Unlimited See the Ancient

"It's not maybe, it's definitely. What you are tired of is just a performance arranged by others, not a real battle. Do you know our ancient Chinese silk-drawing or puppet show?"

"I saw it once when I woke up." Rama faintly sensed what Qin Mo wanted to say.

"So Mr. Brave, do you think you are similar to a marionette?"

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This sentence is too much.

This directly caused the "brother" Lakshman next to Rama to show an expression of wanting to eat Qin Mo.

"What exactly are you trying to say?" Rama didn't show any anger.

"You lead me to dance like flying, and you lead me to know how to advance and retreat. This is a thread play. Aren't you also under the entanglement of fate, sleeping, waking up, and fighting again and again, isn't it like it?"

In the secluded world, Qin Mo, whose "spiritual vision" ability was infinitely magnified, once observed something very interesting.

A colorful and vivid "carpet".

Silk threads of thousands of colors are woven into endless patterns of hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, billions, and trillions.

And no pattern is the same.

The vast and endless carpet-like weave of various colors is the so-called "fate" in this world.

"Maybe!" Rama sighed heavily.

A marionette?Might actually be a bit like that.

But the position he was in was beyond Qin Mo's comprehension.

"You despicable godslayer, how dare you slander brother like that, you fool who can't even appreciate the greatness of brother!"

Rama didn't make any movement, but "brother" Lakshman made the first move in anger.

He took the opportunity to grab the Divine Sword of Salvation and pulled it out.

In an instant, a platinum beam of light rose into the sky.

"It's been a long time since the power of the real divine sword of salvation has been seen for a long time."

Although Lancelot does not agree with Lakshman's approach, he can also understand why the "brother" would do this.

"A mere demon king should be reduced to ashes by the power of the divine sword."

Lakshman let out a low laugh.

The terrifying platinum beam of light dissipated, and the figures of Qin Mo and Alexander disappeared.

"Be careful, if they can be defeated so easily, then they won't be able to kill the gods."

Especially Qin Mo's strength, Rama thought he still had a certain understanding, he didn't think that Lakshman's sneak attack could ruin those who had defeated him.

"coming!"

Rama seemed to feel something.

But the target of the comer was not him, and the thunder and lightning pierced through Lakshman in an instant.

"Black Prince" Alexander killed Lakshman without hesitation.

"As a subordinate god, you dare to be so arrogant."

Just now Alexander suffered a purely innocent disaster, and Lakshman's real target is Qin Mo.

That platinum beam of light could really endanger his life.

Alexander, who had suffered such a big loss for nothing, naturally couldn't let it go. Although Alexander kept saying that he was different from other godslayers, is a godslayer demon king so easy to offend?

After avoiding the attack of the Divine Knife of Salvation with super speed, he waited for the opportunity to launch a fatal blow to Lakshman from the air.

"Hmph, stupid godslayer, even in the shadow of the strongest "steel", I still have a small part of immortality."

Lakshman, who was supposed to be dead, made a sound again, and the pierced part became a shadow-like existence.

"There is a small part of immortal divinity? Then kill you a few more times to see if you can be resurrected!"

Alexander admitted that this subordinate god really made him murderous.

"I think we should calm down a bit."

Rama stood in front of Lakshman and confronted Alexander.

"I've been very calm."

Alexander's tone was calm, and his killing intent did not diminish in the slightest.

The last king who killed the demon king and him as the demon king are absolutely on the opposite sides of life and death.

"No, you are not as calm as you said, Godslayer, can't you detect the crisis? We have no time to fight here anymore."

Lancelot's slightly helpless voice sounded.

Alexander was quite keen. After hearing Lancelot's words, he realized the crux of the problem.

"That bastard is gone, no, this is..."

"Boom boom boom boom boom------!!!"