When the Juggernaut Comes to the Second Dimension Chapter 917
If the iron hammer is so huge that it is no different from a city, then even if the five-kilometer-long giant sword is not as huge as the hammer, it can still be called an absolute colossus.
Seeing the formation of this giant sword, the eyes of the God of Forging shook a little due to astonishment, and at the same time he also understood that this is the time for a decisive battle.
"... stupid new god, let you experience the horror of the sun falling!"
The God of Forging put away the machete and held the hammer with both hands, causing the flames on the hammer to rise again.
The atmosphere centered on the hammer seemed to be violently fluctuated by the oscillating water surface. The flames on the surface of the huge hammer were so intense that they seemed to turn into lava. Except for the handle, the huge hammer was wrapped in full flames.
The hammer was raised high, and the flames on the surface gathered together, as if the sun that had disappeared in this world for tens of thousands of years was hung high in the sky again, illuminating the entire continent and even forcing the elf fleets in the distance to start Retreat from this continent through space transfer.
If they stay in this situation, there may be a lot of casualties. Even if the high-level magicians on the frigate who cast defensive spells can withstand the aftermath, if the God of Forging insists on moving the battlefield over and fighting among them, then At that time, they will also suffer great damage.
Anyway, they have already done what they can basically do, and it took a while for the god of forging. If the defensive technique is removed, only the heat wave of the artificial sun can roast them to death. To avoid possible war and unnecessary damage, the fleet withdrew from this place in order to preserve its strength according to the predetermined plan.
No one at the scene cared about the departure of the fleet. The compound super giant sword composed of wind, ice, moonlight and holy sword and the "sun" lifted high into the sky, these two extraordinary things were in the hands of their master Xin Shen. Confront each other driven by the old gods.
The murderous intent between the two gradually increased, and the murderous aura released at the scene alone was enough to cause ordinary life forms to die silently.
The two gods stood thousands of feet apart, looking at each other with the same sharp eyes, as if they were planning to find out the weaknesses in each other, and they seemed to just plan to take a last look at the opponent who was about to become the "former" enemy before the decisive battle .
The center of the continent is filled with the breath of death.
After a brief confrontation, with Yong Ye's fingertips sliding, the super giant sword that synthesized the power of multiple attributes slashed towards the forging god holding the artificial sun.
As if to destroy everything on the earth, the super giant sword that was swept away created a violent gust of wind, but that wind was cold wind, the cold wind that froze the earth.
On the way, the flames on the ground were blown out, the dark red on the lava disappeared, and it was even covered with thick frost in a blink of an eye. Even the sea in the distance began to freeze, and snowflakes floated in the sky.
The mighty giant sword attacked, but the God of Forging was not afraid at all. He poured all his power into the huge, scorching hammer that was as dazzling as an artificial sun, making the sun-like ball burst out with even greater momentum and became more powerful. Shining brilliance, and just smashed down.
Around the artificial sun, there was a vortex of power that distorted the surrounding light. It was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it. It made the snowflakes falling in the sky instantly turn into rain, and evaporate the next moment.
Not long after, the combined sword of wind, ice, moonlight, and holy sword collided with the scorching sun.
————Boom??
With a loud noise, it exploded.
At the moment of the conflict, the space was completely broken, and the vortex caused by the power conflict of the top gods shattered everything around, and even the time and space began to be chaotic.
The black ash no longer exists at this moment, and everything seems to be going to shatter, and everything in the material world will not be spared.
In the end, everything disappeared. The giant sword, which could not withstand this conflict of power, completely disintegrated, and the magic hammer, which had accompanied the God of Forging for countless years, was also covered with a large number of cracks at this moment, and finally exploded. split and disintegrated into atoms.
Only a dark red magic sword, which was located on the innermost side of the giant sword, was spared, but it also escaped Yong Ye's control and fell from the air, falling into the bottomless pit created by the impact.
The main weapons of both sides disappeared, but the battle did not end there.
The machete that had been put away before reappeared in the hands of the God of Forging, and a ferocious smile appeared on the rough face of the God of Forging.
"It is indeed over, you—sad new god!"
Time and space were spanned in an instant, and while Yong Ye was still panting from the previous attack, the tip of the blade slashed straight at his chest, slashing open his heart, and severing his body together with the keel.
The speed at which the situation turned down was too fast for people to react.
The god of forging, who was at a disadvantage, suddenly took advantage of the time of the collapse, without even taking any preparatory actions, he crossed a distance of ten thousand feet, and suddenly cut Yong Ye in two. Carbonize it all over.
Only if it is cut into two pieces, the indestructible keel that cannot be destroyed can only be cut, and it still remains.
it's all over.
That's how it should have ended.
But... everything didn't end there.
Yong Ye was cut in two, carbonized and then died, but when the God of Forging smiled again, he was resurrected again.
The pair of dark red light wings behind her expanded rapidly as if Jibril's wings were launching a powerful attack. With the power to change the size and quality, the dark red light wings stretched out like a bow full of strings, turning into a complete When the God of Forging was secretly proud of himself, the killing weapon instantly slashed in obliquely, pierced through his armor, and pierced into the inside of his divine body.
From the beginning, this dark wing was not just a simple wing, but the most primitive and terrifying sharp blade.
"---Well?!!"
Uncontrollable cries of pain appeared, and the God of Forging couldn't understand the current situation.
Even though he knew that Yong Ye would not die if his chest was pierced, he didn't know how to bear the heart-piercing injury. Still revived after being burned to ashes by divine fire.
On the burning machete, there is a destructive power that can make Yong Ye's heart ring for a long time, but... the flame is weakened after killing him, and Yong Ye can't really die with one death, especially after gaining death. Even more so after the power of God.
With the still lingering contempt in the heart of the God of Forging, as well as the astonishment caused by the shock at the moment, coupled with the trauma he suffered before, Yong Ye understood that this was a real chance to decide the outcome.
A fleeting opportunity, if you miss this moment, you may not be able to wait for the next opportunity.
When the God of Forging was stunned, he instinctively slashed at his chest again with a machete that was much weaker than before, intending to push him back with this blow, but Yong Ye insisted on fighting to lose both. Allowing a deep mark to be drawn on his chest, ignoring the blood scattered all over the sky, he pulled out the March of the Dead that he carried with him.
——After a while, the real ending finally came.
The momentary opportunity can be described as a real life-and-death moment, and Yong Ye bet everything on the sword that will kill the dead on the march, rather than having a powerful magic sword.
The unpretentious knife light flashed.
From stillness, it reached the fastest speed in an instant, as if the slash surpassed time and space, and cut into the huge body of the god in front of him truly and deeply.
I don't know when he pulled out the blade, and when he cut it out, he pulled it out quickly, and then he slashed again with the same speed as before, and the dark red wings also launched a strong attack at this moment.
The chest and heart were cut, and the internal organs were weakened and burned with divine fire. These pains and the effects of the injuries were superimposed, and even made Yong Ye's consciousness blurred.
But swallowing the blood rushing up from his throat, he again, driven by the will to fight, wielded the blade and light wings, causing them to fall on the giant's body like raindrops, continuously piercing through its divine attire and divine body, It quickly turned into a ruined rag, falling from a high altitude and falling to the ground.
Afterwards, Yong Ye also fell down and stood there, staring closely at the God of Forging who did not die even so, but lost his ability to move.
"...I'm sorry to disappoint you. It seems... thanks to your mentality... I won this time."
"...I actually... lost... lost to... the new god..."
In the middle of a chaotic land, the god of forging, who was constantly being attacked and cut his body, fell on his back to the ground, and what he uttered from his mouth were still unbelievable words.
"...That's all...this game...I quit..."
Not long after, the God of Forging sighed deeply. Although it was difficult to accept, he still had to choose to accept the reality of defeat and gave up resistance in the face of reality.
Or... He was already unable to resist, he just closed his eyes and waited for Yongye's final blow.
Yongye's control ability has an upper limit, he can't brainwash a god for him to use, and the current situation is too dangerous, there is no time to do that kind of thing.
Now, the real start of all plans, the final victory built with death, is only one blow away.