Ouroboros' Dimensional Journey

The figure of ouroboros was summoned by the four seasons, and the golden eyes stared at Artosh in the mid-air indifferently, opened his mouth, and a white light so bright that it illuminated the sky appeared, and the scarlet sky was instantly torn apart , dyed pure white.

This is the overwhelming power of Four Seasons relying on the infinite characteristics of ouroboros, pure, domineering and irresistible.As long as a little time interference is performed, the infinite perpetual motion machine is enough to generate immeasurable energy in an instant.

Because the space can't bear the energy gathered and woven in an instant, it peels off in pieces amidst the wailing sound, revealing the hidden deep darkness.

Standing on top of the Ouroboros, Siji thought leisurely: "This time, it has become a 2.0 upgraded breath, maybe it can be called "Dragon God's Tucao"?"

Whether it's the joking "Dragon God's Tucao", or the playful "Destruction Burst Blast", or even the "Sky Strike" or "God Strike" in front of you, despite the appearance and structure Even the types of energy are different, but they are all the same in essence, they are all purely strong and weak. My energy is stronger than yours in magnitude, more massive than yours in quality, and more efficient in use. Taller than you, so I can easily win, it's as simple and crude as it gets, but it works.

White light shot out from the mouth of Ouroboros, crossed the starlight, and met the "God Strike". The tailed snake retreated steadily in front of the breath.

The vortex originally generated by the collision between the two sides did not dissipate. Instead, under the unknown force, it absorbed the abnormal concentration of elves in the source, and swept away in all directions, turning into the energy of a terrifying shock wave.

In the face of this absolute power, the combination of particles that constitute all things disintegrated, splitting the sky, shattering the earth, and splitting the ocean.The shock wave alone is enough to wipe out some weak races. In the face of this terrifying power, everything is meaningless.

The first to bear the brunt were the Phantasmal Avant Heim who was watching the battle from a close distance, and the two Flügel who were watching the show on its back, Final Dragon and Jibril.

Azrael's reaction was just to stare dumbfounded at the constantly retreating "God Strike", with a broken look on her face. Obviously, to her, the scene in front of her was like a nightmare.

"You won't really become a fool, right? Sure enough, you can't count on Senior Azrael."

Just when Jibril spread her wings and was about to bring Azrael away with Tianyi, Zhong Long calmly said in the dragon spirit language: "Shield!"

Anyway, it didn't take long for him to completely dissipate in the world, and the final dragon used the remaining power without any scruples. The Dragon King who has the title of the strongest dragon showed a corner of his powerful strength.

Sensing that the creepy sense of crisis had passed, Jibril patted her ordinary chest and sighed: "I said, these days, even being a spectator is so dangerous."

Hearing Jibril's words, Zhonglong smiled heartily, and said in a gentle voice: "I didn't expect that the winged personality created by Artosh would be so interesting. Maybe, I need to change my opinion about him. I'm really curious about this What kind of changes has happened to him over the past ten thousand years?"

"I think that the creator, as the god of war, would prefer you to keep the original 'strong and invincible' impression." Jibril complained: "However, you have been dead for [-] years, old man. It doesn't really matter what you think."

Zhong Long nodded approvingly: "That's right, the thoughts of the defeated opponent are but a passing cloud to the victor."

Just when Shiji's "Dragon God Tucao" was about to hit everyone headed by Artosh, the surrounding space suddenly became blurred, and the world seemed to be covered with a layer of mosaic.Then, ouroboros breath disappeared.

At the same time, there was a roar on the distant horizon, the void was pierced, the space was distorted, and the powerful energy annihilated everything, obviously a terrifying force acted on this place.

There was a sneer on the corner of Siji's mouth, and he stretched out his hand in front of him, "Playing with the space in front of me? It's so daring."

After a tearing sound, all this finally returned to calm again.

The light and heat gradually dissipated, and the figures of Artosh and many Flügel became clear in the sky.

At this moment, even Jibril clenched her hands nervously, "Is the result out?"

Presented in front of everyone was Artoxiu who took the lead. He didn't know when there was a golden spear in his hand. The sharp point of the spear pointed directly at the four seasons. But behind the originally tall and mighty figure, it was obvious that two spears were missing. Wings, obviously, he didn't get out of the whole body just now.

Behind Artosh, hundreds of young girls in loose cool clothes landed on the back of the Phantasmal Avant Heim, with tired faces.

The aura of the injured Artoxiu not only did not fall, but was rising unbelievably. The sense of existence on his body was expanding at an unconventional speed, and the mass was increasing. The concept of covering the sky, the earth, and the world was about to melt Appear to be tangible.

As the embodiment of the concept of 'war', Artoxiu can gain strength from war, malice, and fighting.This great battle to determine the ownership of the world in front of him will undoubtedly become the food for Artosh's strength. This is the essence of the God of War. He can become stronger forever, and he is undoubtedly the strongest in the world-if the four seasons do not exist.

Artoxiu's golden eyes shone brightly, and he laughed heartily and said, "Haha, it's this kind of blood-boiling feeling, this is the battlefield where life and death hang by a thread!"

"Huh? This feeling..." Four seasons turned into golden vertical eyes reflecting Artoxiu's figure, and then seemed to find something, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he laughed happily: "Interesting, really interesting. Since Artoxiu you do everything At this level, then I will not let you down. Next, please enjoy this wonderful and final battle!"

As if to prove his words, a divine sword appeared in Si Ji's hands, the blade was covered with a layer of mist, and the sharp cold light made people feel cold just by looking at it, and there was a thin trace of light in the space where the blade was located. Black marks, vaguely able to see the deep nothingness behind.

Chapter 38 "Aren't you going to pull my back?"

How long did the war all over the planet last?The time has been so long that even the races participating in the war are too lazy to count, and many exhausted races are still fighting for the throne of the only god.

It is precisely because of this that, as Artosh, the god of war, his strength is also growing infinitely with the war. This can be seen from the strength of the Flügel individuals he created in the later period. The last non-staff individual created based on special motives It is even more powerful than the Flügel.

"Next, please enjoy this wonderful and final battle!

Hearing the words of the four seasons, Artoxiu was even more happy: "This is what I have been waiting for for so long!"

After Artoxiu's eyes glanced at the divine sword that gave him a premonition of death in Shiji's hands, he solemnly raised the golden spear in his hand, and the thoughts of destruction that made the gods of heaven and earth shudder began to gather. Extraordinary power can be called "unreasonable power", and even the order of the planet can be easily distorted.

Seeing the golden spear in the hands of the God of War, a wave flashed in Zhong Long's eyes. He was killed by this spear. In the hands of the God of War, the golden spear could burn out even time. As a multi-time life In his body he was killed.

"The world thinks that 'God Strike' is my strongest blow. This is true, but this is the blow when I was the strongest. Now, I am weak, and the weak have the fighting style of the weak..."

Many spells emerged from Artosh's golden spear, harmoniously and uniformly gathering and unifying this extraordinary power——

Adding multiple engraving spells to the attack spell, in order to achieve a more concentrated and sharper magic blade, this is the principle of the simple and crude theory believed by the goblin spiritual equipment;

Divide the circuit linking the elf corridor, use multiple spells, and produce huge elves with the lowest consumption. This is the manipulation method of the elf circuit referring to the elves;

Imitate the dragon spirit, amplify and concentrate one's present, past, and future power at a point in time through reflection, so as to achieve infinite power;

Referring to the strength of giants...

As long as it is a skill or technique that can increase the chances of winning in battle, Artosh will use it without hesitation.As the god of war, he can easily master all the skills for killing more conveniently on the battlefield as long as he needs it, and bring forth new ones—the reason why he didn’t have it in the past is because he doesn’t need it, even the strongest final dragon can’t bring it. threaten him.

The strong hone their claws, while the weak hone their skills and experience their wisdom. It is precisely because Artoxiu puts himself in the identity of the weak so easily that Shiji officially responds with the Amazono Sword.

Zhong Long's calm expression finally changed, and he shook his huge dragon head in disbelief. What did he see? As the strongest God of War, he actually used the skills that "ants" in his eyes had, even if they were delicate, It has been condensed thousands of times, and it has become an existence that can be called the skill of a god. The most basic traces can still be seen with the sharp eyesight of Zhonglong.

"Seeing such a wonderful battlefield and such an interesting scene, everything I've been living on in the past is worth it."

When everything was closed, Artoxiu pointed at the golden gun in his hand, and all the substances within the range exploded, bursting out with dazzling white light, and even the four seasons felt a sharp edge, obviously, this was enough to pose a threat to him attack.

"Unfortunately, it's just a threat, not even a premonition of death." Four Seasons sighed, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes: "In this world, Artoxiu, you are indeed stronger than common sense, stronger than the limit, But also in 'this world'. Farewell! "Sword strike"!"

A sword strike like an aurora appeared, tearing the world apart, and the space was pulled and distorted.The pure white light turned into endless sharp blades, devouring everything along the path of this sword light.