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The scarlet magic spear turned into a ray of light that was hard to discern with the naked eye and pierced the ground. This was an attack deviated by almost 180 degrees, but it hit Malekith's chest at an incredible angle.

A wound visible to the naked eye appeared in his chest, running through his heart, but what flowed out of that wound was not blood, but a stream of black viscous liquid.

"Is it the magic gun that reverses cause and effect? ​​It's very good, but it's useless to me."

With a sneer, Malekith pulled out the magic sword forged from dragon bone and black steel at his waist, and instantly rushed towards Gareth and Finn like a shadow.

The melee skills he displayed are gorgeous and deadly, and every move and style is full of the gorgeous style of the elves.

But there is no doubt that his melee skills are no worse than his spellcasting ability. Under the gorgeous dance of swordsmanship, even the upgraded Gareth and Finn can only compete with it for a while.

Like a black wind, the magic sword fell on Gareth's Mithril armor again and again, attacking him four times in an instant, even though it didn't break the solid Mithril armor, it still made the dwarf behind the armor feel his internal organs trembling. .

"Compared with my arrogant and stupid kin, you two shorties are still good fighters."

Malekith commented gracefully and calmly, as if he was the emperor on the top of the throne in the Colosseum, evaluating the fighters in the arena that provided him with pleasure in fighting life and death from an entertainment perspective.

"Thank you very much, but from my point of view, you all have the same pointy ears!"

Finn unceremoniously pulled out the second ferocious magic gun behind his back, and the two magic guns handed over to each other, at the cost of temporarily sacrificing his thinking ability, so that his speed could keep up.

The elf warriors around King Rafael were entangled with the undead warriors who rushed forward. Perhaps these stiff corpses were far less skillful and powerful than the living ones, but their immortality was enough to give them a headache.

"Roar!!!!"

At this moment, the roar that shook the entire forest resounded through the sky. Rafal's expression froze for a moment, and then he immediately revealed an expression of ecstasy.

"Shulong, the tree dragon is here!"

The elves can be so proud of their hometown, not only because of themselves, but also because this forest has many "allies"

Appearing together with the smog was a group of dragons with scattered green scales. Seven green dragons rose high into the sky, flapping their membrane wings, like kings of the sky.

The elves living in Alfred Wangsen all know that their king once repelled the tree dragon a hundred years ago, but what they don't know is that King Rafael is still secretly raising the seven young dragons.

Although it is against the will of God Uranus to raise these creatures mixed with the blood of dungeon monsters, when did their elves follow the will of God?

Because it is a giant dragon mixed with the characteristics of dungeon monsters, these dragons do not have the long growth cycle of native species.

A hundred years is enough for them to grow into a strong enough fighting force! Each one has the power of top LV6 or even LV7!

The tree dragon sprayed flames, rubbed its sharp claws, and the breath of the dragon easily turned the undead warriors awakened by Malekith into ashes.

"Dragon, beautiful creature."

Malekith gracefully and calmly turned into a cloud of black mist and escaped from Finn's battlefield. Looking at the giant dragon flying down from the sky, he said in an opera-like tone of an ancient elf.

"Your claws are like spears, your teeth are like steel swords, and your scales are like a fortified city!"

"Do you think you can avoid your fate of being burned to ashes by saying some flattering words?"

King Rafal gritted his teeth and sneered.

"We used to raise giant dragons. The dragon princes of Caledor blew their horns. The Sun Dragon, Silver Moon Dragon, and Shining Star Dragon that flew out of the dormant volcano once covered the sky and repelled Countless nightmares of chaos."

Malekith slowly raised the black magic sword, and swooped down towards the sky. The giant dragon brewing flames had endless hatred in its smile.

"Now all is a thing of the past, and you will all succumb under the shadow of death!"

"Roar!!!"

One was more terrifying than the sum of these tree dragons, and the roar of the dragon that shook the entire Alfred Wangsen resounded through the sky.

The terrifying dragon's power made the tree dragon as a lower individual tremble and almost fell from the sky, and the next moment, what flew up from the endless sea of ​​trees was a pitch-black giant dragon.

It is lingering in the terrifying black mist, the power of the huge wind of death and the wind of shadow entangles her, covering the body as if shaped by darkness, but you can still glimpse the ashes hidden behind the thick black mist Bones and mutilated carrion.

"It's the one-eyed black dragon—no, it's not it!"

Finn's eyes widened and he stared at the black dragon in the sky. It was definitely not one of the three major challenges. It was not that weak. Moreover, the black dragon, one of the three major challenges, was undoubtedly a living creature rather than a human being. Necromancer'!

But even so, this black dragon who seemed to wake up from the tomb is definitely not a good object!

The tree dragon hovering in the sky wanted to get away from this nightmare in horror, but the undead dragon made of black mist breathed out its dragon breath amidst the elongated and cunning laughter like a night owl.

It wasn't a flame, but a dazzling black ray, which even took away the brilliance of the scorching sun in an instant, and scattered black particles brilliantly.

The next moment, four of the seven tree dragons died instantly under the division of the rays, and another one had its wings cut off and fell into the forest. Only one at the farthest end escaped desperately.

The pitch-black rays streaked across the earth, like a blade descended by God to cut the world. After the gorgeous brilliance, there was a series of bursting brilliance!

Countless black mist particles dissipated at the moment of the explosion, and the thick black mist spread in this forest of Alf, bringing a plague called death.

Elves, animals, trees, and all life that came into contact with the black mist died out with extremely miserable screams.

And what caused all of this, the dark behemoth roared in the sky, showing off its might, like a natural disaster.

"Have you ever been to Dragon Valley? There are many dragon corpses buried there. And she, Seraphim, was once my pet." Malekith looked at the pale and desperate Rafal, and sneered Jumped on the back of the black dragon

"Are you unwilling? Do you think you have a lot of hole cards that you haven't had time to reveal? For example, those sleeping treants, or the secret weapon in your stone palace?"

Malekith put on the painful mask, then suddenly raised his hand, and a sharp black arrow flew towards Rafal's chest.

Riveria tried her best to block the attack with her magic, but the sharp arrow pierced through her weak heavenly wind magic and sank into Rafal's left chest.

"Father!!!" Riveria let out a miserable cry, and rushed over to hug the fallen Rafal

"Tell your masters, tell them that the ancient history is about to return. I will take back my glory! And you, just wait to be trampled by that mad god!"

Malekith laughed wildly and drove the black dragon away, leaving only a burning forest and a dead pure land.

Under this sky, no one can escape the war!

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Chapter 67. God of War Alliance

Scarlet smoke permeated the entire sky, covering the sky and the sun, with nowhere to hide.

The smell is no different from blood, the smell of burning rust mixed with the soaring and pungent smell of the impregnated magic essence spreads all over the city, but compared to the blood mist that covers the sky, all of these are insignificant .

Looking around, the most you can see in this city are the ubiquitous factories and chimneys. These towering factories are working overtime day and night, using molten fire, magic stones, steel, and souls to forge bloody sharp knives and wailing knives. Armor, forge Rakia's war machine!

The whole city is in the shape of a cross, orderly and at the same time cold and crazy. The result of excessive extraction of magic essence is that the surrounding natural environment is completely destroyed.

At first glance, there are hardly any ecological and natural colors, only the seemingly endless scarlet at first glance, and the pungent bloody smell, even the outside of the city is a withered wasteland, and only the sad voice of the lone wolf echoes. whine.

Rather than saying that this is a city inhabited by people, it is more like the capital of an evil god...

The existence that created all of this stood at the highest point of the scarlet city, on the high platform of the Palace of Disputes made of brass, watching all of this calmly.

He is very silent, or he is very silent most of the time, even if you stand at the nearest place to him, you may only hear the sound of steam and breathing from under the steel shell.

Arrogance is very satisfied with everything he has personally shaped.

Under his control, the entire Lagia has been completely reduced to a country of lunatics-that is not fascism, nor is it militarism that can describe even a little madness.

The entire country is permeated with a crazy and warlike atmosphere from top to bottom. The abnormal desire for war, plundering wealth, and winning glory makes them suffer from hunger and thirst without war all the time.

All of this was done by arrogance, or in other words, it was created by him, Ares, Kali, and Weleslana, the gods of war.

A veritable country at war.

Not for profit, not for glory, the purpose of everything is just for war, just for endless war...

All this is obviously impossible to do through normal means.

In fact, this is the result of very bad brainwashing.

It happened to be twelve o'clock, and there was a burst of strangely paced singing from above the entire scarlet city.

This song is not very pleasant, and it even reveals a specially adjusted harsh sound effect from various aspects, and on that square, thousands of captured captives showed painful expressions under the harsh music .

They rolled their eyes and fell asleep, but woke up after a while. The soldiers beside them untied the ropes that bound them, and these captives all showed endless bloodthirsty expressions.

Yes, what is hidden in this 'song' is the sound that connects the human brain and connects the spirit to the STEM device.

It's just that because of the particularity of the "host", these people who are drawn into the conscious world will not fall asleep, but will return to reality after a moment of trance.

But in the spiritual world, their thinking and three views will be reshaped, and they will spend enough time in the world in their minds that their three views will be completely subverted.

"I hate routine work like this."

Waking up from the sofa in the palace, Kali complained and threw the hairpin-like ring in her hand on the sofa, murmuring

Yes, the 'hosts' that undertake these redundant thoughts are these gods.

These are scattered all over the world, unwilling to accept the rules of Orario, and eager for war and destruction!

"I said, you should also choose your own main god~~~I will love you very much~~"

The goddess in the shape of a little girl shook her arrogant hands while coquettishly shaking them, but all she got was an arrogant and cold gaze.

Well, no matter when he looks at people, his appearance will not change.

Probably the longer the contact time, the more he looked down on these gods.

It's not about analyzing a long speech from their behavior or other aspects, it's just a question of not being in awe of tool people.

This group of gods are excellent tool people in various aspects, but what Mufeng and Arrogant always value most is their capacity as 'hosts'.

As I have said before, it would be a disaster if large-scale intellectual life is to be stuffed into the world built by STEM devices. With such rationality, such thinking, and the existence of this ability, most of them are not something that Mu Feng can head-on.

But the gods in this world are such exceptions, so they are the best tool people.

Although the lower realm was sealed with divine power and suppressed from the level of life to the ordinary level, there are still some things that cannot be weakened.

Just like the souls of the gods and the 'capacity' of their thinking, this kind of thing cannot be weakened or deleted in any way, but can only be suppressed.

These god-like souls are huge and shining, and their thinking capacity is far greater than that of Mu Feng. Because of this, the thinking world of each of them is large enough to build a host that can accommodate a huge number of intellectual souls.

Take the god Kali in front of her as an example. Her thinking space is so large that she can build a fusion world with an upper limit of no more than 70 million ordinary people's thoughts, and this is based on her control of everything.

And there is no need to talk about what kind of encounters these souls will encounter when they enter the world of God of War.

It can be said that Ragia is developing so fast today, and the biggest reliance is to rely on this bad brainwashing method to ensure the absolute loyalty of the people.

And their inherently tenacious souls and thinking are able to deploy and maintain the thinking world in the brain more precisely than computer programs.

The giant thinking online game that Mu Feng originally built in his mind, based on the connection of multiple brains with 'servers', has been more than half realized.

"You have a soul that loves you all over the world, and the Valkyrie troops are all your most loyal believers."

Arrogantly moving away Carly's little hand, she said rather indifferently

"Your Majesty wants to get my allegiance, and it's not because you love me or anything, it's just to make me a medal that you hang on your chest."

"Hmph, boring kid." Carly let go of her hand and snorted proudly

It's quite simple to make this group of fun-loving gods willing to be a humanoid server, and they don't even need to take the initiative to join them.

After all, after playing too many realistic games, it is also a great pleasure to occasionally replay the image of being omnipotent, and even further experience omnipotence.

"By the way, when are you going to attack Olalie? If you delay the world, I'll kill you!" Carly said fiercely.

"Be patient, Your Majesty Carly." said arrogantly and indifferently

"Ragia's current territory has expanded to a certain limit, and almost all the countries that can be conquered by us on the entire continent have been included in our palms."

"Going west, we only have one Ragia left. Going east, passing through the Kaios desert is the millennium empire, the sea of ​​trees and the valley of dragons are all in the palm of our hands, or we can go to the new world open up?"

"Anyway, just hit it." Carly had a bloodthirsty smile on her face.

"You promised us that it would bring endless war, so we are willing to help you. What I want is war, all I want is war."

He looked at Carly arrogantly and calmly for a moment, but it was reasonable. After accepting the 'help' from the God of War, he naturally had to make such preparations.

At this moment, a red figure rushed in quickly, and the handsome blond God of War hurriedly came to Mu Feng and asked loudly

"Why should the battle to capture the Elven King's Court be handed over to others?"

Ares was very unhappy. Although he saw the fireworks of the war and enjoyed the sacrifices of war offered to him by the family, the war was not as he expected.

Once you have what you wanted before, you will desire more. Even God O cannot avoid such 'characteristics'.

He envisioned that the war to capture the Elven King's Court should be steel and fire. Brave and fearless warriors would enter the peaceful country and kill one arrogant pointed ear after another under the burning forest.

"Because this is a necessary experiment." Said arrogantly and indifferently

"Besides, although it's wrong in name, Malekith should be crowned your subordinate in essence. His current position and attitude are just a 'package'."