Above the gray fog

Lin Shan: [Not certain death? It seems that miracles are possible.]

A plain piece of paper: [As you said, the remaining probability is called miracle.]

A plain piece of paper: [It is no longer necessary. The destruction of the gray fog universe is already doomed.]

Lin Shan: [I remember that you said the most that fate is not predetermined. What? Did you change your words?]

A plain piece of paper: [Precisely because it is not predetermined, you still have the probability of miracle.]

Lin Shan: [Maybe, but I don’t want to give up the belief that I picked up with great difficulty so easily.]

After more than ten seconds, the parchment did not send any more messages.

Lin Shan got up and opened the door.

His residence is the cloud palace provided by Yuanting. Most of the strong people who have no tribe in the outside world like him also live here.

In front of him is the whistling sea of ​​clouds.

It looks like the palace is flying, but in fact, the clouds are being pushed by invisible energy.

Lin Shan first looked to both sides. Next to the palace where he lived, dozens of other palaces stood neatly.

Then he looked into the distance, his sight penetrated the layers of energy ripples.

On a cloud about thousands of kilometers away, two gods were fighting fiercely.

One was a human, wearing black armor, with a resolute face and a yellow beard, and he looked like a barbarian overall.

He held a huge sword, and the blade exuded a sharp breath.

The opposite was not a humanoid, but a standing pterosaur, covered with black and purple scales, emitting a cold light.

It did not use weapons, and its sharp claws were its most deadly weapon.

The sword and claws kept colliding, and the aftermath of the battle continued to spread, and the shock wave swept around like a storm.

The people watching the battle nearby exerted their own strength to offset these destructive shock waves and prevent them from destroying the palace group behind.

The two people fighting were not too strong, or in other words, their current battle was just a small fight, and they were itching to learn from each other, so there was nothing to watch.

Lin Shan turned his gaze to the spectators.

There were a few people among them that he was more concerned about.

An old man in a white robe, holding a long staff, had a kind face, but his eyes revealed deep wisdom.

Whenever the aftermath of the battle approached, he gently waved the long staff, and the blue light expanded like a shield, easily dissolving the impact.

The other was a strong man in a red cloak, holding a huge war hammer in his hand, faintly revealing a terrifying pressure.

His eyes were sharp, and he was full of disdain when watching the two people fighting.

Another was a slender woman in a green long skirt, holding a silver longbow in her hand, with a faint light flashing on the bowstring.

Her eyes were calm, and she watched the battle intently, and she seemed to be interested in getting involved.

The two seemed to be angry, and their attacks gradually became heavier.

The battle became more and more intense.

A powerful energy suddenly burst out from the barbarian's body, and the sword instantly became as hot as fire, slashing at the pterosaur-shaped monster with unparalleled power.

The pterosaur didn't react in time, and its wings were cut off by a knife. It let out a painful roar.

The barbarian took advantage of the victory and split the scales on the pterosaur, and blood splattered.

With a shrill roar, the pterosaur counterattacked madly, and its claws grabbed the barbarian with destructive power.

The barbarian dodged the attack of the claws, and the sword backhandedly chopped off another claw of the pterosaur.

The pterosaur roared in pain, and red light flashed in its eyes.

Affected by an inexplicable influence, the barbarian's retreat suddenly stopped for a moment. The pterosaur took this opportunity to slash out with another claw, knocking the barbarian away, leaving a huge claw mark on his chest, and blood flowed along the crack.

The spectators showed surprised expressions. Could these two guys be serious?

Didn't we agree that it was just a competition...

"Good!" The woman in the green skirt and holding a longbow cheered loudly, "Good fight!" She also made a fist-throwing motion and quickly stepped forward to throw dozens of punches.

This scene attracted the cold eyes of more than ten people around.

"How can we tolerate internal fighting when we are facing a powerful enemy?" The old man in white robe scolded.

The woman in the green skirt rolled her eyes, "They are fighting, why are you being so fierce to me? If you have the guts, go and be fierce to them."

The old man in white robe shook his head gently, as if he was worried that the two would get serious, and advised, "Since it is a competition, stop at a certain point. Don't forget that the enemy has entered the gray fog. They want to destroy the gray fog universe, which is equivalent to wanting to kill us. This strength should be saved for hitting the enemy."

The tit-for-tat atmosphere between the barbarians and the pterosaur did not dissipate at all because of the persuasion.

The pterosaur took a deep breath, and a gale of several hundred levels blew around.

As the air was sucked in, its body suddenly expanded, 100 meters, 1,000 meters, 100,000 meters, 10 million meters... its head directly reached the top of this world.

A buzzing sound came from above.

"It cut off my wings and claws. He was the first to get serious. I don't want to swallow this loss."

The huge pterosaur was like a moving mountain, covering the sky and the sun.

Its eyes were cold, and the murderous intent surged, as if it wanted to crush everything in front of it.

"Come on!" The barbarian roared suddenly, and the sword in his hand burst into a blazing light, soaring into the sky, rushing straight to the huge pterosaur.

His speed was like lightning, leaving deep cracks in the clouds.

The pterosaur waved its huge wings violently, like two huge curtains unfolding in the air.

Every flap would bring up a strong wind, tearing the clouds apart, and the air was filled with a destructive atmosphere.

The barbarian swung his sword vigorously, the blade cut through the sky, and slashed at the pterosaur with endless anger.

However, the scales of the pterosaur were as hard as steel after the enlargement, and although the sword was sharp, it was difficult to completely break through the defense.

The pterosaur pounced suddenly, and its tail lashed the barbarian like a huge whip, knocking him away.

The barbarian rolled in the air, blood spilled all over the sky, but he gritted his teeth, held the sword with both hands, and suddenly rushed towards the pterosaur again with the help of the rotation force.

This time, he aimed at the neck of the pterosaur, and the sword chopped down like lightning.

The pterosaur roared, and its huge claws swung out suddenly, and the powerful force threw the barbarian into the distance.

The barbarian fell like a meteor, his body torn into pieces, and his blood dyed the sky red.

The spectators showed helpless expressions, this battle had gone beyond the scope of sparring.