Ivan's ax alternated between extreme cold and heat, and the monsters in front of him were completely destroyed by him.
Then, he flew directly towards Wei Wei's burning body. Xinhuo is really smart. It can't burn them, but it can burn this monster. To do real damage to the power of the Black Death.
The power of civilization is actually very strong, but the power of civilization is always somewhat scattered, making it inconvenient to compete with these top-notch servants of the devil.
Xinhuo can help gather this power, giving civilization the ability to compete with the demon's servants.
It's just that it's a bit difficult to deal with the Black Death with firewood alone.
The strength of the Black Death fluctuates from time to time and is ever-changing. But Wu Hui knew that the overall strength of this opponent was definitely declining. Not by guessing, but by scanning with his glasses.
Xinhuo, as his main means of attack, has caused effective damage to the Black Death several times.
Death and darkness intertwined, spinning, moving forward. The Black Death's attack destroyed the ancestor who was targeted by it. Perhaps because he was prepared for the Black Death this time, he was not too seriously injured by the attack before his death.
However, the Black Death still became much weaker. This kind of behavior of catching a person and raiding is actually a bit of a loss. Others can always take advantage of this event to do their best and cause a lot of damage.
The Black Death still didn’t think he would die. Even if these humans completely destroy it, it will only sleep for tens of thousands of years. This is the confidence of the devil.
Since it doesn't matter what happens, it is naturally still so conceited and doesn't take its opponent seriously at all.
No matter how legendary human beings are, no matter how powerful civilization. They are so small and short under the long time. Only the devil is eternal.
However, the Black Death probably did not include demon playwrights who were born as humans.
Moreover, although there are none here in the Milky Way, there are indeed civilizations in the universe that have existed for hundreds of millions of years. In fact, overall, the conditions for the emergence of civilization are quite harsh. Regardless of how long it took for the universe to appear, the first more than 10 billion years were in a state of evolution, and stars were slowly forming. Then it will take at least several billion years for life and civilization to form again.
Each of the demon gods has only lived for a billion years, which is actually about the same time as the emergence of civilization. Therefore, compared to the universe itself, even an existence that claims to be eternal is nothing more than a child.
Wu Hui raised his hand to summon the cemetery of the dead, and the endless undead in the starry sky launched an attack. The current Wu Hui is definitely not weak even if he is a summoned object. And being a being that is death itself is well suited to resisting the power of the Black Death.
The Black Death came over with a maniacal smile. It seemed to appreciate Wu Hui's summons. If there was a chance, the Black Death planned to take it away and turn it into its own demon servant.
The terrifying existence of the cemetery, which constantly transforms enemy corpses into undead and recycles undead fragments to create new undead, is indeed very suitable for serving as a demon servant for the Black Death. Especially the current cemetery of the dead, which incorporates the death of all things and is enhanced by Wu Hui's power.
This cemetery attack really scratched the Black Death's itch. Wu Hui just wanted to use it to entangle his opponent and then run away.
The cemetery of the dead that would make several star systems restless when placed elsewhere, would serve as a trophy and stumbling block on the battlefield on Wu Hui and the Black Death's side.
In the end, Diewu killed him in time and helped him withstand the fierce attack from the Black Death.
Strong, too strong.
Diewu endured the enemy's attack, with broken helmets flying around him. That's what's left of Don Quixote.
Maybe he will really die this time.
Everyone here is actually an absolute legend, Wu Hui, Du Ziming, Liu Dangren, Zhou Zidu... But no matter how legendary they are, death is death. Destroyed by the power of the Black Death, there was no chance of resurrection.
but!
A legend is someone who will be remembered even after death!
Wu Hui was puzzled by Yu Diewu's sudden motivation and extraordinary performance. But how can I put it, she is also a being who is good at explosions, and such performance is always too unexpected.
Diewu took action, and a seven-colored butterfly covered half of the cantilever.
The light spreads out and may become new legends in some galaxies many years later.
Colorful butterflies fall.
The Black Death was attacked by countless colorful rays. The light of many colors converges and finally forms white light.
White light is seven colors, and seven colors are white light. It's just a matter of whether the mixture is even or not.
A huge stream of light fell on the Black Death.
There is also a small hollow butterfly flapping its wings. Although the arc is not large, it sends ripples through time and space, affecting the future for who knows how long.
Or maybe, just for a moment.
The Black Death pierced the wings and streams of light that obscured the stars.
A black hand stretched out towards Diewu, and endless darkness floated in all directions, leaving Diewu with nowhere to escape.
But the next moment, Wu Hui came to her.
The black hand catches everyone the same, without picking anyone, just pinching Wu Hui's head.
Like a watermelon falling to the ground.
It's like a balloon pricking a needle.
Die Wu was spattered on the face with blood that was close at hand. Turn into a ghost and leave in time.
"That was my last clone." Wu Hui walked out of the time gap and stood with Die Wu.
"Ah, my whole body was shaking when I saw you dying to protect me. I was so touched. It turns out that you have always respected me as your father...fuck-" Diewu was still talking, when he saw Heidi The disease strikes again.
Wu Hui shook his head, too lazy to talk to this guy.
Can't you give up your ethics and dirty jokes on this serious battlefield? It's simply embarrassing.
But fortunately, no one but herself would hear what nonsense Die Wu was talking about. Otherwise, in this legendary battle between civilization and demons, a few more arrogant words will lose too many points.
The battlefield was huge, and they and others were temporarily dispersed. But you can still see Lao Liu's light and Du Ziming's shot.
The presiding judge is much less chained. It looked like he was really reaching his limit.
Cross the starry sky and civilization in one boat. Heroic and handsome.
But Wu Hui doesn't want to be like Mr. Zhou Zidu. He is the kind of bad guy who pulls countless civilizations across the galaxy into trouble and cooperates with him to defeat the devil. In other words, a hero.
And there is no point in asking others to save it. Civilization must save itself in order to be truly strong. Wu Hui only helped them save themselves.
Huh... We can see through the glasses scan that the civilization of the universe has made huge sacrifices, and now the killing rate of the Black Death has reached 40%. Adding the attacks of the gladiators at the beginning and their attacks, the total is more than 80%.
Unfortunately, the Black Death has a strong self-recovery ability and has recovered another 20%, so it still has nearly half of its combat effectiveness.
