Bright Era

A green cloud haze was born out of thin air, a green cloud that was only a few thousand meters in radius when it was born, quickly rolled and spread in all directions, spreading to thousands of miles in a blink of an eye. As soon as this green cloud took a photo of the monsters’ army, you heard screams of horror. Large swaths of demons, demons and other monsters, as well as a large number of **** beasts, are all unstable and soft. Fell to the ground.

The horrible plague virus raged, and the bodies of many evil spirits and demons began to rot and dissolve. There was a hideous and ugly body on the battlefield out of thin air, and the rotting stench rose to the sky. Those alien warriors who smelled this stench were not The controlled mouth was vomiting, and there were even foreign warriors who festered and fell to the ground like those evil spirits and demons.

"It's really bad magic!" Mr. Mo grabbed a handful of green clouds and put it in front of his nose and sniffed: "In the next thirty years, there will be no living creatures in this land. Unless it is a powerful person above the Saint level, Otherwise, anyone who dares to set foot on this land will turn into pus."

Lin Qi shook his head speechlessly, this is war, this is **** war!

The large-scale strategic magic of the two parties instantly emptied a battlefield in a radius of thousands of miles. In this nearly circular battlefield, both sides were piled up like a mountain, and the floor was covered with sticky plasma and minced meat. The scene was enough to scare. Adults with good courage on weekdays.

But on both sides of this nearly circular battlefield, on the battlefield that stretches for tens of thousands of miles, the armies of both sides have been entangled to death.

Countless alien races and countless monsters smashed into a mass. The knife and ax slashed the cheap flesh apart, the sharp claws and teeth ripped the beating blood vessels, and the hot cheap blood sprayed all over the floor. There were screams of dying people everywhere, and those who had died in battle, their bodies fell to the ground, trampled by their companions or enemies, their bodies also made strange noises.

At every breath time, at least tens of thousands of people died in battle, especially where magicians from both sides gathered together, the number of deaths in battle was even more amazing. In such a battlefield, there is basically no wounded, as long as you are injured, the only thing waiting for you is death!

Because the enemy is in front of you, the enemy is beside you, and behind you are the companions who push you and force you to keep moving forward. No wounded can retreat from the front, they can only fight desperately in the front, they either kill the enemy, or are killed by the enemy, and then pushed to the ground by their companions, and then slammed on the ground by countless thick thighs. , Their bodies and the thick mud, blood plasma and meat sauce became an equally messy mixture.

Countless arrows flying in the low air, countless weird javelins and spikes turned into a rain curtain and flew around. From time to time, arrows collided with each other and fell from the air, and these falling arrows will never fall into the sky. There is a bad luck in the arrow.

In the middle and low altitudes, countless magic **** flew around, all kinds of lightning slashed randomly, and large expanses of wind knives and ice **** screamed down. The hordes of mages, or the lonely mages, are flying wildly in the sky under the violent wind, pouring out their magic madly, bringing death to the enemy while squandering their own lives.

And in the higher air, the powerhouses of the demigod level were facing one-on-one. Their sword aura tore through the void, and if their sword moves failed, once they hit the ground, they would immediately clear a large area of ​​the battlefield. Occasionally, demigod-level powerhouses who died in battle will fall from a high altitude, and their blood will be spilled from high altitude with steaming heat. These are heavier than steel and hotter than magma. The blood of the demigod that contains powerful energy seems to boil. The molten iron was poured down, causing huge casualties to the soldiers on the ground.

At a higher altitude, the avatars of tens of thousands of meters of alien gods are suspended there. While responding to the call of their believers, they continue to drop a magical technique to bless their believers, and at the same time look at Lin Qi thousands of miles away.

Occasionally, a few huge icefield demon earthworms suddenly emerged from the ground, opening their mouths and swallowing large swaths of evil spirits and demons into their stomachs. But these wolf-shaped ice-field magic earthworms were quickly attacked by the same kind. A huge number of abyssal giant earthworms rushed from all directions screaming, tearing these ice-field magic earthworms with the poisonous sharp horns on their heads. Body, inject venom into their bodies, turning them into cold corpses.

From the ground to the ground, from the ground to the high altitude, countless warriors fought into a ball. The earth turned black and red, the sky was covered with flames and dark clouds, and half of the western continent was trembling. The huge shock even crossed the holy mountain and spread to the southern region of the Longshan Empire.

When one after another strategic-level forbidden spells continued to fall, the houses in the Longshan Imperial Capital tens of thousands of miles away began to tremble, and the sea outside the Port of Vias made waves several feet high.

Countless abyss gnomes and abyss dwarves are busy on the battlefield. They use special carts to pick up the corpses of the evil spirits and demons who died in battle, and occasionally take back the corpses of some alien races. These messy flesh and blood were squeezed into the mouths of those Primordial Evils for the first time, becoming the nourishment for them to continue incubating a new generation of fighters.

As more and more flesh and blood are devoured, such as evil things such as the mother of evil spirits, they are making warriors faster and faster, and the ranks of the warriors they bred are gradually improving. Stimulated by the hell's original power injected from hell, these ancient evil creatures all began their own evolution.

"Shameless fellow!" Rhein yelled again suddenly, his whole body was so angry that the long hairs stood up one by one, and the spitting stars were constantly spitting out in his mouth: "You use these worthless fools to be pious with us. Believers in the war! Lin Qi, can you be more shameless?"

Lin Qi shrugged his shoulders and still didn't say a word. He just smiled a little embarrassedly to Rhine, then took out a bottle of rum, drank two happily, and threw a bottle to Rhine. .

Rhein smashed the bottle that Lin Qi had thrown with a paw, his eyes were red, blue, black and white with anger. Damn Lin Qi, it's so shameless, those evil spirits and demons who died in battle, those **** **** monsters, their souls after death, are just like garbage!

Even the pigheads who are famous for their stupidity among the orcs, their soul strength is more than a hundred times that of those monsters! After the alien army worked hard to kill these monsters, the alien gods in the sky, the soul of each monster they collected, the soul origin power contained in it is only one percent of the complete soul of the most ordinary pig head One or even less!

In a sense, the monsters Lin Qi sent to the battlefield were either idiots or mentally retarded, and none of them had a normal IQ!

Lin Qi looked at the angry Rhine, but still only smiled shamely. When the mother of evil spirits created evil spirits and demons, they only injected a piece of soul shard into the bodies of these warriors, without giving them a complete soul.

When the monsters kill a foreign race, Lin Qi can harvest a whole soul here, and then create a hundred new monsters. But the foreign race had to pay several times the cost of casualties to kill a tyrannical monster. In other words, Rhine and the others want to obtain a complete soul from Lin Qi, and they need to pay hundreds of times the price!

There is no doubt that this is a very loss! Rhine's anger is justified.

"Shameless thing, it's so shameless!" Rhine looked at Lin Qi angrily, his eyes flickered for a while, and then quickly attracted a cloud of clouds to wrap his body, and in the blink of an eye he disappeared into the void in. Lin Qi glanced thoughtfully in the direction where Rhein disappeared, and then smiled disapprovingly.

In the southern waters of the Western Continent, hundreds of Thor's Hammers have been prepared in Lin Qi's Quake Base.

As long as the main force of the alien races appears, Lin Qi will use Thor's Hammer to cleanse the alien army at all costs. Killing one more alien will reduce the war potential of the gods of the Temple of Odin. Even if the Western Continent is smashed into pieces, Lin Qi doesn't care.

The fierce war continued, and an angry Rhine left the battlefield not knowing what new plan to prepare, while Lin Qi stood on the top of the mountain, quietly watching the **** battlefield. Lin Qi and the gods of the Odin Temple in the sky did not notice that under this huge battlefield, in a huge cave less than Li Xu from the ground, a strange altar had been arranged.

The huge altar is large in scale, and the diameter of the circular base alone exceeds thirty miles. The 36-story base is densely engraved with numerous reliefs of strange and strange creatures. These reliefs are like living things, creeping slowly.

The black-red mist constantly seeps out in the air, and the altar greedily swallows the black-red mist. The eyes of the reliefs of the strange creatures on the base of the altar are constantly shining, and there are faint strange life fluctuations from time to time. The flashing relief spreads.

Amrulu with the Beatles was standing in the middle of the altar without expression, surrounded by many puppet slaves. Crazy flames flickered in her eyes, and weird laughter of ‘Jie Jie’ from time to time. But even when she laughed, there was still no change in her expression.

"Not enough, not enough people who have died! How many people do you need to fill his appetite for this altar? Back then, I could sacrifice billions of badly wounded gods at once, and I still haven't completed this **** ritual."

Amlulu muttered in a low voice: "Trace the blood sacrifice, extract the power of the blood of hundreds of millions of races, purify the power of the origin, integrate the power of the origins of all races and inject it into my body, let me have this The purest and purest original power in the universe age."

"Even, from the blood of human beings, I can obtain the most powerful origin power in countless past universes! Once I succeed, I can become the most powerful origin life form in a certain universe era, and possess the true'God' the power of."

"Success must be successful! Must be successful!"

"Purple Robe, I will kill you! I will kill you slowly and gently!"

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