Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

Just like the movie was turned off the mute button, all the elves on the "Grass Vault Ship" fleet were no better than Xinke Nierbalen, and some were even kneeling on the ground.

In the distance, in the gradually corrupted forest, a figure as high as [-] meters appeared out of thin air.

An ominous dark blue, a distorted figure like a calamity incarnation, six-legged tentacles fixed in space, and that horrifying faceless pale face.

"OldDeus...!?"

Don't be suspicious.

She had seen the "God of Nature" Kainas, and the feeling brought by the Demon God in front of her was the same as that at the time, and this kind of fear born from the heart was something Kainas did not have.

Xinke Nierba lost her voice. She covered her mouth, barely allowing herself to spit out the powerful force that penetrated the world and the strange fluctuations emitted by the devil.

How could it be... The "God of Forging" Orkan would never come out of the "God's Furnace", and the Flügel showed no signs of moving with the lord, so it couldn't be Artosh the "God of War"...

So, what is going on with this god species?

At present, there are only a few gods that exist in the world and are interested in war!I have never heard that it contains the gods in front of me!

A moment ago, he was thinking about "capturing the Phantasm" and tasting the wine of victory, but now Xinke Nierbalen was completely stunned by the sudden situation.

Chapter [-] The world of the strong, the weak retreat!

"Hua Guanqing, now... what should I do?"

The subordinate's deliberately lowered voice awakened Xinke Nierbalen.

She woke up like a dream, backed unnaturally to the edge of the bridge armrest, her manicured nails pierced directly into the hard, idiosyncratic wood.

"Order everyone to descend and enter the woods..."

Xinke Nierbalen said humiliatingly, even if she was reluctant, she couldn't make fun of the main fleet of the elves.

"Do our best to avoid the path of the gods...then all we can do is pray that this lord ignores us like weeds..."

"..."

The subordinates are silent.

This is the reality of this world.

Even if the elves were one of the main forces in this battle, they would still be classified as "weak" and "ants" if compared with the demon gods who shook the world in front of them.

Because the original initiators of the war were the "Gods" who stood at the top of the world domination chain.

The game of the gods, the desires of the gods, the arrogance of the gods—

For the throne of the only god, they wield their power recklessly. Except for the other gods that correspond to themselves, the rest of the race is conventionally the toys and chess pieces in their hands.

"Our sacrifices in this war, our efforts in this war ... are really meaningful?"

The subordinate spirit species murmured unnaturally.

Except for Xinke Nierbalen, it was the first time that everyone had truly witnessed the honor of the gods.

Just once, they were terrified.

It was as if they saw the tsunami coming towards them, covering the sky and the earth, and they were the poor creatures bound to the beach and unable to move, waiting to die.

"Stop your whining, soldier!"

Xinke Nierbalan scolded.

"If you have time to think about these boring things, why don't you hurry up and see the situation of other compatriots. This god species carries an unknown "thinking virus" that can affect the soul stone. Do you want to make all our soldiers crazy? "

"Yes!"

The descent of the "Artistic Capture Ship" and the Wang Ye Fleet activated the concealment spell.

The goblins who were hostile to the elves also stopped their shelling and did the same.

On the battlefield, thousands of people held their breaths, watching the wandering gods in the battleship.

I don't know if it was Xinke Nierbalen's illusion, that pale face without facial features, for a moment, unidentified eyes were cast on her body.

The beautiful woman froze.

Just like the little guinea pig that was stared at by the snake, her delicate robe was soaked in cold sweat, and she couldn't move a finger, completely indulging in fear.

This Demon God...is really the same race as Kainas? !

impossible!unreasonable!

Not to mention the "God of Nature", even the strongest person in this world, the Flügel creator "God of War" that Xinke Nierbalen only knew by his name, his might is nothing but the same, right?

In a panic, the tall Demon God approached the elves' fleet.

'You don't seem to be the same as your compatriots? '

Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice with a gentle smile appeared in Xinke Nierbalen's mind.

There was no need to distinguish who it was, Hua Guanqing put on a humble and flattering smile.

——This expression was the first time since she was born.

'Xinke Nierbalen is ashamed of the position of the "Karaoke Lord" who is the highest art form of the forest elves.Noble and powerful god, I have no intention of disturbing Tianyan, please forgive me if I have offended you, and I will leave this place immediately...'

'How is Kainas now? '