Chapter 90： Defeated like a mountain

After the thunder and anger, the three cities fell silent.

The sky is not dazzling;

The earth does not shake the mountain.

Nothing seems to happen.

An intensive dark magician flees into the darkness, his sword is like a death sickle, and he cut off the head of the banshee. He suddenly noticed something and turned his head back abruptly.

A billowing heat wave rushed toward his face and forced him out of the darkness.

Looking at the world again, the magician's pupils shrank suddenly!

What kind of world is this?

Is this **** of the abyss?

I saw outside the city of Tweet, it has turned into a sea of ​​dark red magma, the magma is thick, flowing slowly, and scarlet for thousands of miles!

The dense sea of ​​undead was swept away and disappeared.

There are only three or five high-level undead, still struggling in the magma, but the carbonized bones covered with cracks, indicating that they will die soon.

A blast of cold wind blows through the hot ground without extinguishing it, but countless white powders are rolled up and spilled on the city walls, soldiers, and the shields of the magician.

Eventually involved in the city, like a sandstorm.

Disgusting, scary, but exhilarating!

"Crack!"

A clear sound made the battlefield noisy.

Countless people followed the sound and saw the remains of the Titan who had almost stepped into the city. The huge skeleton suddenly cracked and then disintegrated.

Bone like a pillar of heaven, if the sky collapses, big chunks fall down, like a natural disaster!

That is a natural disaster under a natural disaster!

On the walls of Tweet, countless people were dumbfounded by the scene.

Including Dundan!

In addition to the shock in his heart, there is also a deep gratefulness. Fortunately, he did not reject the preaching of the Internet God, otherwise this scene may have fallen on Willis.

However, they are not the only ones who are caught in the shock?

In Edgar, the same scene is also happening.

It's just that unlike Tweet's air-filled bone meal, what floats over Edgar is a tempting smell of meat.

Outside the city, millions of dead corpses, thick magma, swallowed floating corpses.

It looks like meat pellets sunk into red bean porridge in a microwave.

The aroma is tangy, the eyes are full of hatred, and the heart is stopped!

The magic **** Bessi looked at the scene with dilated pupils, and the hand holding the keel staff trembled uncontrollably.

Because she couldn't feel the joy of the fire element from this catastrophe, this is not magic, this is the power of God!

The power of the **** of the Internet!

This is true for the Army of God of War, and it is also true outside Harold City.

The only difference is that because they are soldiers of the God of Life, many soldiers survived on the battlefield.

However, sometimes life is better than death.

Taote felt the "boiling" liquid in his body, and the extreme pain made him want to die right away!

But the continuous vitality has suspended his life.

He can only scream and enjoy the pain.

Of course, he is not the only one who enjoys this pain. On the battlefield, there are painful howls and death-seeking sounds everywhere.

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"Take me home—please!"

Taut stretched out his hand to the sky, where there was the priest of life aloft.

They are the most favored race of the **** of life-the elves.

A sorrowful wailing floated over Harold, pulling people out of despair.

At this moment, horror reached the depths of the soul of every living creature.

"Long live the **** of the Internet!"

At some point, someone chanted on the walls of Kvell.

Immediately cheers, like a tsunami like a mountain, echoed over the three major cities!

No one sees the **** of the Internet, but everyone knows that this must be the **** of the Internet.

Because only he can create miracles!

Only he would shelter the people of Kveil!

"God of the Internet, this blow has exhausted your essence, right?"

An uncontrollable anger came from outside Edgar.

Thirty thousand black rolls, ten thousand regular troops, almost all of them were destroyed by the attack of the **** of the Internet!

This loss is simply painful to the depths of the soul of the **** of war.

"You can try!"

Gujing Wubo's voice swept the audience.

Inside the main plane of Veria·The Deep Sea Shrine, the rest of his life is full of frost.

The **** of war guessed right, this blow almost consumed 60% of his source quality reserve!

In other words, it is almost difficult for him to hit a second blow.

Forcibly playing and exhausting his source quality, he will be extremely dangerous!

But Yu Shengan had to use it, which was both a relief and a threatening tactic.

Now the two sides are courageous!

It's up to whoever bets!

Yu Shengan didn't dare to bet, so he prepared a second move.

When the battlefield was quiet, scrolls of pictures suddenly unfolded in the sky of the three major cities.

In the picture scroll, puppets rushed into the village and slaughtered wantonly.

The flames soared into the sky, ignited from the huts and granaries, and rolled up black smoke and ashes.

Countless people fled in horror, but they just rushed out of the village and fell into the bottomless pit.

Wood thorns are also buried in the big pit.

What's more, he hid in the Yexiang car, mixed into the city, and committed crimes frantically.

The high players who have no worries, under the stimulation of the video played by Yu Shengan, completely awakened the violent gene!

The ears echoed from time to time, making them in a daze, treating everything in front of them as a game.

When killing becomes a game, is there anything more terrifying than this?

The images broadcast over the city completely disintegrated the military spirit of the **** of underworld and even the **** of life!

"Do not--"

Countless soldiers rioted in the military camp at the rear of the **** of the gods and gods of life.

Someone saw their own cities and villages from the pictures.

Others even saw their relatives being slaughtered, just as they slaughtered Kvir.

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The **** of the Internet had already completely destroyed their morale with a blow from the **** of the Internet, but now seeing the brutal massacre in their hometown, everyone is completely panicked.

"I want to go home!"

"God, please, let me go back, my wife has a big belly."

Countless soldiers pleaded, faintly appearing to bomb camp.

At this moment, the morale of Pluto and the God of Life completely collapsed.

"Woo-"

The sound of Mingjin's retreat sounded outside the two cities of Tweet and Harold.

The huge teleportation formation quietly towered out.

Faced with the complete collapse of morale, the Underworld and the God of Life decisively chose to leave!

In fact, the moment their soldiers saw the teleportation formation, they were also completely mad. They couldn't even maintain the formation, and frantic rushed towards the teleportation formation.

"Don't let them go, kill!"

"Vengeance! Revenge!"

"For Kerviel!"

"For the God of the Internet!"

At this moment, Kervi's soldiers and magicians exploded with shocking morale, and countless people poured out of the city.

On the dark red magma, a stone bridge appeared, which was earth magic.

Senior magicians, can't wait to throw magic from a long distance!

An ice spear whistled like a ghost, penetrating air obstacles, and accurately pierced the back of Taut's head, and the tip of the spear came out from his left eye socket.

Taote finally calmed down the boiling liquid in his body, his only right eye widened in amazement, facing the teleportation array, he knelt straight on the ground.

"Taute!"

His comrade-in-arms rushed over in horror and anxiety, trying to save him.

But Taut knew it was futile.

He can feel the blessing of the **** of life, and the continuous vitality!

But there seemed to be a gluttonous monster entrenched in his skull, devouring his vitality frantically, making him unable to make ends meet.

Taute grabbed his comrade's arm, and stared at him with his remaining right eye, "Go home for me and tell Belinda, I'm sorry, I..."

Before there was a sound, Taut trembled all over, grabbed the hand of his comrade, and suddenly dropped.

The endless magic missiles smashed over like washing the ground.

Taute's comrades no longer cared about Taute's body and rushed into the teleportation formation.

This day will become an eternal nightmare in his life!

Pluto, the **** of life is gone.

But the **** of war did not move.

"courage!"

The cry tearing apart the sky, burst out abruptly.

The remaining 30,000 Black Rolls and 30,000 regular troops, stepping neatly together, march towards the land of magma that still exudes the aroma of barbecue!

The immortal battle spirit, condensed out, and turned into billowing loess, paving the way for warriors.

Looking at the rest of the audience from the perspective of God, the pupils shrank suddenly!

The heart seemed to be gripped fiercely by the **** of war, almost asphyxiated!

Why is Zhu's scheming ineffective against the Ares Army?