Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

"Now you see it, Orkan."

Rope's appearance gradually changed.

Thirty meters high, the appearance of a dark blue terrifying demon god completely appeared in the world.

"I will use my method to win victory - the meaning of the god of disaster, isn't it just to bring disaster to the world?"

The blood in the second half of the sentence was so strong that it made people vomit.

The cruelty of trampling on the bones of all the non-submissives silenced Orkan.

After a long time, he said.

"A god-like species like you probably shouldn't appear..."

Orkan's whole body shone with the power of divine essence.

The effect of mechanization is like a plague that infects the surroundings. Without Orkan's hands, all kinds of exquisite and complex divine spirit gear driven by elves appear beside the god of forging.

"My little devils keep persuading me to stay in the furnace of God, and they come to help me win. I know they are for my own good, and I know myself, as an old man, that the frontal battle is unlikely to be yours. opponent……"

Orkan looked up, his pupils like a burning comet.

"But after all, the winning rate is not zero. The hammer can forge hard minerals, and it can also smash the ambitions of some guys! Not to mention the god of disaster, you have insulted my dignity!"

"I'm looking forward to how you'll get your dignity back."

The faceless devil made a sneering sound.

The surrounding air was squeezed away by invisible pressure, and the magma cooled and no longer spit out bubbles.

The frozen atmosphere is suffocating.

This will be the first time in thousands of years that the "God of Forging" Okan will attack in person!

The opponent is the embodiment of the concept of "terror" itself - the god species that devours the gods!

Since the fall of Kainas, the battle of the gods is about to break out again!

Chapter [-]: The punishment of the earth, the ending cannot be changed

When the humble realize their own insignificance and the grandeur of nature, starting from sticks and stones, "tools" are born in the world.

Stone, bronze, iron...

It hurts to plow the ground by hand, so there is a hoe.If you can't catch fish in the water, you will starve, so we have weaving and netting.Beasts threaten life, and they have weapons to protect themselves in the first place.

No matter which world, the intelligent creatures will choose to make up for the shortcomings of their own race from the "outside" when they are not born with great power.

Continuously, constantly, from the beginning to the end of history, the inferior creatures repeat the process of making inventions forever.

After a desperately long time, I stood shoulder to shoulder with God.

This is the rise of technology, and this is the glory of "forging".

Orkan's individual strength is very weak, not contempt, but it is really weak and ridiculous.

In its essence, only "flame" can bring the fury that the gods should have. Other means may not be as good as a fantasy seed, standing at the bottom of the gods.

The strength is not as strong as that of the giants, the skin is not as tough as the dragon spirits, and the destructive power released by the spirits can only match the flutters.

But Orkan, as the main god of "forging" and the father of all machines, also has its own uniqueness like those intellectual races who have chosen to supplement from the outside.

Beating with a hammer, the spirit of "forging" imparts spirituality to any material that is simple, even ordinary soil, and turns it into a sophisticated and complex machine.

That machine became Orkan's weapon and armor, just like its kinship goblins, fighting with its only advantage and occupying a seat in the entire world.

The rough elf cannons were fired neatly, densely packed into thousands.

Burning the air, penetrating the clouds, and being blocked by the space block of the dark blue devil, Orkan just stood there and repeated the action of waving the hammer, and exaggerated weapons were continuously produced around it.

The flaming Huobeard giant looked tired.

It is not an easy job to constantly create a spiritual item that "makes the god of disaster troublesome"...

"Annoying flies."

Rope temporarily released the demonization, and jumped in the sky with a more sensitive humanoid posture.

Dodging the attack of the light, a long spear etched with strange lines flew in the distance, giving no breathing room.

- Bang!

Just like a god of martial arts with extraordinary martial skills, at the moment of contact with the spear, Ropey stretched out his right hand to catch the steel spear that did not match his body shape, turned around and unloaded his strength and simply swept away the rest of the attacks neatly. Kan's spear was thrown back with a backhand.

Perhaps now he is going farther and farther on the road, but Ropey, the skill of martial arts, has not been left behind.

The sound of piercing the atmosphere came.

The terrifying power of the God of Disaster accelerated the spear to several times the speed of sound, and in a blink of an eye, it was in front of Orkan, where it was blocked by the rising double steel barrier.

The storm blew the black-haired youth's broken hair, and his azure blue eyes looked down at the flame giant on the ground.

"Whoosh..."

Black smoke spewed from Orkan's mouth.

"Can you...let me rest for a while?"