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153 God Killing 9

After losing Ao Guang as the source of power, the goddess's strength dropped significantly. Her combat power was completely incomparable to just now.

Although her appearance has not changed at all, and even her tricks have not changed, both her attack defense and recovery ability have been reduced exponentially.

The lightning dragon released by her hand before could kill the demigod instantly, but the current lightning dragon can only tickle the demigod at most. She now also has to concentrate and accumulate strength to release an attack that threatens the enemy.

Although it is obviously one level stronger than the demigod, it is no longer the unilateral slaughter of the past. For the invaders, they already have the capital to fight against them by quantity. At this moment, both sides have already released their ultimate moves.

The rain clouds that were temporarily dispelled by the power of the gods just now have been covered up unknowingly. Although the rain is not as strong as the beginning, it can initially cover the field of view.

But even heavy rain cannot block the wonder in front of you. There is no need for observation equipment, you can see the distance with your naked eyes. A demigod as the center, and a stream of energy gathered from all directions to form a pure white lotus.

The brightly rising halo, like the sun in the darkness, gives people the solemn feeling of burning out all the filthy sins in the world. The rain slid in front of the pure white petals of light, and gathered in the air into magnificent waves.

All the powers of everyone were gathered on this demigod. This was also a blow to sacrifice one's own life, because whether it was successful or not, he would suffer severe damage or even die because of the power of everyone.

The goddess turned herself into an electric dragon, accompanied by the gorgeous lightning, and rushed towards the other side. This was also a blow that He gave all his strength.

If successful, then you will completely defeat these invaders and secure the victory.

This short flight was like a flash of cereal blooming, and it seemed like a dream of a galaxy flowing. It rushed into the light of the lotus and collided silently with the budding white lotus. Then, like a supernova bursting billions of light years away, an indescribable light illumination.

The rain cloud, which had just recovered a little, was forcibly dispersed by powerful forces again.

Zhang Cheng's eyes turned to the mastiff lady not far ahead.

Now I found out that her injuries were indeed very serious. From that position, it was actually only a few hundred meters away, but it was almost a miracle. There was still the last spark of life in her broken body, but if I ignored it, the spark would definitely disappear within an hour or two.

Zhang Cheng picked up a card to "treat serious injuries".

Although Ms. Maverick and he had never met before, and it was almost impossible to be a card for the brigade wizard, her battle just now did touch Zhang Cheng. Whether it was strength, skills or courage, they all had peak performances.

Zhang Cheng's men, especially Yan Bi, praised Ms. Maverick Dog, and even sighed that if there were such an opponent, it would be worth it even if he died in battle. This is the so-called mutual appreciation between soldiers.

The effect of "treating serious injuries" is very strong, and it can turn seriously injured people with only one breath into a barely actionable minor injury state. But as expected, the effect of "treating serious injuries" for mastiff women is very poor.

It cannot be said that it is ineffective, but it may be felt that "treating serious injuries" has become "treating minor injuries". No, even treating minor injuries is not as good as treating minor injuries, which is probably a little better than treating minor injuries. I can only say that it is better than nothing.

Sure enough, the damage caused by divine power is not something that ordinary magic can treat. This is still a breeding goddess, and he borrows only Ao Guang's power. These two are actually not related to killing in terms of authority, but they still have this effect.

At first, Zhang Cheng felt that his senior didn't even have the ability to heal (so he died of serious injury under the attack of Erwei). Later, he realized that the damage caused by divine power was difficult to treat, and now he was completely sure of this.

He took out another "Healing Technique". In theory, this magic can make people directly full of blood and restore all injuries. However, even if it is a healing Technique, the injuries of the mastiff lady still do not improve much. It is probably the degree of "treatment of minor injuries".

But at least it can be seen that this is effective. Since it is effective, there is no problem. Zhang Cheng has not accumulated enough other things in his hands, but with the help of the bear, it is really enough to treat the cards.

He took out four "healing techniques" in a row, and as the number of them accumulated, the mastiff slowly opened his eyes.

"Are you... a... an agency? You are here too..." she said softly. From the second "Healing Technique", she had already regained consciousness, so it was natural that the other party was treating her.

There is no way. Although things on the magic side are difficult to understand by the technology side, the same is true on the other hand. Things on the technology side are actually difficult to understand by the magic side. So although Zhang Cheng is only wearing exoskeleton armor, in the eyes of people in this world, he is a typical mechanical person. The kind of demon puppet who awakens his consciousness for some reason.

Her hand held the gun stick inserted into her body, pulled it out with force, and blood immediately poured out. But the organist released the healing energy again. Her wound began to recover almost instantly.

Not only that, this organist is continuing to release other forces, not only regaining her wounds, but also regaining her physical strength.

Speaking of which, when you look at the steel-wrapped man, you think this guy is definitely a charge warrior, but you didn't expect that he was just a professional nurse. It can only be said that it is difficult for the man to judge his power based on his appearance.

She looked at the other few around her, all of them were demigods she didn't know, at least they were holy ranks. Of course, this is also normal. Now everyone here is natural allies, and they don't need to know each other and stand in a trenches without knowing each other.

The madman stood up, bare-handed, but naturally headed towards the battlefield.

"Wait." said the agency. "You still want to go and fight?"

"This is my mission... are you the same?" She looked at the organist curiously and the few around the organist - these are of different races, and there is even a undead race. She originally thought they were a temporary alliance, but it seemed that the situation was different from what she expected.

"No, this is not my battle." The institution hesitated for a moment. "But I can help you."

On the other hand, the impact of the Thunder Dragon on the White Lotus was finally over, and the battle was decided.

Even though the plug-in was taken away, the goddess still won the victory in this game of conflict.

Although the winning was a bit ugly, there were cracks from inside to outside in the whole body, which proved that the demigods' concentrated attack just now was not so easy to bear.

There was a destructive energy surge in her body, and a piece of body exploded and ruptured, decomposing into particles that could no longer be restored at the microscopic level, and even allowing cell tissue to breed and restore. But her level was not enough, because she was now in a strange state where the fusion of her body and her body, and the goddess's divine power was constantly transforming into an illusory body to fill the wounds. This kind of destruction was everywhere, and even the green dragon horns on her head turned into thorns.

Perhaps it was to fight against this destructive ability, or perhaps because of the side effects of losing Ao Guang's power, the entire surface of her skin was changed under the influence of divine power, and she turned from the blue dragon scales to the evil armor of arthropod creatures. The energy impact that still broke through the body was completely suppressed by the armor, just like the awe of ordinary people for the gods, without any sound.

Although it is far inferior to the moment of recovery just now, it is at least proved that this level of damage is not enough to defeat her.

As for the demigod, it was much more miserable. The demigod who had sent a self-sacrifice attack had fallen under His feet. Even though his eyes were still filled with unwilling anger, the fire of life had been extinguished forever in his stiff body.

Tiro's projection has disappeared - this projection does not contain much power, and this loss is insignificant to the gods. However, the group of demigod-level undead creatures entering here have now been destroyed. Although the demigods of undead creatures are the cheapest compared to other races, such a large number will also be a heavy blow to the undead tribe.

Basically, it can be thought that the Dragon Man won this game, and the one who won very beautifully.

The other demigods... there is no longer any move on the field.

Perhaps Tiro's tactic was flawed, or perhaps it was just arranged by him deliberately, and the power of the goddess's counterattack also attacked everyone.

In the short period of emptiness after releasing a full-strength attack, he was hit by a fierce counterattack that the goddess could not avoid... the result was that all the members lay down. Of course, if it were not for the loss before, only the last ten demigods remained, if it weren't for everyone's efforts before... Then the result of the battle might be the opposite. The goddess might disappear directly.

There were only a few left. The goddess turned her head and focused her attention on the enemies in the distance.

This is a reason. When the other party shouts "I am not an enemy", she puts the other party in her heart. After all, in battle, she always has to give priority to eliminating threatening targets.

Of course, it's their turn now.

But the other party actually took action first, and a figure rushed out of the rain curtain. It was the mastiff lady just now.

Even the god showed surprise at this moment, because He was already convinced that the prey had died - in the previous battle, the madman's trump card was taken out, but all he received was divine punishment.

But now, she seemed so angry that all her injuries were treated. Only the subtle color difference on the surface of her skin proved that it was fresh flesh that had just grown out of the wound.

But unfortunately, she has missed the best opportunity. She is now isolated and helpless.

The god sneered and wanted to launch a fatal attack. Even though the battle just now cost him a lot, there was still power to deal with a mere demigod.

The god was ready to summon the deadly thunder dragon again, but suddenly the god's movements froze because He noticed the sword tightly in the hand of the mastiff lady.

It was a bronze sword with a very ancient style, the type that didn't even have a guard guard. Considering the different but strange types of demigods, it was normal to use any weapon. Many demigods died around just now, and the goddess didn't pay attention to what weapons they were using.

Before, He didn't care about this sword at all, but felt that it was probably picked up by the mare dog lady. But now, He felt danger. It was not the ordinary sense of danger of encountering a strong enemy, but something that transcended all other threats and came from the ancient terrifying phantom.

It was a weapon made against the gods. The sword edge contained evil power that was enough to kill the gods. At this moment, the dog lady held the sword in her right hand and stood in front of her left hand, forming a stable forward movement. From this action, it can be seen that she was not holding the long sword at will, but that she could really use this weapon freely.

By the way, demigods who are good at hand-to-hand combat are almost all proficient in all kinds of martial arts - although they all have their own preferred weapons, as long as the conditions are right, they don't care about changing one.

The mastiff lady rushed up.

Linfan's gods are not immortal bodies, they can also be killed. But this does not mean that they will die like fragile humans. Just like the battle just now, if from the perspective of an ordinary person, the goddess was injured enough to make her die a hundred times. She was beaten more than once, and her body was incomplete, but all the injuries were recovered.

But now, the goddess is angry because of fear. This is not the anger and fear of rational thinking, but an instinctive impulse. Because it can be seen from a rational point of view that the sword must hurt Him before it can take effect. Such a melee demigod wants to approach Him - not to mention whether he can hit Him - just say that it is impossible to approach Him.

But just the desecration of the God-killing Sword in the other party's hand made her furious. She gathered all her strength and prepared to issue a fatal blow that the other party could not bear or avoid. She killed this mortal object directly before getting close.

A gray mist suddenly appeared. Just as the goddess was preparing to attack, a shadow suddenly rose on a piece of ground on the side of his body. A large supernatural shadow was like a black-winged eagle that suddenly appeared, covering the goddess from the side. A hazy figure flashed through the shadow, and in an instant, there were five consecutive attacks, cutting the goddess' back neck and joint positions of the limbs. The crystal shell covering the goddess' body had no defensive effect at all, and the attack completely cut open his body.

No matter what kind of creature, the joint part is particularly fragile. This is because of the price that must be paid to rotate the joints flexibly. Although the body of the god is not a flesh and blood body, this rule must be followed. Moreover, this attack is strongly corrosive, and the goddess at this moment cannot restore it instantly. In fact, no matter what she wants to do, it is too late now.

The madman had already rushed over, raised the sword in his hand, and no flower frame was stabbed directly in front of him. Under the goddess's desperate gaze, he stabbed into His body and hit his chest.
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