Zongman: Endless Shuttle Chapter 938

The light gradually faded away.

Except for the area where Lopez was located, and the former site of the elf city that was deliberately sheltered, the rest of the land sank into the sea.

The monstrous waves rolled, and the evaporated water vapor turned into rain.

In the vast rain, there are giants there.

With short flaming hair, flaming beard, flaming eyes, and an astonishingly strong body, Okan, the god of forging, knocked the space under his feet into a piece of land that could be stepped on.

At its feet, the wreckage of more than a dozen goblin warships, and hundreds of goblins lay in disorder. Presumably, he was rescued by Okan before the two energies collided.

--call.

A puff of smoke came out of the mouth of the God of Forging, the corners of his mouth were split, and he said in a heroic voice.

"It surprised me. In this world, besides the violent man like Artoxiu, another monster as powerful as you was born. Not only am I a little surprised, how long can this world survive..."

‘Okan, are you here to take over the responsibility of your children and to fight me? '

Luo Pei moved the six-legged tentacles, constantly approaching the God of Forging.

‘Although I wanted to kill Cainas first. However, since you have come out of the "God Stove", let's change the order. '

Hearing this, Okan widened his fire pupils, and then burst out flames from his mouth, laughing loudly.

"Another, another, another god who has been driven crazy! Hahahahaha, the dominance of the world is like a thrown meat and bone, let us scramble to snatch it, god of disaster, you think you are still normal Is it? Or is it the same as Artosh before? Hahaha..."

'Your words are meaningless. '

Rope said indifferently.

The God of Forging stopped smiling and sighed.

"Yeah, it's meaningless. I've been involved long ago... The God of the Red Moon is still smart, and has brought his family to live on the Red Moon since the beginning of the war, regardless of this ridiculous contention..."

It lifted the hammer in its hand, as if showing it to Rope.

The artifact of the forging world has already had thin cracks on the hammer surface.

Even moving Marrow Explosion and Sigh of the Living was no easy task for Orkan.

"I am not your opponent, God of Disaster." Okan said.

"My spirit determines that I can't beat you in a head-on battle. Why don't you just sell me face here and let me go back with these brats who are trying to provoke you, how about it?"

At Okan's feet, Ronnie Delaunayer, with both arms broken, struggled to sit up, looking up at the God of Forging with a wry smile.

"Sorry, my lord, I lost my ability to judge because of my hot blood. If I can estimate this guy's strength in advance..."

"what would you do?"

"...I will create a few more "Marrow Bursts". "

"Hahahahahaha! As expected of the brat I love the most!"

Okan smiled boldly.

"Forgive you!"

Xinke Niervalen, who had released the "Fourth Guardian of the Eternal" again, lay wearily on the edge of the battleship, watching the interaction between the goblins and the Creator, his eyes full of envy and pain.

When Ronnie Delaunay was in danger, Okan appeared.

But when she was in danger, Cainas remained indifferent.

She cut off the last trace of nostalgia in her heart, and turned her gaze to the dark blue Demon God.

So from now on, I'll be counting on you, Lord Rope...

Lopez ignored the interaction between Orkan and the goblins, a "mouth" gap appeared on his face without facial features, and he smiled ironically.

"Why should I give face to a mortal god? Okan, don't you think too highly of yourself?"

His four arms gather strength.

"Or, do you think that if I used the trick just now, I have to sell you face?"

"Sigh of the Living" did consume a lot.

But for Luo Pei's power, which is as deep as the sea, it is nothing at all.

Coupled with his evil god-type magical arts, it is not a problem at all to face a non-combat-type deity.

The only person in this world who needs him to be cautious is the "God of War" Artosh!

"God of Disaster... With your power, I alone can indeed deal with it, and even penetrate my soul."

Okan sighed, deep in his thick fingers, and pointed at a position not far from Rope.

The place where the Flügel sleep.

"If I'm not mistaken, it's Artosh's favorite "first feather", right? You are too flamboyant. Although that guy hasn't left his throne for thousands of years, if it was this feather, I believe that Artoxiu, who is aware of it, would still be willing to save it. Are you ready to face me and Artosh at the same time? "

Rope's hand paused.

Indeed, he is not afraid of fighting alone.

But if the God of Forging and the God of War join forces at this time, the situation will become very troublesome.

Because even if the most optimistic estimate is that the two sides will be tied, his plan to win the star cup will be completely overturned.

——The loss outweighs the gain.

Seeing that the hostility of the dark blue demon god weakened, Orkan's smile gradually disappeared.

"...It's scary."

The God of Forging sighed.

"A provocation like me can hold back. Compared with your strength, this control makes me feel more troublesome. God of disaster, you are different from those gods who have been eroded and crazy by war..."

Okan's real intention is not to retreat, it wants to fight Rope here.

Because only this chance, it can stand on the same front with Artoxiu, the proud and strongest god species, and use Artoxiu's power to eliminate the god of disaster.

But Luo Pei's reason made his plan run aground.

That lazy God of War, apart from the need to save Feather, is probably only serious when a "real challenge" arises. He will never make a move in such a chaotic battlefield, and continue to keep his body still.