Steel Armour City

It's raining in the sky. It's raining hard. Dark clouds have no edge, completely covering the sky, rain line also has no edge, hanging all over every corner of the dark clouds, between heaven and earth a cold doomsday. A blue lightning in the air across hundreds of kilometers, from the top of the cloud through thousands of meters thick thick thick cloud, twinkling and chopping down, from time to time there are towering trees turned into scorched earth in the thunder. Whether it is human beings or animals in this world, they are now fixed in the same place like stakes, staring at the vision between heaven and earth, silly.

This is God's anger.

No matter in which plane, abnormal phenomena can be understood as God's anger. God's power makes everything abnormal, so there are unusual phenomena, such as the heavy rain that seems to be unable to see the end. However, what they don't know as ordinary creatures is that it is also a way for God to protect himself, a means that at least seems to make them strong or delay their lives, at least for this plane, at the moment.

Boundless torrential rain line, through a colorless transparent ripple. The electric light has faded its bright green and has no trace. Only when the raindrops fall and collide with an invisible circular obstacle, the ripples formed in the air by the water flowers mark the long track of the meteor in flight. Looking down from the air, it is like a ripple in the rain.

The trajectory can't see the vanishing point of the tail, because its speed is close to the maximum speed that the plane can carry. If it is faster, it will rush out of the plane.

The front end of the ripple looks like a meteor from a distance, while the meteor is a monster in human shape from a close view. Some monsters are like lizards. The lines on their backs gather behind them and extend to the tip of their tail, which is very consistent with the definition of streamline. The lizard's head is bare, which is no different from ordinary lizards, but its hands and feet have human fingers instead of claws. The lizard man was holding a meat ball in his hand, and the things in it squirmed slightly, which made him feel uneasy or uncomfortable. Tyratomis was a little surprised. He stopped to take a glance at the meatball, patted it gently, and then comforted him in a low voice: "little highness, bear with it for a while, bear with it for a while, you will be free soon. We're about to meet the people we're destined to meet. "

Tirathamis's stop is very strange, almost from the speed running suddenly into a stop state, there is no stop process at all, and what is more unexpected is that at a certain point on his original route, he suddenly stretched out dozens of Black Death scythes and passed by in all directions, That place was originally where tirathamis was supposed to go at that moment in terms of speed. As tirathamis stopped in such a place, all the scythes naturally fell into the void without any sound, and did not hurt him at all.

Far away, a thin figure in a black robe took back the scythe of death, opened his mouth wide, looked at his empty scythe blade in disbelief, and then said slowly: "Elaine, run quickly, we are not his opponent!" The strength of the scythe, which had never been cut empty, has not yet subsided. On the edge of the scythe, there is still a little space force sticking when tearing space, reflecting the slight turbulent vibration of the blade.

Irina didn't move. She looked at the distance and said, "run?" Where can we go? " Dry thin shadow a stay, slowly put down the death sickle, looking at the rain all over the sky also said to himself: "yes, where can we escape?"

All of a sudden, the space behind them was torn open without any sign. A figure stepped out from a very distant place, gently swung the long lizard tail, and said with the smell of ridicule: "run! Of course, run! It's a wise choice to get out of this plane! "

Dry thin shadow surprised, instinctively with the scythe to cut the voice out of the place, his speed is extremely fast, bring out the shadow. But although he cut it out, he didn't know where it was going. It's not that tirathamis's figure is not there. It's that the thin shadow has nothing in his hand. The scythe of death has no trace. The thin shadow has only made an action of chopping. He looked suspiciously at his success and thought that it was his own hand.

Tirathamis had floated thousands of meters away, and the scythe of death was floating in front of him. As if worried that people would hurt themselves with more small movements, or afraid of the influence of their own power on the dry weight-loss shadow, tiratimus stepped back by a kilometer.

As the God of death who has cut the air twice in history, his heart is dead and can't die any more. If there are history books in the divine world, he even has the heart to destroy his soul. Tirathamis gently stroked the scythe of death and let its blade cut his finger. A touch of shining golden blood adhered to the icy blade. The blade tasted the taste of divine blood and suddenly sent out a buzzing vibration“ Well, yes, it's an artifact. It's just that the space destruction ability is a little weak, so it's better to make up for it. "

He pointed out his finger and slightly hit it on the sickle of the sickle. Then the death sickle burst into a mass of gray fog, and the fog shrouded the sickle of the death. It was as though the gels were rolling violently, and the faces of the devil and the angel appeared on the surface of the fog. Even dry thin shadow himself feel unbearable. Although tirathamis enhanced the power of death's Scythe thousands of meters away, because this scythe was originally a part of death's body, his thin figure trembled slightly, and three or four phantoms rushed out of his body and then dissipated in the surrounding air. It was a phenomenon that death was too powerful to bear and directly overflowed from his soul. What is the power of death that even death can't contain?!

Feeling the opposite breath of strength, Elena has countless white petals all over her body. The white petals open in an instant, flashing white light, intending to block those too strong breath of death, so as to avoid harm to herself. But even if it was prevented, Irene's face turned white, and a mouthful of golden blood came out. It was obvious that she had been hurt a lot.

"Why? Good vitality. " Tiratimus' eyes brightened. There is no protection around his body, no trace of magic, but no influence at all.

After a while, the scythe of death returns to the shape of a scythe, but his blade disappears. At the position of the blade, it is a twisted space storm.

Tirathamis no longer pays attention to the scythe of death. His eyes turn two times, smile a little, and catch her. Irina was shocked. Her body was full of brilliance. Countless illusory and real flowers, like shining stars, grew out of thin air within a kilometer. The flowers contained the power of countless lives. Because of their rapid and powerful vitality, they suddenly changed the shape of the space. Suddenly, the flowers and the raindrops the size of broad beans in the air, It's like floating in a strange mirror, rolling into waves and attacking tiratimus.

This is a dead zone where energy and space cut each other. Dry thin shadow has already jumped to a far away safe place, not to mention the petal illusion formed by the distorted space, just the strong breath of life released by the solid flowers, all make him feel frightened.

However, tiratimus laughed with great satisfaction. His hand slightly empty grip, the visible sea of flowers waves by an invisible force narrowed into a ribbon, fell into his hands. So from a distance, the scene made the skinny figure forget that he was the God of death. In his eyes, there was only an unforgettable scene: a transparent ribbon full of numerous white petals, big and small, was covered in tirathamis' hand. The ribbon rolled and rolled, stretching thousands of meters away, slowly wrapping Elena at the other end, Is all over the sky or transparent or opaque flowers! He has the illusion that it is not the God of life on the standard plane who attacks the God of alien invasion, but the God of alien invasion who creates the goddess of four lives on the standard plane between his actions!

It's an instant thing.

Divine power is always two-way. It gives God powerful power to destroy opponents according to his own will. But for opponents, it gives them a chance to touch them.

Tiratimus gently tugged, Elena slightly called, and then crossed the distance of kilometers, appeared directly in front of tiratimus! What kind of existence is it that can play God with applause!?

There was a sudden thunder in the sky. It was like tearing the space with sound. The sound should not exist in this world, but now it comes to this world“ Well, they're almost there Tiratimus looked into the distance, then turned over the ball with his left hand and shook it twice. He patted it into Elena's body, and then with a brilliant smile, a smiling face like solidified light floated out of his face and fell into Elena's forehead, forming a green flower between her forehead.

Irina was astonished. She could feel the strong breath of life between the actions of tirathamis. Could it be said that the God of the outside world had all the abilities she had?

And tirartemis was laughing, "this is what you're going to do." Then, he gently threw Irina, raised his foot, and put his foot on her ass. Irina was like a shell, and she disappeared after brushing. It's not just on her ass at all.

In the distance, dry thin shadow suddenly feel bad, he regardless of 37 21, turned to escape. But tiratimus turned his head and looked at his back with a smile again. There was a shrill cry between heaven and earth.