Chapter 233 You Are Weak

The land that had been lifted off a layer was shattered again, this time on a larger scale, directly affecting the distant mountain peaks. The mountain walls cracked violently, and the earth-colored smoke was scattered around like the scene at high tide when it collapsed. Overflowing, people can't see the scene at all.

But under the strong wind, they suddenly dissipated,

"Chichi—!"

The trees were uprooted by the storm, and the soil was swept into the strong wind. The surging waves rose into the air like a dragon sucking water. It was located in the center of the black ball. Mithras, who had just released a large amount of magic power twice, was unable to resist the second wave. The two Earth Exploding Sky Stars fell directly into the center of the black ball and were overwhelmed by the things smashing around them.

Because this time, there were no rebels involved, and the formation process of the Earth Explosion Star was very smooth and much faster. Like a robber, it almost destroyed the surrounding land and ocean, like a round ice cream scooped with a spoon, leaving behind a After the deep pit, the movement of the seal quickly stopped.

Struck by the violent storm, the spreading seawater refilled the empty space that had been swept away by the sea. However, the dilapidated land was not so lucky. It was like a rotting corpse, leaving only a place to stay. No, it's like a cliff-like chasm.

Because there was no place to stay, Roland also fluttered his wings slightly and flew into the air, staring at the motionless black ball.

After being sealed, Mithras was certain to die.

But since he hasn't felt the fluctuations of the Dark Sacrifice yet, it means that the other party is still lingering.

After truly feeling the strength of Mithras, Roland realized that there was no need for him to think so much. The strength of Mithras inspired by Angora Mainyu, a god of disobedience, was already several times higher than in previous versions.

It is impossible for any god-killer in the world to gain the upper hand in a battle with Mithras.

This mighty Steel, Zoroastrian savior and candidate for the Last King, was not an enemy that a single God-Slayer or Disobedient God should have to deal with.

As long as he appears, both fate and Pandora will pay attention to him. As long as he can be successfully killed, no matter how it is done, Pandora will turn Roland into a god-killer.

It would be a miracle to kill Mithras.

The scene fell silent for a moment. Roland stood in the sky, his eyes seeming to see through the two meteorites in front of him that were like hanging ornaments, looking down at everything proudly in the sky.

Then,

His searching gaze stopped abruptly.

The sun rose high, passed over the two meteorites, and officially hung in the sky. Compared with the dawn that broke through the night, it carried a majestic and scorching aura.

On the surface of the black ball, Mithras hung upside down on the meteorite, his face full of exhaustion, but the blazing murderous intent and sharp steel breath in his eyes became more and more intense.

From the perspective of Roland's Samsara Eye, Mithra's state reached its peak, and the magic power on his body was hot and dazzling.

"The breath of new life, you are resurrected."

Roland smiled happily and nodded with satisfaction. Although the words of Earth Explosion Star and Angola Mainyu were handsome and powerful, Roland would be a little disappointed if Mithras was defeated like this.

Compared with these things, the kind of battle in which Mithra's life was taken with his own hands and punched to the flesh, made Roland feel more real.

What about status reversal? So what if the previous attacks seemed to have been in vain? What if the enemy really seems to be an immortal and powerful god?

Roland firmly believed that he was destined to win. This twisted self-confidence was innate. Instead of fading, it continued to grow during the constant journeys and encounters.

From this perspective, it can also be regarded as the courage of a fool.

He is arrogant, dares to reverse anything, and challenges all imposed rules. His courage is stupid, heart-warming, and admirable.

"Besides, it seems that the Earth Explosion Star is not completely useless? This kind of resurrection must come with a price, right?"

Mithra's aura is indeed as powerful as the one who descended, and I don't know how much of the magic power he consumed before has been restored. But compared to the beginning, his total magic power is a bit less. This must be the reason for his resurrection. The price has been paid.

Mithra still didn't respond. He felt the eager fighting spirit in Roland, and the emotions of excitement and murderous intent were intertwined in his eyes.

"Angola Mainnu, this..."

"Call me Roland, you are qualified to call me that."

"Roland," Mithras was silent for a long time, "The next step is my final blow."

"I seized every opportunity I could and turned the situation around. I believe this is Ahura's blessing, so I will carry out his will to the end."

"It doesn't matter." Roland waved his hand and smiled happily, as if he had thought of something. "Please burn as much as you like. It's not bad to leave light and shadow like moths flying into the flame. After all,"

The corners of his mouth were raised in a playful expression, as if he was a hunter enjoying the death struggle of his prey in a trap.

"——You are very weak."

Mithra stared straight at Roland, looking at his calm expression, feeling a little annoyed.

But Mithras, who had been ridiculed by Roland for being only a talker, did not intend to humiliate himself. Now that the ultimatum had been issued, his obligations as an old enemy were enough. Next, he only needed to use this finishing blow. Just respond.

A cold and holy light suddenly appeared on Mithra's face.

The shining sun had no effect, and the gods were unable to provide support. Mithras could only rely on his own strength.

He chanted softly:

"The Lord says: Before the end, the sincere good people will enjoy His grace and glory in heaven, and the hypocritical villains will fall into the dark hell. In my name, fulfill the oath of the past and recreate the test of molten iron. "

The spell power on Mithras' body rose again, and his body was dyed with a faint white light. He gave up the long bow on his back and raised the last silver dagger on his body.

When he appeared, Mithras carried four weapons, namely the golden long bow symbolizing the sun, the spear representing the duty of judging souls, and the hammer representing the guardian of order.

At this moment, Mithras wants to use the last one, which is also his strongest power.

Roland is not afraid of Mithra's swordsmanship, but he still needs to be on guard against the power. However, judging from the fact that he does not feel threatened by his intuition, this time the power is not aimed at him, but at Mithra. Pull itself.

Silver-gray light mist sprayed out from the tip of the dagger, turning into chains and wrapping around Mithras' skin. However, it did not form a substantial obstacle, but nailed the illusory concept into his body.

With these chains as the core, Mithra's aura continues to rise, reaching the level when he prayed for the power of Ahura before, but now, the power of only one blow is solidified in Mithra as a state!

It was obviously a desperate move, but there was an unstoppable feeling across distance and time. In the battle with Mithras, Roland was hit hard for the first time.