Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 1687 Stop it, there are transcenders outside

The Chaos Apostle was severely injured, his energy fluctuated violently, his momentum was in a sluggish state, and his body was covered with horrific wounds. Even though the apostle's vitality was amazing, he had undergone fusion evolution once, but after all, he was not as immortal as Kahn.

Ozma has absolute confidence and the corresponding strength to defeat any transcendent, but she can't stand the siege of "non-martial arts", and their cooperation is skillful and tacit, obviously time-honored and tempered on the battlefield.

He couldn't help but recall that he and his best friend Kazan used to cooperate so well, smiling proudly on the battlefield, invincible.

Now there are several transcendents in Veltalon, he can't count them all, his thoughts are like lightning for a moment, Ozma sighed, and the present world is more than a star and a half stronger than his own era.

The mad dragon Hess and the dragon army once made the vicinity of the Howling Canyon uninhabited for hundreds of miles, and thousands of miles of people panicked. The mad dragon caused chaos for decades, and once made the residents of the Perus Empire pessimistic and desperate, calling it the end of the world.

But now, the resurrected [-]% mad dragon has been defeated by Astra. Even if the mad dragon in its heyday is resurrected here, how many waves can be stirred up in this era of gatherings of heroes and transcendence.

Ozma suddenly felt a strong sense of being abandoned in his heart. He was very lonely. After all, he did not belong to this era, but belonged to the "past".

More than 600 years ago, the demon that started the century-old jihad has now awakened again. He wanted to bring the ultimate chaos and infinite darkness to the world, but suddenly there was a subtle taste of death before he could succeed.

Could it be that the people of the past will eventually be abandoned by history? He is not reconciled.

Hiat and the others couldn't care less about sympathizing with Ozma. For example, today there are angels, there are sword immortals underground, and Niandi... they are encircling and firmly locking the terrifying chaotic demon. Ozma's body is about to There is no sign of "human beings".

"Heh... I really don't want it to end so soon, I admit, you guys were unexpected." Ozma, whose breath was fluctuating violently, suddenly calmed down, and the corners of his cold mouth gradually raised, as if mixed with unfathomable mockery.

If they think that they can kill themselves directly here, it is purely whimsical, and they look down on the "God of Chaos" too much.

"Let you know that the real chaos..."

Just when Ozma was covered in wounds all over his body, demonic aura surged to the sky, and he chanted the mysterious taboo method, and an evil and deep black magic circle appeared in the sky... The team was also aggressive, and when they were about to chop off his dog's head, a sudden change happened up.

"What's going on? Uh..."

Among the camps that attacked the pretenders, one of them was a ghost swordsman with a bright red twisted left arm and a sophisticated magic chain. The ghost bond on his arm suddenly exploded, and a bright red and violent mysterious phantom emerged from it. When it appeared, the pupils of the nearby humans began to turn red, and the desire to destroy was crazily rising.

And similar situations didn’t just happen to him alone. For any patient with ghost hands, no matter what their occupation is, even if they use correction tools to strengthen the sword soul bound by ghosts and gods, now the chains of ghosts and gods can’t stop the terrifying force from exploding. It opened, and bright red phantoms continued to emerge from it.

Before being destroyed by Ozma, the capital of gold, Veltalon, symbolizes great opportunities and wealth, and those who are capable can stand out, so naturally many ghost swordsmen come here with dreams.

Especially before the imperial arena was destroyed, the ghost swordsman with ghost hands was a profession favored by many imperial nobles, and they were recruited generously for their own use.

Almost at the same time, thousands of ghosts and gods exploded, and dense red phantoms flew into the sky, covering the sky and the sun, which was terrifying but also extremely spectacular.

The red phantom gathered in the sky, condensing into a tall and burly battle spirit. He had unruly long hair, a sword in one hand, and a giant ax in the other. He was covered in heavy armor, and his aura was extremely violent. The destructive power surrounding him was like a world-ending storm.

"Look, it seems to be your ancestor." Shiku took a break from his busy schedule to tease his teammate, a legendary berserker who also suffered from severe anemia.

"Nonsense, hurry up and give me a bottle of donkey glue blood-enriching granules..." He covered his arms and his eyes were scarlet. With Kazan's appearance, his desire to destroy was rising in his heart.
He himself is better, after all, he has long been used to this special state, but those sword souls who suddenly lost the suppression of ghosts and gods are in a somewhat unstable state. The violent figure of Zan was about to slash at them with his sword.

Fortunately, there are some priests who chant prayers, which have the power to calm the mind and can temporarily suppress the erosion of ghosts and ghosts.

After that, you have to quickly create a new ghost bondage.

"God of Destruction Kazan?!"

Hiate frowned slightly in surprise, the bright red phantom that emerged from the ghost's hand was the number one ghost - Kazan of the Soul of the Blade.

Kazan's century-old body had been burned by Yelin in the Avengers Fortress with the Holy Spirit rune, and now the other party seemed to use ghost hands as a medium to take the initiative to descend on his battle spirit.

"Ozma, stop, death is enough!" Kazan said in a low voice. He believed that his best friend would never win, there were transcendents everywhere, and the chances were very slim.

"My best friend, Kazan, it's really gratifying to see you again. If it wasn't for the inappropriate venue environment, I would like to have another drink with you." Ozma smiled slightly, dear old friend, he knew that each other must we will meet.

In the distance, Karenin and Leonit, who were in a ghostly state, were also shocked on the spot. They trembled with excitement. General Kazan had returned from the underworld.

The two of them hurriedly followed, because they were too emotional, causing ripples in their souls.

Losing the military command of the two generals of the Perus Empire, the Pretender's front was finally torn a big hole, in which the fierce blood man Jie Te was beheaded by Qianying and nailed to the ground.

However, Ozma has no intention of stopping the singing, Hiate and the others are also sharpening their swords, and there is bound to be a shocking collision, and the winner will be life or death.

Seeing this, Kazan sighed deeply and helplessly. His own power of the first ghost and god is not qualified enough to forcibly stop this tragic war.

But he can't watch his best friend continue to go to that woman's conspiracy and fall in vain.

Boom!

The ground cracked, red light burst out, and dense blood-stained ancient ghost chains drilled out, spreading and binding Hiate and the others. There were grievous souls on the chains, wailing endlessly.

"Kazan!" Mei Weisi's face suddenly turned cold, and she warned: "If you continue to use the power of the underworld dimension, when you are liquidated, you will be sunk into the bottom of the Styx River and eaten by thousands of ghosts, and then you will fall into Nastro De, eternally freeze the battle soul, and Kazan, the sword soul, will never appear again in the world!"

Kazan knew that he was invincible, so imitating the method of sealing Ozma back then, he took the initiative to summon the chains of the underworld, and forcibly pushed back the attack of Hiat and the others.

"For the sake of my best friend not going astray, I don't care." Kazan replied directly and calmly.

Ozma was not ignorant either. Taking advantage of this hard-won opportunity, the black wings suddenly waved and turned into a black line, pulling Kazan and disappearing into the sky.

By the time Hiate and the others smashed the chains of the underworld, they had completely disappeared. Xiaoyu shook her head slightly, indicating that it is difficult to get accurate results in oracle divination.

The Hebron royal family's prophecy secret technique also needs more time to prepare, in short - a bit too late.

"Ozma is seriously injured and can't make waves. Let's deal with Ventalun first," Momei said.

When Ozma fled, the army of hundreds of thousands of pretenders also started to attack crazily, or fled in all directions, like startled cockroaches.

Afterwards, Astra couldn't bear to see anyone who was bigger than him, and took the initiative to fight with the first pretender, Embinol, and pinched him fiercely.

Hiat and the others also shot frequently, causing violent explosions among the army of pretenders, killing countless people.

Yuena came to the pure and flawless sanctuary and purified Veltalon, which was bred by evil, but the reputation of this "golden capital" seems to have become a thing of the past.

(End of this chapter)