The head of the Sky Dragon crashed straight into the middle of the theater city. Its majestic mountain-like body slowly adjusted its angle with the help of its wings, allowing the city to retreat smoothly after the collision and return to an angle parallel to the ground. Starting from the south side of the Sky Dragon's impact, the traces of destruction spread like a crescent, and the surviving silk buildings were crowded to the north by thrust bees. The ruins of those castles, courtyards and high-rise buildings were stacked high in the north under Situ Yi's emergency rescue, like endless stacked building block houses in the hands of children, and looked like the crooked and prohibited buildings in the eastern part of the kingdom in the last century.
Situ Yi stood up supporting the building, the strong wind blowing his robe. He was seriously injured, suffered setbacks one after another, and there was no real helper around him, but there was no trace of anger or urgency on his face, like a pale mask. The figure did not appear sad but showed a sense of sadness, like a sinister ghost roaring in the wind.
He pulled up the thread with an expressionless expression: "The dragon of joy and sorrow usurps the sky."
Situ Yi's next move has been prepared, it is the joy and sorrow dragon flying outside the theater city!
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Servais wrapped her windbreaker collar tightly and breathed out hot breath filled with white mist. The extremely fast flight brought a heavy load to her body, and the extremely cold altitude made her miss the temperature of the Fire Wind State. She pulled the trigger and fired a silver bullet. Midway through the shot, the bullet exploded and turned into a shower of fine sparks that lit up the night sky. The gray-white magic dragon of joy and sorrow swam in the firelight, not making any resistance, but roaring and rushing towards the distant sky city.
Servais cursed harshly and flew after the dragon's tail. She began to miss the emergency body made by superpowers. If the angel body was still intact, she could catch up with the dragon with just a wave of her wings.
The soul can only exert its power when it is accommodated by the body. The aura without body is just a "god" like a castle in the sky. In imperial terms, she is now a wild god. She has to have a lifetime of training to be able to achieve a world-class basic output. Situ Yi obviously saw through her true nature, so he just urged the dragon to fly faster to destroy the Sky City for him. Those sparks burned ugly dark marks on the body surface of the Demonic Dragon of Joy and Sorrow. She looked at the back that she couldn't catch up with and sighed.
"There is no other way... I have to sacrifice my life for the country again after all!"
The mouth of the Dragon of Joy and Sorrow grew like a snake, and scorching pale flames spurted out as it groaned. The sound was so majestic that it seemed to burn the sky. Servais raised the gun with both hands and aimed at Bai Yan. She had to risk her life if conventional means could not be used. She wanted to shoot herself as a bullet and die with the power of her old rival.
But she failed to pull the trigger, and a snowflake fell on the end of the dragon flame, and the pale flame immediately turned into pure white ice and snow. The dragon's flames were instantly reshaped into crude ice spears, and followed by the indifferent chants, they counterattacked towards the Magic Dragon of Joy and Sorrow.
"——The far north is frozen."
The Magic Dragon of Sorrow and Joy urgently changed its moves, causing thunder to scatter the frozen icicles. The figure of the interceptor emerged from the scattered ice dust. The man was wearing red gold armor and holding a bright silver battle axe. He was Gaius Optimis, the President of the United States who had restored his fighting power!
"A boy from the Ultimus family?" Servais was overjoyed, "You still have the strength to fight?!"
Gaius repeatedly clenched his fists, his eyes indescribably complicated. The miracle of retrospection is not enough to completely restore the warriors of the complete realm and the powerful world-creating magicians, but it has an excellent effect on powerful people like him and Gongsun Ce who have no power.
"The miraculous light of the Seventh Knight...she actually restored most of my power. What on earth are you thinking?"
"Thinking about collaboration."
The secret silver spear light struck at this moment, and the bombardment of the Sin-Judging Spear blocked the thunder and lightning caused by the demonic dragon. Will finally arrived on the battlefield at this time, and the impact of the Sky City instantly shook the power of the theater city, allowing him to escape and come to help. The agent's performance remained calm: "The national crisis is imminent, and your trial will be left until after the war. Now is the time to work together."
"Alas, boy, your judgment just now was not very sharp. If you perform well, your sentence will be reduced!" Servais laughed. She drew out her hand ax and faced the roaring dragon with Will, leaving her back to the expressionless Gaius. The president once again lamented that the church leaders were really helping unreasonable bastards. They didn't even bother to say polite words like acquittal and just shamelessly asked for help.
Perhaps it was because of these heartless bastards that they were able to unify the Hokuriku, but Ultimis failed repeatedly.
"Okay, cooperate. Klein, you come and cut off the thread of Wuxiang!"
Gaius was simply not heartless. After all, whoever wins is better than the Formless God. He gathered his strength and rushed towards the Demonic Dragon Battlefield. Where he couldn't see, there were countless threads hanging from the sky, trying to forcibly transform the three people in the theater into puppets in the drama. Those threads were all broken as soon as they appeared, and a bright sword light spread from the theater city. The arc of the sword did not contain any murderous intent, like the blue crescent moon in the polar midnight.
The sword holder stood among the many alien corpses and casually shook off the blood on the sword. He found a small bottle of soju in the ruins of a store, unscrewed the cap and took a sip, regardless of whether it was genuine or not. After drinking, the man cursed: "Damn it, I am the president of the United States, and I have to do the physical work of chopping puppets and strings!"
"You are now the former president of Hezhong." Qin Qianbai said, "If you have time to drink, speed up. There are a lot of threads and you need to cut them off quickly."
Qin Qianbai stood on the steeple of a church. The ice-blue sword light formed a perfect circle and cut into pieces all kinds of ghosts and monsters that attacked the theater city. Rei Shigure was tapping her watch dissatisfiedly behind her, while Klein threw the finished wine bottle away and laughed.
"We have managed 2.2 billion people for eight years, and we still worry about cutting off 2.2 billion lines?"
The three of them left together under the acceleration of Dream Country. The light of swords and shadows spread from the Bright Light State to the entire North Continent. They had just finished cutting off the forces that invaded a state, and they wanted to use the swords in their hands to cut off all the lines that controlled the civilians.
They left at just the right time. The next moment the three of them disappeared, giant feet covered in white armor descended from the sky and ravaged the entire street into pieces. It was the machine god that was knocked back by a heavy blow. It thrust its sword into the ground of the theater, leaving a fierce slash as it decelerated. The machine god raised his head after stabilizing his balance. The bulky body of the chaos director had appeared in the distance. It raised a robot hand the size of a city center and struck at the two of them.
"Orianna, wasn't that sword strike a little too light just now?" Mo Yuankai in the cockpit gasped, "How come it had no effect at all..."
Three seconds ago, Chongguang had just made a sure-to-win slash. This slash brought together Orianna's swordsmanship and Mo Yuankai's full power. The two of them were confident that this attack would definitely have a miraculous effect. But in fact, the Chaos Director's wrist was unscathed, and the damage from the Miracle Heavy Light Sword didn't seem to be as great as Mo Yuankai's initial punch.
Knight Orianna blushed. She had just finished boasting about her improvement in swordsmanship over the past three years. The female knight shouted angrily: "Change to long-range attack methods!"
"Okay!" Mo Yuankai suddenly became energetic. Together, the two pilots transported the power to the head of the machine god, and the miraculous eyes shone brightly, and the rays that gathered the power of creation and dragon power turned into golden spirals and shot out.
"Miracle heavy light ray!"
"It's so long?! Let's use the original move name!"
The brand new heavy light ray instantly spanned most of the theater city and hit directly at the veiled head of the Chaos Director God. This attack was far better than the ray that was on par with Skeleton King Morton four years ago. Mo Yuankai was 100% confident that it would be the machine god's new trump card. However, the golden spiral disappeared as soon as it came into contact with the Chaos Director's veil, and the ray attack of the heavy light disappeared. A strange scene appeared as if the mouth under the veil had swallowed it up.
"...Mo, is this your confident all-round renovation?" Orianna said, "I suddenly remembered that you haven't been on the battlefield for four years..."
Mo Yuankai had a cold sweat on his face: "I admit that there may have been a slight error in aiming just now, but this is definitely not a problem of equipment refurbishment. By the way, did you see that thing sucking air? It seems to be preparing to send out waves -!"
The Machine God spread its wings and leapt into the sky. Almost immediately after, the Chaos Director spewed out a blast of gray energy like a storm from his mouth. The diameter of the energy pillar was even close to a hundred meters. The Chaos Director raised his head in order to track the enemy. The energy pillar immediately swept through the clouds and shot straight into space!
The two people in the cockpit swallowed their mouths as they looked at the slowly shrinking ray. They took the same action at the same time: "Ace/Knight Alandia, request analysis support!"
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"Brother, do you think I can understand that thing?!" Gongsun Ce almost went crazy, "It slapped Yan Qi's Heshen Order to pieces not long ago, and it can eat me even before it is officially completed. I can’t see anything about the Tribulation Flame except that it has the ability to absorb so much power!”
"What the hell, has such an outrageous thing been knocked over by me before?" Mo Yuankai was shocked.
"I thought you were born with great power!" Gongsun Ce turned around to avoid the attack of a broadsword, and cut off half of a monster's body with his backhand sword. "Alandia, do you have any ideas?"
"Perhaps this has something to do with Mo Yuankai's 'personality'..." Dawn Knight thought for a moment and took out the cross weapon for communication, "Miss Qiluo, please use the back-up plan left by Tianji."
Qiluo, who was far behind, was stunned after hearing this. She hurriedly took out the scroll that Yan Qi left before the war, spread it out and found that there was no specific image in the picture, only many symbols densely written on it. She placed her palm on the scroll by feeling, and was surprised when she realized the essence of the painting.
"Is this a communication device?...Ah! Am I here to transfer?"
Qiluo activated her information ability, and the voice of a man in the scroll came out slowly, reaching the ears of the members on the battlefield: "The mechanical puppet is based on half of Gray Morton's life. Situ Yi used Konghuajie's Power has created this sinister puppet. It is the so-called "mechanism" and "stage device", which is also the supreme god in this dramatic space.
Situ Yi emphasized the high status of the Morton royal family when refining, and attacks with lower status than Gray could not be effective against it. At the same time, due to the fusion of the concept of 'Creator', the offensive of 'artificial creation' and 'fictional image' All will be suppressed before it. Remember, the puppet is closely connected to the theater, and you cannot kill Situ Yi without killing it. "
"I really appreciate your thoughtful explanation, Master!" Gongsun Ce roared, "But you've said so much, can't you just say one more thing about how to fight?!"
"Both Mo Yuankai and you are capable of hurting Gray. If you can't use props, just use the most primitive attack methods." Dawn Knight concluded, "Use Heavy Light Fist."
"It feels really king to use the special move of returning to the original state." Gongsun Ce whistled, "Then we should... fight quickly!"
At this time, the Arena of Gratitude has turned into a bloody killing ground. Situ Yi himself disappeared after the impact in the Sky City. All the puppets and demons acting as the audience ran into the arena with roars and turned into obstacles to block the two parties. A wall of human flesh and blood. In these few seconds, Gongsun Ce had killed more than 300 enemies, but the sea of monsters had not been reduced at all.
The ghost figures wearing masks were so numerous that they could no longer be seen in the sky, which was as dark as gray clouds. The few seconds of delay were enough for Situ Yi to make arrangements. Three unprecedentedly powerful momentum erupted behind the sea of monsters. Countless monsters were absorbed and involved and turned into nourishment for the construction of new "characters". Some burly or strange figures took shape during the chanting, and a dark chuckle echoed in the theater.
"Sending my power, I obtained a human form, all forces gathered together, and the demonic form was transformed!"
Amid countless cries, laughter and thunderous applause, the actors with a brand-new look on the Three-Body Problem returned to the battlefield. The first beast is covered in pink, has bat wings, and muscles are knotted. It looks like a pig with a look of dementia on its face. It is the former demon of joy; the second monster looks like countless venomous snakes coiled into balls, with eyes in the eyes of the snakes. Shining with a green light of jealousy, it was undoubtedly the end of Jane Diera; the last tall and thin human figure was dressed in human skin, and the smell of blood was everywhere where it went. Both hands were rusty daggers, so it was natural to kill. Cain's posture after his transformation.
The actors were already strong men with great power, and after the demonic transformation, they exuded overwhelming evil aura, but there was no trace of nervousness on Gongsun Ce's face. There was only disdain and pity in his eyes. He didn't seem to be looking at a monster, but he seemed to be looking at three people...three poor people.
"Actors, puppets, monsters...that's all your ability to use others, Situ Yi!"
Gongsun Ce held the sword with both hands and made a slashing stance on the spot. The raging Nirvana gathered behind him, rising rapidly as he shouted, forming a flaming human figure with six arms. Ashes covered the sides of the human figure like snow, and nirvana painted mysterious patterns around him. The power of the Immortal Mandala reappeared, and Gongsun Ce, who no longer worried about the consumption of power, swung his black sword and slashed out the cross star's destructive sword light.
"Destroying Star Soul·Falling Arc Light!"
The black and red cross star flash suddenly erupted, and the three-body puppet was swallowed up by the sword pressure at the same time. This was a slash powerful enough to defeat Gaius' most powerful strike, and no mere puppet could stop its power. All the enemies in the Arena of Gratitude were wiped out by this sword, and Arlandia jumped onto the shoulders of the Ashes humanoid.
"Ce, support Mo Yuankai, I'll find Situ Yi's identity." "Leave it to me!" Gongsun Ce took a deep breath and jumped into the sky with all his strength. He handed a ball of white matter to the Dawn Knight and took her with him. Let’s rush to the battlefield of the Machine God together.
The God of Machine and the Chaos Director were fighting in a swamp area, and Gongsun Ce fell directly onto the arm of the God of Machine. The Machine God was about to close the distance, but the Chaos Director and Drama God flashed his eyes and sent out an impact that shocked the soul. Gongsun Ce quickly called out the Seal of False Words to block it. In the cockpit, Mo Yuankai breathed a sigh of relief: "We cooperate well with each other, Ah Ce..."
"You're just kidding. I'm here as a professional assistant. How can I forget my old profession." Gongsun Ce said, "Brother, I know you are capable, but how did you manage to get your figure back to its original shape? This is the first time I have heard of this after ten years of knowing each other. Taking a heroic stance can help you lose weight…”
The two female knights chuckled when they heard this, and Mo Yuankai glared: "Damn it! The battle situation is so anxious and you still care about my weight?! At least it has been nearly three months since I lost weight, and my mentality has recovered. It's easy to ask Orianna for a favor. of!"
"My figure makes me think that you are really well prepared this time."
Mo Yuankai pressed his heart and said with a smile: "How could I not be prepared for the revenge battle? I have prepared your big killer weapon and am ready to receive it at any time!"
"Thank you so much. I will never forget this great kindness." The Chaos Director attacked again while he was speaking. Gongsun Ce possessed him and knocked on the platinum armor, "Brother, which way?"
"Let's attack its right hand together, and you will be the vanguard."
"good!"
Gongsun Ce ran along the arm of the God of Chaos at great speed. He crossed the energy pipes and passed the right fist that was accumulating power. He was one step ahead of the God of Machine to face the giant fist of the Chaos Director. The six-armed human figure in the Zizai Immortal Mandala continued to accumulate strength in the process. The moment Gongsun Ce shouted angrily, six giant tribulation flame fists were punched out at the same time.
The thoughts of the Wrath Seal and the Single Thought Seal burst out with the fists, and the huge body of the Chaos Director was shaken. Mo Yuankai took this opportunity to launch an offensive, and the spinning fists were blasted out with bright light to close the fight. way to unleash the most primitive power!
"Miraculous Heavy Light Fist!"
The horrifying moan sounded like the world was shattering. The Chaos Director was beaten so hard that he almost fell over. Cracks appeared on his nearly invincible skin. Golden light exploded out of the wound, as if a mini sun erupted in a giant object. Gongsun Ce's Duxiang Seal took advantage of the void and penetrated into the director's divine body, and Alandia threw away the previous white matter. In just a few seconds, the white matter has changed into a positioning weapon. Under its guidance, the iron chain of Duxiangyin quickly stretched and flew to the heights of the city.
With the help of the connection between the Chaos Theater God and Situ Yi Theater, the single thought seal that restrained the enemy was accurately positioned. The shuriken at the end of the iron lock was stabbing towards the top of the theater city of the gods, towards the man in white who appeared at an unknown time. !
Situ Yi's face was pale, with unwiped bloodshot eyes still on the corners of his mouth, and a hideous scar on his chest. Gongsun Ce saw the enemy's posture clearly, and he suddenly had a suspicion in his heart: "Ha! Even Lord Yinlu betrayed you, you damn deserve it, Situ Yi!"
Situ Yi held on to the chain tightly, with that mean and detached smile on his face.
"What's the point of talking about actors who have changed jobs? Let's look at the existing audience." Situ Yi looked down at the young man below, "It seems that our good audience is not satisfied with the old-fashioned devil and devil, and wants to see something new. repertoire...please rest assured that the theater is always happy to serve the audience!"
He clapped his hands with a sinister smile, and various scenes such as old streets, new cities, and dilapidated battlefields suddenly appeared in the theater city. The gray-white fog squeezed in like a wall, and the director's leisurely announcement sounded in the fog.
"The tragedy and comedy of the world, life on the wrong road!"
