From the prototype, immortal

"What's wrong, aren't you used to fighting between gods?"

Ogas grinned, with a playful smile on his lips, as if he was already accustomed to the scene in front of him.

As he finished speaking, the long knife in his hand suddenly swung out, cutting through the void, bringing up a gust of wind. Then, dozens of dazzling mantras poured down like a meteor shower, each containing a series of continuous waves. The majestic power of the earth.

The power of these mantras intertwined into a complex and mysterious network in the air, instantly cutting the earth on the surface of the moon into pieces.

Driven by the will of Ogas, with him as the center, they spread out in all directions like blooming lotuses. Wherever they passed, the moon's landscape was completely reshaped, with ravines and dust everywhere, a doomsday scene, like the earth itself. Wailing, the mountains and rivers reshaped themselves under the will of Ogas.

Mishra stood not far away, witnessing all this, and was shocked beyond words.

As a mortal, although she relied on extraordinary perseverance to step by step reach a situation where she could fight with the gods, but when she really faced the battle between gods, the kind of power that could easily destroy the world and easily change the terrain still made her unable to fight. Feeling unprecedented pressure and uneasiness.

Her spear of light seemed so small in front of this power, like a small boat in the middle of strong winds and waves.

However, Mishra is not backing down, she is adapting, she is adapting.

With a mortal body, standing shoulder to shoulder with the gods, this is not only a dream, but also a lifelong goal for her.

She has sacrificed so much to get to this point. Whether it's sweat, tears, or blood, they all bear witness to her tenacity and unyieldingness.

She knows that she shoulders the important task of overthrowing the Kingdom of God and liberating all mankind. This is her mission and the meaning of her existence.

The Kingdom of God, that self-proclaimed supreme being in the universe, and its ruling class, the Seven Stars, are the enemies that Misra must defeat one by one.

Orgas, as an existence that can compete with Deus, the leader of the Seven Stars, is undoubtedly a powerful opponent, and at the same time, it is also a precious opportunity.

If Mishra can defeat Orgas, then she will be one step closer to defeating the entire kingdom of God and realizing her ideals.

This belief, like a burning flame, will never go out in her heart.

"I can't lose, I can't let all this hard work go to waste."

Mishra recited silently in her heart, her body trembling slightly due to nervousness, but her determination was as firm as a rock.

She began to adjust her breathing, gather strength, and prepare to face this seemingly impossible battle.

Facing the overwhelming power of mantra coming from Orgas, Mishra's spear of light split in an instant and turned into dozens of dazzling rays of light, each carrying her will and hope.

She threw these spears of light at a speed that almost defied the laws of physics, and each one hit the power of Ogas' mantra accurately.

A series of roars erupted in the air, and the light and the mantra collided with each other, producing a dazzling light and a powerful shock wave. The dust on the moon's surface was stirred up by this force, forming a small storm.

Energy overflowed, as if the entire universe was trembling at this moment.

Although Mishra's Spear of Light was not as powerful as Orgas's Mantra, with her precise control and unyielding will, it managed to maintain its balance and was not immediately destroyed.

"Huh, Aloila, I'm a little surprised that you can compete with me so far."

Ogas's voice sounded again, and this time, his tone was a little more serious and appreciative.

Being able to fight against himself to such an extent, Mishra is definitely not a creature in the pool.

However, Orgas would not show mercy.

He took a deep breath, and the muscles in his body tensed up, like a giant beast about to go berserk.

The long knife in his hand was raised again, and this time, he was ready to use more powerful moves to end the battle completely.

With his roar, an unprecedented wave of energy burst out from his body. This force was so powerful that the entire moon seemed to be enveloped by this force. The moon dust was stirred up by this force, forming a Small tornadoes formed, surrounding Ogas.

Ogas's long knife drew a perfect arc in the air. This arc was like the brightest meteor in the night sky, cutting through the tranquil moonlight. Accompanied by a deafening roar, a huge mantra power was like a chasm in the sky. Like lying between heaven and earth.

The power of this mantra contains endless destructive power, as if it can tear apart space and turn everything in front of it into nothingness.

It struck directly towards Mishra's location, the speed was staggering.

"Mithra!"

When Asura saw this scene, he felt an indescribable worry in his heart.

He knew the strength of Ogas well. Facing a powerful enemy like Ogas, even Asura could not guarantee his escape.

Asura didn't have time to think too much. He immediately ran in the direction of Mishra, trying to help her at the critical moment.

However, Mishra did not back down.

Retreating at this moment will only put yourself in a more passive situation.

She chose to concentrate all her mantra power into the spear of light in her hand.

Infused with the power of Mishra's mantra, it became extremely dazzling, as if it could illuminate the entire universe.

Even the armor formed by the power of Mishra's mantra began to disintegrate at this moment, turning into dots of light and integrating into the light gun in his hand.

Her spear of light, under the infusion of this power, began to emit an unprecedented light, so dazzling that even Asura had to squint his eyes to avoid being burned by it.

At this moment, Misra seemed to merge with the spear of light, becoming the embodiment of light and power.

The spear of light spun rapidly in Misra's hand, and then, like a flash of lightning, it crossed the boundaries of space and time and pierced directly into the power of Ogas's mantra.

The spear of light drew a bright light in the air, and this light collided with the power of Ogas's mantra in the air, making a deafening roar.

The collision between the two produced a huge energy fluctuation, which instantly turned the surrounding rocks and dust into powder, forming a vacuum zone.

The moment the two met, the entire universe seemed to be still, and a bright light burst out. It was the result of the collision of two extreme forces. Its light was so strong that it even temporarily covered the reflected sunlight of the moon.

Amid the roar, energy waves spread out in all directions like a tide. The rocks on the surface of the moon were lifted up by this force, forming countless craters.