1396 The God of the twelve-winged evil doomsday Angel
The origin catastrophe laughed sinisterly and suddenly waved a palm, reappearing the golden light of Buddha.
Metatron felt a sharp pain in his forehead. He backed away immediately, and lifted his spear. Once again, the Holy Light of divinity shone.
“Little angel, I’ve been playing with you for so long. Even if you’re not bored, I’m getting bored.”
“Why don’t we increase the stakes and play a more exciting game?”
“Roar!” the giant ape let out a long roar as the demon god rushed forward.
The chanting was suspected to have fallen, although it didn’t end in their hands, causing boss to miss a large number of gourmet cells and primitive fragments.
however, to the late ancient era, no matter what, such a feat of destroying a top evil god so quickly was something that even the common people would pay attention to.
“Lord calamity!”
The malevolence’s eyes were gloomy, still unable to agree with the behavior of the natural catastrophe of origin.
If it was in the past, it would have been fine. The possibility of the evil race killing their own kind had far exceeded that of the transcendents.
This was an instinct implanted into the soul, and it was understandable.
However, in such a major war of invasion, because of some dissatisfaction, the natural disasters of origin willfully cut off the hope of survival of the chanting.
if it were him, when he was at the end of his rope and extremely weak, would the natural disasters of origin also treat him as food and use the same method?
As he pondered, the vortex appeared again unconsciously and covered the malicious spirit Sorcerer’s body.
the increase in the [defensive barrier] also meant the decrease in the number of combat skills.
The chaotic Dragon God suddenly felt that he had more free hands and more opportunities to be active.
He also raised the sea of chaos at the first moment and swept away the natural disasters of origin.
The malevolence was indeed dangerous, but compared to the ” one of the two kings ” of the original catastrophe, it was a million times less interesting.
As long as he could suppress the Lord calamity in front of him again and bring peace to this immortal ancient evil creature, it would be a wonderful way to stop the final doomsday or even delay it.
the human race’s white Emperor. He was able to kill peak-level evil gods when he was only in the late stage of the Emperor ancestor realm.
if he can take one more step forward, will there be a possibility of the catastrophe of origin and the hand of paleness, which even fate and time can not kill? ”
The Dragon God of Destruction was filled with anticipation. His battle intent surged as he mimicked the sea of red Lotus fire and displayed the most overbearing and dangerous battle technique.
children and grandchildren of the Dragon Court, did you see that? even the most powerful peak-level cultivators can be annihilated. I, a transcendent, am far from being in despair!
carrying the divine King’s order, in the name of the White Emperor, fight!!!
At least half of the Dragon God’s mind was temporarily shifted away from the malevolent spirit.
Metatron said nothing. The venom was still eating away at his armor, and the evil wind was digging into his organs.
the bewitching voice was always in his ears, telling him that as long as he put down the godly spear in his hand and submitted to the natural disaster of origin, the absolute beginning evil spirit was willing to gather the power of the whole race and give him eternal life and the power to live and die.
By then, Metatron would have grown even more powerful. Perhaps she would have been on par with the primordial catastrophe at its peak, and become the third king of the Cthulhu!
“A transcendent Pixiu will never be a slave!”
” my race flies in the sky, looking up at the stars and the earth since childhood. ”
every time those bright, ancient stars flash, the absolute beginning evil clan’s ugliness seeps into our souls.
“Give up. I am Metatron, the only King of the angels.”
“If even I fall into the darkness, how laughable and how despairing would that be?”
Metatron raised his spear and thrust it seven times in a row, all in the same spot.
Hundreds of miles away, the natural disaster grunted and touched its cheek. A few drops of dark green blood were flowing out.
“Hiss ~~”
The natural disaster of origin was very abnormal. It directly swallowed the blood that flowed out.
he didn’t look angry even though he couldn’t avoid an attack. compared with the posture of cutting off the life gate of the chanting, he was very cold and calm.
Bai Wushang didn’t like evil gods of this kind of texture. He always felt that the evil God’s mood was unpredictable, and he couldn’t figure out what the evil god was thinking.
Silently, the evil fiend, ah Zhou, and the great Qilin formed a triangular formation and aimed at the natural disaster.
a holy flame that can suppress evil? interesting.
The natural disaster glanced at the eight cloud black jade Kylin. however, if you choose me as your hunting target, it’s best to let the little guy inside come out.
“Without the help of the miracle, this King really doesn’t think highly of you guys.”
As it spoke, the origin catastrophe slowly lifted its hood.
The ten-Winged Sword God Angel, Xing, who was controlling her divine swords in a tight formation, had a cold look in her eyes.
Metatron, the God of twelve-winged angels of war and pride, was taken aback. He narrowed his eyes, which were as sharp as blades.
was the seed of potential in my clan taken over by you from the very beginning, or was it bewitched by you into greed? ”
“Is this question still important?”
The catastrophe of origin smiled calmly and spread his hands. this body is quite good. I’m very satisfied.
Ji, Ji, Ji, Ji. the little rabbit glanced at Xing. Seeing that she didn’t have any intention of being impulsive, it was slightly relieved.
However, things like eight-winged battle, eight-winged paradise, and eight-winged star authority establishment were different.
Or the eight-winged mushroom that had just completed its advancement not long ago.
From the divine angels to the holy angels, as long as they belonged to the Holy court, as long as they belonged to the angel race, all of them had complicated expressions and deep fear.
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At this moment, the image of the natural disasters in front of all living beings was actually an Angel!
His left eye was black and his right eye was green. He had the face of a human man. At first glance, he looked handsome from head to toe, completely different from the monster that was covered in pustules.
His figure was extremely tall and straight, standing like a scabbard. When he completely tore off his black robe, his six pairs of dark black wings that flickered with jade-green divine patterns elegantly unfolded. What gushed out, other than divinity, was a suffocating pressure.
Shuo mo was once an Archangel of our race. He had the body of light and darkness. He led an assassination team and completed countless unknown high-risk missions.
in the past, it was also because of his betrayal that Suan NI’s seven Elementium origins were plundered. As a result, our clan lost an important ancestral weapon, Suan ni.
Eight-winged star Power’s Starry Eyes suddenly closed.
He did not dare to look directly at the dark twelve-winged Angel. With a casual glance, all he saw was a scene of destruction where all life was in misery and suffering.
Bai Wushang also had the same feeling, but he kept to his inner heart and examined it with the calmest mind.
Although his attribute panel showed ” original catastrophe (incomplete) “.
However, from what he could see with his naked eyes, there was no doubt that they were the evil angels of betrayal.
He had escaped from the battle of the giant king’s court, and after that, it was as if he had vanished from the world.
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He did not expect that when it reappeared, it would actually become part of the natural disaster.
No! It was also possible that he had been used as a vessel by the natural disasters of origin from the beginning! however, when the time was right, they would naturally merge, and the level of their bloodline would leap to an unimaginable realm.
Twelve-winged-God of the evil doomsday Angel!
At this moment, the divine looked far into the evil. Half of the sky was bright, while the other half seemed to have fallen into eternal darkness, exuding a creepy cold intent.
Bai Wushang clenched the blade in his hand, and his heart couldn’t help but waver.
could it be that he was temporarily unable to take care of the river of reincarnation and had to fight the natural disasters of origin to the death first?
If they could suppress a quarter of the natural disasters, the Grand primordium evil spirit race would lose their backbone, and they might kill each other. For transcendents, this was an urgent opportunity.
But if all the cards were revealed just like that, was it possible for the hand of paleness to take over the origin catastrophe?
At that time, how would he face the other King of Cthulhu at his peak?
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