, double pupils and white hair, like an ancient king.After he appeared, he scanned the surroundings indifferently, then touched the white gloves on his hands, and said calmly.

"Karn, isn't it good to be your demon king? Why do you provoke us mainland humans!" An old human being covered in a mysterious magic robe floated off the ground and said coldly.It is the demigod-level elemental god 'Son of the Devil', an old relic who never shows up in Arad.

"Why? I think you guys know the answer better than me!" Kahn heard the words, his double-pupiled eyes flashed brightly, and he glanced at everyone coldly: "First, the eighth apostle's 'long-legged' Lotes, and then the eighth apostle. The Five Apostles' Invisible' Shilock. In less than a few decades, the transfer phenomenon of the demon world has removed two of our nine apostles! It can be seen that the rules of the planet Arad are rapidly swallowing the rules of the planet Terra. At this speed Let’s see, in a few hundred years, there will be no apostles or even life in the Demon Realm. What shall we do?”

"Of course you don't care. But we are going to fight to the death! All Terra planets are suitable for living in the dark, no matter whether they migrate to the heaven or the Arad world, they will not adapt, and they will only die in large numbers. As a demon world King, I must give my people a good living environment. In the end, I chose the most fertile and beautiful land in the continent of Arad. But now, this land is occupied by a group of inferior races. No There is no other way, I can only kill them all, and then turn the beautiful continent of Arad into a dark planet suitable for us demons to live in."

A trace of murderous intent flashed across Kahn's handsome face, the king of the Demon Realm, and he spread his hands unrulyly and said.

(End of this chapter)