Chapter 1060 I don't want to hang up, but you forced me
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Muria raised her hand to grab the skull of a corpse servant, and exerted a slight force on her palm. Cracks appeared in the skull of the corpse servant, and raging black-red flames surged out from Muria's hand, following the corpse servant's skull.
The place where the skull was broken surged into his body, filling up his body in an instant.
Almost instantly, cracks appeared on the body surface of the corpse servant, and black-red flames gush out from them. The corpse servant roared in pain in the flames, and then turned into a pile of ashes.
But at this moment, an excited and violent roar sounded in Muria's ears. Muria looked along the sound and immediately saw a tall corpse wearing armor, with a black face, a shriveled body, and red eyes.
servant.
This is a ghoul with a body height of nearly three meters, which is nearly half taller than the low-level ghouls around Muria who were casually crushed to death by him. It looks like it is a higher-level corpse servant.
But Muria's heart was untroubled. In his eyes, low-level corpse servants were no different from ants, and the one in front of him was just a bigger ant. There was no difference.
However, many ants killed the elephant. When Muria saw behind this corpse servant, there were countless corpse servants of similar size coming one after another, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.
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Behind these corpse servants, Muria vaguely saw even taller corpse servants, and these undoubtedly required Muria to show some real skills to fight against the enemy. His current posture is obviously not suitable.
Have a fight.
"To be honest, I don't like my awakening posture very much, but I can't help it." Muria looked at the streets coming from all directions, as well as the corpse servants clinging to the buildings around him and surrounding him.
He twisted his neck, and dazzling fire patterns slowly appeared on his face.
Then his short and immature body began to swell, and blazing flame patterns were spread on his body as hard as obsidian. One after another, moon blade-shaped bone spurs with flame patterns on them came from his body.
The joints extended out, making his form look more ferocious and terrifying, like a demon god who came to destroy the world.
In the blink of an eye, Muria transformed from a short little boy less than 1.5 meters tall to a behemoth with a height of 5 meters. His body was shrouded in flames.
A pair of horns on his forehead soared into the sky, and behind him, a thick and powerful tail swung, demonstrating an alternative beauty of strength.
At the same time, the air around Muria was almost boiling, and the ground he was standing on began to turn red, and the ground began to melt. The land where he stood began to gradually melt, forming magma.
"Roar!" Looking at Muria, who showed his third awakening, these corpse servants, who although they retained a certain amount of wisdom, were manipulated and influenced by demons, roared in unison, and then swarmed towards him.
"I don't know what to say." Seeing these corpse servants who didn't know what death was, Muria held his hands down, and under the influence of his spilled power, the ground beneath his feet had turned into a magma pool.
An heavy sword made of lava emerged.
Muria held the lava heavy sword, and then swept it out. The surging fire waves formed a perfect circle in front of him, and then spread to all sides.
The corpse servant touched by this flaming sword energy was immediately split into two, unable to resist, and was all reduced to ashes.
These corpse servants transformed from living creatures, most of their memories of their lives have been forgotten during the transformation process, and their power is transformed after death, so their combat effectiveness is nothing compared to what they were in life.
Although Muria was just like chopping melons and vegetables, each swing of his sword could kill nearly a hundred corpse servants. These corpse servants who had long forgotten their fear and did not know what death was were still rushing towards them one after another.
"roar!"
The screams of the corpse servants came one after another, which aroused the instinctive anger in Muria's body. Muria opened her mouth wide and roared at these corpse servants.
The billowing sound wave visible to the naked eye started from his mouth and spread rapidly. The corpse servant facing him, facing Muria's roar, his body was like a sandstone standing in the strong wind for hundreds of years.
Weathered and scattered into little bits of powder.
As a result, the surroundings of Muria were quiet for a moment, but then, these corpse servants continued to rush towards him, but perhaps because they had some intelligence, their roars were much quieter.
"It turns out that they are also a group of guys who bully the weak and fear the strong." Noticing this change, Muria laughed, reached out and grabbed a corpse servant, ignoring its resistance and struggle, and forcefully stuffed it into the magma under his feet.
In the pool.
Then, Muria just looked at it and let out painful screams and wails, and then her body sank into the magma...
"This is too inferior!" Muria, who was killing the corpse servants, was always paying attention to the battle between the giants and the demons, and the more she looked at him, the more helpless she became.
Because as the battle progressed, the giant who had the upper hand and smashed the monster's form time and time again was gradually falling below. His attacks began to become weak and weak. He could not continue to fight like he did at the beginning.
One punch will destroy the monster's body.
Although this situation made Muria feel helpless, it was also expected by him, because in terms of pure attacks, the giant was superior to the monsters, as can be seen from the fact that he destroyed the monsters' bodies many times.
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This is for an existence in the form of a demon ghost. It is not a big deal if the body is blown up. It can be repaired by consuming some strength.
Therefore, relying on the foundation accumulated from devouring countless creatures, the demon dragged the battle to the later stage and completely turned the situation around.
"Quack, quack, weren't you very fierce just now? How come your attacks have become soft now?" The demon condensed a pair of huge beast-like claws and slashed at the giant's body without any plan.
The claw blades, which were purely condensed from death energy, scratched the giant's iron-grey skin, leaving no trace on his body except for sparks from the friction.
When the power potential has been awakened to their level, they all have different methods. Although the body of the demon ghost can be easily disrupted, it has strong recovery power and can be revived with full blood at will.
The giant, on the other hand, has a powerful physique that matches its strength. Its body is as if it is made of metal and is indestructible, but this only means that he has a strong defense.
"Huh!" The giant's chest heaved violently. To this point, his strength has been consumed a lot, and the power of the ghost in front of him is like a bottomless spring. I don't know if he still needs it.
How long will it take for it to dry up?
Facing this kind of enemy, the wise choice is to retreat quickly, but at this time, with his keen sense, he also noticed that Muria's eyes were always on him. This situation made him feel extremely embarrassed, so he
He gritted his teeth and rushed forward again.
He still wanted to save face. The bullshit he had just made was so loud that he had to run away in embarrassment soon. This made it difficult for him to face Muria in the future.
"To save face, live to suffer." Muria had already seen from the giant's every move that he had already thought about retreating, but because he couldn't lose face here, he just held on there.
"But if you hold on like this, aren't you cheating me?" Muria sighed feebly. Normally, if this thing gets cold, he will also cool down.
"Boy Yama, have you seen this? Are you scared that your guardian will only end up like this when facing me? Are you scared?" When Muria swung the long and thick tail behind her, she was beaten to death.
When he met a group of corpse servants, a monster the size of an ordinary person condensed and formed in front of Muria, and then asked him in a teasing tone.
"Which one of you saw that I was afraid?" Muria rolled his eyes, flames lingered on his fist, and he punched straight away, directly scattering the small monster in front of him.
Although the giant's condition is already a little weak at this time and cannot be as strong as before, but even so, the demon must allocate most of its strength to deal with the giant. The clone that was separated to try to tease Muria was just an appearance, and there was no
What a powerful force.
"Gagaga, with your fearless attitude, do you think that even if your guardian can't defeat me, you can still escape with me? Are you too naive? I am a ghost who has awakened six times. You can't escape from me.
The realm of darkness.”
"Idiot." Muria reached out and grabbed the miniaturized monster in front of him. Just when his palm felt a physical touch, the touch disappeared in the next moment. His hand was empty, as if he was grasping something.
On a ball of air.
"You keep scolding me. After I defeat your guardian, it will be your turn soon." The strange voice of this monster rang out from the black mist that filled the surrounding area.
"Don't force me!" Muria looked at the giant who had begun to switch from offense to defense during the ghost's attack. He sighed helplessly. He wanted to make progress in cycles and grow step by step.
At this time, as the giant was crumbling in the attack of demons and ghosts, in the heart of Muria's reincarnated body, the crouched deity slowly opened his eyes, and opened his palms that were clasped in front of his chest, and a drop could
The source of the evolution of all things emerges, and then an insignificant trace is pulled away from it.
At the same time, in the demiplane that this deity carries, there is a magnificent building that contains countless rare and rare treasures that Muria collected as an emperor.
On a display stand, a heart kept jumping, lingering in golden red lava-like blood, slowly floating like the heart of a little sun, and then disappeared in an instant...