The Overlord Journey of the God of Creation

Ignoring this line of sight, Aya walked straight towards the shadow follower, the old man in the mountain.

"Time, start to flow."

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"Boom!"

There was a loud noise, and it was not Lakyus who fell to the ground, but the shadow follower, the old man in the mountain.

A spot of light suddenly lit up on his sword, followed by a thunderstorm erupting from that spot.

The old man in Shadow Mountain reacted quickly and his judgment was very precise. He let go of his hand, and flew out with the iron sword with a huge momentum.

However, it was a little late for him to let go. In just such a short time, the iron sword was bent directly from the middle.And the shadow follower himself lost his balance all of a sudden.

Immediately afterwards, with the white feather arrow as the center, a thunderstorm exploded directly.

Lakyus watched this sudden change from a very close distance, dumbfounded.

The arrow appeared very suddenly, as if it had directly flashed onto the shadow follower's epee, so Lakyus didn't even realize that it was an attack from the longbowman, but regarded it as some kind of magical attack.

Electric sparks flickered in front of her, and the electrostatic attraction made a strand of hair on the side of her face flutter.

She didn't take any damage, but if the center of the lightning blast was closer to her...

With the power of this explosion, I am afraid that I will be directly electrocuted and cooked.

Her heart was beating rapidly, and Lakyus' underwear was completely soaked in cold sweat.

The young man came here along the street, he was carrying a blue longbow, and his expression was neither happy nor sad.

"The blue bow god..." Lakyus recognized the other party. "Wait a minute, could it be that the attack just now..."

Could it be that that is the power of the bow and arrow?

The boy walked up to Lakyus and turned to face the devil. He didn't ask Lakyus a word, or even look at her.

Lakyus sat slumped on the ground, watching the boy's back, her heart beating wildly.I don't know if it's because I just experienced the danger of life and death, or because of something else.

"You're not dead yet." Ling whispered.

"Stand up if you're not dead."

Hearing his words, the half-kneeling shadow follower slowly stood up.

The electromagnetic explosion caused him damage, as evidenced by the broken gauntlet, but it was not a fatal injury.

"How... how... did you..." the shadow follower said. "Why...I can't see..."

He didn't pay attention to the shadow of the arrow at all, and was hit.

"How did you do it? Because I am stronger than you, I did it."

Ling took the longbow from his back and held it lightly in his hand.

Only then did Lakyus notice that the so-called longbow in the boy's hand was clearly a double-edged giant sword!

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"Because I'm stronger than you, I can do it." Aya threw out tyrant-like remarks.

What you think you can't do, I can easily do because I am stronger than you.

The old man in the shadow stared at Aya's indifferent eyes, and he read a deeper meaning from it.

That is—the weak, just die obediently.

"You... are better than me?" The shoulders of the old man in the shadow follower trembled slightly, as if he had heard something very funny.

"Are you kidding...how can you be stronger than me...than me, the Grand Assassin standing at the top of the Heroic Spirit!" Come to mine!"

Ling looked at it silently, as if looking at a fool.

"Too deep into the drama, have you taken yourself as real? No, his spirit is incomplete..." Aya said to herself. "Because in the final analysis, it is a defective product."

"Defective product—huh?" The shadow follower bowed slightly, as if he was feeling angry.

"In this world...there is no...people who can fight against me exist!"

The shadow follower showed a disgusting smile, if his hideous expression was considered a smile.

"Although there is a little intelligence on the surface, the soul itself is incomplete." Aya was still talking to herself. "It's also possible that the intelligence collapsed because the Heroic Spirit who chose to incarnate was too strong..."

She didn't seem to regard this shadow follower as an enemy at all, but as an experimental subject for analysis.

"I have weak and weak abilities, but is it difficult to talk to others? Is the so-called shadow follower only at this level?"

Aya's contemptuous attitude completely plunged the shadow follower into anger.

He raised his hand, black air condensed on it, and a pitch-black steel sword appeared.

Compared with the giant sword in the hands of the shadow follower, Aya's weapon can be said to be "weak" and "strange".

The more royal and practical a weapon is, the more practical it is in combat, and Lakyus understands this deeply.

Long knives, one-handed swords, round shields, giant shields, and one-handed axes, these simple weapons are the first choice for adventurers to fight.

The sickle, blade whip, or the peculiar double-edged scimitar used by Ling are all things that only appear in the stories of adventurers in the hero story.