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Chapter 702 Help

Chapter 702 Helping Hand

"The elves' methods are somewhat different."

Compared to the Lord of Shadows, Mi Xiu seemed much calmer. Not only did he turn his attention from Aragorn back to Qing, but he also made his own evaluation.

"I have to say that compared to you guys who claim to be gods, those elves are much more creative. The earth is matched with the godhead created by the elves, and the effect is better than I imagined."

Aragon's new body was already taller, and he stood on the steps again, seeming to be looking down at Mi Xiu when he spoke.

"Do you call this kind of existence an earth creature?"

"Although it lacks combat ability, it can be reborn continuously and can produce effects similar to the Kingdom of God in an area. This name is quite appropriate."

The Kingdom of God does not exist in the material world, and is equivalent to the home court of various gods. The entire palace was arranged into a large formation by Aragorn, and Qing Ze, who had long since transformed into a ground creature, was the center of the formation.

Originally, under the erosion of time, Qingzhi had become an inhuman existence due to Aragorn's methods, and his strength was slowly wearing away, making it extremely difficult to even take action.

But the Elf-made Godhead that Aragorn obtained from Richard perfectly made up for Qing's shortcomings.

Qing, who became an earth creature, continuously obtained power from the godhead created by the elves. Before the power of the godhead was completely exhausted, there was almost no possibility of exhaustion.

This kind of ability is a bit difficult to deal with existences of the level of Mi Xiu and the Lord of Shadows. If he had different opponents, he might have to kill tens of thousands of elites.

"But where did you get the confidence to trap two gods here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of Mi Xiu, who had been motionless at the same spot, suddenly disappeared and turned into a ray of white light.

Unlike the Lord of Shadows just now, Mi Xiu did not drill into a certain sub-space, but used pure speed to give the observer the illusion that he had disappeared.

The next moment, Mi Xiu, dressed in a white robe with gold trim, appeared in front of Aragorn.

A fist with golden flames smashed into Aragorn's face.

The golden flame seemed to concentrate all the surrounding light and heat on one point, making people's eyes hurt from the flash.

Even Parley and others who were sitting in the distance watching the battle were so shaken that they couldn't help but lower their heads to avoid it. If they looked any further, their eyes would be burned.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and Aragorn reached out to block Mi Xiu's explosive punch.

But this time Aragorn was obviously not as relaxed as before.

A terrifying crack was drawn on the solid floor. Aragorn released his force to the ground, stepped through the thick stone slab, and stepped half of his calf directly into the soil below. He grabbed Yaxiu's fist and stepped back at least a few seconds. It took him ten meters to stand still.

The strong wind pressure blew around the people, bringing up rocks all over the sky. Many of the palaces that had been crumbling in the battle could no longer hold up this time, and small-scale collapses occurred.

A vacuum-like environment appeared directly within a dozen meters of the gas explosion circle.

"It's really amazing that a mortal can actually reach your level. Even those elves back then, despite their sophisticated methods, would never be able to fight the gods head-on."

"It's just that if you want to kill gods with this, you are still wishful thinking."

"The rising sun shines upon the world!"

As he spoke, the sun in the sky seemed to be a little closer to the ground, emitting brighter light, and the entire palace had an inexplicable tendency to turn into a steamer.

Mi Xiu withdrew the fist caught by Aragorn, and then danced it out again. His arms suddenly turned into phantoms, and a golden-red fist shadow struck Aragorn like a violent storm.

"Everyone can tell lies."

Faced with Mixiu's fierce attack and unusual pressure, Aragorn looked calm and showed no sign of timidity. In an instant, Aragorn blocked all the hundreds of attacks.

"If you guys were really as powerful as you boast, Ragnarok wouldn't have happened."

"Don't forget, Rising Sun's authority is not only yours!"

"boom!"

The fists of the two sides collided violently, and a violent explosion erupted. A dazzling light appeared with the two people in the center. It was like a miniature nuclear bomb erupting, and half of the palace was directly razed to the ground.

After the dazzling light, the smoke and dust dispersed, and Mi Xiu, who was dressed in white, was still unscathed, and the gold-rimmed white robe was not even stained with dust.

Aragorn, on the other hand, was a little more embarrassed. Half of his arms showed obvious signs of being burned by high temperatures, and there were even obvious dislocations at the joints.

"His Majesty!"

Aragorn was obviously at a disadvantage in this fight, and Qing who was watching on the side let out a cry of surprise.

He was determined to rush up to help, but he also knew that even if he went up, it would be of no avail. Facing the seriousness of Mi Xiu, he could not hold him back for even a second.

"Chi!"

Before the two parties could make the next move, a shadow flashed in the space, and a short sword stabbed towards Aragorn from the black mist.

However, the injured Aragorn did not give the opponent a chance to seize the opportunity. He only used one hand to strangle the opponent's wrist and change the direction of the dagger attack.

The Lord of Shadows did not wait for Aragorn to fight back, and once again turned into a ball of black mist and disappeared.

He seems to have quickly adjusted his position. If he misses a hit, he will immediately lurk and wait for the next opportunity to strike. The Lord of Shadows is serious about being an assassin and is definitely the most terrifying assassin in the world.

Lurking in another dimension, he doesn't even have to deliberately suppress his murderous intent before taking action. No target can feel the murderous intent through the barrier of the world.

"I made this body with great difficulty. If you stab me with a sword, it will be a bit troublesome."

After being sneak-attacked by the Lord of Shadows, Aragorn still acted very relaxed. It was obvious that he was at a disadvantage now, but he was not anxious at all.

Mi Xiu had no intention of answering. The Lord of Shadows missed his attack, and Mi Xiu once again turned into a ball of golden-white light and shadow to bully him.

Although he was shouting like a mortal, Mi Xiu was not at all careless about this human being who had caused him great losses.

Although he clearly has the upper hand with absolute strength, he doesn't mind joining forces with the Lord of Shadows, whom he doesn't like much.

"Whoosh!"

Just as the two were fighting again, a vague qi machine in the distance locked onto Mi Xiu.

Then a green arrow came hurtling from the sky with a shrieking sound.

Normally, both parties fighting in the palace are strong in the naturally formed realm. Even Qing, the weakest among them, is much stronger than the ordinary realm.

Normally, arrows would be burned to ashes by the hot golden flames even if they came close, let alone the one in the center.

However, this arrow was obviously different. Not only did it target Mi Xiu, it also came with a strong killing intent.

Even Mi Xiu's heart skipped a beat, and he felt like the hairs on his back were rising.

This arrow is actually threatening.

The moment the cyan arrow streaked across the sky with golden light, Mi Xiu immediately gave up the opportunity to severely injure Aragorn in front of him and jumped up on the spot, narrowly avoiding this earth-shattering arrow.

"boom!"

The green arrow drilled into the ground, and the powerful kinetic energy created a small crater on the ground that was more than three meters deep and four to five meters square.

Mi Xiu, who had dodged the arrow, did not relax at all. After a loud shout, his whole body was filled with golden light.

A three-meter-tall figure flew up out of thin air, and the huge scimitar was thrown into the air.

Just when the sharp arrows struck, the ruler of the southern abyss and the great demon lord Purple Moon, controlled by Sandru, took action at the same time, breaking open the space and trying to deliver a fatal blow to Mi Xiu.

It's just that Mi Xiu is much stronger than everyone imagined.

Although the Great Demon of Purple Moon was refined into an undead warrior by Sandro after his death, he lost some combat power.

But under Sandro's necromancy, which he can be called a master, he still maintains more than 80% of his combat power. With the racial bonus, he can still be called the best in the realm of jealousy, and can definitely defeat the existence of gods.

The one who cooperated in releasing the deadly cold arrows was also the master of this way, the archery master Gru who also entered the realm of jealousy.

It was obviously a power that could kill gods, but it didn't even touch the opponent during the sneak attack.

On the contrary, the big demon who was close to him fell to the ground at this moment, his undead aura dimmed, and his combat power was reduced by 30% as soon as he came face to face with him.

"Is this your helper?"

Mi Xiu turned to look in the direction of the palace gate with interest. Richard, wearing dark red armor, appeared on the square with an angel with wings.

At this time, Richard not only had the Necromancer and the legendary hero Gru who controlled the Purple Moon Demon, but also the angel Lucifer who had also entered the realm of jealousy.

Including Richard, four masters from the Realm of Jealousy came to support him.

The rest of the heroes just cooperated with the army and stayed on the periphery. In this level of fighting, even the holy ones are just stronger cannon fodder.

"Boy, you arrived just in time!"

"His true spirit is coming down at this time. Use the Mad King's ring to kill him!"

Looking at Richard arriving, Aragorn finally had a smile on his face.

As the most powerful human being, Aragorn has a strength that is not weaker than some powerful gods. Even if his refined body affects the performance of his strength, he can still defeat veteran gods like the Lord of Shadows.

But in the hands of the Lord of the Rising Sun, Aragorn suffered a direct loss.

The other party has become a main god-level existence. Even in the era of the Elf Empire, the elven holy wizards relying on the magic tower could not confront the main god head-on.

The main god can be pulled down from his throne only by the god-killing ring that directly impacts the soul.

At this time, the repaired God-killing Ring was in the hands of the visitor.

In Qing's realm of earth, neither Mishu nor the Lord of Shadows can escape.

With Richard's current strength, it only takes one strike to severely damage Mi Xiu.

By combining the efforts of both parties, we can completely eliminate the other party's troubles forever.

It's just that things didn't develop according to Aragorn's ideas.

Richard, who was always playing tricks in front of him to seek favors, now had a very serious expression, with his hands in front of him and stroking them in a restrained manner.

After a long while, he said something that shocked Aragorn:

"Um, Lord Mishu, if I say this is a misunderstanding, would you believe it?"



(End of chapter)


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