Chapter 871 The Time of God's Demise

"Commander Langton! Help!"

In the 'Arena', everyone in the Spark Team met [True Curtain] Onychaos in a narrow road, and they almost peeed in fear.

They could see the scene of the ninth-level beings being assimilated without any resistance just now as if they were eating dumplings. They could see it very clearly.

Such an enemy, now let them face a bunch of little miscellaneous fish? !

We fight Onitchios?

real or fake?

The son of Onichaos didn't have so many thoughts. From the sudden appearance of the leader of the group of ants, he sensed some unpleasant aura.

His huge amorphous body deformed slightly and spread towards the crowd, intending to explore the situation.

Everyone in Spark Team used their best skills to escape like crazy, but under the constraints of the huge magic circle maintained by the ninth level, they had no way to escape.

"What should I do, Lord Dark Crow, is there any way to solve it?"

Once again, everyone had high hopes in a desperate situation. Langton was also under great pressure at this time and could only urgently seek Dark Crow's opinion in his heart.

"Are you crazy? Idiot! This is an enemy we absolutely cannot defeat!"

Dark Crow's rare curse words were heard, and the deafening roar echoed in Langton's mental space.

"Don't hesitate, Langton, immediately use your awakened talent of traveling through the dimension of annihilation to escape. The effect of this magic circle cannot stop you! As long as you are alive, there is still hope for everything!"

"No! I will never abandon my companions!"

However, Langton's answer was the same.

With a firm light shining in his dark eyes, the boy of the resistance army faced the invisible fog sweeping in the distance, protecting everyone behind him.

This is his will, and it is also the heart of a strong man that he has grown from weak to today. He will never take the initiative to abandon any of his companions, even if it seems that the end of the road is over.

"Lord Dark Crow, can you find a way to break this barrier?"

"Hmph... It's impossible to break through this protective shield with our strength. We must find a way to borrow the power of that monster!"

I feel a little helpless about Langton's character, but the Dark Crows are still keen to find their only chance of survival. Onichaos has the power to assimilate all things. Although the barrier effect of this magic circle is powerful, it cannot block Onichaos's power.

The only problem now is how to attract the attention of the Onichaos sub-bodies so that they can attack the barrier first instead of directly assimilating them.

As their minds were spinning, Dark Crow and Langton's attention was focused on the "Book of Yellow Clothes" at the same time.

They all saw the scene where the royal guardians used the "Book of Yellow Clothes" to summon the Dead King. Although they didn't know exactly how it was done, it must have attracted the attention of Onichaos. .

As soon as he thought of it, Langton immediately took out the "Book of Yellow Clothes". A milky white light that activated flying magic lit up, wrapped the yellow book in his hand, and then took it and flew in another direction like an arrow. .

At the same time, Langton's spiritual power attached to the surface of the book inspired it, and the Book of Yellow Clothes opened on its own, emitting waves of unique power fluctuations.

But what Langton didn't expect was that his actions seemed to trigger some kind of chain reaction.

The Yellow Book flying in the air suddenly stopped on its own, and the huge shadow of the Dead King appeared again, covering the sky and the sun.

There was no summoning ceremony or preparation this time. Logically speaking, this situation should not happen, but at this moment, the Dead King who lived in the endless and distant lost kingdom was very angry.

His projection was actually assimilated by a body of [True Curtain] Onichaos due to insufficient power supply!

He, who has the title of 'Prey God', has never suffered such a loss. Even when Onichaos encountered him before, he chose to abandon part of his body and retreat after a big battle.

The power of assimilation transmitted along the projection made him sick. Although it did not cause any substantial harm to him, it was like spitting on his crown.

He wanted revenge, but as his artifact was devoured, that strange world mysteriously disappeared from his perception, leaving him unable to find a target and furious.

But just now, although the connection was very weak, the coordinates of that world suddenly appeared again.

The King of Death did not hesitate at all, and directly poured his power along the connection, not even caring about the loss. He wants to get rid of the child body of Onichaos, and also see what is going on in this world and why it can block His induction.

This connection did not last long. Even because it was too weak, almost all of the Dead King's power was used to maintain the power channel uninterrupted during the transmission process. There was not even one true power that came.

On Langton's side, the result was that the newly-appeared projection of the Dead King seemed even more illusory, without the oppressive feeling summoned by the Royal Guardian at all.

But this was not a problem, because the moment the Death King reappeared, Onichaos's shapeless body suddenly shrank like an electric shock, and the dark red light at its core shone, directly ignoring Langton and his party. .

"Is that another "Book of Yellow Clothes"?"

Above the huge magic circle, several royal guardians looked surprised. They did not expect that there was more than one such artifact.

But seeing the indifferent look of Hui Wu who was presiding over the ritual formation, they suppressed their surprise and just secretly guessed in their hearts.

At this moment, the Onichaus sub-body and the projection of the King of the Dead in the center of the magic circle once again started a fierce battle.

The state of the projection of the King of the Dead was extremely weak, and the state of the Onichaus sub-body was not much better. After a series of battles, even the brilliance of His core dimmed a lot.

In the end, the balance of victory still tilted towards Onichaus.

Although the projection of the King of the Dead was angry, it was seriously insufficient in strength. After the Onichaus sub-body paid a large part of its body as a price, the last trace of power in the projection was wiped out, and the Yellow Book of the main body was forcibly drawn into the core for assimilation.

At the same time, Onichaus no longer waited, His body began to expand, and countless dust-like twisted geometric bodies shone with dark red brilliance like stardust, rushing towards the shield of the magic circle from all directions.

After another battle with the projection of the King of Death, He had truly entered a state of near death. The power of the magic circle had made Him feel very uncomfortable, and He wanted to leave here.

And the Spark Resistance Team, who were also in the magic circle, had been completely ignored by Him. When the tsunami washed over, it did not care whether it would sweep away the debris and ants.

"Today, the epic will write a new page!"

Looking at the extremely weak Onichaos sub-body, Gray Mist's eyes could not hide his enthusiasm. He raised the scale of fate in his hand and spoke like a prophecy.

"The gods were pulled down from the throne by mortals, and their fate has reached a new turning point. Now is the beginning of a new era!"

Under the auspices of Gray Mist, the huge fate sealing magic circle of many royal guardians exerted its true power.

Landon's fate should not have ended here, but because of the interference of Gray Mist and Onichaos's extraordinary power, there was no room for it to play.

But as Onichos fell into a state of near death, the long-suppressed web of fate finally broke out with a violent rebound.

At this moment, facing Onichos who was sweeping in like a flood, Landon's eyes were extremely serious.

When he put his own life and death aside to protect his companions, he felt that he suddenly entered a mysterious state.

The fear of his companions, the roar of the dark crows, the hum of the magic circle, everything faded away.

At this moment, his eyes were only on the body of Onichos sweeping in, and the core with a faint dark red light.

The power of the dimension of annihilation had enveloped him at some point, and the broken sword appeared in his hand again, and its broken tip suddenly began to grow under the infusion of endless annihilation power, and finally formed a diamond-shaped strange gray-white blade at the tip of the sword.

Without any hesitation, Landon slashed with a sword at the moment of blessing.

In an instant, everything was silent.

Under the tip of the strange gray-white sword, Onichos's power to assimilate everything finally met its match.

The foggy body separated instantly like a hot knife cutting into butter, exposing the core that shone with dark red light.

In the eyes of the gray fog and Avis's clones, and in the eyes of the ninth-level beings outside the magic circle, this sword was not only the power of Landon's own annihilation, but also the unparalleled fate.

At this moment, the world hoped that Onichos would die.

If Onichos's sub-body was still in a complete state, even if he had saved more power, he would not be unable to deal with this sword.

But unfortunately, there is no if in many things.

The next moment, the gray-white diamond-shaped sword blade penetrated deeply into the core, and the power of the annihilation dimension poured in, becoming the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Shashasha——

Onichos's body froze, and countless tiny geometric bodies trembled for a moment, and then gradually began to disintegrate on their own, turning into silver stardust.

After sending out this sword that far exceeded his own strength, Landon also knelt on the ground powerlessly, and the strange sword turned into the power of annihilation again, flowing into his body.

A square trioctahedron crystal with a dark red and silver color and a deep crack on it fell in front of him, shining with a faint silver halo.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by this strange crystal.

Then, in full view of everyone, the crystal suddenly jumped up and fell into the hands of a plain-looking member of the resistance among the people of the Spark Team.

"Is this what you want?"

After examining the strange crystal in his hand, Avis raised his head and looked at the gray fog standing on the high platform with a bright smile amid the strange eyes of everyone.