Where is the third collapse? ! !

Then, a hero, clad in silver armor and riding a majestic horse, appeared. He brandished his sword and spear, crushing all the villains in one fell swoop, and embraced the protagonist, whose face was filled with emotion and attachment, as they walked towards a happy and bright future.

"The only story that ended abruptly was not something I made up."

——Along with the oath of a mere mortal declaring war on the gods.

……

Chapter 88: The God King and the Emperor of Heaven fought to the borderland, even obliterating the universe.

At the horizon, in the command room of the Beloberg—

"Target 001 (Herrscher of Thunder) and Target 002 (Shesha) have been temporarily suppressed by the second round of artillery fire. They are expected to break through the blockade in thirty seconds!"

"The anti-interference magnetic field in the ring area has sounded an alarm! It is suspected that the power of target 001 has interfered with it!"

"Don't panic! Activate the telekinesis device to materialize and confine the electromagnetic wavelength, then use the directed energy shield to defend and fill any gaps!"

"Roger that!"

"All five hundred Black God missiles in the fleet have been loaded! The third round of firepower coverage is in place!"

"Fire all your missiles in ten batches! Simultaneously use the P7 tractor beam to coordinate with the enemy. Timing is up to you! Don't give the enemy time to breathe!"

"Yes!"

Fu Li on the ground only needs to show off in front of the Herrscher of Thunder, but Cocolia, who is responsible for restraining the enemy in the rear, has a lot to consider.

Fortunately, when the aerospace battleship enters combat mode, the VV2 time acceleration device developed in cooperation with the [Spiral Workshop] will be activated inside to prevent the shipboard personnel from missing opportunities due to untimely reaction in the confrontation with powerful individual units.

Yao Yeji, who was busy sitting in her adjutant's position, shouted: "Lord Cocolia! A sudden and unfamiliar critical energy reaction has been detected!"

"Finally here, little Fuli!"

Cocolia waved her hand and said, "Project the live footage!"

"Yes!"

The staff in charge of image processing responded and lowered their heads. After a while, a halo of light condensed from virtual to real in the empty area in front of everyone.

The tin-white light displayed not only coldness, but also solemnity and majesty, just like a pilgrim meeting with God.

In the light stood a steed as majestic as a mountain, clad in heavy armor inlaid with metal patterns. Its white fur shone with a crystal-like glow, and its eight strong legs were like the supports of a wheeled crane to stabilize the vehicle body.

A huge shadow sat on the horse's back, covered in heavy dark golden armor with a faint glow.

He held a curved spear in his hand, the arc of the spear body was like the trajectory of a meteor across the sky; on his iron-faced face, the only golden pupil illuminated the surroundings like a giant lamp.

"Is this... Odin?"

His iconic one-eye and eight-legged horse made many staff members murmur his name. The title of the Lord of the Aesir and the King of the Norse Gods has long been a household name in the development of modern film and television industry.

The King of Magic and Wisdom leads an army of the dead on the battlefield and sends out the heroic Valkyries to collect the souls of the dead in preparation for the inevitable Ragnarok.

This cannot and will not scare the battle-hardened elite reformists. In the eyes of these radicals, things like Shura gods and Buddhas should have been swept into the trash can long ago with the vigorous development of mankind and science. No matter how hard the remnants of the old era struggle, they cannot board the ship to the new world.

They are a group of people who only know how to fight for precious things in their birthplace (Earth). They seem to have mastered various conceptual abilities, but in fact they are all bragging. Our human goal is to reach the stars and the sea!

Soon, the inspector in charge of this aspect turned around and reported: "No divine reaction, it's just a branded product!"

"Idiot! Does it mean it's a branded product if it doesn't have divinity? Did you get eaten up by the critical energy reaction just now?"

Cocolia scolded him: "Zoom in the target's eye image!"

Props that forcibly increase an individual's combat power are always accompanied by various side effects, such as the person being unable to control the surge in power, or the mind being contaminated and bewitched by the things residing in it.

Things borrowed for nothing must always be returned, it may be the soul or it may be life.

The eight-legged horse named Sleipnir let out a thunderous roar, its roar was so deep and powerful that it seemed as if it held thunder in its mouth.

The dark golden horseshoe dug into the ground, and his whole body exuded a sense of restlessness.

The 'Odin' in the image lowered his eyebrows, and his iron-cast hands pressed down the tall horse under him.

"I'm not very good at horse fighting."

Pointing his spear at the back of its head, Fu Li said without a trace of scorn: "Would you like to take the initiative, or should I help you?"

"Xilulu!"

Sleipnir raised his front hooves under the dark sky, and fine particles of lightning spewed out of his metal nostrils.

When the people in the warship thought it was going to make a move and held their breath, this colleague and the extremely majestic dark blue armor turned into a stream of light and returned to Fu Li's body.

They merged with the spiritual energy of the demon sword Shiranui, transforming into a bluish-white overbearing light with extremely strong visual effects.

"Looks like there's nothing to worry about."

Seeing this, Cocolia curled her lips but felt disappointed. If this brat could make a fool of himself in front of her, she would be able to eat an extra piece of bread with jam at every meal for the next three months.

On the ground, Fuli, who had completely suppressed the remaining thoughts in the mask of the God-King, put away the gun called Gungnir.

He opened his hands and spun them in front of the worried Kiana. "Limited-time skin, what do you think of the design?"

A modern trench coat with a silver lapel and a rather chic design, embroidered with auspicious clouds and blue mythical birds, and with a dark blue inner collar and black trousers decorated with golden bells, jade, Ruyi knots and a belt.

The energy-storing long hair, constructed based on the principles of the Soul Gathering Ring, was simply tied into a ponytail with a piece of white cloth for easy movement. From time to time, a sense of emptiness and clarity emerged, like the hazy moonlight flowing in a dream.

In short, the men's Feixiao.

The stunned white-haired boy came to his senses and snorted, "Showy! But it looks much better than the one that just had one of its eyes stolen!"

And what about that story he told Mei before? What did he mean by saying that everything before was nonsense and only the story with Mei was true?

Be sure to ask after the fight!

Qi Maomao rumbled in her throat, feeling as if her head was heavy and she wanted to bite something.

Fu Li teased: "Thanks for the compliment. By the way, what's the matter with having one of your eyes stolen?"

"You're from Shenzhou, but you haven't read Investiture of the Gods?"

Qi Bao's disdainful eyes quickly swept over him. "Let me ask you, back when Grand Tutor Wen led the Four Heavenly Kings and Deng Danyu on an expedition to the North Sea, it took them ten years to return. What kind of gods and monsters in the North Sea are so powerful?"

This Fu Li really didn't know: "The demons and monsters in the Northern Continent?"

"No no no!"

Kiana placed one hand on her hip, naturally highlighting her perfect figure wrapped in the white silk of her domain. "Actually, the North Sea back then was Northern Europe. Why is Odin missing an eye, while Master Wen has three? We won the battle and robbed them!"

Rubbing the remaining half of the mask on his face with his fingertips, Fu Li asked, "So, your ancestor was beaten by my ancestor?"

The Nordic white cat, completely unprepared for this, shuddered in silence, its eyelashes trembling. Then, realizing what was happening, it quickly retorted fiercely, "Just because our ancestors were beaten doesn't mean our descendants can't rise! Have you ever heard of kings, princes, generals, and ministers being of different species?"

"That's what my ancestors said."

Seeing that the master and servant duo in the distance were being covered by heavy firepower and unable to raise their heads, the kind-hearted Fu Li condensed dozens or hundreds of crescent-shaped sword energies surrounding the firewood flames and flew over to give them a fight.

A country of etiquette! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Compared to the original form of the sharp sword, Fu Li's favorite way of attack is to mimic the Shadow Sword into a slender slash and release it out of thin air.

The attack range is larger, sharper, and the damage effect is more outstanding. The most important thing is that you can put it with your hands in your pockets, which is even cooler!

The reason why this was not done before was because changing the initial form of the Shadow Sword required consuming additional Honkai energy. Normally, Fu Li would have wanted to split every bit of energy in half and use it whenever possible.

Now that I'm wearing the mask, I can spend lavishly like I did last week.

His voice echoed in Cocolia's mind: [Old woman, did you hear everything Theresa and I talked about just now?]

"Even without that annoying ball of cotton, I'm planning to split the battlefield and move away from here!"

Kokolia thought to herself that the Herrscher of Thunder was meant to be given to you from the very beginning. I'll just help you suppress it for a while now, but don't even think about letting the subordinates I've carefully trained be affected by the fight between you two.

"Guys! It's time to test the results!"

The plump and delicate body wearing the nano tight combat suit fell backwards and just sat in the rising consciousness sensing frame.

"Even if the road is blocked by confusing reality!"

Cocolia gripped the raised joysticks on both sides and pushed forward, followed by a loud and powerful shout. The entire hull of the Beloberg stood upright in front of Kiana's stunned eyes.

"The thought of defending freedom will also open up a path! Ohhhhhhhhh!"

Amid the roars of his subordinates, the two cruisers and two battleships that were sailing around him turned around with ease. "Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

It is wildly linked to the main body, and through a series of shape changes, it forms seamless steel limbs.

Yao Yeji, who took over the close combat and telekinesis display devices, wondered who the hell had proposed this slogan to the executor?

But he could only continue to shout with shame on his face: "No matter how much evil stands in front of us!"

The hangar doors below the deck opened to both sides, and a high-tech head ejected and rose.

In the central driver's seat, Allen Bushnell, who was in charge of controlling the eye's mega beams, the information collection module, and the stereoscopic projection, shouted angrily: "Even scorching flames can break fate!"

The remaining twelve warships simultaneously retracted their forms, transforming into space-time partitions, physical barriers, force field generators, high-temperature particle cannons, silver bullet projection units, and other components, either merging with the main body or surrounding it as large floating elements.

"Break through the heavens and dimensions together! Take control of your own destiny!!"

Four pairs of golden-blue wings made of solar particle streams spurted out from the back nozzle. After completing the combination, Cocolia smiled ferociously, and the giant's fists that tore apart the disaster collided with a clanging sound.

The vertical launch units all over the body opened automatically, and one Feilong missile after another soared into the sky.

"Who do you think we are!!!!"

The tail flames wrote the words "Democracy And Freedom!" in mid-air before turning the gun barrel around and enveloping Shesha, who had finally broken through the third round of fire and was trying to rush forward to interrupt the fusion!

……

"Evolved from the exclusive aerospace combat sequence Beloberg, used by the leader of the reformists, Kokolia, this sub-weapon god [Creation Engine] is used in large-scale strategic decisive battles."

On the ground, Fu Li surveyed the transformed behemoth with great interest. "I have to say, transforming a perfectly good warship into a massive combat mecha capable of freely combining and separating is quite in line with the wild aesthetics of the Slavs."

He would never say that he is super envious now!

Men should open their teeth!

[It saves energy by separating itself on a daily basis, and transforms into a humanoid weapon more suitable for combat at critical moments.]

Dr. Mei praised: "It's a good idea, but we need to avoid being interrupted midway."

[Then it will become a different style.]

Fu Li said: [The models I bought back for research can be easily combined into thirteen or fourteen different combinations, with a lot of parts serving as backups. The overall capabilities of each model are around S-level.]

The designer is not stupid, how could he leave such a big loophole?

Whoever is so smart and self-righteous as to rush forward to interrupt will find that there is an even bigger surprise waiting for him.

Dr. Mei touched his forehead blankly: [Model? Shouldn't something like this... be classified?]

Fu Li complained: [This is the excellent matching mechanism of the North American region. Don't underestimate the relaxed feeling of the capitalist base.]

It's so funny. Replica toy models of nuclear-powered submarines were sold in the last century.

"Ho ho ho ho ho!!!"

At this time, Shesha, who looked a little embarrassed but not seriously injured, finally cleared the artillery fire.

He rode on the thunderclouds and rushed up into the sky, thinking to himself, "It's okay that my master doesn't let me bully those two little things, but if I can't deal with them, can't I deal with you?"

But the truth told Him that it was hard to say.

The geometric ring that appeared above the creation engine controlled the free energy between heaven and earth, and the mind moved at will and turned into a drill that broke through the sky and bombarded the majestic dragon horns that Shesha was facing head-on.

Taking advantage of the moment when his body stopped, the Creation Engine jumped behind him at a speed that was completely inconsistent with the stereotype.

It draws the strong bow forged by gravity.

I can draw a bow like a full moon, look northwest, and shoot the wolf in the sky!

An arrow blazing with crimson light streaked through the lifeless twilight, savagely splitting the sky in two.

If nothing unexpected happens, after a relatively short flight, Shesha, which was launched as an 'arrow', will cross the Far East mainland and arrive over the ocean more than 200 kilometers away.

"Don't die, little brat, or Cecilia's daughter!"

After saying this, Cocolia controlled the creation engine and flew in the direction where Shesha left without looking back.

Kiana finally realized what her group had been up against and said angrily, "With that kind of power, I'm sure I'll be covered in bruises."

"It's missing a piece."

Fu Li felt that this girl was indeed a little too whimsical.

【Maybe it's a little bit here and there.】