Chapter 4820 The death of the magic virtual machine
"Lord Commander! Are you okay?"
A lieutenant next to Mo Xuji saw the former's uneasy look and reminded him rather uneasily.
"Yes! He is not Lord Mo Zhuo! He is a fake. Damn it. He actually dares to pretend to be Lord Mo Zhuo. I will kill you with my own hands!"
Moxu Ji came back to his senses, his eyes filled with violent killing intent, staring at the plump Ma Yujie on the star city in the middle.
He simply could not accept the fact that Mo Zhuo was the ancient god pretending to be Mo Zhuo, but subconsciously thought that this ancient god was pretending to be Mo Zhuo.
The deputy general opened his mouth, but didn't say anything. He knew that whatever he said now would irritate the Demonic Machine, so it would be better not to say anything at all.
"Damn ancient gods, you dare to deceive me, and you also deceived me with Lord Mo Zhuo! I will never forgive you!"
Mo Xuji's eyes were red and full of anger. He gave up commanding the demon army and rushed towards the ancient god army, starting to kill crazily.
On the wall of Star City.
Spica God looked at the fat man in front of him, smiled and asked: "Zhensu has told me, you must be Mayujie? He has been praising you in front of us, saying that you are the chosen one.
, the future is destined to save our ancient gods from dire straits."
Ma Yujie scratched his head in embarrassment and said: "Sir Spica! That's all Mr. Zhenxu's fault! By the way, where is Mr. Zhenxue now?"
Spica God smiled and said: "He is fighting in the Star City to the west. Now the war is tight, and he won't be able to catch up for a while."
Ma Yujie nodded, with a serious expression on his face: "Sir Spica, I have something unclear. I wonder if you can help me clear up my confusion?"
The god Spica smiled and said: "What's the matter? Just say it!"
"I heard that since the Tianqian was breached, your four leaders decided to remove the Star Gods and elite strongmen along the way, abandoning the Holy Star City and all star cities except the eighteen surrounding cities!"
"I want to ask you, why do you do this? Do you know how tragic the consequences of doing this are? Many ordinary ancient gods who have no power to restrain chickens were brutally killed by the demon army, and more ancient gods were captured and used as
A miserable slave!"
Ma Yujie
The more he spoke, the more excited he became, but his fists were clenched tightly involuntarily.
During this period of time, although he had been hiding in Zhuo Wen's big world, he could clearly see every scene in the outside world.
He saw many ancient gods die under the demon's butcher's knife, and also saw the insensitive eyes of many ancient gods when they were reduced to slaves...
It can be said that what he saw along the way was the real hell, with no order and no rules, only killing and abuse, very naked.
The reason for all this is because of the non-resistance policy of the Star God, who was willing to expose countless ancient gods to the fangs of the demon, which resulted in countless tragedies.
The Spica god listened silently, with a smile still on his lips, but a hint of coldness gradually appeared in the depths of his eyes.
"Hey! I am also very ashamed of this matter. The reason for adopting this policy is influenced by many factors! Just wait until I end this battle and I will take you into the Holy Star City and I will tell you all the truth.
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Spica God showed a look of shame, bowed deeply to Ma Yujie, and said sincerely.
"Lord Spica! I can't bear it, get up quickly!" Ma Yujie hurriedly helped Spica, her heart softened, and she secretly wondered if there really was something hidden.
The Spica god still bowed solemnly and said, "Ma Yujie! I agree with what you said, so you deserve to receive this gift! Next, please wait for me!"
With that said, the god Spica stepped out into the sky, and endless starlight rose into the sky.
In an instant, countless demonic clouds in the sky were dispersed, and then stars appeared one after another deep in the sky.
Countless stars hang in the sky, shining brightly and exuding immortal brilliance.
But soon, countless demons discovered that the stars in the sky were getting brighter and brighter, and they were getting closer and closer. They finally discovered that they were not stars, but star soldiers emitting bright stars.
Bang bang bang!
Endless star soldiers fell from the sky and instantly blasted into the Heavenly Demon Army. A series of shrill screams rang out. Nearly one-third of the Heavenly Demon Army were directly pierced through their bodies and died on the spot.
Many demonic soldiers fled in panic and suffered serious injuries.
The demonic machine was originally killing the ancient gods crazily.
An ominous premonition arose in my heart, and my eyelids twitched wildly.
Without thinking, he raised the black spear with both hands and placed it above him.
boom!
A star-studded broadsword slashed down hard and collided with his black spear, causing countless sparks to fly out.
Mo Xuji groaned, raised his gun with both hands, and retreated in embarrassment, his feet plowing two long deep traces on the ground.
Click!
Suddenly, Moxu Ji was shocked to find that the black spear in his hand suddenly broke, and the starry sword stood heavily in front of his chest.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough and retreated in time, but there was still a huge wound on his chest, with black blood gushing out, and he looked extremely miserable.
"hateful!"
Moxu Ji knelt heavily on one knee, covering the wound on his chest, with magic power rolling all over his body, and forcibly repaired his own injury.
But the power of Spica God was so terrifying that his wounds kept getting worse and splitting rapidly. After a while, Moxuji's chest directly opened a blood hole several feet wide, and the bones and internal organs inside could be seen.
Clearly.
"die!"
An ancient god general came across and slashed with the long sword in his hand, directly taking the head of the demon virtual machine.
Moxuji suddenly blasted out a palm, knocking the ancient god general away, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Death, death, death!"
More and more generals from the ancient gods rushed in and began to launch a fierce offensive against the demonic machine.
Moxu Ji breathed rapidly and continued to resist the attacks of these ancient god generals, but the injuries in his body became more and more serious, and he gradually became unable to suppress the power of the Spica god.
Finally, the Demonic Machine couldn't bear the force, and its entire body exploded.
A ray of sword light was like a rainbow, instantly cutting off the head of Moxuji. Dou Da's head flew up and rolled to the ground.
"Lord Mozhuo...you..."
Moxuji's head kept rolling on the ground. His eyes were always locked on the figure of Ma Yujie on the city wall. His weak voice slowly came out, and finally disappeared completely.
In the end, Moxuji closed his eyes, leaving only darkness in front of him...