The brilliance of the sun reflects on this strange and endless hilly land.
The apostles who were killing members of the Eagle Group stopped one after another and looked up at the sky in confusion. The few members of the Eagle Group who were lucky enough to survive also looked at the sky blankly, feeling the sun's rays symbolizing 'hope' falling on them.
On the body.
The blood cocoon that was about to take shape in the palm of the giant hand was originally continuously absorbing the despair and blood of the sacrifices, but at this time, the countless blood vessels transporting 'nutrition' stopped peristalsis, and Griffith's evolution was only one step away but stagnant.
Already.
The four Hands of God looked up at the dark figure in the center of the blazing sun. They were a little surprised but showed no fear or anger. They had already abandoned all positive humanity the moment they became Hands of God.
All of his attitudes stem from the deepest malice in his heart.
Silan's eyes seemed to see Heather's body directly through the berserker armor. She licked her lips and showed a frivolous smile: "Oh my, he is such a handsome young master. He is as hot as the sun, making me feel hot all over my body.
It’s getting hot, but there are still our blood relatives here who will be born soon, can you please stop making trouble for the time being?”
She raised her hand and waved, and the sun in the sky was immediately surrounded by countless twisted and crying human faces. The material formed by the human faces quickly closed into a huge oval space, trying to trap Heather in the middle.
"This is my womb, fetuses of darkness, let's unleash all our anger!" Silan's laughter echoed in the sky.
The human faces called 'fetuses' began to flow out black amniotic fluid from their seven orifices, spraying towards the sun and Heather standing in the center.
At the same time, Ubik's figure also disappeared from the place. Her figure appeared deep in the eyes of each apostle, using psychedelic power to guide them to continue to devour the members of the Slaughter Eagle Group. The ritual must not
Stop, you must continue, otherwise Griffith will become defective and imperfect even if he is forced to be born.
But before these apostles could make any move, the sky suddenly split open!
An ever-increasing sword light occupied the entire dark sky, completely chopping up all the corrosive amniotic fluid attacking Heather and the dark womb surrounding him.
[Hagoromo Zhan·Siao Yelan]!
Blood and visceral fragments fell from the sky like a heavy rain, and Slan's face changed slightly. The realm of desire and flesh and blood [Dark Womb] she controlled was actually broken so easily?
Is the other party too powerful? Not only that, but also the weakening power of himself and the God of the Abyss behind him is also a large part of the reason.
Is this the reason why the black-haired woman disguised herself as an 'angel' to restrain the wars and killings in the mortal world? She wanted to use this to curb the source of the power of the God of the Abyss, but how did these mysterious outsiders know the greatest power of the God of the Abyss?
secret?
Before he had time to think about it, Silan saw a dark claw that kept enlarging in front of his eyes.
Peng! There was no mercy. Heather, who was wearing berserker armor, held down Slan's face with her claws and slapped him downwards! Slan couldn't even scream before he was hit hard by the huge god beneath him.
The finger joints of the hand.
The giant hand, which was hundreds of meters high and extremely strong, immediately exploded a dozen annular cracks from the top downwards, followed by a series of dense sounds of bone shattering and flesh exploding. It was like the sound of Optimus Prime's magic hand coming from
The finger joints at the top began to be crushed into pieces and collapsed downwards, with massive amounts of plasma spraying out from the cracks in all directions.
But the blood cocoon in the palm of God's hand did not suffer any damage. The blood cocoon was wrapped and moved away by the turbid and dirty twisted space the moment Heather took action. It was the handiwork of Archangel Potter!
The leader of the Hand of God opened his bat wings and flew into the sky. His palms covered with bone armor controlled the twisted space from a distance, and the blood cocoon was held in front of him through the air.
Below, the hundred-meter-high God's Hand was destroyed by Heather's blow and turned into a scrap of flesh and blood less than thirty meters high. Only the flesh and blood could be seen squirming, re-condensing into the appearance of Slan. Her face was completely made of densely packed tiny figures.
The big face made of flesh and blood showed an angry look, and screamed loudly: "Ignorant person! You have to pay for your actions... Yeah!!!!"
Before she finished speaking, fierce firelight emerged from the seven orifices of Slan's big face, and the center of her eyebrows continued to swell and then exploded violently! Two blazing red rays shot out from it, and it only took a few rotations to kill her.
The huge flesh and blood body transformed by Slan was cut into a large number of pieces.
While these fragments were still falling downwards in the air, they squirmed rapidly and turned into hundreds of deformed Slan. They roared, opened their two pairs of bat wings, exposed their mouths full of sharp teeth, and rushed towards the direction of the heat sight.
The thermal vision stagnated slightly, and the output power was suddenly amplified to become a huge laser cannon. These hundreds of deformed Slan could not dodge and were directly hit by the laser cannon, and instantly dissolved and evaporated. Not only that, the laser cannon would also destroy the remaining remains of the God's Hand.
Along with the infinitely spreading hills of human faces behind them, it blasted through, burning the flesh and blood into a huge ravine with no end.
A few Slan who were lucky enough not to be hit fell to the ground and immediately sank into the ground. Soon an unharmed Slan stood up again from the flesh and blood ground. She turned her head and looked into the distance with an ugly expression, and screamed:
"Conrad! Help me!"
In the distance, Heather stood on the burnt flesh and blood ground. The eye armor of the berserker armor gradually cooled down from its red-hot posture. He seemed not to notice that countless small faces condensed on the ground behind him and emerged into Conrad.
That weirdly swollen baby face.
I saw Conrad aiming at Heather's back, exhaling a thick mist like a hiccup. Before the mist could get close to Heather, it was blocked by a tetrahedral space composed of four light balls. Instead, the fog around Heather was
As soon as the flesh and blood earth was contaminated by the mist, it immediately began to rot and melt.
Heather suddenly turned around, and her heat vision immediately hit Conrad's swollen baby face, blasting it into countless charred pieces. As soon as these pieces fell to the ground, they turned into giant rats with smooth fur.
Their eyes glowed strangely red, and they burrowed underground one after another.
Silan opened his bat wings and flew in the sky, his laughter rippling like waves: "Go my children, tear him to pieces!"
Waves of laughter rolled across the ground, and countless monsters immediately rose from the ground. They were all dark fetuses, roaring and rushing toward Heather.
The black cloak behind Heather's back suddenly unfolded into a sickle shape, and the whole person exerted force under her feet, turning into a stream of light that was almost impossible to catch with the naked eye and shuttled among the monsters, sweeping up blood and broken limbs wherever it passed.
In the distance, Archangel Porter held up the huge blood cocoon with one hand in the air, and pointed the other hand at Heather who was quickly killing the monster. The twisted space took shape again, preparing to give Heather a fatal blow. .
Suddenly, a twisted and dirty space spread out behind him like a mirror.
Almost at the same time, the figure of the Skeleton Knight appeared behind Porter, and the water-calling sword that was thrust towards the back of Porter's head was swallowed by the blade in the twisted space. Another space mirror appeared behind the skeleton knight at the same time, and the water-calling sword's sword The blade protruded from it and slashed at the Skeleton Knight with the same force.
"First Evolution"
Clang! As if he had predicted what was going to happen next, the Skeleton Knight raised his fleur-de-lis shield in time to block this slash from himself.
"Your opponent is me, Sage." The skeleton knight's voice was cold.
Archangel Potter turned his head to look at the Skeleton Knight, his skinned face showing no expression:
"It's as it should be, Overlord."
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ps: It is estimated that Slan's title will be blocked, so I won't write it down. Those who are interested in Hand of God can search it on Baidu.