Lord of Pets

The door that breaks the boundary.

Above the sky, blood clouds shine.

Like a broken skylight, it casts a gloomy red color, leaving a lingering shadow.

On the ground, there were mountains of corpses and rivers of blood.

If you touch the floating corpse fragments with your hands, you can feel a little warmth.

The wind is as sharp as a knife and even more bone-piercing.

The rain was as cold as frost and even more silent.

Thunder rumbles like the roar of a god who wants to punish the evil in the world.

But they can only be reduced to foils in this battle of Ragnarok.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

For the 1217th time, the twelve-winged God of Lawful and Fallen Angels passed by each other, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, and glanced coldly at the twelve-winged God of Doomsday Evil Angels opposite.

The latter smiled indifferently, raising the corners of his mouth with a sense of superiority:

"What? Are you finally feeling tired?"

"Even if you swallow a quarter of my origin and inherit some disaster resistance, so what?"

"My ability to become the King of Evil Gods has never been based on opportunism!"

"So far, with the same strength of the laws, no creature has been able to threaten me with death. Even you are not qualified!"

"Really?" Garuda held the Evil-Slaying Halberd in his hand, his twelve fallen wings stretched outward, his cold and ruthless eyes looked from beginning to end:

"Then do you know why I risked my own life and resorted to self-harming tactics countless times to fight you in close combat?"

Garuda's ruthlessness is especially evident in the origin of natural disasters.

His lips opened again, his lips and teeth opened slightly, and a silver-white beam of light penetrated straight from his chest to the body of the twelve-winged evil angel god of doomsday.

"Order...life exchange!"

"I will exchange my tired, weak and seriously injured body for your healthy and long-lasting body!"

"Whoa!" In an instant, Garuda seemed to merge into the deepest part of the darkness.

No matter which direction the light is refracted, when it reaches him, it will be distorted and swallowed up.

In this mysterious vision, his flesh and blood became plump, and many injuries on his chest and back healed in the blink of an eye.

On the other side, a quarter of the natural disasters couldn't help but groan.

One second there was a hint of teasing and disdain in his eyes, and the next second it was once again filled with violence.

Visible to the naked eye, her vitality was declining rapidly, and it became extremely difficult to flap her wings and raise her arms, as if she had aged thousands of years.

"The God-King of our race has the power to reach the heavens! Sweeping the world! He is the only one at the top!"

The gods' angels were in high spirits, the holy angels were convulsing with excitement, and the fatigue from the long battle seemed to be weakened a bit.

And the stretching sea of ​​evil spirits froze.

Anyone who has grown to the realm of evil gods and possesses a certain level of spiritual intelligence will experience shuddering for the first time.

"That's Master Natural Disaster..."

"Even if it's a quarter, integrating the laws of an angel god as a carrier, one on one, you are often at a disadvantage?"

The belief in the evil god is constantly wavering.

The Eye of the Giant Wood let out a sigh and abandoned the interference from the outside world. Only the Hundred-Armed Giant God was reflected in its blood-stained eyeballs.

"Today, I can die, but you can't live either!"

The hundred-armed giant roared. He had one hundred arms and fifty heads. At this point in the battle, his body was covered in flesh and blood.

On the other side, Mirenda, the god of twelve-winged war and proud angels, has long been unable to focus all his attention on the evil master who cherishes his life.

In front of the Gate of Severed Realm, in just a few days, countless more sub-top evil gods appeared!

There is even one that looks like a carriage.

The metal wheels were covered with spikes, and the left and right wings were equipped with leading cannons, and white hot steam was constantly coming out from the upper edges.

With just a single collision, she could break a hole through the broken boundary door.

Any earthquake that shakes the ground can make no difference between the enemy and ourselves, blasting both sides fighting to the death within the range into pieces.

The top evil spirit - steam chariot!

The Taichu Evil Spirit Tribe is still receiving reinforcements!

In order to stop this violent guy, Mirenda has burned the blood of angels and sacrificed everything to fight back! Fight back! Fight back!

But before, he was tired of dealing with several top-level evil gods and had to guard against sub-top sneak attacks.

As the battle timeline prolongs and the injuries worsen, one's own strength is ultimately limited and there is no way to take care of the whole situation.

"Isn't it? How did the world-breaking gate become like this? Whose hive is this? Why are there so many holes?!"

On the horizon in the distance, a fat, round jar, as tall as three people, stared at its three eyes in disbelief.

"I just took a nap, why did the sky change when I woke up?"

"Hey, it's all that brat's fault. If he hadn't gutted me all at once, how could I, a top ten model worker, be so drowsy at such a critical time..."

"Eh, eh? Tiandao is so seriously injured that he doesn't care about me anymore?"

"They say a child without a mother is like a piece of grass. If I rushed out rashly, wouldn't I be beaten into a sieve by the evil god?"

The miraculous creature Jarling flew up swayingly, trying to raise its feet to peek at the battle situation outside the hole.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she stuck her head out, a metal monster that was as fierce as a wolf and as violent as a bull was spinning on four wheels and was about to hit her in the face.

"boom!

"

At the critical moment, Miranda swept with her wings and thrust her spear into the ground, forcing the steam chariot back.

His face was covered with blood, and he just glanced at the jar of spirits indifferently. Before he could say a word, he started fighting with the steam chariot again.

"The situation is not good, very bad!"

The jar of spirit seeds was chilly, and without a lid to cover it, she always felt like her soul was getting cold.

"Such a huge formation completely exceeded my expectations..."

"But there is nothing we can do about it. A drop in the bucket is also a strength. In the name of Jar Spirit Son, I will share the gift of miracles!"

"Hulala~~~"

The divine light rose, and the green beam turned into a small mountain, rushing towards the warriors of the extraordinary camp.

While galloping, one hazy light group after another accurately fell on the head of the extraordinary creature.

They just need to reach out and grab it, or open their mouths to swallow it, and they can 100% own it.

"This is?" The six-winged guardian angel Aspod looked at the thing in his hand in surprise.

It turned out to be a holy medicine, with pure light attributes, which fit perfectly with his guardian law.

When it comes to life or death, don't hesitate.

Asbode swallowed it in one gulp, and the dried holy blood was filled again, and he soon had the strength to fight again.

"Most of the treasures we have accumulated over tens of thousands of years are only suitable for the Supreme and below."

"Ancestor, please don't look at me. We are just soldiers. Come on, do your best! Fuck the evil god!"

The jar of spirits sprayed wildly. After all the contents in his stomach were sprayed out, he fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

"It's better now. The source has been hollowed out, and the treasure has also been hollowed out."

"I've done everything I can do. Now, can I just leave it to fate..."