Chapter 7 Chapter 7 Death Realm

The open plains are boundless. In the dark night sky and rolling dark clouds, Phyllis quickly passed through the thorns, then moved forward at full speed, and ran towards the plain. Not far away, on the Eral River between the Shanchuan Empire and the Qianji Kingdom, the sound of raging waves can be heard in the wind. Countless bones have been buried on the wide riverside in countless wars over the years. The battlefield of blood. According to legend, this place is actually the gateway to the abyss, but it’s just a legend... Phyllis stood on the open grassland and slowly put on the pointed hat. Control, but after controlling the black sickle, the strange black clothes can no longer blind his reason.

The sound of the wind and the faint sound of water mixed in the wind made this night unsettling. Even if there were other sounds, they were easily ignored. The dark clouds in the sky made the distance between the sky and the earth seem to be closer, and the open field was full of people. There was a dead silence. In the dark field, three people slowly appeared, namely Bolivar, Kuang Zhan and Thunder. Phyllis did not use the double-edged ax that was handy, but drew out the black death scythe around his waist. The breath of the double-edged ax always restrained him, and it would become a burden when the murderous aura was strong.

Phyllis doesn't like being restricted tonight, even though the double-edged ax in his left hand and the black sickle in his right hand can make him more powerful... But this night will be a night of life and death. Only by letting go of his hands and feet can he have vitality. There may be hope that the seal of power will be lifted! Bolivar, Berserk, and Thunder looked at him wearing civilian clothes and a black pointed hat, and his figure looked a bit bloated. Oh, Phyllis still retains the same makeup as before. The three of them looked at such a guy , Can't help showing a look of surprise in his eyes, this...is the person they want to kill?

Surprise is surprise, if you want to kill, you still want to kill! Bolivar, Berserk and Thunder are just a little confused. Do they really need the three of them to kill such a person?It seems that it is not as simple as this. Could it be that this comeback is because of this person?They hadn't heard of anyone else receiving a killing mission like theirs. Phyllis looked at the three of them calmly, his eyes slowly turned cold, he separated his hands, and relaxed his mind. Since the power is sealed, let the black sickle indulge for a while, and let it fight! The liberated black sickle trembled, the narrow and curved blade emitted black mist, and a strong breath of death permeated the air.

It wasn't until this time that Bolivar and the others looked at Felice again and realized that this person was not so simple. The pure and cold death breath was too strong. It was hard to imagine how many people this guy had killed. This kind of breath was cultivated. Obviously, they didn't know the details of Felice, and they didn't know that the source of the death breath was the death black scythe, not Felice itself. what! Phyllis let out a long howl, and the feeling of being crazily absorbed by the death black scythe, almost draining the energy-concentrating pill, was so bad that he couldn't help letting out a long howl to vent.

The make-up on his face peeled off quickly, looking very weird and frightening, a white halo appeared on the originally dark cheeks, it was a kind of paleness that made people feel cold, the eyes were no longer black and white, It was all black, as deep as a vortex that would suck people in at any time. Bolivar watched Felice's changes in astonishment and realized that they had missed an excellent opportunity.But even if they miss it, it won't make them feel pity. Who are they?They are gods! It is a new god, the god who controls everything, and controls the life and death of any creature in the world!

"Thunderstorm, go and get rid of him, don't forget to take down his double-edged axe!" Bolivar seems to like to use Thunderbolt very much, there is no way, who wants Thunderbolt hundreds of years later than him and Kuangzhan. Thunder nodded, and the huge fists covered with inch-long hairs struck each other, making a dull sound, and several tiny purple lightning bolts jumped out between the fists. Thunder strode towards Felice with contempt in his eyes, and his long, blown hair fluttered in the wind, looking very majestic and imposing. "No matter who you are, it is your honor to die at my hands!"

Thunder said in a muffled voice, "Do you really think of yourself as a god?" Phyllis grinned, revealing a smile. It was indescribably weird that his appearance showed such a smile at this time. "Blasphemy, die!" Thunderstorm roared angrily.He was straightforward and didn't say much. He threw out both fists, and the surrounding space distorted strongly, and even made a tearing sound. Countless purple lightning swept towards Felice. After making this move, Thunderbolt stopped moving. In his opinion, no one in this world could withstand such a move from him. He even began to worry that under such strong energy, the double-edged ax would not be able to withstand it. Destroy it.

The black breath of death swirled violently, and Felice couldn't be seen making any movements, but when the mist wrapped Felice in it, it was originally a pitch-black night, and it was wrapped in mist, let alone Felice's body. figure. "Thunderstorm, be careful!" Bolívar's eyes burst out with crystal light, and he said anxiously: "Be careful behind!" Before the thunderstorm, he hadn't noticed it, but when he heard Bolivar's horrified cry, he immediately became careful, and immediately felt the coldness behind his head, so he lowered his head suddenly in fright, took a step forward, and roared with a backhand Fist, obviously didn't dare to be careless this time, the fist can sweep, bring up the lightning that is as thick as a bowl, and shoot it out fiercely.

boom! There was a loud noise, and there was a cloud of sand on the ground. The thunderstorm realized that Felice somehow got behind him, and cut off the long and narrow black sickle. Fortunately, Bolivar reminded him in time, and he reacted quickly , The lightning fist that blooms can collide with the black sickle, that black sickle is really weird, it cuts through a long section of purple lightning before retreating powerlessly. The result of the head-to-head confrontation between Felice and Baolei could not be detected. Felice swung away quickly like a cloud of mist in the force of the shock. His eyes were still so cold and murderous. Without any exception.

Surprised by the thunderstorm! Bolivar and Kuangzhan were also extremely shocked! It's hard for them to imagine that there will be such a strong person in the world. No one knows the strength of Thunderbolt better than them. But if Bolivar hadn't practiced magic just now, he was extremely sensitive to the breath of death, and he could sense the turbulent breath of death. Flow direction, if you remind Thunderbolt in time, Thunderbolt's good head may have been cut off at this time.To be beheaded in one face-to-face... It's horrifying to think about it. Phyllis smiled contemptuously. At present, all his energy is controlled by the black sickle, and the black sickle can easily face these guys who think they are gods. Their strength is really ordinary. Really overestimated those guys. "Go to hell, 'gods', I need you... haha..." Phyllis let out an eerie laugh.The voice flickered, just like his looming figure, elusive. swish! A tangible wind rolled up in the wilderness, each of which was the shadow of a knife cut by a black scythe. There are more and more knife shadows, overwhelming and dense. The thick fog of death also became thicker, as if it was connected with the dark clouds in the sky, seriously disturbing the vision of Bolivar and others, and slowly eroding and permeating their bodies. Bolivar, Kuang Zhan, and Thunder became more and more surprised, no, even horrified. Facing such an unpredictable and strange attack, they felt at a loss what to do. Let's just talk about the cold wind, damn it, is it the wind or the real knife shadow?Out of caution, Thunderstorm punched Feng Feng hard, but it missed. Kuang Zhan had learned from the thunderstorm, and recognized that it was a mental attack deliberately created by his opponent, so he chose to ignore it. As a result, the wind shadow swept over his body and scratched his clothes, even though his skin was strong At the extreme end, a white mark was also scratched by the light and shadow, and the chill of death almost penetrated into the skin. Berserk belongs to the Bear Clan, and the skin of the Bear Clan is stronger than other orc races, not to mention that Berserker is still a strong man from the generation of Bolivar and Suribat a thousand years ago, so his strength is even more unimaginable, but now... It's really depressing to be at a disadvantage because you can't see the shadow of your opponent. No one dares to underestimate this wind and shadow. Bolivar instantly released the wind blade magic, and countless wind blades burst out from between his hands, facing the wind shadows. After those wind blades met the wind shadows, they were the same as the thunderstorm punch before. No effect, although the Kazekage was cut off effortlessly, but those Kazekage who were cut off turned into two, more in number and more densely attacked. God! Still let people live? This kind of attack is simply invulnerable, seemingly easy, but it has unlimited killing intent.After wind blades, fireballs... and even the powerful storm spell were useless, Bolivar could only choose a conservative defense. He wanted to know, wouldn't this guy consume energy if he made such an attack?That is impossible.As long as he loses energy and takes defense, sooner or later he will be unable to use it, or he will be exhausted. The golden-yellow magic barrier forms a huge circular mask, which protects Berserker and Thunderstorm together. The mask exudes a warm aura of bright magic power, which effectively drives away the residues of Berserker and Thunderstorm. The coldness of the body. Facts have proved that Bolivar's choice is correct. When those lights and shadows encounter the mask, they can't cause any damage to the mask, but bypass the mask and gather behind the mask, without any influence on the people in the mask. "What the hell is that guy!" Thunder said with lingering fear. Kuang Zhan was also full of astonishment. When they returned after a thousand years, they did not expect to encounter such a difficult thing, which severely shocked their original thoughts of looking down on the world. "how could I know!" Kuang Zhan touched the cut on his arm and said angrily. "Master, don't you have any inside information?" Thunderbolt looked at Bolivar unwillingly. Bolivar also shook his head, with a complicated look in his eyes, and he felt a little ominous. Suddenly! Bolivar exclaimed, "Not good!" Before he finished speaking, he watched the golden mask melt like snow in the sun, and all the light disappeared, and what flowed in was no longer wind and shadows, but a kind of viscous...air? "Master, use the light curtain to defend!" Thunder said anxiously. After a while, Bolivar said with a trembling voice: "God, my magic power has been seriously disturbed, damn it..." While speaking, a small fireball appeared in front of Bolivar, but it was extinguished in an instant. Bolivar said: "Damn it, I can only cast this lowest-level magic instantly. If I want to use more advanced magic, I may need to chant spells..." What is a spell? That was something Bolivar had ignored many years ago. Even before he disappeared, the only high-level spells he needed to cast were those high-level spells, and middle and low-level spells could be cast instantly at will. But now, he can only cast low-level magic instantly, oh, to be precise, it should be the lowest-level magic, and for slightly advanced ones, he has to chant spells, and the hidden meaning of Bolivar's words is: Even if you chant , It is still unknown whether it can be sent out, because he has not tried it yet. "Do you want to try? Unfortunately, no chance!" Phyllis' voice appeared in the pitch-black space, and suddenly there was light in the space. Although it was faint, it was enough for the naked eye to see something. Bolivar found that the surrounding environment was suddenly completely different from before. The flat field now turned into a battlefield that seemed to have just undergone a fierce battle. There were corpses scattered all over the ground, and broken, blood-stained flags fluttered feebly. , there are a few griffins flying in the sky that specialize in eating carrion. "Oral Encounter!" Berserker blurted out. No one is more familiar with this battlefield than him. More than a thousand years ago, Kuangzhan was still a young man full of blood. He had just entered the army of the Shanchuan Empire. A fierce battle for the ownership of about 100 kilometers of land on both sides of the Olar River. That was the first time Kuang Zhan saw a large number of deaths, the first time he felt the fragility of life, and the first time he had the determination to become stronger. When the war ended, Kuang Zhan once looked at the wrecked battlefield without saying a word for a long time, and that scene was deeply engraved in his heart. There have been countless wars in the days to come, and there have even been many wars that were more tragic than the encounter with Eral, but there was no war that impressed Kuang Zhan more than the encounter with Eral.At this time, Kuang Zhan was stunned when he suddenly saw the familiar scene back then. "field……" Bolivar's voice was dry, and it was difficult to spit out the word. field! A power possessed by God! What God possesses is the ability to create and destroy, to create his own domain, to transform everything in the domain, and to be the master in his own domain. In countless myths and legends, there are descriptions about domains. The God of War has the battle domain, and the goddess of life has the life domain... Bolivar, Berserk, and Thunder have always thought that they are already gods, omnipotent gods, but they also know very well that they are the gods of the new era, the gods of the new era after the end of the age of mythology, and they are in front of the world. Possessing incomparable abilities, they can create a brilliant future for people, and they can also easily destroy a person's life. Creation and destruction are redefined by them. But they didn't expect that they really saw the realm of God at this time. On the battlefield, the smell of blood was extremely strong. Although the black mist with the breath of death disappeared, Bolivar and others clearly felt that the breath of death had just become invisible, and it was actually much stronger than before. "Field? Oh, well, it's the realm." Phyllis grinned, revealing her white and miserable teeth. In the past, such a smile would definitely be described as brilliant, but at this time, apart from being gloomy, it was still gloomy. Phyllis raised the black scythe, and the dark wind howled in the space, and the melody of the mourning song could be heard. On the ground, countless wreckages suddenly slowly climbed up. The incomplete and bloody corpses surrounded Bolivar and others with the weapons in their hands. Bolivar and Thunderbolt felt nothing but horror, but that was not the case in Berserk. My God... he actually saw a familiar face among the dead bodies. It was his comrade who died on the battlefield... … "Knife Gallery!" Kuang Zhan said in shock.He clearly remembered that if the knife corridor hadn't blocked the fatal knife for him back then, and exchanged his own life for the safety of Kuang Zhan, then there would be no great orc heroes in the future, let alone Kuang Zhan now. "Frenzy!" Bolivar shouted in a deep voice: "This is a domain, a false domain, don't be confused!" "Confusion? How can I use such a low-level trick? Die!" Phyllis shouted coldly, and the black scythe in his hand suddenly came out, spinning, bringing up a black tornado. A large number of corpses raised their weapons and slashed fiercely at Kuangzhan, Thunderbolt, and Bolivar. Resisting the attack of these corpses is too easy for the three Bolivars today, but it is disgusting. Looking at the mutilated faces of the dead, the always elegant magician Bolivar first felt It was nauseating. After the death black scythe spun a huge tornado, it returned to Felice's hands, and the huge tornado roared and swept towards Bolivar and others. The corpses involved in the tornado were instantly shattered into a bloody rainstorm, pouring towards Bolivar and the others overwhelmingly. Roar! Berserk and Thunder roared. In the blink of an eye, Thunderbolt punched dozens of times and struck out dozens of bowl-sized lightning bolts, but the lightning bolts were no longer purple, but white, which was even more powerful than purple—pure lightning! Kuang Zhan spun, and in an instant, his thick, long and strong legs kicked countless times, and countless tornadoes with a height of five meters and the thickness of a person emerged. Although they didn't look as powerful as the black tornado, they were not as powerful together. Powerful. Ow! Kuang Zhan roared loudly, rippling sound waves swayed from his mouth, and the sound waves turned into storms mixed with the strong wind and attacked together. Bolivar has become the most useless guy. He can't play a series of small fireballs, can he?In desperation, he had an embarrassed expression on his face, and took advantage of the time bought by the mad battle and thunderstorm to quickly chant the spell. Fortunately, he had a superb memory, and he could still remember the spells from thousands of years ago. If he forgot the spells at this time, Then you will lose your adult. Rumble! The black tornado brought a torrent of blood and rain, swept through the lightning like a thunderstorm, and then encountered a violent tornado. The two similar attack modes, the trajectories were mixed, and after spinning and making a series of loud noises, the black tornado was unexpectedly small. a lot. Phyllis didn't attack immediately. Berserk and Thunder seized the opportunity to let go of their hands and feet and attack regardless of energy loss. In the end, they actually wiped out the tornado, but their bodies were inevitably stained with a lot of blood and flesh. , as disgusting as you want. Bolivar is still chanting incantations. I remember them, but they haven’t been used for thousands of years. It’s very unfamiliar. You know, chanting incantations not only requires memorizing the content of the incantation, but also has strict requirements on the rhythm of chanting. I don’t know that Bolivar What kind of magic to use, anyway, the spell is very long, and it has not ended until now, but now he found a strange thing, that is, although this domain is very scary, it does not seem to be as powerful as in the legend. You know, the real domain Not only can it create the environment, but it can also weaken the strength of opponents in the field. Although this field hinders his magic power, he can feel the fluctuation of magic power as he sings the spell, and the energy of mad battle and thunderstorm does not seem to be there. affected. He really wanted to interrupt the spell and tell Kuang Zhan and Thunderstorm what he found, but he could only think about it. If he really interrupted the spell, he would have to start over if he wanted to cast the magic. At this critical moment of life and death, delaying time would be tantamount to suicide . Kuang Zhan and Thunder also understand that Bolivar's spell is at a critical moment. Among the three of them, Bolivar is really powerful. If Bolivar's spell can be cast, it may change the current situation, at least from This damn place to get away. Kuangzhan and Thunderstorm also used unique moves to attack crazily regardless of their own energy consumption, but helplessly, Felice's figure was too erratic, and sometimes even if he attacked, it was like a shadow, like It dissipated like a gust of wind, and then reappeared. "Aren't you gods? Gods still feel strenuous? Haha..." Phyllis laughed loudly, "Then go die! Hand over your poor souls, the soul is the most real..." Before he finished speaking, Felice swung the death black scythe horizontally, slashed down fiercely, and then cut out horizontally. The cross-shaped blade came surging forward with awe-inspiring murderous aura, and at the same time, his body suddenly disappeared. Before Thunderstorm, he had tasted the pain caused by Felice's sudden disappearance. At this time, he had to allocate a little energy to protect himself, guarding left and right, and couldn't concentrate, for fear that Felice would appear beside him again and attack fiercely. one time. Regrettably, Phyllis's waiting just now seemed not only to make them tired, but also to see the weakest one among them. Now it seems that Thunderbolt has been selected. "die!" Thunderbolt didn't see Felice's shadow, but felt the dark wind blowing on his face, and a loud shout appeared next to his ear, which made his head buzz, and then, a big hand grabbed the top of his head fiercely, making him He was terrified that when this hand grabbed the top of his head, he couldn't use his own energy, the energy of the "god" that came from outside. Crack! Thunderstorm felt a chill in his throat, and he even heard the sound coming from his own neck.Immediately afterwards, severe pain struck, and his eyes went dark and he lost consciousness. In the bloody air, Felice was floating above Thunderbolt's head, and the hand holding Thunderbolt's head shone with a black light. Immediately, a fingernail-sized light spot appeared in the head, floating above Felice. In front of him, Felice threw away Thunderbolt's head and held it in his palm. "Less than I thought..." Felice smiled coldly, and the light spot disappeared in Felice's palm. Kuang Zhan was stunned, just seeing each other... What scares him the most is that that guy seems to have come here specifically for the spot of light, not only can he easily get that thing, but he can actually put it away... Who the hell is he? Kuang Zhan felt powerless for a while. He knew the cruelty of war since the encounter with Eral more than a thousand years ago. Therefore, he has been practicing hard to improve his own strength. He has never been afraid, but now, he is really afraid. . He didn't understand that when he was a human being, he was so high-spirited and lucky, how could he be so unlucky after becoming a "god"?He was in danger just after returning, and now it seems that he, Thunderbolt, and Bolivar are simply cannon fodder, or in other words, they are experimental tools thrown out by others to test the strength of their opponents...