After hearing the dialogue between the two sides clearly, Ma Long finally understood it completely-

It turned out that the virtual image of the red eight-armed Duriel man who had been closed with his eyes was actually the pseudo-god Barto, the sharp-cut Druid.

And the elf psychic warlock who had not known Marlon until just now, his real name is Naftu-Ekramon, and his identity is so scary - Eshilia's godborn!

Before Ma Long was shocked, the battle between the pseudo-god Barto, who was attached to the female priest Duriel, and the elves celebrated and hunting god Eshiriya and the spiritual warlock, and the battle between Navtu and Ekramon has begun!

It was not what Ma Long expected, a competition between spiritual magic and pseudo-god magic.

Because the elf spirit warlock, Eshilia's god Nevtu-Ekramon, when the pseudo-god Barto let out an roar, he took out a piece of mitral, made of mitral, and the surface was engraved with various elves secret runes, and the overall style was streamlined - anti-equipment and weapons!

Yes, Ma Long dared to assure Grandpa Mao on the soft girl's coin that the things Naftu-Eckmond took out were definitely anti-equipment weapons with a length of more than two meters and a diameter of less than 18 mm upwards!

Although the image of this anti-equipment weapon, as well as its "brothers" in the earth's world, are completely different styles - the anti-equipment weapon in the earth's world reflects "violent aesthetics", while the anti-equipment weapon held by Navtu-Ekramon is dazzlingly beautiful, and is clearly a pure "aesthetic violence".

The same four words, if the order of the front and back is reversed, the difference can be regarded as a slight difference and a thousand miles of loss.

Bang, bang, bang, bang bang bang bang!!!

Seven muffled sounds in succession, spurting seven light balls of different green fists at the virtual statue of the fake god Barto behind the priestess Duriel.

With the gunfire and ejection of the seven demon green light balls, were the air ripples that were surging around with the naked eye!

All the slaves who blocked the attack route of the demon green light ball, and none of them rebelled against each other until the light ball was within three meters, were already full of them as if they had suffered hundreds of galloping horses to dismember them, screaming and turning into pieces of meat flying all over the sky...

After all, Barto was a false god with the word "Divine" in his name. Facing the seven fists with "anti-equipment weapons" shot by Naftu-Ekramon, the seven fists shining with strange green light, he roared to the sky and sprayed out at least thousands of crying souls burning with burning flames all over his body!

These crazily cried souls, who were burning with flames, successfully blocked the seven demon green light balls three meters away from Barto's body with layers of people's sea tactics!

However, in the very short time when the evil god Barto used the burning souls he collected to block the attack of the demon green light ball, Navtu-Ekramon, who was originally standing at least 200 meters of external attacks with anti-equipment weapons, disappeared silently.

"I guess the next wave will be close attacks. This evil god Barto will definitely lose!"

Ma Long, who was watching the game, couldn't help but make his comments. This battle scene opened his eyes.

Although the evil god Barto lost this conclusion, it was actually a destined result, at least Malone guessed the intention of Naftu-Eclamon. Just as Malone said, Naftu-Eclamon that disappeared out of thin air appeared again, was already in the air behind the illusion of the evil god Barto!

A shot that could not be avoided at a very close distance almost caused the illusion of the evil god Barto to be bombarded!

Then, there was the final attack of Nevtu-Ekramon. He bullied to zero distance, stretched out his fair and pure right hand like a woman, and inserted it into the illusion of the evil god Barto from behind!

When he withdrew his hand, there was already a burning flame in the palm of Naftu-Ekramon's hand, and inside it was trapped with countless black souls that were burned by the flames and cried and cried...heart.

"Ah!!!" The illusion of the evil god Barto, who was heartbroken, let out a shocking howl. Before it dissipated, there was only a shrill last word: "Nevtu-Ekramon! I curse you! I curse you! You ruined my plan again! I will definitely come back to seek revenge for you! I will definitely!!!"

"Revenge? Haha, a false god who doesn't even know what the divine nature is, how dare you talk about revenge?" Neftu Akramon, who held the semi-real version of the illusory flame heart, showed a look of contempt: "Ignorance fools, the times have changed. Now, they are no longer stupid people like you who are not open-minded and do not know the trend. They can ignite the divine fire and establish the kingdom of God just by virtue of violence and terror."

As Naftu-Ekramon spoke, thousands of burning souls who were crying and struggling with each other flew out of the heart of the flame he held. These souls roared and attacked all living creatures within a thousand meters of Naftu-Ekramon!

Unfortunately, the three Malones of Nevtu-Ekramon were also within the range of being attacked by the Burning Souls.

So the gunshots rang out again, but this time the shot was no longer Navtu-Ekramon, but Alice, who was trying to protect the Lord under the drive of Malone's will.

Alice's gunshot technique was extremely accurate. Dozens of burning souls that were crying and screaming, and did not miss half of them under her double gun attack. All of them were bombarded by large-caliber revolver bullets and turned into ghost fires flying all over the sky.

The gunshot attracted the gaze of Neftu-Ekramon.

However, there is no communication that is temptation. There is only Naftu-Ekramon who summoned the anti-equipment weapon with an aesthetic and violent style, and a gun demon green light ball was bombarded like a casual shot.

Then, Ma Long finally understood how terrifying the demon green light ball was.

Ma Long, who was unable to react at all, had already shot in the demon green light ball, and tore his body apart with the airflow he drove, turning into a burst of blood that flew into different directions!

Before the consciousness paused for a moment and fell into darkness, Malone seemed to hear the whisper of Nevtu-Ekramon who was gradually moving away in the direction of the blazing fire: "Poor bugs... Since you have followed me to my hunting ground, you will be destined to be the fate of being hunted by me as prey. Eshelia, give me divine blood, the goddess in charge of hunting and celebration, your courtyard will surely reappear..."

No? Is this guy trying to resurrect the fallen goddess of hunting and celebration Esliya?

Didn’t it mean that the fallen God would become a sin of God, and His kingdom of God would be pulled into another strange world?

After I go back, I have to go and ask Lao Kang quickly...

With this idea, Ma Long completely fell into darkness and then came back to life.

At the same time, Musa Mein, who was like Maronta, was beaten to pieces by Nevtu Akramon's "anti-equipment weapons".

Alice?

Of course, Alice cannot be resurrected!

"I understand!" As soon as he came back from resurrection, Musa-Mein showed an extremely excited expression: "So smart, this guy actually combined ordinary energy, mental energy and violent natural energy to make ammunition! How did he do it?!"

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