The Witch of Comprehensive Network: From Azeroth to the Classic of Mountains and Seas

Chapter 1007 The stunning scene that appeared above the war (one update!)

At the same time, the cloud of war is gathering somewhere in the multiverse.

Wings of fine steel-Honorelle is suspended in space.

The steel-like wings reflect a certain kind of cold light in the depths of space.

And creations like it have densely covered this star field.

They are full of cold and rational eyes, condensed in the distant star field.

There, there are a group of creatures that exist in a more different posture.

Their appearance is just like Honorelle's, showing some characteristics of humanoid life as a whole.

But the wings stretched behind it are not shining with a steel-like luster, but only a skeleton-like hideous creation.

It's just that it's not as distorted as its shape is full of evil and dark aura, but lingers with another kind of cold power.

As if he had caught a big fish that was as tall as an adult, the fiery figure lifted it above his head and looked it over.

Some dark, distorted matter on the body of the dark being was roughly torn off by the burning Qingtian figure.

The specific details, even the oldest surviving Eliamanyu people, are difficult to elaborate.

In the next moment, in the chaotic space that has not subsided, a more magnificent figure squeezed in violently!

It didn't even wait for the existence of darkness to stop completely.

But at this moment, many Yuren could clearly perceive the "shape" of the space—it was a magnificent humanoid outline outlined by endless folds and cracks in space...

The darkness that seemed to directly penetrate the soul caused the eyes of many Yuren to reveal the color of pain.

At the same time, the originally tense atmosphere between the two Yuren tribes has disappeared at this moment.

And just when the two huge legions were confronting each other in this space, and the war was about to break out.

It is like the embodiment of destruction of evil and taboo in the ancient legend.

That was a more distant past before the birth of Honorelle.

From the same source, they also develop and grow under the same "roof", and even friction and hostility.

Even just the gaze of the physical plane is enough to cause countless twisted, corrupt and dirty thoughts to emerge in the mind of mortals.

The dispute between blood and fire must end in a cruel enough way.

And the next moment, the dark existence that originally exuded despair and trembling was violently thrown into the air!

Honorelle could not comment on the so-called right or wrong, righteous or evil of this war.

But if there are two, sometimes, it may not be as vast as the feathered people expected...

The violent explosion was like a mortal object accidentally falling into an area full of falling guns.

"The thousands of years of disagreement between Elijah and Manyu people should end today..."

The two sides did not engage in the most conventional form of warfare.

"It's the moment of fate..."

Without any warning, an extremely violent spatial fluctuation suddenly appeared in a certain void next to the battlefield where blood was about to flow into rivers!

With the passage of time, the two tribes that originally decided to "not communicate with each other until old age and death" began to grow stronger.

Honorelle didn't know that its mind was still completely submerged in that star-like brilliance.

This also means that the once ancient fetters are about to be severed in the most decisive form.

There is nothing like war to destroy or...reshape those different voices...

And under the unexpected attention of the feather people, a huge twisted creation that cannot be described in words suddenly appeared from the void!

Is it the means of the opposite?

Although space has never been a concept and existence that can be presented by ordinary material representations.

However, even such a situation cannot bring any pity and sympathy to the attacker.

The fiery figure that followed suddenly appeared behind the other party!

But he seemed to have noticed the Yu people outside the real battlefield, so he stopped.

It was just that catastrophe that split the Eliamanyu people into two different tribes and redeveloped in different star fields of this world.

What kind of indescribable and thrilling feeling should that be?

Perhaps there should not be such a specific sound in the span of time and space.

Perhaps for an extraordinary civilization, such a world is indeed large enough.

This is the first thought that surfaced in the minds of most Yuren.

Why does it appear here so abruptly?

From a relatively static state to a sudden meteor-like posture.

It's just that when the ferocious flames of war ignited, the will of most individuals no longer has much value...

Honore looked at the enemy with hideous skeletons on the opposite side, and muttered in his mouth.

Rather, it is more like the theoretical expectation of mortal things for extraordinary wars, gathering and confronting each other in the form of legions in this vast space.

What a terrifying and twisted evil existence that must be...

Then came a laparotomy-like operation:

Maybe others will misjudge this.

The continuous explosions showed everything the other party had endured.

Are we headed for destruction?
However, before waiting, many feathered people trembled at the sudden presence of taboo and evil.

That dark existence crashed into an asteroid belt uncontrollably!

And when the figure that seemed to make the entire universe blaze disappeared, Honorelle just recovered from the indescribable tremor.

The tyrannical flames are the brightest fireworks in this space.

But it was like the trembling sound of the spaceship engine climbing to a certain peak when the spaceship was jumping in space.

But in the next moment, this idea was rejected:

When a dark being that has just broken its head and is enough to overthrow this civilization casts burning attention on your legion.

The other party was probably planning to throw it away casually.

But for two tribes who also know enough deeply, this is obviously not going to happen.

Today, the two tribes that used to come from the same origin stand on opposite sides of the war...

The feather people couldn't even see the final scene clearly, they saw the dark existence completely frozen in the fiery figure's hands.

That kind of indescribably strong space storm is even enough to form a material level storm in this space!

Or because of that once ancient connection.

Finally, under the friction and blood debt of many lifetimes.

Like a golf ball that has been slammed into a club, its huge, shapeless body instantly completed the technical barriers developed by countless technological civilizations for the initial speed of space.

But at this moment, the majestic sound of some kind of material tearing fills the feather people's pale cognition of this field.

Across a distance that is not too far from the level of space, the Yu people fell into a kind of wordless silence.

And somewhere on Earth in the multiverse:
Yi Xia looked at the complete bait in his hand and nodded with satisfaction.

It looks like it will be a good way...

　I wish everyone a happy Valentine's Day, and as promised yesterday by the bald head, today will be three more...

　　——From the bald head who is not Valentine's Day
　　
　
(End of this chapter)