Famas looked at the man with a determined face, clenched his fists, and then unclenched them.
Hutao also had a troubled look on his face and hesitated to speak.
In the end, it was the boy in red who shook his head first and rejected it.
"This is the boundary between life and death in Liyue."
"Vikas Arjuna...you are dead...the war of resistance has ended for thousands of years."
Famas casually called out the man's name, slowly stepped forward, and waved his hand reluctantly in front of the stunned figure.
In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and the rich firelight dyed the gray sea of clouds red. The surrounding scenery disappeared, replaced by soldiers riding war horses and a huge number of ruins guards.
The buzzing sound of the core of chaos intertwined with the cry of killing, the flaming red king's flag flew, and a shield flew to Hutao's feet, startling the girl.
"Famas! Where is this?"
"Vikas's last battlefield."
The boy in red ignored the remains of the cultivator flying towards him and let it pass through his body.
"It's just an illusion. One of the powers of the God of War is to view the battles that took place on a certain land."
After explaining the reason for the scene change to the girl, Hu Tao's pupils dilated rapidly, as if thinking of some possibility, she stared motionlessly at the thin boy.
The spirit body called Vikas just stared blankly at a certain boy on the battlefield without saying a word.
The three of them are in the center of the battlefield. In addition to a large number of cultivators and Munata cavalry, there are also the Liyue Qianyan Group that occupies the terrain advantage, as well as monsters with a strong abyssal aura waiting for opportunities.
Munata soldiers with the support of cultivators launched a charge. The relatively weak Liyue Qianyan Regiment could only rely on the terrain of Tianheng Mountain to launch attacks. The Eye of God holders mixed among the Liyue soldiers also began to attack.
Get started.
They either rely on magic or jump directly into the center of the battlefield with swords, and orderly apply the elemental power of ice and water to the armor of the cultivator, causing its movements to become stiff and gradually freeze.
Then the Liyue soldiers swarmed forward and thrust the Qianyan spears in their hands into the core of the cultivator.
Black smoke rose and electric sparks flickered. The hit cultivator did not stop immediately. Instead, it followed the set procedure and knocked away the Qianyan Army soldier closest to it. Then it sat down heavily and was completely destroyed. A young man carrying King Munata's flag leaped in and charged into the military formation formed by the Qianyan Regiment.
It is Vikas who was promoted to the leader due to his military exploits a few days ago.
With a bang, huge yellow sand balls exploded in the phalanx of cultivators, followed by dust that almost filled the entire battlefield.
Flying sand entered the unprotected joints of cultivators, slowing down the progress of these war machines.
Only the power of God can influence the situation on the battlefield in this way.
Vikas compared the map in his hand and found that something was not normal.
In countless battle records, the devil is either fighting in a bloody battle on the battlefield, or directing the battle from the back of the military formation. There are almost no cases like this in the middle of the battlefield.
But this is an opportunity, an opportunity to assassinate the gods.
"All cultivators, cover me and carry out the beheading plan!"
Vikas gritted his teeth, touched the red-glowing Eye of God on his waist, then turned his head to look at the monsters glaring at the main battlefield, and issued an almost life-or-death order.
After the order was issued, all the cultivators abandoned their formations in order to cover his beheading plan and charged regardless of losses. The sound of the Chaos Core operating at full strength almost drowned out the cries of killing in the battlefield.
Vikas jumped up from behind the mound lightly, swinging out of the way of the soldiers of the Qianyan Regiment. The exclusive propeller behind him gave him enough speed to rush towards the middle of the enemy's phalanx.
Relying on the high maneuverability of the propeller, Vikas, who was carrying the battle flag, narrowly avoided the gunfire and flying bullets of the Qianyan Group, until he finally reached a figure with blue hair and two huge antlers on his head.
Immortal Liyue stood in front of him.
Without any communication, the young man rushed forward, and with the force of the battle flag popping up, he hit the high whip leg with all his strength, but the seemingly fragile Immortal Liyue easily caught it with his front hooves.
"Liyue Immortal, how can you mortals provoke him?"
The fairy deer with a yellow belly and green tail spoke with indescribable majesty.
It was a sunny day at this moment, and the wind and clouds above Vikas suddenly changed from clear skies to overcast clouds, accompanied by deafening thunder and thunderbolts falling.
This thunderbolt was an attack that could break even the boulders of Guyun Pavilion, but it was blocked by Vikas in embarrassment.
Instead of using elemental power to directly fight against Thunder, he used the elemental power of fire and the battle flag in his hand to guide Thunder to the sea next to him.
It has to be said that when it comes to the use of elemental power, mortals are indeed superior.
The power of the immortals is endless, and it is difficult to find an opponent in the world. However, ordinary people have limited elemental power and have to think about how to use the smallest elemental power to cause the greatest damage.
The immortal with antlers on his head raised his front hooves in surprise, gathered his immortal power into a shape as sharp as an arrow, and shot towards Vikas.
Through the elemental power and the conductivity of the battle flag, large-scale lightning strikes can be directed. However, faced with such concentrated attacks, the young man was powerless and could only dodge in embarrassment, using the huge battle flag to push away the glass from time to time.
The tip of Moon Soldier's spear and the left side of his face were also scratched with a terrible scar by the arrow.
"The immortal with three eyes and five manifestations..."
Before joining the battlefield, the young man had received information that in addition to the extremely powerful Rock King Morax, Liyue also had a group of immortals and yakshas.
And the person who just stopped him should be the legendary Yixiao Dao Tianjun.
After blocking Vikas's sudden advance, Yixiao Director Tian Tianjun just glanced at the tiny figure at his feet, and then got into the entanglement with the cultivator, completely not paying attention to the battle that just happened.
In the eyes of immortals, short-lived mortals have no need to be remembered.
"Damn..."
Black clouds billowed in the sky, and the black gunpowder smoke on the battlefield gave off an unpleasant smell of decay. Houses within a ten-mile radius were burned down, the remaining fields were trampled by iron hooves, and countless corpses lay scattered across the field.<
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The abyss monsters waiting for an opportunity finally joined the battle, and in an instant, the battlefield became even more chaotic. While Vikas cut off the heads of countless monsters, he fought with a green-clothed Yaksha wearing an evil demon mask, and continued to fight in the sea of people.
Search for the god who released the dust.
"Jing Yao Nuo Dance!"
Yaksha turned into a hail of gunfire and instantly moved in front of Vikas, with the sharp spear point heading straight for his neck.
The young man had no choice but to dodge backwards and thus escaped death.
Angry, he gathered his mind, activated his elemental power, filled the battle flag in his hand with burning fire, and then slashed at the Tsing Yi Yaksha.
Unexpectedly, the Yaksha turned the gun, and the gun blade knocked away the flag that Vikas was slashing at him. The next second, the gun handle hit Vikas heavily in the abdomen. The force was so strong that the boy instantly
Spit out a mouthful of blood.
After a few rounds, Yasha had the upper hand. According to the last instruction received by the cultivator, a large number of tracking artillery fire began to focus in the direction of Vikas. Even a creature like Yasha did not dare to make a direct attack, and his figure kept flickering. p>
After intensive artillery fire, the cultivator was jammed for a long time. Yaksha seized the opportunity, left the injured Vikas behind, and began to attack the core of the cultivator.
Vikas was seriously injured at this time, and he used the battle flag to support his body, trying not to fall.
His eyes suddenly fell behind Qianyan Tuan who was blasted away by artillery fire.
Under the heavy protection of the Qianyan Group, a girl in red floated in the air, and the fishy wind passed through her side, puffing up her wide sleeves.
In front of the girl is a stone lock that is constantly changing, and a large amount of dust escapes from the lock.
This is the demon Vikas has been looking for.
At this time, Tsing Yi Yaksha and Yixiao Guide Tianzhenjun were still clearing out the cultivators, which were one against a hundred, and could not take care of the girl. This was a perfect opportunity.
Madness arose from Vikas's heart. He charged at the girl desperately, but was knocked away by the wide-sleeved girl who reacted.
The gap between man and God is still too big.
Vikas, who flew backwards, squinted his eyes and lamented in his heart, but suddenly ran into a solid embrace. After a brief dizziness, someone stuffed a round object into his left hand.
"Use this."
The gender-neutral voice cannot tell the difference between men and women, and it speaks the little-known Abyssal language.
When Vikas recovered and turned to look behind him, there were only mechanical remains and dark green engine oil behind him.
In the hand is something similar to the Eye of God, filled with the aura of the abyss of corruption.
There were only the last few dozen cultivators left on the battlefield, and almost all of Munata's cavalry were killed. Faced with the attacking tens of thousands of people and countless monsters, no matter how you command them, it is in vain.
The default program of the cultivator is Guardian Commander.
In other words, Vikas should be the last warrior to die.
Holding the Eye of God filled with the abyss in his hand, the young Vikas began to use the corrupted power in it. His skin began to loosen, his wounds scabbed, and his hair turned white, but his momentum became stronger and stronger.
The boy soon became as old as a middle-aged man.
Wrapped in the thick black mist, Vikas waved the war flag horizontally and rushed towards the girl protected by Qianyan Group with an indomitable momentum. At the same time, he ordered the tiller to detonate the core of chaos at the foot of Tianheng Mountain, hoping to cause Tianheng Mountain to collapse.
,Bury all enemies.
The girl with wide sleeves noticed the black figure who was charging with all her strength. She waved her hand subconsciously and threw a cloud of dust, but it was broken by the person with a stick.
Immediately after reacting, Liyue Immortal and Yaksha rushed towards the girl, trying to stop Vikas' attack, but they heard the rumble of the mountains collapsing.
Tianheng Mountain, which acted as a barrier, began to collapse in the direction of Guiliyuan. Tianzhenjun, the Yixiao guide who had just fought with Vikas, raised his head and cried softly. He broke the huge forked antlers on his head and used his magic to support the toppling mountain.
Tianheng Mountain.
But they also missed their last chance to save the girl.
The sharp tip of the battle flag pierced the girl's chest, and the erosion of the abyss began almost immediately.
When the girl finally fell to the ground, her eyes were covered in blood and her hands were weak.
The sun had set halfway, and the clouds were still embedded with golden edges. The diluted slanting light, thin and translucent, all fell into the eyes of the girl with wide sleeves. She smiled self-deprecatingly, waved her hand and held Shisuo in her arms, and accepted it calmly.
Your own destiny.
The defeated Vikas fell to his knees, his body being turned into powder by the vision of heaven and earth after the death of the devil.
"Finally! Move the sky!"
The skylight and roar dissipated in the air, and the true face of the god appeared amidst the wails of the defeated. Morax, dressed in a rock-white robe, arrived belatedly, with long braids flowing from behind his hood. He was panicked and calm as never before.
The sad expression is hidden under the brim of the hat.
But the only thing that responded to him was the slowly rising sun and the battlefield covered with glazed lilies.