Chapter 1134 Hunting?

This sudden speculation made the two of them feel uneasy for a long time.

But besides Russell, who else is behind Huai Shi?

God? Which god? It can't be the one taken away by the Golden Dawn, right? Mamakyria? Or is it a specimen in the survival courtyard?

But if the gods were to become active again, Nowhere's Land should be able to see signs of it through the changes in the Pillar of Divine Essence.

Or are we talking about the pioneer group of selfless living corpses?

It can't be some destructive element hiding behind the scenes, right?

Countless possibilities came to mind, only to be quickly rejected.

But when his thoughts wandered to the end of countless hypotheses, Woodman couldn't help but frowned - this kind of guess that could only rely on random speculation, this kind of baseless familiar taste, and this kind of deliberately guided... Feel……

It was as if I could hear Loki laughing sharply behind the scenes.

Damn you!

The originally calm mood gradually began to become restless.

Uncontrollable, angry.

Whatever happened, once that old bastard got involved, it started to become a pain in the ass!

Who knows if this is the smoke released by Loki specifically to raise suspicions and disturb their minds and thoughts? But at the same time...it's impossible to tell the difference. What if this is an empty city stratagem?

It is difficult to distinguish between true and false.

As long as Loki survives, all intelligence and news involving him cannot be easily trusted. If we want to respond completely, we can only respond step by step based on the objective situation we are currently seeing.

In addition, all speculations will only lead to the worst outcome - because you may have already jumped into the trap from the moment you start thinking about the future!

But no matter what, the importance and threat of Huaishi must be raised to another level.

Even more difficult than Vice Principal Isaac...

We can't let this guy stay here any longer and get in the way!

"As you can see, the threat to Huai Shi and the utopia he represents goes far beyond that."

Aleister was the first to speak: "If we want to solve the problem, I'm afraid we can't rely on something as casual as a spell. 'We' need to treat it more carefully."

"us?"

The tax collector of the subjugated country sneered, showing no face at all: "You, Golden Dawn, have created a basket for others to clean up? It would be easier without you."

"But without the Golden Dawn, wouldn't you all have to face the Utopia?"

Woodman sneered and retorted without raising his eyes: "Let me tell you, what you are facing now is not the despairing mythical lineup of the Utopia seventy years ago, but a group of incompetent ghosts. , both emotionally and rationally, it is only right that you all say thank you to us.

However, if we continue to let it go... it may not be the case. "

The eerie chill in the words caused a brief silence in the entire hall. Under Woodman's reminder, the rulers from hell seemed to have seen a huge monster crawling over the city.

Once again, I recalled the shadow and shame created by the utopia.

"Now there are only two people - Creator Zhou Qi and Yun Zhongjun. One is a scholar and the other is not even fifth level. They are about to become a serious problem for us."

Aleister added calmly: "If you give him a little more time and let him call out a few more, Osiris, Black God and White God, Heimdall, Nuada... what will happen then? It looks like you don’t need me to remind you anymore, right?”

Without waiting for others to express their opinions, he took the lead and said: "On the premise of not delaying the construction of the ladder, we will dispatch the Heretic King, Woodman and Bennett, but if he has any other hidden cards, he may not be able to catch them all. No matter what the consequences are, Golden Dawn will no longer care."

As soon as he said this, the expressions of everyone in the hall changed one after another.

Caution, confusion or irritation.

Or, how can we say that it was the utopia of the past... This look of me and you playing casually is no different from the arrogant attitude of the past.

However, this time, the tax collector of the subjugated country, who had been staying out of the meeting just now, spoke first.

"The Subjugation Council will dispatch the Wild Hunting Legion to assist your plan. In addition, that Lord... is also interested in one of the targets."

The tax official, who was like a mummy, raised his hollow eyes and warned: "I hope you won't steal that person's prey without knowing how to appreciate him."

Immediately afterwards, the rancher's priest said: "A saint will cooperate with your actions, but that giant beast must be left to our disposal."

"The Sea of ​​Thunder will temporarily awaken the Storm Totem for you." The dwarf king coldly tossed the delicate metal skull on his fingertips: "If there is valuable prey, we will not hesitate to take action."

"So do we." The Fool agreed hoarsely.

…

Soon, in the dark palace, the rulers reached an agreement again.

——Before the real war begins, eradicate this scourge that is spreading among the people!

However, even if the general strategy was decided, before the war began, there were still quarrels over the distribution and disposal of the spoils.

Woodman rolled his eyes and was too lazy to waste time. However, before leaving, he saw the scene in the deepest part of the palace.

In that quiet darkness, Aleister's expression...

Not excited and enthusiastic, like a sculpture standing aloof from the incident.

So peaceful.

"Tsk..."

Woodman frowned slightly, turned and left.

Under the dark sky, the earth roared.

The mist seemed to surge endlessly, spreading to the end of the world.

It is difficult to see the ferocious aura hidden in it. Only the traces of scarlet lingering in the mist that cannot be dispelled can show the ferocity of the giant beast.

Amidst the loud noise of the earth shaking, Behemoth moved forward.

Since the curtain created by Yun Zhongjun, the huge beast has become like a ghost, whose movements are difficult to predict.

Only the sound of chewing while eating continued to echo.

Scalp-tingling.

"Oh, it's only a few minutes late. It seems like a big piece of someone's backyard was dug up." Woodman laughed strangely and glanced at the gloomy dwarf king, not hiding his ridicule.

The dwarf king snorted coldly, and the iron skull in his hand was crushed into pieces. He raised his skinny and slender hand and grabbed it towards the projected fog.

In the distance, the storm howled suddenly.

Amid the roar of thunder and thunder, a wave suddenly emerged from the thick fog. Under the will of the dwarf king, the power of the storm totem spanned a long distance and suddenly descended, causing the fog to tremble violently like a blanket, ravaged by invisible hands.

Make a tidal wave.

Then came the collapse.

Under the strangulation of the storm, the heavy fog that spread for hundreds of kilometers made a sound like cracking silk, emerged from the center and cleared the gaps, danced, and quickly dissipated.

On the ground, Behemoth's beastly face was raised, and wisps of lightning shone on the horns.

In just a few hours, the monster actually grew again!

That look was even more exaggerated than the group of 'Blessed Teeth' under the rancher.

In the center of the mist, in just a few minutes, most of the city had disappeared into the mouths of greedy gluttons. The remaining towers were still supporting their bodies with difficulty, without collapsing. The strong wind blew by, and under the overlooking eyes of the rulers A sound like crying was made from below.

But what surprised everyone even more was that the giant beast seemed to be aware of the crisis falling from the sky. Before that, it decisively abandoned the uneaten food, turned around and ran away!

And compared to the turmoil of the past when the ground shook, there was no sound of footsteps at all when running now, and the speed was ridiculously fast.

The clumsy look he usually has is just pretending to fool people!

If the dwarf king's reaction speed was slower, this guy might have to escape from the encirclement...

But now, it's too late!

The moment everything was exposed to the sky, a dazzling light suddenly appeared on the sky, and the hell saints from the Paradise fell from the sky like meteors!

His skeleton-like arms were wrapped with countless gorgeous jewels, swaying in the wind, while the orbs embedded in his skull began to glow.

The solemn melody praising the God of Hell was played under the will of the saint, forcibly suppressing the noisy sound in the light wheel.

The only voice belonging to the true god was left between heaven and earth, and there was no room for Huai Shi to use it.

Immediately afterwards, the earth stirred, and countless dust rose up in the cracks. Under the call of pious hymns, pale skeletal hands suddenly came out of the cracks in the ground, climbing, and countless The accumulation of bones forms a strange spectacle that stretches to the end of the line of sight.

It was a sacrifice made by countless fanatics who dedicated their lives to the Taoism. Countless bones were piled up into an insurmountable iron wall, and the [Wall of Believers] completely blocked the area within dozens of kilometers!

Before the Saint of Hell could make another move, the misfortune of the jesters surged into the sky, and a cold dark green fire appeared in the empty air.

——No open flame!

It looks like a flame, but the flame-like light and shadow are essentially twisted vortices formed from the material due to a large depth in a short period of time. Once contaminated, even the sublime cannot avoid the distortion of the body and soul.

At this moment, the endless firelight has connected with each other, covering the sky, isolating Yun Zhongjun's cycle of heaven and earth, and then turned into a cover, shrouding the top of the wall of believers.

And deep in the earth, the worms of the Eye of Obscurity stirred the lava crazily and shuttled quickly.

The sky, the earth, and even the four directions, everything was sealed in an instant.

In this small box, there is only prey with nowhere to escape.

It's hunting time!

Right in front of Behemoth, a pale frost wind swept past, and the mighty roar of galloping horses spread out from it.

Wild Hunt.

The Wild Hunt Legion from the subjugated country is advancing mightily, like a sea wave!

All the armies cooperated as one, and when the earth was wailing under the iron hooves, the whole world seemed to collapse, immersed in trembling.

But at that moment, there was a disdainful snort.

Between the giant beast and the legion, a shrill thunder suddenly burst out, and a vague figure slowly walked out of it.

Holding a long soldier in his hand, he stared at the array in front of him.

At that moment, on the majestic golden chariot, the demon from Sumer raised his scarlet eyes.

"Ying! Fang! Zhou!!!"

Gala clenched the sharp blade in his hand and roared.

Indescribable ecstasy and unprecedented killing intent emerged from those eyes at the same time. It was difficult to tell whether it was anger or joy.

The enemy was clearly right in front of him, but the figure didn't seem to hear him and didn't even raise his head to look at him!

Such a contemptuous attitude, such a familiar sense of humiliation, made Gala's smile become more ferocious, and then without waiting for the legion behind him, he stepped on the surging waves of blood and rushed over in an instant.

The fishy wind blows against my face.

"Die!!!!"

The devil laughed sharply and slashed down with the golden sword!

collapse!

At that moment, in the dissipated electric light, the burly figure finally raised his head, but the face illuminated by the sparks made Gala instantly stunned.

"Ah? Did you call me?"

Kuafu asked blankly: "But my surname is not Ying..."

Finally, a familiar voice came from behind Gala.

"You're looking for me?"

Yun Zhongjun asked coldly.

Immediately afterwards, the Hate Water roared, and the fourth-degree purified thunder light rose into the sky, stirring up, leaving deep carvings on the unexplained flames in the sky, penetrating through!

The light from behind the crack fell, illuminating the outline of the giant beast.

And on Behemoth's back, there are those figures that should never be here...

The faces of Dongxia, Rome, Russia, Tianzhu, and America are completely different. The only thing that is the same is the essence of their bodies that is constantly surging, and their iron-like killing intent!

Fifth level, fifth level, fifth level, still fifth level!

——All of them are fucking Level 5!

At that moment, all the participating rulers could not help but feel their eyes darken.

Grass!