Famas looked at the man with a determined face, clenched his fists, and then unclenched them.
Hu Tao also had a troubled look on his face and hesitated to speak.
In the end, it was the boy in red who shook his head first and rejected it.
"This is the place where life and death meet in Liyue."
"Vikas Arjuna...you are dead...the war of resistance has ended for thousands of years."
Famas casually called out the man's name, slowly stepped forward, and waved reluctantly in front of the stunned figure.
In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and the rich firelight dyed the gray sea of clouds red. The surrounding scenery disappeared, replaced by soldiers riding war horses and a huge number of ruins guards.
The buzzing sound of the core of chaos intertwined with the shouts of killing, the flaming red king's flag flew, and a shield flew to Hutao's feet, startling the girl.
"Famas! Where is this?"
"Vikas's last battleground."
The boy in red ignored the remains of the cultivator flying towards him and allowed it to pass through his body.
"It's just an illusion. One of the powers of the God of War is to view the battles that took place on a certain land."
After explaining the reason for the scene change to the girl, Hu Tao's pupils dilated rapidly, as if thinking of some possibility, she stared motionlessly at the thin boy.
The spirit body called Vikas just stared blankly at a certain boy on the battlefield without saying a word.
The three of them were in the center of the battlefield. In addition to a large number of cultivators and Munata cavalry, there were also the Liyue Qianyan Regiment that had the advantage of the terrain, as well as monsters with a strong abyss aura that were waiting for an opportunity to move.
Munata soldiers with the support of cultivators launched a charge. The relatively weak Liyue Qianyan Regiment could only rely on the terrain of Tianheng Mountain to launch attacks. The Eye of God holders mixed among the Liyue soldiers also began to attack. Take action.
They either relied on magic or jumped directly into the center of the battlefield with swords, and orderly applied the elemental power of ice and water to the armor of the cultivator, causing its movements to become stiff and gradually freeze.
Then the Liyue soldiers swarmed forward and thrust the Qianyan spears in their hands into the core of the cultivator.
Black smoke rose and electric sparks flickered. The hit cultivator did not stop immediately. Instead, it followed the set procedure and knocked away the Qianyan Army soldier closest to it. Then it sat down heavily and was completely scrapped.
A young man carrying King Munata's flag leaped in and charged into the military formation formed by the Qianyan Regiment.
It was Vikas who had been promoted to the leader due to his military exploits a few days ago.
With a bang, a huge ball of yellow sand exploded in the phalanx of cultivators, followed by dust that almost filled the entire battlefield.
Flying sand entered the unprotected joints of the cultivators, slowing the advance of these war machines.
Only the power of God can control the situation on the battlefield in this way.
Vikas compared the map in his hand and found that something was not normal.
In countless battle records, the Demon God either fought bloody battles on the battlefield, or commanded the battle from the rear of the military formation. There were almost no cases like this in the middle of the battlefield.
But this is an opportunity, an opportunity to assassinate a god.
"All cultivators, cover me and carry out the beheading plan!"
Vikas gritted his teeth, touched the red-gleaming God's Eye on his waist, then turned to look at the monsters watching eagerly next to the main battlefield, and issued an almost life-or-death order.
After the order was issued, all the cultivators abandoned their formations to cover his beheading plan and charged regardless of losses. The sound of the Chaos Core operating at full strength almost drowned out the cries of killing in the battlefield.
Vikas jumped up from behind the mound lightly, swinging out of the way of the Qianyan Regiment soldiers. The exclusive propeller behind him gave him enough speed to rush towards the middle of the enemy's phalanx.
Relying on the high maneuverability of the propeller, Vikas, who was carrying the battle flag, narrowly avoided the gunfire and flying bullets of the Qianyan Group, until he finally reached a figure with blue hair and two huge antlers on his head. Immortal Liyue stood in front of him.
Without any communication, the young man rushed forward, and with the force of the battle flag popping up, he hit the high whip leg with all his strength, but the seemingly fragile Immortal Liyue easily caught it with his front hooves.
"Immortal Liyue, how can you mortals provoke him?"
The fairy deer with a yellow belly and green tail spoke with indescribable majesty.
It was a sunny day at this moment, and the wind and clouds above Vikas suddenly changed from clear skies to overcast clouds, accompanied by deafening thunder and thunderbolts falling.
This thunderbolt was an attack that could break even the boulders of Guyun Pavilion, but it was blocked by Vikas in embarrassment.
Instead of using elemental power to directly fight Thunder, he used the elemental power of fire and the battle flag in his hand to guide Thunder to the sea next to him.
It has to be said that when it comes to the use of elemental power, mortals are indeed superior.
The power of the immortals is endless, and it is difficult to find an opponent in the world. However, ordinary people have limited elemental power and have to think about how to use the smallest elemental power to cause the greatest damage.
The immortal with antlers on his head raised his front hooves in surprise, gathered his immortal power into a shape as sharp as an arrow, and shot towards Vikas.
Through the elemental power and the conductivity of the battle flag, large-scale lightning strikes can be directed. However, faced with such concentrated attacks, the young man was powerless and could only dodge in embarrassment, using the huge battle flag to push away the glass from time to time. The tip of Moon Soldier's spear and the left side of his face were also scratched with a terrible scar by Liu Ya.
"The immortal with three eyes and five manifestations..."
Before joining the battlefield, the boy had received information that in addition to the extremely powerful Rock King Morax, Liyue also had a group of immortals and yakshas.
And the person who just stopped him should be the legendary Yixiao Dao Tianjun.
After blocking Vikas's sudden advance, Yixiao Director Tian Tianjun just glanced at the tiny figure at his feet, and then got into the entanglement with the cultivator, completely ignoring the battle that had just occurred.
In the eyes of immortals, short-lived mortals have no need to be remembered.
"Damn..."
Black clouds billowed in the sky, and the black gunpowder smoke on the battlefield gave off an unpleasant smell of decay. Houses within a ten-mile radius were burned to the ground, and the remaining fields were trampled by iron hooves. Countless corpses lay scattered across the field.
The abyss monsters waiting for an opportunity finally joined the battle, and in an instant, the battlefield became more chaotic. While Vikas cut off the heads of countless monsters, he fought with a green-clothed Yaksha wearing an evil ghost mask, and he was also constantly searching for the god who released the dust in the sea of people.
"Jing Yao Nuo Dance!"
Yasha turned into a hail of gunfire and moved in front of Vikas instantly, with the sharp gunpoint heading straight for his neck.
The young man had no choice but to dodge backwards and thus escaped death.
Angry, he gathered his mind, activated his elemental power, ignited the battle flag in his hand with burning fire, and then slashed at Tsing Yi Yaksha.
Unexpectedly, the Yaksha turned his gun, and the gun blade knocked away the flag that Vikas was slashing at him. The next second, the gun handle hit Vikas heavily in the abdomen. The force was so strong that the boy instantly Spit out a mouthful of blood.
After a few rounds, Yasha had the upper hand. According to the last instruction received by the cultivator, a large number of tracking artillery fire began to focus in the direction of Vikas. Even a creature like Yasha did not dare to take a hard hit, and his figure kept flickering.
After the intensive artillery fire, the cultivator was jammed for a long time. Yasha seized the opportunity, abandoned the injured Vikas, and began to attack the core of the cultivator.
Vikas was seriously injured at this time, using the battle flag to support his body and trying not to fall.
His eyes suddenly fell behind Qianyan Tuan who was blown away by the artillery fire.
Under the heavy protection of Qianyan Group, a girl in red floated in the air. The fishy wind passed around her and puffed up her wide sleeves.
In front of the girl is a stone lock that is constantly changing, and a large amount of dust escapes from the lock.
This is the demon Vikas has been looking for.
At this time, Tsing Yi Yaksha and Yixiao Guide Tianzhenjun were still clearing out the cultivators that were one against a hundred, and could not take care of the girl. This was a perfect opportunity.
Madness arose from Vikas's heart. He charged at the girl desperately, but was knocked away by the wide-sleeved girl who reacted.
The gap between humans and gods is still too great.
Vikas flew backwards, squinting his eyes and lamenting in his heart, but suddenly ran into a solid embrace. After a brief dizziness, someone stuffed a round object into his left hand.
"use this."
The gender-neutral voice could not tell the difference between men and women, and it spoke the little-known Abyssal language.
When Vikas recovered and turned to look behind him, there were only mechanical remains and dark green engine oil behind him.
In his hand is something similar to the Eye of God, filled with the aura of the abyss of corruption.
There were only the last few dozen cultivators left on the battlefield, and almost all of Munata's cavalry were killed. Faced with the attacking tens of thousands of people and countless monsters, no matter how they commanded them, it was in vain.
The default program for the cultivator is Guardian Commander.
In other words, Vikas should be the last warrior to die.
Holding the Eye of God filled with the abyss in his hand, the young Vikas began to use the corrupted power in it. His skin began to loosen, his wounds scabbed, and his hair turned white, but his momentum became stronger and stronger.
The boy soon became as old as a middle-aged man.
Wrapped in the thick black mist, Vikas waved the war flag horizontally and rushed towards the girl protected by Qianyan Group with an indomitable momentum. At the same time, he ordered the tiller to detonate the core of chaos at the foot of Tianheng Mountain, hoping to cause Tianheng Mountain to collapse. , bury all enemies.
The girl with wide sleeves noticed the black figure who was charging with all her strength. She waved her hand subconsciously and threw a cloud of dust, but it was broken by the person with a stick.
After reacting, Liyue Immortal and Yaksha immediately rushed towards the girl, trying to stop Vikas' attack, but they heard the rumble of the mountains collapsing in their ears.
Tianheng Mountain, which acted as a barrier, began to collapse in the direction of Guiliyuan. Tianzhenjun, the Yixiao guide who had just fought with Vikas, raised his head and cried softly. He broke the huge forked antlers on his head and used his magic to support the toppled mountain. Tianheng Mountain.
But they also missed their last chance to save the girl.
The sharp tip of the battle flag pierced the girl's chest, and the erosion of the abyss began almost immediately.
When the girl finally fell to the ground, her eyes were covered in blood and her hands were weak.
The sun had set halfway, and the clouds were still embedded with golden edges. The diluted slanting light, thin and translucent, all fell into the eyes of the girl with wide sleeves. She smiled self-deprecatingly, waved her hand and held Shisuo in her arms, and accepted it peacefully. own destiny.
The defeated Vikas fell to his knees, his body being turned into powder by the vision of heaven and earth after the death of the devil.
"Finally! Move the sky!"
The skylight and roar dissipated in the air, and the true face of the god was revealed amidst the wails of the defeated. Morax, dressed in a rock-white robe, arrived belatedly, with his long braid flowing from behind his hood. He was panicked and calm as never before. His sad expression was hidden under the brim of his hat.
But the only thing that responded to him was the slowly rising sun and the battlefield covered with glazed lilies.
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