Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

With his unparalleled arm strength, he wanted to withdraw the spear, but what was surprising was that the handle of the spear remained motionless in the hands of the dark blue devil.

The light of the essence of "war" bloomed without hindrance, but it was absorbed and suppressed by the god of disaster.

Just as light is eclipsed before a brighter light, forced into it.

There is no room for the God of War to think.

After a sour voice, a sharp pain hit Artosh's flank.

The divine blood of gold floated in the void, and he was injured for the first time since his birth in the tens of thousands of years.

Still a very serious injury.

"This is... my blood?"

Artesius looked at the divine blood floating by in astonishment.

"It turns out that the gods also have this thing..."

Maybe God of War is not quite right.

The essence of the gods in this world is the essence, and their bodies are simulated using the power of the essence.

Artixio's injury is more like the phenomenon of using the body as a mirror after the injury of the spiritual marrow, which is a reflected warning.

Even so, it's shocking enough.

The strongest dragon spirit, the "Dragon of the End" Hatirem, who can kill the gods, has not done what he has done in the hands of the god of disaster at this moment.

Losing the power of the gods and being protected, the God of War was in a daze, and there were several injuries on his body.

The "Great Pollution" at the wrist sensed Artosh's weakness, meandered upwards, and directly abolished the entire arm.

"My friend...the god of disaster."

The God of War stopped the backward trend and looked at the dark blue devil with a complicated expression.

"It wasn't until I met you that I understood how pale and despised the so-called "strongest" was.The astonishment and joy you gave me Artesio will never be forgotten until the end of the moment when the mind remains! "

He raised his spear.

The golden gun of the god of war shone with light that illuminated the void.

"So far! Dedicate all the power of the God of War to the most worthy opponent! Gather, the feathers of creation, gather your power on the tip of my spear!"

Rope's palm is empty.

He understood what Artoius' actions represented.

Next, it will be the only move named by the God of War, and it is also his most powerful unique move.

The trump card of the trump cards, gathers all the Flügel elves, as well as his own immeasurable power, condenses it into one point, and then releases it.

This is the "magic strike" that destroys the world!

Under the orders of the God of War, whether it was the Flügel that was sealed in the floating continent by the Saillou, or the Flügel that strayed from Abant Heim, all the Slaughter Angels knelt down reverently at the same moment, facing their The Creator devotes his power without any reservations at all.

The elves swayed like ribbons.

Ascend to the sky, through the atmosphere, until you reach the blade of the spear of Artius, the god of war.

In this brief moment, Artesius even transcended the shackles of the world itself and reached some kind of higher position.

"—God strike."

After chanting in a low voice, the God of War pointed his spear at the dark blue Demon God.

A flash of brilliance, staged at the end of the end!

Chapter [-] The end of the end, the penetrated planet

There is a god standing in the void.

With the essence of war, killing, and hatred, he was once the strongest god species above the earth and under the sky, the "God of War" Artesio.

Thousands of years of waiting, until this moment comes true.

The God of War gave all his strength to his only worthy opponent.

The essence, the spirit, is the sublime manifestation of its own existence——

Above the golden spear tip, an energy aggregate larger than the size of the red moon rose up, and the surrounding space was burned, blurring in rebirth and destruction.

The dazzling golden light shines on the void like the sun.

No doubt.

This blow is powerful enough to destroy the world and slaughter all creatures in the world!

Fantasy species, dragon spirit species, Fluttershy species, and even regular god species, no matter what race will be eclipsed in the face of this blow, they will be too frightened to control themselves.

This horror has exceeded their imagination limit.

The sun wheel moved, at a speed neither too slow nor too fast.

The "God Strike" was just approaching, and the shattering aura emanating from the front made Rope's body burn, even if he had multiple "fire avoidance" powers, it wouldn't help.

Because it's not just "fire".