Chapter 949

The Flügel girls watching on the sidelines were disgusted.

but.

Her showmanship didn't last more than three seconds before it suddenly stopped.

What broke her out of her delusion was the terrifying elf fluctuations coming from in front of the enemy's all-race alliance.

"Damn it, these guys are the aces in the decisive battle right from the start?!"

Azriel's eyes widened.

After realizing the terrifying scale of the enemy's strength, he immediately commanded the entire army.

"Be prepared for [Sky Strike] to cope with the impact in front of you!"

As a leader, she gave the order and received an immediate response from all the Flügels.

Azrael herself estimated based on the fluctuations how many [Sky Strikes] it would take to offset the attack in front of her.

"Five hundred ways, eight hundred ways, a thousand ways...damn it!"

After seeing the aura in front of him expand more and more, dangerous weapons were thrown out one after another.

Azrael, whose eyelids were twitching, simply gave up her calculations and issued an order in a Flügel-style manner.

"Everyone has it, everyone releases [Sky Strike] together!"

"No need to offset, we will crush it directly!"

The next second, a storm of light and heat that could destroy the world broke out!

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Time goes back half a minute.

In the city in the sky created by Sail Tower.

Seeing the entire army in formation, the murderous Flügel army.

The corner of Xinke's mouth evoked a smile (afda).

"As expected, the Flügels are all idiots who only know how to use violence. They attack in half-attack - this tactic probably doesn't even exist in their minds!"

Ultimately, thinking about strategy is the work of the weak.

The Flügels, who have always been among the strongest, naturally do not know how to summarize the art of war.

If you can crush them, you don't need to think about tactics at all, and naturally you won't realize how much benefit you can get from sneak attacks in front of key nodes.

In a nutshell - a Flügel's mind is all muscle.

So Okan's concerns are unfounded.

"Finding out the only weakness of the goblin race from the coalition forces is something that the Flügel's brains can't do, so there's no need to worry!"

When she spoke like this, she directly offended two people.

One is naturally Okan, the forging god.

As for the other one.

"How dare you say that for a mere weed!"

Jibril stared at Xinke Nilbalen with a smile on her face.

Even though the relationship between the two is much better than it was at the beginning.

The verbal battle never stopped.

"Do you want me to clear up the Flügel's name and get rid of you, the leader of the weeds, first?"

Jibril threatened maliciously.

Although the master she chose was Su Mo, she still felt a sense of belonging to the Flügel.

Not to mention, Xinke deliberately brought her into the scolding, and it would be out of character for her not to fight back.

Regarding Jibril's threat, Xinke Nirvalian did not try to confront it head-on.

Instead, he pretended to be pitiful and hid behind Su Mo.

"Lord Su Mo, please take care of this rabid dog quickly. This idiot is having internal strife at the most critical moment of the decisive battle. I have reason to suspect that she is a spy sent by the Flügel!"

Looking pitiful, Xin Ke rubbed Su Mo's arm while pouring black water on Jibril.

Don't tell me, the wording is really sinister.

"You guy-!"

Jibril clenched her fist and was about to take action.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

The two of them were struck with a knife by Su Mo respectively.

"Don't make a fuss at this time. Originally, the alliance army looked pretty good, but when you make a fuss, it makes me feel like you are leading rubbish like the Eighteenth Route Princes."

Su Mo shook his head helplessly, feeling a bit toothache.

An alliance that is at odds with one another and cannot be united will most likely fail.

Fortunately, Su Mo didn't have much expectations for their unity.

I don't expect these guys to fall in love with each other.

However, it is indeed not the time to let these guys fool around.

so--

"Since everyone on the other side is here, let's say hello to them!"

Su Mo knocked on the table and issued the first battle order.

"[Marrow Explosion], [Void Zero Protection], [Collapse Howl], [Fall Garden]...let all your power be released, no one will be left behind!".

870 Divine Strike, a storm capable of destroying the world

After hearing Su Mo's order.

Forging God Okan showed a shocked expression.

"You actually have to use all your trump cards from the very beginning?"

Shouldn't these powers, which can even harm the gods, be used with extreme caution and for a decisive blow at the last moment?

Why did it start so fast at the beginning?

Unlike him who looked shocked.

Xinke Nirvalen and Jibril had excited expressions on their faces.

Obviously, the two girls had long expected that Su Mo would do this.

"I'm afraid even Lord Artosh would be shocked!"

Jibril smiled wickedly.

"Such a gorgeous greeting is probably the first time in this world!"

Xinke also looked at the sky expectantly.

These two outliers obviously have different ideas from ordinary people.

For them, the bigger the fuss, the better.

As for Hubi who was waiting on the sidelines.

"[Accept command], has been conveyed to other machines."

She was very loyal and conveyed Su Mo's orders to other Ex-Machina machines.

The other Mecha species responsible for liaison and protection immediately conveyed Su Mo's orders to these races.

Then.

Eighteen rounds of [Void Zero Protection], twelve rounds of [Marrow Explosion], ten rounds of [Collapse Howl]...

Ace cards of various races were instantly activated under Su Mo's command.

Then, it launched towards the sky where the Flügels gathered.

Each shot is enough to burn down the continent-level ultimate technique. At this moment, it is all concentrated on Abant Heim.

Every bit of power is enough to blow this God of War's mount to pieces.

The combined power of the sixteen race alliances is powerful enough to kill gods.

The power of the various spells that are gathered together to detonate is doubled under the influence of each other.

The light, like a corona of the sun, bloomed slightly.

Like the tip of a needle, it stung people's eyes.

Even the forging god Okan.

After seeing these gathered attacks being detonated, and the storm gathering enough to destroy the world, I couldn't help but feel a little stunned.

"Such a level of power... I'm afraid it's really enough to kill the God of War Artho!"

He, who was originally very afraid of the God of War, couldn't help but feel a lot of confidence at this moment.

Because even he had never thought about it.

Together, these races can exert such a powerful force even without the help of gods.

It is simply a power that transcends the level of the divine realm.

The brilliance of the incandescent corona, which was lit like a spark, was like a storm that could destroy the world, making even the gods tremble.

Okan was convinced that if the person standing there was not Artosh, but himself.

He might not be able to hold on for more than a few seconds before he would be shattered by this terrifying attack.

Not to mention him, even with a few more gods, he probably wouldn't be able to survive this level of power.

"If this is the case, it can work!"

Just when he was in high spirits and thought that maybe all the Flügels and the God of War Artho could be wiped out with just one strike.

The torrent of power suddenly reversed.

A brand new force oppresses everyone's senses.

Are the Flügels starting to fight back?

No! wrong!

It's not just that!

From Abant Heim, there came a huge change that could not be described as beyond the ordinary.

Space is distorted and time is stretched.

As a result, the explosion of power gathering points such as [Void Zero Protection], [Marrow Explosion], and [Collapse Howl] were all delayed for a moment.

Then.

Suddenly, it was like a supernova explosion.

In the void, a power that surpassed the sum of these attacks was instantly born.

It was a brilliance of power that was enough to shake the starry sky and destroy stars.

The mere manifestation is enough to make the entire planet tremble.

"How is it possible, what on earth is this?!"

Looking at the Flügel base camp, the power that crushed everything and shattered the gods of heaven and earth was erupted.

The entire race of gods in Okan was stunned.

This must be the counterattack of Artosh, the God of War, but this is not important.

Importantly, how could power of this scale exist?