The Endless Shuttle

Xin Ke pushed open the door of the command room.

On the battleship, those Mori spirits who had drawn the "stained blood" wore strange and excited expressions, holding all kinds of cruel weapons in their hands.

"...The loss of the elves was indeed a devastating blow to the former forest spirits, but it may not be any more now."

Xin is ridiculous.

"It's time to test what they learned from the adults of the Nightmare. The Lord of Disaster killed Okan, and Lord Mikolash went to solve the "Marrow Burst". The Silver-haired Weasel won't last long. "

'learn. ’

"Kill all, no need to live!"

The racial grudges made Xin Ke's words murderous.

This is the transition from war to massacre.

The outcome is determined-

Chapter 80 The "Game God" Born in Fireworks

The phenomenon of elves surging and light piercing the firmament and going straight to the universe caused by "the sanctions of the earth" disappeared after a long time.

The corpses of the giants are not so capable yet, able to maintain such a vision for a long time.

Even being able to be so magnificent is also because Ocan is the dominant player, and it is by no means a particularity of the giant species itself.

Transpiration of polluted sea water, half of the second continent disappeared.

For these insignificant and insignificant prices, Rope wiped out one of his only two opponents of the gods, the creator of the goblin, "the **** of forging" Okan.

Under the unique rules of this world, as a result of the battle between the gods and spirit species, Okan’s pierced spirit turned into scattered and overflowing pure power and was absorbed by Rope, while the **** of disaster became stronger in the "ritual" and distanced the trial. The goal of accomplishment is one step further.

Only after the refurbishment is completely finished, the moment when he meets the strongest spirit seed, the "God of War" Artesh, who "I want a severe beating".

"Nice scenery..."

Without the shadow of the dark clouds of the corpse, the setting sun was sinking, and the black-haired young man was lying on the edge of the rock with his arms folded, feeling unexplainably comfortable.

The rare evening sun shrouded him, the barren apocalyptic environment, coupled with his handsome and perfect face, and a slender body that didn't show much muscle, pushed Rope's personal temperament to a certain height.

Even low-key, he is as charming as Michelangelo's supernatural statue at this moment.

But to force this kind of thing, the pretence is less and tasteless, and the pretence is slightly dusty.

So, after Ropey relaxed for a while, he ended the self-satisfaction that no one had the privilege of watching, got up from the rock wall, and cast his gaze into the distance.

"On the other side of the battlefield... I don't need my help."

From the psychic console came the news that the "Marrow Burst" was controlled by Mikolash.

The only worrying goblin-type big move was sealed, and Rope dispelled the ignorant behavior of beating the children with the dignity of the god-type in the past.

——His subordinates are enough to handle the endgame.

The riots of those giant species are not worth mentioning. When participating in the war, the fantasy species on the side of the forging gods perceive Okan's death, their fighting goal has been lost, and there is no need to waste precious lives here. On a meaningless battlefield.

The fantasies are very bachelor.

Non-spiritual species created by nature, fantasy species that are naturally born, except for signing serious "apostolic contracts" are usually not too real.

Only the goblin species are still doing stubborn resistance.

Because they know that, as Okan's direct creation race, the God of Disaster will never let them survive smoothly.

For the survival of life, do my best to fight.

Rope turned his gaze to the half of the continent destroyed by the "Sanctions of the Earth" on the other side. Amidst the backflowing ocean, a city with a brass color as the main color stood tall.

It was originally underground, the capital of the goblin species.

The huge torrent of elves brought it to the surface.

The city is covered with flames that are gradually declining, and the effect of the gods’ perception and shielding of the spiritual equipment disappears, but the remaining planetary power in the "sacred furnace" still prevents thousands of tons of sea water from invading the city, sheltering without fighting. Ability, family and cubs of the goblin species.

"The furnace of the gods, the burning center of the world..."

It is true that the "God Furnace" is something that accompanies Okan, but the essence it is connected to is the center of the world that never extinguishes and emits heat.

The chief enemy was solved, and the subordinates didn't need help, and Rope, who had nothing to do with everything, was very interested in the remaining "God Furnace".

——Then go take a look.

As soon as the thought appeared, the God of Disaster had already used space to move and came to the top of the goblin seed city.

Step by step, stepping on the air-like spiral staircase, the black-haired youth crossed the ceiling of the mechanical city.

In the darkness, countless dazzling lights gleamed, and the "steel forest" that only existed in fantasy came into view.

Arranged neatly.

Using gravity magic to deal with the laws of physics and the like, the upper, lower, left, and right directions are all "ground."

The roar, the unique sound of steel squeezing, the highly developed mechanical city is like a motor with full power, even if a large army carries all the warships on the expedition, it does not mean to stop.

However, this was accompanied by the faint cry of goblin species one after another.

They are sad for the **** of forging.

The eternal and kind father left them, and with the goblins seeding for thousands of years, the sound of hammers will no longer sound as usual.

The black-haired youth was unmoved and walked straight to his destination.

Under the influence of the spirit of "Dreamland", no one of the goblin species in the city can watch the shadow of the **** of disaster. This was also because Rope had just fought and was too lazy to take another move to wipe the dust off the glass.

"Looking up close, the accident is quite oppressive."

Luo Pei raised his head and watched the fiery red flame column stand tall.

The place where he was was filled with flames and magma, exuding a hot breath.

If the ordinary lower-level species did not have the permission of the **** of forging, they might be melted as soon as they stepped into this place.

As for the goblin species, the exquisite God's realm spirit outfit on the outer periphery of the "Holy Land" ensures that they will not be accidentally injured by the flame of the creator.

Of course, these are all past tense.

The **** of forging is dead, and the furnace of the gods is gradually extinguishing.