I, the Heir of Heroes

This is a skill developed by Jia Luo by integrating his own power and analyzing the deep essence of [God Species].

With the help of the elf corridor infiltrated by [All the Evils of This World], the death of the elves is accelerated by squeezing the output of the essence in the body, thus causing the phenomenon of gnawing the world and causing a large-scale space annihilation.

Every snowflake-like black spot in the field of vision is the manifestation of the power in Jia Luo's body, and every black spot can bring about a swift and exaggerated chain reaction.

The moment all the holes merge together, the huge black hole sphere that can swallow the concept of [existence] will burst out with unparalleled terrifying power.

The ideal is beautiful. The purpose of Galo creating this skill is to be able to deal with multiple enemies at once.

However, the reality is "cruel", and the power of high hopes seems to have no effect.

It slowly fell to the ground, and the skeletal cloth of Jia Luo's lower body was flying under the billowing smoke.The height of several thousand meters was abruptly cut off, and black potholes appeared here on this desolate continent.

At the same time, the dragon spirits dressed in dark armor were flapping their wings intact, floating ten kilometers away from Jia Luo while retreating and watching.

The silver-white halo that covered his whole body obviously contained pitifully few elves compared to Galo's skills just now, but it seemed like such a thin barrier that protected them from the suffering of death.

Is this really true?

Such an unimaginable way of using power is a field that Jia Luo has never touched.Although the other party is the overlord who has stood in this sea of ​​stars for thousands of years, the pursuit of the essence of his life is nothing more than a collection of fairy corridors.

"Sure enough, it still needs to be verified in actual combat!?"

Slightly measuring the side of his head, Jia Luo turned his indifferent eyes aside.In addition to the four-headed dragon spirits standing still and guarding, there is another living body moving away from the center of the battlefield at an extremely fast speed.

"Fleeing without fighting? No, it seems that you are aware of the difference in rank between the two sides, and choose to preserve your vitality...a decisive decision! However, you are too contemptuous of me."

The world changed with Jia Luo's thoughts, and there were obvious fluctuations in the shaking space.

Rene Zillman is also not a fool who only knows pleasure and purely pursues pleasure. As a warrior of the dragon spirit, he is undoubtedly qualified.

The moment it sensed the intentions of the gods, it quickly patted the dragon's wings, and with the bang that shook the world, it led the remaining subordinates to charge towards Jia Luo's foothold.

Of course, it is easy to speculate that it is more appropriate to gather strength than to be broken one by one.

Rene Zillman never thought that he could escape from the hands of the gods so easily.If it is an ordinary and newborn young god, then gathering the power of the dragons may be able to fight against it, or even crusade against it.

However, judging from the power fluctuations just now, the forbearance that has been developed since the beginning of the war, coupled with its own strength, such an existence is simply not something small characters like them can handle.

Death is never the most terrifying and tragic thing in this boring world, unable to realize one's own value, living in vain is the most tragic ending for all living beings.

At least—Leine Zillman hopes to use their sacrifices to create a little gap, provide a safe escape channel for his companions, and convey the news.

Using Farona's space scale as an anchor, it shuttled to the same position as Galo at the same time, and took the lead in beating its wings, gushing out a passionate breath from its bloody mouth.

The crimson storm of destruction instantly enveloped the small body of Jia Luo, and then a dragon claw suddenly grabbed the junior whom he had chosen as the escape target, and Rene Zillman kicked him into the distance forcefully.

The other three dragon spirits, who arrived a few seconds later, offered their power in coordination at the same time, covering the position of Jia Luo with the unique breath flame of the race.

“[One-half of the fake Avesta book]”

In the turbulent flames, the indifferent and cold notice of the gods echoed in the ears of the dragon spirits.

The murmurs of unknown meaning set off alarm bells in their hearts, and Rene Zillman immediately led his subordinates to end the attack, flapping their wings and flying high to look for the next opportunity for confrontation.

All that is left is the devastated land again.

【effective! 】

Decisively retreating, sensing that his companions were gradually evacuating to a safe location in the distance, Rene Zillman focused all his attention on dealing with the enemy in front of him.

"Very good, betting everything on us, it is bound to delay His footsteps here!"

It seems that the effective blocking has given them a lot of self-confidence.

Turned into the center of the hot lava hell, only a pair of eyes that were scarlet than the sun remained intact in the scorched figure.

Staring at his tragic wound indifferently, Jia Luo loosened his somewhat stiff bones, and stared at the shrunken pupils of the dragons, showing his own strength.

【what is this! ?Rebirth of the body! ?Why does this spirit species have such an inefficient and useless life structure! ?】

The scab formed in an instant, and Jia Luo then revealed the healthy and intact skin just now.

Ignoring the group of dragon spirits who were thinking and questioning frantically, Jia Luo recalled the treasured treasure just unfolded, and whispered at the corner of his mouth.

"In the end, there is only such a crude attack method! Now, what is unknown to me is the unique language of their race. It seems that this can only end like this-the so-called dragon spirit species, that's what it is That’s all. By the way, let’s verify another guess.”

With deep disappointment towards the upper race, Jia Luo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he launched an attack again.

It seemed to be the same movement as before, but the ominous feeling contained in it made Rene Zillmann's movement a beat slower.

Skillfully manipulating the space, Jia Luo disappeared in place.

"Don't think about it!"

"and many more……"

The same steps do not necessarily lead to the same results. Leine Zillman does not believe that a powerful existence that disappears in front of him will repeat meaningless failures.

If it can be made to make such a choice, then the opponent must have some kind of enemy-breaking technique that they don't understand.

However, the self-confident subordinates didn't think too much at all, they moved their own space and launched the same charge as last time.

That ominous premonition came true again.

This time, Rene Zillman, who came late this time, could only hold back the obstacles he hadn't spoken yet, and watched the deities ignore the sky-filled breath, and stretched out their slender palms from the crimson lava.

Then he grabbed it, smashed the dragon spirit in his hand with the evacuated Farona, and forcibly shot it down to the ground.