The Reincarnator Fails Miserably

The reincarnator dropped the ink pen: "Next, it's time for me to appear."

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Abontehuim.

"Sky Strike? Who launched the Sky Strike? Jibril?" Azrael observed the battle situation below, but did not get the answer she wanted.

The other Flügel were also a little flustered, and they all shook their heads in the same way: "I don't know, the Sky Strike just now did hit the fleet of the Elves and Goblins, and the angle seems to be launched from here, but it doesn't make sense."

Some Flügel launched space transfer, some Flügel began to explore, and some flew into the sky.

But this kind of mobilization will instead fall into the eyes of other races, and with the hit of Sky Strike, this is probably already an inexplicable situation.

It was destined to be treated as a declaration of war, even if it wasn't the Italian cannon fired by the Flügel, it was the first shot they fired.

Azrael calmed down, she raised her hand, and her voice was transmitted to the ears of the Flügel through the spiritual network: "Don't be confused! Calm down, Raphael, you lead the Nine Wings to attack the goblin fleet, Mika You take ten to sixteen wings to meet the elves' troops. There is no need to attack all the goblins. The opponent has marrow explosion, just entangle them. The key point is the elves, don't let them have a chance to fight back... ..."

She was about to speak, but suddenly, the space was displaced.

The white space came into view, hundreds of Flügel were enveloped by some kind of power in the blink of an eye, and they came to the expanded and vast Jade Seat, all Flügel reacted, immediately lowered their heads, and knelt down before the Creator.

Azrael was at the forefront, and she said: "My lord, please allow me to start a war with the two races below. The arrow is on the line. As long as we can seize the initiative, we will definitely present you with victory."

"The first individual..." Artosh raised her golden eyes, she was smiling, and her deep laughter shook the space: "This is exactly what I have been waiting for, it is really a long time, a long and lazy time ...but that's the end of the laziness and laziness."

The proud God of War raised eighteen pairs of wings covering his body, revealing his perfect figure in the sun.

Azrael trembled in her heart, she tremblingly said: "Please forgive me, my lord, with all due respect, the two races below are not enough for my lord..."

"No, you don't understand." Artoxiu lowered her hands and gave up her lazy posture. She was full of fighting spirit that could subvert the sky: "The group of creatures are just a foil...people who are qualified to be my opponents , from the beginning to the end, there is only one! In order to confront me as the strongest, how much effort have you put in, after all, you did not make me wait..."

She seems to be looking at someone from a long distance, and she seems to be talking to someone, but almost none of the Flügel present can understand... God's wisdom, insight, and power are beyond the comprehension of Flügel Yes, but perhaps, Azrael can understand that these words are not as profound as imagined, what is expressed in words is joy and excitement.

"Since the challenge letter has been received, I should also express it as a reward for you..." Artosh opened his lips and said lightly: "Everyone, prepare for battle—!"

After the words fell, the phantom species of Abant Heim also uttered a high-pitched whale song. All the Flügel present levitated up and spread their wings. It came from the Creator's will, and they could not and would not be able to resist.

The will of the God of War ravages the sky, the earth, and the space, and the instructions she issued represent only one meaning.

The power beyond Sky Strike, with the power of God of War Artosh at the center, all the Flügel released Sky Strike, and finally gathered [God Strike].

Stared at by the creator's golden eyes, Azrael sighed softly in her heart, and then she also showed a ferocious expression like a bird of prey.

Since the master decided to take action, her thoughts and all the wishes of the race below became worthless.

If the weak show off their cleverness, there is only one response that the strong should give.

Suppress with absolute strength.

This is the truth of the strong.

If you can't break through all methods with one force, it's nothing more than you are not strong enough.

With such a simple and clear answer, there is no need to hesitate any longer.

So Azrael said: "Dedicate your wings to the master, show absolute power to the weak, and ravage them!"

Eight hundred Flügel flew into the sky at the same time, and under the guidance of the will of the gods, the power of the Sky Strike gathered together, causing the heaven and earth to weep.

The fleet in the sky, the residents on the earth, countless pairs of eyes are staring at the sky, revealing pure awe of power, the huge vortex that stirs the sky is bred with incomparable terrifying energy, as if there is a hand stirring in the clouds, unarmed Ingesting the source flow from the Elven Corridor, the huge energy is constantly intertwined, condensed and compressed in the vortex, and the energy of billions of tons is condensed, turning into a pitch-black sun.

The gods simulated the scenery of the destruction of stars, and the surface of the sphere is filled with dark red annihilation scenery all the time, chaotic storms, dead stars, expanding energy, collapsing mass... This trick is not subtle, but it is subtle To the limit, it is a scenery that cannot be imitated by any martial art, and it explains a simple but profound truth.

Strength comes from destruction.

Everything is reduced to ashes!

God strike!

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Zhenhong showed a slumped expression, and at this moment she finally understood what Su Bai meant by "invincible". Withstood a sky strike, even ten times a hundred times the sky strike, but the terrifying force in front of him could destroy this planet in an instant, far more than a thousand times more than the sky strike?

But she still issued an order to release all the zero protection of the void... The goblin side also issued an order.Unleashing all the marrow explosions... The contracted dragon spirits also sacrificed their lives and released twelve bursts of collapse. The destructive power caused by this scale of energy is also considerable. When everyone looks forward to seeing them all meet When the dark sun came out, everything was gone.

Perhaps the power of this destructive weapon can shatter the earth, but the power of a divine strike is enough to shatter the stars.

"Sure enough, it's useless." Zhenhong issued an order, her rationality was still there, but her strength had gradually dissipated, and she became so calm: "Launch the fourth long-lasting protection... Even if you know it's futile, you should still struggle." You have to work hard."

This is no different from taking a piece of paper to block an Italian cannon. No matter how the paper is stacked, it is just paper...

What will happen next can be guessed without data analysis. The energy of this scale will be released the moment it touches the surface, and the swirling black sun will eventually expand and spread out, covering an area of ​​at least three One-third of the planet's surface.

The power of God Strike will sweep across the entire continent, and then penetrate the earth's crust, and even destroy the elven corridor inside the planet. All races present will die, and no one will be spared, except themselves who are aloof... In this way, this great battle will also There will be a full stop.

The star cup will be taken away by the strongest in the end. This is indeed a shockingly simple result, an ending that even children can guess. It is so natural, there is no suspense, and it is clear at a glance.

Staring at the magic strike above her head, Zhenhong remembered someone who kidnapped her partner, and whispered: "Is this the result you want?"

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At the same time, standing on the cliff under the doomsday scenery, Rick lifted his cloak, took a deep breath, and pressed the button in his hand: "Here we are, this is what we are waiting for... traffic control, Diankai!"

Traffic control is one of the pseudonyms, manipulating the flow direction of the vector, no matter how exaggerated the energy flow is, it is just flow, by superimposing enough traffic control, it can change the direction of flow, so the plan is very simple... the power of God Strike Induce it downwards, and induce it to hit the elven corridor buried deep under the earth. As long as it hits the elven corridor, the Star Cup will appear.

For this reason, the battle situation was laid out in advance, which is the result of a well-designed game.

The induction of the battlefield is achieved by people of multiple races. It is difficult to lock a specific location in theory, but with Qi Yuexue accompanying Zhenhong for several years, she has enough time to lock an area. Follow the layout of the elves and move quietly, and at the same time plant enough traffic controls here, the number of which is [-] in total.