Chapter 667

Public opinion must not be violated, not to mention the will of the gods. In the face of more than 100 pairs of excited eyes, the old woman can only nod her head even if she is unwilling.

In fact, she has no choice. Once human beings are defeated, in order to survive, the guy named Luke Shaw will certainly tell the location of tentacle noumenon.

"I knew I should get rid of them."

The old woman secretly gnawed her teeth and really regretted it.

After getting her nod, the gods acted immediately and quickly approached the battlefield along the underpass of the white bone plain.

……

The battle entered a white hot stage, and the green fire in the sky turned into a collapsing energy ball, which bombarded the incoming people.

The air is silent.

Then it turned into an earth shaking explosion.

The energy ball shrinks inward, then suddenly explodes, and the green inflammation surges out, instantly drowning the body of death, and green mushroom clouds appear in the sky.

The shock wave scoured around like a hurricane, and a big pit appeared on the ground. The soil seemed to be infected, emitting a little green light.

The flame impact lasted more than ten seconds before it dissipated slowly. Luke raised his hand, and the green inflammation wandering in the air quickly condensed and became 18 fire dragons again. The God of death was in the mouth of the dragon.

His body was destroyed by the explosion, leaving only bones and his soul swaying. If it were not for the protection of death, it would have turned into fly ash.

"If you don't die like this, you deserve to be the God of death."

Luke flew to him. When he saw the ghost protected by the black light, his face sank. Unlike the dragon of the underworld, this guy's soul has been integrated with the power of death. If he wants to kill him, he can only grind it bit by bit.

"You're lucky."

Luke snorted coldly, opened his five fingers and sucked the black short blade that fell to the ground into his hand. The sword body was dark and matte, and there was a layer of flowing liquid on the surface, which looked very strange.

It left the wound on Clark. As expected, the short knife should be an artifact level equipment.

Luke put it away, turned and flew up.

This blow changed the situation of the whole battlefield and meant that there was no possibility of repair between the two sides. Clark, Ron and Diana abandoned their opponents and gathered around Luke,

"What to do? Do you still fight?"

"Five minutes, we'll leave in five minutes."

Diana hesitated, "you shouldn't wait any longer..."

Luke nodded. "This is an opportunity for everyone. We can't let it slip away."

"But what if they don't come out?"

"They'll come out."

"There is only one choice. They have no choice."

Several people didn't understand Luke's idea. Seeing that he was so sure, it was the only way.

Luke gave the highly toxic short blade to the Martian hunter, "be careful, the toxin is strong, don't hurt yourself."

Rong en said helplessly,

"I don't like poison."

After all, she still holds the short blade. Among the four people, Diana is an artifact. She comes and goes without a trace. The sword of the God of fire is even more frightening. When it moves, it will be broken. Clark has the strongest physical quality and belongs to an all-round meat warrior. As for Luke, not to mention, he is the only one who has become a dispensable role.

The God of death has extremely high spiritual resistance, which can greatly reduce the damage of spiritual ability, and their physical quality is also extremely strong. After horizontal comparison, Rongen has almost no advantage.

At this time, start with the short blade to make up for the lack of attack.

Luke whispered, "the next target is the archer. Try to make him lose his combat effectiveness."

The three nodded one after another. The attack of the archer of death was silent and terrible. If Luke hadn't been entangled with him, the situation would have been reversed.

"This time, let me do it!"

Rongen jumped up and flew straight to the beast with only one head. When he suddenly turned around, he shot at the God of death not far away like a sharp arrow.

The other party expected this situation. His back grew wings, his wings flapped, and his body was like an ethereal cloud. Unconsciously, there were eight phantoms around him. Each phantoms was him, and he could not tell the true from the false.

Eight phantoms pulled their bows at the same time, and the bowstring sounded. The next second, Ron's chest was pierced.

"Ron!"

Diana's pupils contracted and she couldn't believe it.

"The underworld has its own rules. The God of death can't kill creatures at will. Once he violates them, he will suffer from soul regurgitation."

"That's the only way to avoid future troubles."

Kamore pulled the bow again, and the Black Lightning Arrow condensed on the bow string,

Bang!

Just listen to a concussion, the black light appears behind Rong en silently, and then disappears into the distant sky.

The speed is too fast. Clark and Luke can see clearly. Ron can't do it. He doesn't have abnormal microscopic vision or strong spiritual perception, but he has his own specialty.

The body is wriggling, and every muscle is changing. The body infected by the Black Lightning Arrow automatically disengages, and the wound recovers at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The whole process didn't leave a drop of blood.

Kamore, the God of death, was stunned and couldn't help saying,

"Are you not human?"

"I never said I was human, I was Martian."

The eyes were filled with red light. Red rays gushed out and swept up, down, left and right. Eight phantoms were hit by rays and disappeared one after another, leaving only the last one.

Ron lunged forward and pointed at his opponent.

Kamore pulled his bow while retreating. Black lightning points kept shooting at Ron. Some were dodged by him, and some hit directly through his body, leaving a hole.

Suddenly, a cold killing machine came from the rear.

Carmel instinctively turned aside to avoid Diana's long sword and was about to launch a chase when a pool of black liquid rushed up,

"Damn it, it's you again."

Diana flickered away, and the black liquid followed her closely. It seemed to recognize Diana. To be exact, it recognized the female warrior armor and many artifacts on her. The black liquid was the God of death from metal civilization. It was born with the power to integrate metals, and artifacts were no exception. Diana's equipment was very in line with her appetite.

The two sides chased each other and entangled each other.

Clark and Luke are also entangled by their opponents. Now there are only Ron and Carmel. They are one-on-one and have no help.

"Mars is different from the earth. Our civilization is a process of decomposition and rebirth. There is no saying of death, and there is no God of death in myths and legends."

"Before that, I never wanted to come to the underworld and fight death."

"Things are changeable and always full of surprises."

Ron closed his eyes, his body suddenly contracted inward and became a ball. In an instant, his speed increased several times, penetrated the void, left a series of crosstalk explosions, and suddenly appeared in front of Carmel.

A knife fell,

Pooh!

Carmel's heart was pierced by a short blade, and the toxin was injected, flowing all over the body along the body fluid.

His eyes widened and he was shocked. "You... How can you...?"

Ron pulled out the short blade, took the long bow and whispered before leaving,

"I am a Martian who has been transformed. I have no muscles, no blood and no organs. My body is composed of high molecular organics. Your attack has no great effect on me."