Along with the fragments of the barrier falling from the sky, reflecting the raging fire all around, the golden storm was brilliant, beautiful, and cruel, sweeping through the inner circle of the eternal elemental circle. The sound of broken bones and the screams that stopped suddenly were mixed together, constantly impacting.
In people's ears and hearts, blood exploded and dispersed until it was absorbed by the runes on the ground, like an endless cycle - the man in the golden light and shadow laughed boldly, because no one could stop his steps.
He is violent and sweeping all directions, he is like the creditor of the whole world.
The counterattack and resistance of the elders is not without determination, but whether it is chain lightning or hellfire, they will be scattered by Cohen with a stick. The unstoppable golden storm is swirling, and as long as it is carried away a little bit, it will be a broken limb.
What will happen! No matter whether it is dodging or counterattacking, whether it is from the front or the back, wherever the golden light goes it will be tragic, without any exception.
"...Eleven! Twelve! Thirteen!" Every time Cohen spoke a number, a returner elder was hit and killed. What was even more tragic was that those who did not die immediately were unable to survive after being hit by a heavy stick.
If they prevent the energy from leaking out, they will be swallowed alive by the power of the magic circle.
"...Nineteen! Twenty! Twenty-one!"
Faced with such a terrifying attack and such efficient killing, the elders finally felt the long-lost fear. Even if their loyalty to the Mother Goddess is unmatched in the world, even if they have long had the consciousness to sacrifice everything for the world, when they really
When they stood in front of this man, they realized that they were still ill-prepared. So, their screams brought out cries, and their hands and feet trembled in resistance. However, once Cohen Keda faced the enemy, there was no mercy.
It can be said.
Irresistible, but it is not a question of strength. Under the constraints of the rules of the magic circle, Cohen did not use power beyond the pseudo-god and demon king. Just because Cohen is Cohen, he is the only one who has grown up from the bloody storm.
He has a unique and efficient way of killing, as well as incredible martial arts techniques. How can his opponent be able to resist him with strength alone?
Although Cohen's power is lower than that of the false gods and demons, it is obviously higher than that of the returning elders. So at this time, he is invincible.
In one circle, Cohen just circled around the core of the magic circle. One-fifth of these arrogant returner elders fell, and the number of light belts connecting the false gods and demons was also reduced accordingly. If this light belt is still one
If you open a network, there will be a lot of loopholes in it.
After killing for a round, Cohen finally stopped and returned to the core position with unfinished content... If it weren't for the returnees retreating further and further under the command of the pseudo-gods and demons, their casualties would probably be more than that.
Protecting Fichet behind him, Cohen stood in a very casual posture. His whole body was clean, and he didn't look like he had just been killed from the enemy group. Two unique eight-sided weapons were pointed at the ground, sticky.
The blood flowed downwards along the edge of the stick body, dripping from the end of the stick to the ground, splashing beautiful golden runes on the ground.
The thick fishy smell wafted in everyone's noses, it was the blood of the returning elders!
The false gods and demons walked forward side by side and stood in their previous positions. The faces of the two of them were not good-looking. Although the chanting ceremony had been completed, they lost this round. In their previous calculation, Cohen
Although his character has been taken into consideration, who would have thought that Cohen would not seize control immediately, but instead fight out regardless? The tactics are wrong and cannot save his companions from danger, which will undoubtedly weaken the allies' momentum.
suffered a bruise.
This is the last battle. We must not make any mistakes. We must use our full strength.
"You are well prepared. You even obtained the forbidden magic alloy weapon from the Hillel period." The pseudo-god king's eyes fell on Cohen's eight-sided stick, "I think this weapon is not used to deal with us, but to deal with the Mother Goddess.
Yes. You have been planning this for a long time, right?"
"Don't think too highly of yourself, do you think being king means being king?" Cohen said, "In my case, you are no longer my ultimate opponent. If I have to set a target for myself, I will harbor the deepest malice.
Do it.”
"It turns out that you have really decided to rebel against the Mother Goddess a long time ago!" An elder of the returnees cried out in grief and anger, "We will not let your conspiracy succeed! You will eventually bear the name of shame and fail! In the eyes of the Mother Goddess,
Under his gaze, your demise is right in front of you!"
With a sound of "Bah", a ball of saliva spit out by Cohen flew to him instantly and pierced the screamer's forehead like a crossbow arrow.
The blood mist exploded, and the elder who had sworn so solemnly fell straight down, with an expression of disbelief on his frozen face. The active magic circle runes were attracted by the blood and exposed energy, and they rushed towards him densely, so the whole body quickly
It melted into a gelatinous substance and was swallowed up by the magic circle.
Subconsciously, except for those who were fighting with the Guards on the periphery, the returnees surrounding Cohen took a big step back again... The reason why the strong are called strong is because they understand the nature of power, and everything they do...
It's a killer move! Cohen Keda, he is undoubtedly a strong man, an outstanding strong man who cannot be underestimated! In front of him, even his opponents must keep their tail between their legs and be a talent, otherwise they will be regarded as the one who stands out.
Hit, a mouthful of saliva will kill you.
"Warm-up completed." Cohen exhaled with satisfaction and asked Fichet beside him softly, "Have you come up with a countermeasure?"
"Of course, I am a trustworthy friend." Fichet nodded with a smile, all modesty was completely thrown out of the window, "This optical network connecting the miscellaneous fish and the rookie is very strange, like a special skill of dedication, they put it
His own strength is harmonized into the same attribute, which can be filled in a certain node with strong or weak strength at will, such as the Pseudo Demon King - he can now adjust the level of his own strength back and forth, so high and low that you can't grasp the standard at all.
If it's too low, you'll be beaten by him; if it's too high, you'll be beaten by the magic circle."
"If you keep nagging you, I'll beat you..." Cohen snorted, "Just tell me a solution!"
"It's impossible to directly destroy the connecting optical network. Their ceremony has been completed and we don't have much time." Fichet gently fanned the wind beside his face with his hand, looking like a calm dog-headed military counselor. "The only way is,
It’s you who sets the limits of their changes!”
As soon as he said these words, not only his own people, but also the heads of the pseudo-gods and demons were a little confused. The magic circle under their feet was the last support and talisman of the pseudo-gods and demons. Although they refused to awaken it even if they beat it to death, they were still building it.
However, they took all possible factors into consideration. There was even a critical assumption that two mother goddesses stood side by side, the world was in chaos, and they were subject to a crusade. I have to say that although they did not expect a monster like Cohen to appear, they were still a bit prescient.
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Therefore, there is a strange setting in the rules of the magic circle that the highest power must not exceed the pseudo-gods and demons. This rule established during construction is an iron law. As long as the magic circle exists, it will continue. External objective forces cannot
Destruction. The result is that even if the pseudo-gods and demons are only as powerful as ants, they are still the most powerful existence in the circle. Of course, except for the source of life of this circle, because the pseudo-gods and demons cannot go
Controlling the source of life can only exert some indirect influence secretly.
But this is the overlord clause. Even if Cohen seizes control of the magic circle, it cannot be changed, because all he can control is the awakening process of the magic circle... And now, in order to kill Cohen, the pseudo-gods and demons have linked their power to the returnees.
As one body, they can change the strength of their strength at will, triggering rules to impose sanctions on Cohen. Once Cohen is defeated, Fischette will also be finished!
This is like an unfair bet. The pseudo-gods and demons can adjust the chips on the table at any time, and there are also a group of people standing behind with huge chips. As for Cohen, not only are the chips limited, but they are also not allowed to
It is allowed to use more chips than the opponent. In this case, Cohen is possessed by the God of Gamblers, with a big word "lose" written on his forehead.
How could Fichet find out the flaws in such a perfect arrangement at a glance? This is simply talking in a dream!
"Is this possible?" Cohen also looked at Fichet with a question mark on his face, "Don't play tricks on me, you only have one life..."
"Don't you have a very rich imagination? Why have you turned into a dead-headed person now?" Fichet looked like he was afraid that the world would not be in chaos. "Give it a try. Being greedy for life and fear of death will never accomplish anything great."
"Who is greedy for life and afraid of death?" Cohen rolled his eyes again, and then said coldly, "I will kill you to see!"
The pseudo-gods and demons were also startled by Cohen's words of murder. Because Cohen's previous raids were too brutal and very lethal, this sudden attack could almost be said to be Cohen's most effective trump card and had to be guarded against.
The pseudo-gods and demons protected themselves without missing a beat, while paying attention to Cohen's condition and being prepared to adjust their strength at any time - the reason why they did not adjust their strength in advance was because Cohen could also adjust his own abilities. Since the first time
After being punished by the rules and vomiting blood, his power has remained below that of the pseudo-gods and demons.
You know, the sanctions of the rules are not as easy as they seem, that is, only monsters like Cohen don't take vomiting blood seriously.
The pseudo-gods and demons were extremely prepared for Cohen, but they did not expect that this mentality would be the starting point for a new round of bloody killings. Cohen did not act immediately. He stood there with an inscrutable sneer on his face.
He looked at his opponents who were retreating further and further away.
His opponents formed an encirclement based on their strength. Those with the lowest strength were on the outermost periphery, which was the safest area. These returnees with the lowest strength could not play an important role in attacking Cohen. At best, they could only maintain the optical network.
integrity and minimum strength standards.
In Cohen's sneer, the killing started from the weakest link. The complacent pseudo-gods, demons and returnees did not seem to notice that the barrier that separated the inside and outside of the magic circle was completely broken, nor did they think of what that meant...
Surrounding the periphery of the formation, the shadows behind several returnees stirred, and shadows with blurred edges jumped out from the ground, trailing undetectable black light bands intermittently, which were the afterimages of extremely sharp dagger movements.
Silently, the black brilliance brightened, jumping from behind one returnee to another, passing over the returnees' necks, ribs, and vests! It was like the lines of a musical score that were rising and falling, and the clusters of sprays
The blood is the note it strikes.
When blood splattered all over the sky, the other returnees saw clearly that it was a group of killers jumping out of their own shadows to attack - this was Cohen's helping hand. He was not fighting against the enemy alone, he had a man under his command.
A huge group! The Shadow Killers are petite and covered in black. They sneak in and huddle in the shadows, making them difficult to detect. However, when they wield their daggers, they are as precise and efficient as the God of Death.
The returnees screamed miserably, desperately trying to block the spraying blood and energy with their palms. However, under the rules of the eternal elemental circle, they were swallowed up one by one. All efforts were in vain. Their struggles could only make them suffer.
The companions are even more frightened and desperate.
Among the returner elders, those who are good at using magic and those who are good at using martial arts are about 50-50. Because dealing with Cohen requires speed and distance, most of the martial arts elders stay in the middle circle and wait for the opportunity. When the killing breaks out, these elders react the most
quick.
"Despicable!" With furious roars, several elders jumped out from the center circle and attacked with long and short weapons one after another, blocking the movement of the black line. They even ignored others and killed them without even having time to retreat. "Whoosh!"
In the sound of weapons piercing the air, in the cutting and impacting sounds of "pop, pop, pop", the fierce offensive was pouring down, and the broken body fragments were flying.
After just one breath, several elders were already covered in blood and red, but their faces were frighteningly pale - except for killing their own people, they had no results!
Killers who use shadows as shields, their movements are sharp and strange, their bodies can be stretched, shortened, and knotted as if they have no bones, almost dancing and jumping around the elders' hammers and swords... the fastest
The killer can't even catch up with the crossbow. The weirdest killer can wrap around the spear. The best killer moves between the two swords and turns all the way to the opponent's back. The jet-black dagger flashes across his throat. Finally,
The whole person jumped into the shadows and disappeared.
"Dang Dang Bang!" The elder who had his neck wiped loosened his grip, and the two swords fell to the ground. His gloomy gaze gradually turned into confusion and numbness, and a red line appeared on the skin on the side of his neck, slowly invading both sides.
dye, there was a "cluck" sound in the throat, and blood splashed out like spring water! Finally, the entire cervical vertebra was strangely broken from it!
Another elder with a spear spun around in circles. After standing still for a moment, the parts of his body fell to the ground one by one. Even the jade pendant and the spear were no exception. Each part was cut evenly, but
Just looking at it gave me chills.
"Elder!" Their subordinates, with tears in their eyes and choked with sobs, rushed to grab them, but they only got a handful of light powder of seven colors, and the bodies of the elders disappeared before their eyes.
Encountering such an opponent, the elders were really beaten hard and died unjustly.
In fact, although the black-clothed killers are elusive, the martial arts they use are not very sophisticated. They are just assassination techniques spread in the demonic lands of the mainland. Even after slight improvements in the hands of Cohen, the improvement in effectiveness is not
It was too big. But the returnees had been away from the Bis continent for too long. They had never seen such an attack, so they lost the ability to fight back when the incident happened.
"In the name of victory, we dedicate our bodies and sacrifice!" Several returnees who were sneaked into the shadow by the killer howled and rushed towards the deserted place - the shadow killer used the shadow to move, so there was no room left for them.
There was no room for action! Others watched them sacrifice their lives for righteousness, with admiration in their eyes.
In grief, the ferocious look on the face of the returnee was so deep that it penetrated the bones!
But after just three sprints, their bodies exploded. The lumps of flesh and blood caused large tracts of red liquid to fly around, and strange-shaped fragments fell all over the ground. It was disgusting! Several black figures jumped out from the shadows.
, spinning and rising in the air, sliding towards the outer fighting field... there is a melee of hundreds of people, which is a place full of life for the killer.
"Don't even think about running away!" Several melee elders who had been prepared flew up and chased after them with red eyes.
For a moment, there were flying shadows everywhere in the sky, and the fighting was fierce. After hearing two sounds of "Qiang Qiang!", a black shadow and an elder fell from the sky at the same time. Seeing the killer's casualties, the returnees who were watching the battle cheered loudly and cheered.
Thunder - the elders finally found a way to restrain each other!
However, at this moment, Cohen, who had been watching coldly, moved.
His speed is not very fast, but it is weird enough. At the beginning, he seemed to be charging towards the false god king. In the middle of the journey, he suddenly turned to face the returner on the side. After that, he ran towards the false devil king, but
In the end, the eight-sided stick hit the false god king's gun head for sure - Cohen, who was afraid of being sanctioned by the rules, was a little weak in strength. However, the false god king who was played by him experienced the exertion and withdrawal of strength.
After a series of twists and turns, the combat power at this time is in a state of dwindling...
So with a "choking" sound, the false god king was knocked away again.
The pseudo-devil, who was well prepared, took a step forward and inserted his white palms into the golden light of the eight-sided stick. Amidst the "crackling" collision sound, his two palms flew up and down, and finally squeezed out the shadow of the stick, covering Cohen with one palm.
On the chest. Cohen's body trembled violently and his hands slowed down. The two sticks crossed each other but failed to seal the pseudo-devil's arm. The cunning pseudo-devil had already withdrawn his hand after succeeding.
With a "boom" sound, the two eight-sided sticks collided together, and the shell of the stick cracked, bursting out with an extremely dazzling light. The pseudo-devil was covered by this light, and couldn't help but scream and closed his eyes, panicking.
Stop and fly backwards.
How could Cohen give him a chance to escape? He chased after him as if he was close to him, gritted his teeth, rounded his hands and waved a greeting to his head!
"Pong! Pong! Pong! Pong! Pong!" There was no move at all. Cohen's eight-sided stick slashed randomly, hitting the pseudo-devil's raised arms like wind. Every time there was a sound, the pseudo-devil took a step back.
Until he was beaten into the returner's formation by Cohen.
"Get the hell out of here!" Cohen put his foot on the lower abdomen of the pseudo-devil. With a twist of his wrist, the eight-sided stick swept left and right. The returnees next to him began to suffer misfortune again. Two people's cheeks were smashed on the spot! But this
This time, Cohen ignored the elders and singled out the weakest returnees to attack, and the result was naturally extremely brilliant - before he beat one with a stick, now he wiped them all away.
But this is a melee, and it’s about equal exchange. No one can be immune here. Even people with very high martial arts skills who can kill many people without taking a breath can’t guarantee that they won’t be stabbed. Cohen also
Same.
He was like a weakling who was risking his life, looking for someone to be buried like crazy - the scenery in the front was endless, with split human bodies and screams; but behind it was a miserable life, with attacks and revenge coming from behind! But Cohen didn't care at all.
It is not about his own safety, because there is a clear goal hidden beneath his madness, which is to limit the limits of the power of the pseudo-gods and demons.
Fichet couldn't break the rules of the magic circle, but he really found a solution for Cohen: Although the power of pseudo-gods and demons can change, there is always a limit. The existence of those weak returners in the light network can make the pseudo-gods and demons
Reduce the strength to an extremely low level, and may even exceed Cohen's strain limit. This means that as long as the opponent is willing, Cohen will be ravaged by the magic circle even if he lies down and pretends to be a dead dog, so the top priority is to kill the weakest ones and let them
The strength of the false gods and demons cannot be reduced to that level.
The opportunity to send out killers and disrupt the formation was achieved at a high cost, and it only happened once. So Cohen had to risk his life to kill, even leaving his back as a target!
He wants to undo the unfairness in this gambling game, because only when the chips between the two sides are not much different, superb gambling skills can come into play. Cohen is willing to risk his own life at all costs. Every time he kills a weak returner,
The chip gap with the pseudo-gods and demons will be reduced...
Strangling like a lion attacking a rabbit, plus the help of the group of killers who acted strangely, by the time the pseudo-god and demon king recovered from the shock, almost all the weak ones among the returnees, especially those hanging on the light net, were dead. See
Flesh and blood were flying all over the place. When they heard the desperate screams, they immediately woke up and rushed towards the core with great tacit understanding.
There is no rescue method more effective than attacking Fichet!
The abilities of the pseudo-gods and demons were instantly raised to the highest level. An ice sword and a silver gun were used to kill like lightning! This was not the pretense just now. The screams of the two weapons even drowned out the shouts of killing in the audience.
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"Qiang..." Fichet unsheathed his long sword. He leaned forward with a regular bow, straightened the sword and stabbed back. A huge cone-shaped fighting spirit condensed on the one-handed sword, and he faced the puppet with an indomitable momentum.
The spearhead of the God King.
After a trembling sound of "ding", the golden fighting spirit exploded, and a powerful shock wave emerged centered on the impact point - the body of the false god king's spear suddenly bent like a bow, and the tip of Fichet's sword melted instantly
, the sword body also broke and flew apart inch by inch!
Fichet's face instantly turned pale, and his pure white warrior robe was torn apart by the sputtering energy, stained with crimson blood flying in the air. However, his steps did not retreat at all, and there was no change in his firm gaze. On the blade of the sword
After it shattered, he ignored another attack coming from his side. He punched the rebounding gun with one punch, and the other punch went straight to the face of the False God King. The latter, who was holding the gun in both hands, turned his head to avoid it, but he didn't think about it.
Fichet grabbed his hair with her fingers spread out, and at the same time, her knees flew up and hit him in the face with a "thud" sound.
Fichet's movements are still elegant, still smooth, and still pleasing to the eye, but the sharpness and determination hidden under this gentleness are intimidating. This is an extremely fierce style of play.
The spinning False God King let out an unwilling groan and backed away in great humiliation. He never expected that the other party would fight him to the death at the risk of his own safety. The False Demon King's attack had already arrived, and he could kill him with one sword.
Killed him.
After recovering from the soreness and pain, the False God King raised his eyes to observe, but failed to see the scene where Fichet's blood was spattered on the spot. What appeared in front of his eyes was a shocking and inexplicable picture - the tip of the False Demon King's sword.
It just stopped on the side of Fichet's neck. Although it was only three fingers away, it could no longer be stabbed! However, there was bright red blood dripping from the tip of the sword.
In this shocking freeze-frame that shocked onlookers, Fischette's strength failed, the pseudo-devil's attack was blocked, and Cohen tightly grasped the ice sword, and blood was flowing through the crystal light blue sword. It's Cohen!
He directly grabbed the ice sword with his palm!
"Want to kill my brother?" Cohen sneered, "Have you asked me?"
His eight-sided stick was still whirling and killing people in the distance, so the pseudo-devil asked confidently: "Do you need it?"
With a "whoop" sound, Cohen's violent flying kick subverted ordinary people's understanding, and struck down from above like lightning and thunder.
"Dang!" The ice sword broke into two pieces!
"Peng!" The false demon king was hit on the shoulder and neck and staggered back.
"Poof!" The sanction of the law came down, and Cohen's face darkened, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood again.
The False God King rushed forward and used both hands to help the False Demon King, but as soon as his palms were placed on the False Demon King's back, a huge force surged from the False Demon King's body, and the astonishing destructive and murderous aura shook the False God King's body.
The energy field rushed to pieces, and with a sound of "ah", the false god king was directly knocked away, and the false devil king also turned into a gourd rolling on the ground.
Although Cohen's injuries were the most serious in comparison, it was the opponent who was hit. Indeed, Cohen was subject to various restrictions, but he suppressed the pseudo-gods, demons and returnees with an invincible momentum!
Perhaps an occasional suppression is nothing, but who can calmly face an existence that looks down on them from beginning to end, an existence that seems to be forever invincible!
He seems really invincible...
"Bah!" Cohen wiped his mouth and patted Fichet on the shoulder, and the latter said as if nothing had happened: "Be careful, people will see through you if you keep doing such dangerous moves..."
"The rescued people have no right to be picky!" Cohen snorted repeatedly, "Now, it's all up to you."
"Copy that." Feixie nodded and glanced at the pseudo-gods and demons indifferently, "Just go ahead and do it."
"Relax!" Cohen gave a big smile, moved his feet, and was already standing in the core of the magic circle, "I am so greedy for life and afraid of death!"
Before the false gods and demons recovered, in full view of the public, Cohen hung his right hand directly above the core. His eyes were calm, and he exhaled a breath from his chest. The pure power from the Mother Goddess spurted out from the palm of his hand and went straight into the core of the magic circle that was waiting to be fed.
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Huge energy was input into the core, and the bright red blood also fell drop by drop, causing countless ripples in the blurred scene.
"The source of life sleeping in dreams, the supreme power lost in time..." With the spell, a mighty momentum burst out from Cohen's body, and the entire eternal element array was trembling gently, and the sky above his head
In the middle of the night, the situation changed, and the air currents in the sky were activated by the spell, roaring towards where Cohen was standing.
The False God Demon King who had just stood up was shocked, not because of this spell, but because Cohen initiated the awakening at the most suitable time to counterattack himself. The awakening process requires a very powerful energy injection, but Cohen now has no such thing as waiting for the city.
With such a seizing method, all he can use is the power in his own body. How can he satisfy the needs of the seeds?
Although Cohen is the most suitable and adept at awakening the Eternal Elemental Array, and although he must have received careful guidance from the Mother Goddess before awakening the Eternal Elemental Array, it is impossible for a human body to possess this level of energy!
Most of the confidence of the pseudo-gods and demons comes from this. Normally, Cohen should at least have a process of trying to gather strength, but his current choice is very strange. The more he injects strength, the weaker he becomes. So, with Cohen
What can he do to block the attack from below? Does he really intend to sacrifice his life for justice? But the key to the question is, can he block the attack from below just by ignoring death?
A smile emerged from the corner of Cohen's mouth, and the smile spread slowly, with a bit of simplicity and rawness, but also a bit of teasing and evil, which was deeply charming and intoxicating.
But the face of Fichet next to him was extremely serious, and his hands kept grabbing weapons from the void, including knives, guns, swords, halberds, long bows, and short crossbows, with different textures and colors, and they were densely packed with weapons.
The entire core edge.
Amidst the strange sound, the lines of the formation trembled slightly. Cohen raised his eyes, his resolute eyes filled with infinite tenderness and attachment. Then, he opened his lips slightly, and said solemn and sad words:
"In my name, I grant you awakening!" (To be continued)