"Go to hell! Monster!"
Accompanied by Augustague's roar, there were torn flesh and broken bodies.
That strong body carrying the power of the earth turned him into the most powerful war machine in this war to defend the world and his homeland.
The sky is no longer an obstacle at this moment:
The spirits of all things are calling and jumping for joy - they are happy to watch the eldest son of the earth grow up to this day.
In this world, everything shines with spirituality, and Augustague's power is no longer limited to the earth.
He can easily launch a violent charge in the sky and no longer needs to be restrained by the earth.
The air no longer hindered his charge, and even provided him with convenience for a time.
This is a completely different feeling that I have never had before, fighting against the same kind of monsters.
It is a hearty mixture of honor and anger.
Augustague will never tolerate any foreign monster setting foot in the land where he lives!
And the companions who are also selected by many elements in the material world are also fighting in this once silent sky.
Although it is called war, it is obviously not something that ordinary beings can participate in.
It is different from the conquest of secular issues, it is a more thorough and irreconcilable overthrow.
Augustague didn't know how long they would have to fight here.
But one thing is certain:
They have no room to retreat before killing all the monsters or returning to the embrace of all things.
Behind him is everything that is rich and vibrant in Gardolea...
"die!"
Augustague split the monster in front of him in half with an axe.
Under the protection of the power of all things, the arrogant power can be said to be devastating.
But even so, the monsters within the sight seemed to be getting denser.
As a son of the earth, Augusta Ge has not yet felt tired.
But he sensed some dangerous signs.
But now, they have no choice...
From the very beginning, the battle involuntarily entered the most intense situation.
Those twisted monsters that look ugly and do not look like natural creations do not care at all about the destruction of their own kind and themselves.
The aura of greed and destruction they exude makes Augustague, a son of the earth, instinctively feel strong disgust and hostility.
No words are needed, and there will be no declaration of war - Augustague knows that they are here to destroy all this beauty...
What kind of evil and dark world could give birth to such a twisted monster.
Augustague couldn't imagine.
He has seen mortals blinded by desire, and that is the deepest darkness he has ever come into contact with.
And obviously, that and the darkness he was facing at the moment were two completely different things.
Just as the fighting in the sky became more and more intense, Augustague suddenly felt a wave of heat rushing through him.
It was like a sudden and violent flame from a lighter, a test that stopped abruptly between the eyebrows.
In a daze, Augustague felt that the state of his external hair was somewhat worrying.
On the other side, the entire sky suddenly turned dark red!
Those twisted monsters that seemed to have no emotions suddenly stopped attacking Augustague and others.
He even ignored the continued pursuit of Augustague and others.
They all turned around and directed their sensory organs of different shapes to somewhere above the sky.
That kind of spontaneous instinctive feedback and weird scenes made Augustague and others feel a little hairy.
Without monsters to stop them, they finally completed their rendezvous.
At this moment, their eyes were all focused on the place where the monster was staring.
There, a true shelter
The figure that blocks out the sun is slowly emerging from the void!
"...Who can tell me: why...he came through the Gate of Flowing Water?"
Augustague heard the confused murmurs of his companions next to him.
The other party is the incarnation of the sound of flowing water and all things in the human world, an elemental messenger known as the "Ripple Listener".
"The power of nature is weakening, and he is absorbing... No, it is the world that is giving him strength..."
An older elemental user saw some clues.
Augusta scratched his head blankly.
As the eldest son of the earth and the incarnation of the power of mountains and rivers, he has always been solid and steady, but he obviously does not have as keen a sense as these few in this regard.
Just looking at the elemental messengers around them, they all expressed their affirmation to the elderly man's speech.
Augustague also nodded with a look of enlightenment.
I totally figured it outjpg
And above the sky, a sneering voice came:
"You're just a... mortal thing, you..."
And the next moment, an indescribable violent wave of air suddenly swept across the entire world!
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Sapsirro was running away in embarrassment.
The crown on his forehead, which symbolized the immortal royal power of Sapsirro, was roughly chopped off at this moment.
Sapsirro tried to leave through space, but never found a chance:
The value of an incarnation is not always evaluated simply and crudely based on the amount of divine power poured into it.
Being "appropriate" enough is the value it should show.
It is simply the outpouring of divine power, and it only means a tool to perform certain duties and achieve certain goals.
As for the incarnation of Xuanju, it is undoubtedly the achievement that Sapsirro put a lot of effort into.
It has created numerous works of perfection for it.
According to Sapsirro, this has become an indispensable part of his grand plan.
But now, this corner seems to be in some trouble
This is a world whose entire spiritual resistance is as solid as stone, and Sapshiro was ecstatic after encountering it for the first time.
At this moment, it seems more like the cemetery of his incarnation.
Sapsirro never thought that he would be forced into such an embarrassing situation by a mortal creature that had not even become a legend yet.
Of course he tried to resist, or from Sapshiro's perspective, tried to eliminate him on the physical level.
But soon, the weapon, which did not look like a mortal creation at all, gave him the most pure and brutal response.
Fortunately, this time, he is not alone:
There are countless empty beings driven by the dreams he weaves.
Even though they didn't quite obey Sapsilo's instructions, at least they were more interested in the giant opposite than Sapsilo, who had already been exposed.
Of course, the giant is also very interested in this, is it a "two-way rush" in a sense?
It's brilliant, but not very elegant...
"That's enough! Listen to me, you want to know..."
Sapsirro turned around and tried to use his most familiar words to induce him to fall asleep.
But even before he finished delivering the short message, everything came to an abrupt end.
He avoided it awkwardly, but finally captured some information.
"It turns out that you are not without fear..."
A sinister smile appeared on the corner of Sapsirro's mouth.
Then, his evil power suddenly unfolded!
The surrounding world has completely fallen into a state of chaos!
The next moment, a lonely mountain appeared...
Under Sapsirro's gaze, the opponent's originally violent offensive suddenly came to a halt.
"I said, everything can be communicated and exchanged."
Sapsirro tidied up his rather embarrassing clothes and then became very elegant.
said.
At this moment, he caught a glimpse of the huge shadow emerging from the top of the mountain.
So, under the gaze of the other party whose expression suddenly became quite subtle upon seeing this, Sapsirro said with a smile:
"Come, take a look at my warrior..."
This chapter has been completed!