I, the Heir of Heroes

Jia Luo met Artoxiu's eyes and said.

"This is the [dualism] of interdependence, and the ignorant pursuit of one side can never be satisfied."

Accompanied by the quiet voice, Artosh stared at the slender body in front of him.

"—In that case, the same kind who call themselves [Evil God]."

Pointing at the other party with the Spear of Radiance in his hand, he asked.

"—As long as I start a war with you and lose, will I know I'm the strongest?"

"Maybe. But, at least now, you will never lose to me."

Hearing Jia Luo's first words, God of War seemed obviously disappointed.

However, the affirmation in that tone rekindled the fire in Artosh's heart.

"Prayed and longed for, born with the essence of [War], so you have become the strongest in nothingness. Please forgive my selfishness, this journey is my journey to find the answer and the next path for myself. Now, You are not challenging me, but I am attacking you with my own weakness. You just need to swear that you are the strongest as always."

"Let me witness the strongest in this world, let me touch the pinnacle of this world."

【Evil God】—Gara is very clear.

The gun of light held by the god of war can burn everything, even his own flesh and blood constructed from [all the evils of this world], the muscles and bones will be completely melted.

The end of the ego's life and facing death in the real sense are two situations.

The so-called original goal has long been left behind, and now what fills Jia Luo's body is to swing the sharp blade towards the strongest, and to experience this long-awaited "happiness" carefully.

"Then in the not-too-distant future—will you give me an answer?"

"Well, absolutely. I can conclude that you will also lose, and the day when you will lose because of the strongest will come. At that time, you will know what the so-called strong is, and what is the weak..."

"Ah~ So that's the case, the answer to the doubts that have plagued me for thousands of years is already in front of me."

God of War finally showed a look of relief and anticipation.

Stepping down from the throne step by step, he finally gave up his gaze overlooking everything.

It was the sound of the ground collapsing and collapsing, as if even the world couldn't bear the quality of Artosh, and began to wail.

"It's really meaningful and extremely pleasant communication, abandoning the strongest of the same kind."

Artoxiu walked up to Jia Luo, and the difference in size between the two could not reduce the fighting spirit and hidden strength of the two.

Take the junction of eyes as the dividing line, where substantive momentum and oppression collide.

Just this kind of fighting created the impact of overturning the dome and crushing the ground.

——【Pure Evil】

Muttering, Jia Luo raised the corner of his mouth and called out his weapon.

"Your existence is more worthy of praise than that poor dragon..."

Artoxiu firmly grasped the scorching light in his hand, and slowly lifted it over his forehead.

"So, fulfill your request—but don't just die!"

Light guns swung from top to bottom.

Time and space and cause and effect lose their color under this mighty force.

Jia Luo slammed back and stepped firmly.

——[One-half of the fake Avesta book]

——[Death Thirst]

——【Compilation of the Wedge of Destiny of Birth】

——[Vientiane False Reputation]

Noble Phantasm, unfold!

The spear of thorns devouring the light pierced his skin, and the blood-stained tip of the spear greeted the God of War's announcement the next moment.

boom!

This is the end of a planet's life, a doomsday scene of an inward collapse.

Chapter 63 Defeat

After the boom that shook the world dissipated, a city that had long since lost its original grandeur was revealed.

The ground was plowed flat, and the elements that made up the space were destroyed. I am afraid that Abant, who was under the body of the two gods, suffered the most damage under such an impact.

Fortunately, the body structure of the Phantasmal Species is not as simple as imagined.

As long as the core is not damaged, it can be restored to the best state infinitely through the repair of the elves.

However, if you want to compare who is more miserable, I am afraid that no one can beat Jia Luo who has a strong blow against the God of War.

Half of the upper body was wiped out, and the broken marks of the wounds still flowed with substantive elven light.

The scorching light gun passed only a few millimeters away from the side head.

——[Death Thirst]