"Imperial Legion, attack!" Inside the Tissot, Deputy Chairman Fengshen Mufeng's soul, as the frontline commander, issued orders to the various battleship commanders.
Suddenly, thirteen quasi-B battleships fired their magic cannons in unison, boom! Explosive sparks continued to shine in the starry sky, and millions of Ashima warriors died under the gunfire.
In the galactic battlefield, creatures below the first level are not even cannon fodder.
Fifty Chinese quasi-god councilors turned into shooting stars and took the lead in attacking with pieces of brilliant colorful lights.
The Ashima Alliance also sent out all the quasi-gods in their faction, and the number was three times that of the Chinese side, which was one hundred and fifty.
But even the powerful quasi-gods are not the main force in this battlefield.
Gods are the core output of Galaxy Station.
"Boys, I'm here to kill you!" The power of darkness emerged, and the roaring god Alsace descended on the battlefield. His thousand-kilometer-long god's body was really huge, and his speed was frighteningly fast.
A terrifying suction force emerged from the bloody mouth. He had no time to dodge the dozens of quasi-gods from the Ashima Alliance who rushed at the front. They were sucked into Alsace's bloody mouth by the irresistible force, and were swallowed up as if they were trapped in a black hole.
Then a horrifying scream sounded in Alsace's mouth. In less than ten seconds, Alsace opened his mouth and spat out a ball of rotten meat and bones. It was the same thing that had been swallowed in his mouth before.
A dozen quasi-gods of the Ashima Alliance.
Their soul power was extracted by Arthas and turned into his own use. This is a unique skill of the Roaring clan. In a certain sense, it belongs to the ability of the dark gods. Among all the gods in the spiritual plane, the dark gods are the most powerful.
The only god who can restore his own soul power by devouring other strong men.
Of course, Alsace's devouring ability is stronger and more brutal. He can eat living creatures directly as food.
The Chinese quasi-gods are all very excited, as expected of Sir Alsace.
But for the quasi-gods of the Ashima Alliance, they have never seen such a terrifying creature. No, it should be a terrifying god.
Alsace rushed directly into it, and with one man's strength, he broke through the defensive formation built by the 150 quasi-gods of the Ashima Alliance.
Alsace's strength is the pinnacle of the lower gods, and he is very powerful among the lower gods. Of course, there is still a big gap between him and the elite lower gods. Logically speaking, under the supreme rules of the mythical world, a junior lower god
It is impossible to compete with one hundred and fifty quasi-gods.
But now, Arthas not only benefits from the blood of his roaring family, which makes him twice as powerful as the lower gods of the same level, but also has stronger vitality, because his devouring skills can be used to restore and repair injuries.
Divine body.
It is because of its ferocity and bloodthirst that the quasi-gods of the Ashima Alliance are afraid of it.
On the battlefield and in terms of momentum, when the forces of the two parties are in a stalemate, whoever is more ruthless will win the balance of victory, not to mention that the power of China is now stronger than the Ashima Alliance.
What's more, Alsace is not the only dark god on the Chinese side on the battlefield.
Suddenly! In the chaos of the starry sky, tens of thousands of thunders surged out, and they were connected in sheets. In the explosion of lightning, millions of creatures fell, hundreds of flying castles collapsed, and more than a dozen quasi-gods were electrocuted by the thunder.
Coke.
Although the electric current was strong, it could not really destroy the quasi-god. The bodyless quasi-god flew back to the Ashima Fortress planet to seek shelter.
"Humph, thunder boy, your magical skills are dazzling, but they are not powerful." Faced with the terrifying thunderstorm that almost covered half of the battlefield, Arthas coldly snorted.
The God of Thunder, Thor, who had just flashed to Alsace, was next to him and was no bigger than his fingernail. However, he looked helpless. The thundering force he used earlier was originally a group skill, which was used to greatly eliminate the enemy's vitality. Don't
The Quasi God didn't kill any of them, but the fourth-level divine generals and third-level divine soldiers under the Quasi-God killed no less than ten thousand people.
Moreover, nearly half of the enemy's defense force was eliminated.
But even so, Thor, the God of Thunder, still didn't dare to say a word, not even to complain.
Although they are both junior gods, Arthas is much stronger than Thor, who was once the strongest god in the mythical continent. Thor has no say in Alsace's side.
Of course, there is a huge gap between Alsace and Omsiduo, the guardian of China. Next to Omsiduo, the God of Thunder is just a subordinate.
After all, Thor is now enough to be Alsace's deputy, so Thor is very satisfied, unlike the weakest Wind God, who can only use his soul power to serve as the "liaison officer" on the battlefield.
Indeed, there is no need for the power of the Wind God on the battlefield now.
Now the Fengshen in the command cabin of the battleship Tissot is also very helpless. He is said to be the commander-in-chief, but in fact he is just a liaison officer, a junior officer responsible for deployment.
"Hey... Xiao Yi'er admires me so much, but as a teacher I can't even exert any power here..." Fengshen muttered to himself leisurely.
"Lord Fengshen, the Karas battleship needs support!" At this time, the spiritual consciousness of a fifth-level magician next to him passed.
"Got it, the Ross battleship will go over immediately to support! Gray Eagle, Ice-Embedded Councilor, hurry up too!" Fengshen quickly dispatched the warships and powerful councilors closest to the Karas battleship that was surrounded by Ashima's three flying fortresses.
Supported in the past.
"Understood! Lord Fengshen!"...
When China's main imperial army attacked the largest planetary fortress on the Ashima frontline with all its strength, the heartland of the Ashima Empire and the frontline command star of the Ashima Alliance were also the second planet of the Ashima Alliance after the capital star of the Ashima Empire, the earth element.
A rocky planet surrounded by elements.
"That's the command star of the Ashima Alliance." Thousands of miles away, in the starry sky, a meteorite is flying towards 'Saturn' controlled by the power of the soul.
Orm said to the dark immortal Dot beside him.
Dot was in a rare and very good mood today, well, because the person he was working with today was not the bald God of Thunder that he hated, nor was he the skinny and monkey-like God of Wind.
Working with him is Orm, the God of Dark Destruction, a figure named after Qin, the God of War. He is the deep root under the big tree that protects the Chinese Empire.
Dot was addicted to inhaling the dark breath emanating from Orm. This feeling was like the devil child he once was, making him find a kindred spirit.
"Om, don't worry, I, Dot, will protect you." Thinking of Dot, he gently put his hand on the shoulder of Om, who was fully controlling the direction of the meteorite's flight.
Om's heart suddenly pounded, and he turned around to see Dot, who was smiling with his mouth split open, especially when the latter's black pupils were flashing...