bayedsolid Chapter 309 The Path of God
Chapter 309 The Path of God
"Boom."
Have you ever burned wood?
When the firewood is burned out, such a sound will be heard. It is the sound of sparks bursting out after the firewood is burned and exploding in the ashes. Such a sound can also be heard here at this time.
The ten thousand meter tall giant fell straight back and fell to the ground.
But there was no earth-shattering sound, it just faded away quietly.
Akhtar's body had turned into something like powder at some point, which scattered as it fell to the ground. The color then changed from white to black, and was blown away by the wind caused by the high temperature in the area.
In that inky black line, a figure slowly emerged, as if it had torn open a crack in space and came into this world.
The visor on his face opened, revealing his cheeks.
The part of the face that had been covered by the mask now had a red dragon totem that flickered with the breathing.
His scarlet eyes revealed hysterical madness, a madness that seemed to reduce everything to ashes.
The armor on his body was originally pure white like snow, but now there were lines like magma flowing on it, making people feel quite uneasy.
The huge giant fell down, and the man glanced at the ashes on the ground with cold eyes, and then cast his expressionless gaze towards the battlefield on the other side.
"Xize!" Fudan couldn't help but shouted worriedly. In her eyes at this moment, Xize's condition was very abnormal. It seemed that the soul in his body was polluted by something. There was no trace of rationality, only madness lingering in his heart.
Hearing her call, the man just glanced at her and didn't respond.
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Clayman held the sword in his hand at an angle in front of his chest and narrowed his eyes to observe the opponent in front of him.
A very strong sense of threat came from him.
This was the first time he felt such a threat since he became a legend.
The legendary road is a very long route. Everyone has to walk on it for a long time before they have the opportunity to see the beauty at the other end of the road.
“Shall we retreat?” Clayman asked in a deep voice.
"..." The [Resurrected One] was silent for a second. He had bitten all of his ten fingers until they were bleeding and the bones were visible. He looked quite terrifying.
"Do not!!"
He said this suddenly.
"That guy has been completely overwhelmed by the power of my [Book of Repentance], and will only sink into madness. Now he is just barely maintaining his sanity. When he reaches his limit, he will indiscriminately attack all creatures here, including that elf!" He spat, and spat the blood mixed with saliva in his mouth on the ground.
"When that time comes, we will be four legends, and the two of them will fight on their own! We only need to deal with two, and that guy will at least fight the four of us! Even that elf will attack!"
"As long as we wait until he is completely insane, we can find a way to kill the elf first. With four of us fighting him together, are we still afraid that we can't win?"
The Resurrected One flipped the Book of Regret in his hand quickly. With a crazy look in his eyes, he wanted to continue to summon more vengeful spirits: "No matter what, four against one, the advantage is on us!!"
Lava-like patterns appeared on the white armor, and the figure looked like a demon, and its aura quickly locked onto everyone except Fudan - Caesar still maintained a minimum level of sanity.
"He's coming! Hold him back!" The [Resurrected] commanded, and he raised his hand and the legend in the black robe beside him obeyed his order and rushed towards the stream of light.
At the same time, Clayman also rushed towards Caesar, and the might of the Demon Sword Emperor burst out from the old man. In an instant, the world seemed to be divided into two parts, one part was where his sword could reach, and the other part was where his sword had not yet reached.
As for the [Priest] who was in a strange state, he gritted his teeth and rushed towards Fudan, trying to hold the latter back.
Akhtar, who just fell to the ground, is not dead. Although his current condition is not very good, his title is [The Ever-changing Mind-Controlling Demonic Species]. Once the ever-changing power is activated, he will not die easily as long as it is not completely shattered.
But its current condition is quite bad, and it is struggling hard to repair its body.
The next second, an extremely fierce battle broke out.
The huge wings of light flashed an arc of light in the sky, as if tearing the sky apart.
The black-robed legend who had been standing next to the [Resurrected] took the lead and blocked Caesar's way forward.
The sword in Caesar's hand was surging with dark magic power, as if to devour all the light.
His figure quickly enlarged in the eyes of his opponent, and the sword in his hand seemed to cut everything off.
"Roar!!!!"
A roar that was neither human nor inhuman emanated from the mouth of the black-robed legend. Everything within a thousand miles was trembling with this shocking roar. Facing the approaching Caesar, he did not hide or evade, but rushed straight towards Caesar.
The air was about to be cut apart by Caesar's devil-like figure, and strange cracks appeared around the long sword in Caesar's hand. Everything that stood in Caesar's way was cut apart by the darkness wrapped around the sword.
Before Caesar arrived, the black robe on the Black Robe Legend had been torn apart, turning into fragments that floated in the air, revealing his body underneath.
It was a rather disgusting body, densely covered with strange stitches, as if the bodies of various humans or monsters were sewn together. Even the most evil demon in the depths of hell was not as ugly as him.
He is quite tall, about 2.8 meters, which is the most suitable height for fighting. All the limbs on his body are plundered, and the most powerful parts of other races are pieced together on his body. This is an absolute weapon of war!!!
This is the so-called artificial human, a very evil technology, made by the necromancers who play with corpses and desecrate the corpses. Things like this are generally called [corpse puppets].
His hands were some strange scarlet animal paws covered with something like crystals, and had long claws nearly one meter long. Every time he gently danced, he could tear everything apart, even space could be easily torn apart by him.
He clasped his hands together, as if he wanted to embrace Caesar who was charging at him into his arms, and then tear him to pieces with his sharp claws.
The collision between the two occurred in less than a second. The next moment, the collision of extreme force occurred there. Even everything else seemed eclipsed by this collision.
"Boom boom boom!!!!"
Circles of air ripples appeared in the air, and visible fluctuations were flickering there.
Even though you are thousands of miles away, you can still feel the strong wind coming towards you. Even the trees are broken by it, and this is just the aftermath.
If there were an Emerald Level warrior here who was lucky enough to get closer to watch, he would probably be deafened by the terrifying air and sound waves at the moment of the two collisions.
Everything was flattened, and the ground was like soft plasticine, but after this collision, it became a very regular shape, like some kind of terrain modifier.
Something crashed through the mountains, causing them to collapse. Huge rocks flew out, smoke rose, and the sky and the earth changed color.
This is the path of the gods! Everything must be leveled, and there cannot be any obstacles!!!
At the end of the road, the god with flapping wings of light still stood tall, his combat boots stepping on the stitched-together corpse pieces like he was stepping on a dead dog.