Chapter 605: Under Emperor You, All Beings Are Equal!

"I have been waiting for a long time. Come on, Diyou, let me see your heroic skills!"

In the void, on a rusty and blood-stained bronze throne, the huge figure that was almost glued to the armor stood up excitedly after hearing the words, and the bloated and strong legs stepped on the void and made a cracking explosion.

Even the transformation into the Pojun Star Lord could not change Khorne's usual high-level paraplegia, but he was stimulated to stand up by Zhang Ke's joking threat.

It can be said that he can bring people back to life with his miraculous hands, a master of medicine!

However, before the new Po Jun, who was glowing with blood and ready to move, could find Zhang Ke's current location, a mocking snicker suddenly came from beside him:

"Stupid warmongerer!"

"Don't you have anything else in your mind except stirring up trouble?"

"Oh, my bad, how can a dog-headed man have such a precious thing as a brain?"

Listening to the mockery and ridicule right next to his ear, Po Jun, who was preparing for a battle with high morale, was like encountering his period when he was about to take up his gun to the battlefield. The scarlet abyss issued a loud cry. He roared like thunder: "Tzeentch, you despicable and clumsy bug, damn it, I will peel off your mouth alive and hang it on the tree with Sally to dry!"

"Look, you are anxious again!"

"How many times have I told you not to show your intention so obviously before you want to kill someone? You are like a mad dog now. If it were you, I could play with you nine hundred times without repeating it!"

As he spoke, a blue-pink light flashed from the void, and Pojun, who subconsciously sensed the fluctuation, almost did not hesitate to pick up the long sword stuck on the throne and swept away.

"Boom-Puff!"

Without any resistance or stalemate, the long sword seemed to cut through the light like a soft ball of water. As the light shattered, the seemingly tangible light wrapped in it suddenly exploded, and changed its original nature in a flash.

The next moment, a pool of blue and pink sticky substances sprayed Pojun's face head-on with the impact of the explosion.

The Pojun, who was originally ferocious and looked difficult to mess with, was directly painted with a layer of cartoon color by this unexpected trick. Although it was ugly and eye-catching, it had a strange beauty.

At this time, the evil laugh that sounded like a big villain slowly rippled in the void:

"Although it is still an ugly dog, it is at least a little cuter than before. In view of the fact that we are all ministers in the same palace, I will not charge you for transformation this time!"

"There is one more thing. I don't blame you for having a big face and calling you Jianqi, but now please call Lu Cun Xingjun when you have something to do. Don't make the mistake again, stupid dog!"

"I am Lu￥ # ￥% x-on:!"

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In the void not far from here, on a hollowed-out world that was pus-green as if it were some kind of rotten thing, a huge figure that covered the sky and the sun was carefully holding a small soup spoon and carefully playing his own house game.

From time to time, he would scoop out a little yellow-green soup from the vessel in front of him and pour it on his seemingly good-looking child.

If nothing unexpected happens, this dedicated figure is Nurgle, one of the four little offenders who have turned over a new leaf, and is now the Plague Messenger of the Plague Department heading west.

He looked at the two old guys who were fighting not far away (outside the world barrier of another world) with disdain, and a trace of contempt flashed clearly in his pus-green eyes.

Yes, contempt!

In the eyes of the messenger, anything that cannot completely kill one side can be considered a fight.

And such fights have existed between them for countless years, from the beginning of the Milky Way, to the rise and fall of the human empire, and then to surrendering to Jiuzhou and becoming one of the immortals and gods in the sky. Such dramas are played out between them every day.

Even until the start of this war, these two guys still have to fight for no reason, and often suddenly start indiscriminate attacks in the conquest of foreign lands, which simply slows down the progress of the war.

Of course, no matter how arrogant these two are, their war is limited to this small group of three. They will never, or dare not, affect other immortals and gods in Jiuzhou. After all, there is a crazier and more insane existence on the battlefield who is slaughtering foreign creatures.

If they attack their own people, they will not even wait for the trial of the Heavenly Court. They will be turned into another dead soul under the Ganqi by Xingtian on the spot.

In this way, the trio is always in a disliked position on the battlefield, even if they really fight with their lives, or even fight without their lives at all. The endless demon army and the shameless style of directly calculating, sneak attacking, and using various means to directly attack mortals make the battlefield efficiency of Pojun and Lu often amazingly high.

The unstoppable war trend has reduced the more or less malicious eyes of the Heavenly Court on these foreign gods. Of course, if they can concentrate on their work and maximize their efficiency, this favor will only increase.

In addition to this deliberately delayed efficiency, the high battlefield consumption of these two is also one of the important reasons why they are disliked by the immortals.

Thanks to the setting that the demon army can be resurrected infinitely as long as the energy is sufficient, and the authority of Pojun and Lucun, behind the crazy fighting style is a huge amount of materials used to reshape the bodies of the demon army so that they can rejoin the battlefield without countdown.

And this consumption often accounts for one-third of the entire world, sometimes even more.

After all, while these two guys were showing off, they were also recruiting cannon fodder from the outer domain to join the demon army. They were not stingy with their blessings for anyone they liked. In such a crazy situation, when they learned that Emperor You lacked sufficient auxiliary combat power, the logistics gods pushed the three of them over without thinking.

They didn't give anyone a chance to refuse!

Of course, compared to these two who would inevitably fight as soon as they met and fight to the death, the messenger's heart and purpose were very simple-he just wanted to give these children from the outer domain with a tragic fate a chance to redeem themselves.

Since war is inevitable and the world is destined to be destroyed, why not try your best to shine your light before death comes?

Whether it is to surrender to the embrace of the Plague Department or to rebel as a savior to fight against the destruction from the Heavenly Court, the kind and amiable messenger gently watched every child chosen by Him, and humbly witnessed their actions until everything was irreversible!

Yes, irreversible!

Even if the target chosen by Him has strong willpower to take on the responsibility of the savior, and with the help of the messenger, he quickly acquires the power to compete with the powerful divine power, but the one who kills will be killed!

The power of the messenger is not so easy to borrow.

In the process of saving the world, the plague and toxins have been spread to every corner of the world with his footsteps. The powerful mythical plague is enough to turn the savior and his followers into the source of destruction. When the other party comes to his senses, the whole world has been shrouded in pus green plague.

Plagues everywhere, toxins everywhere, zombies and monsters everywhere symbolize the success of the savior - he gave the world a new life, but the price is that everyone belongs to the messenger, using hatred and gratitude as a carrier, conquering and destroying more worlds for the messenger, so that they can also return to the embrace of life!

And because of such strong infection and destructiveness, the originally gentle and non-troublesome messenger was successfully disliked by the immortals and gods in the heavenly court.

Of course, this is also normal. After all, the immortal gods of the Plague Department are mostly the same kind of stuff. Wherever the Plague God goes, there will be rampant plagues and countless deaths and injuries. It’s just that the other gods of the Plague Department don’t play as t as the messenger.

Breaking through the cognitive limit, we have to let everyone accept it for a while.

And looking at the two people fighting and making trouble over there, the messenger sighed lightly.

What a pity, Sally.

If he hadn’t been so wild and t and wanted to strengthen Emperor You, everyone might have had a good time playing together, instead of like now.

The four brothers in the subspace have become the three heroes of Kyushu for no reason.

Although the only absent one won’t die for a while, it must be painful to be hung on the tree branch all day long and roasted every day, right?

Oh, I forgot, Sally is a masochist. The more he is abused, the happier he is. It’s okay, just keep hanging!

When the big guys in their own country started to chase each other and fight, the demon army that was originally divided into two groups to destroy the foreign land suddenly turned its spearheads and charged at its own friendly forces!

The barbarians who were full of despair saw this scene and their spirits were immediately raised.

But before they began to prepare to fight back and drive out these damn invaders in one go, suddenly a scorching rainbow light flashed in the sky, and then a sky-high fire dragon broke through the damaged world barrier and roared straight to the ground.

"Boom!"

In just a moment, the hot impact intertwined with the power of chaos surged to the ground, and the terrible heat wave ruthlessly destroyed everything that dared to show its head!

At a more subtle level, the violent sea of ​​fire is unscrupulously melting and destroying the foundation of the foreign civilization. The distinct elements, magic, and other extraordinary particles are used as firewood under the scorching flames. The flames are getting more and more intense. The sea of ​​fire that covers the sky and the sun is melting everything and destroying the space at the same time.

Hiding in the cracks of space with the help of divine power, the foreign magic professionals who thought they were extremely safe were dragged out by the fire dragon roughly. The high temperature burned their skin and soaked their flesh and blood. The bones turned into charcoal in the scorching. One by one, the human-shaped torches fled in the air in a panic. The shrill and sad wails made everyone who heard them change their color and feel chilled.

However, all this is just the beginning.

When the illusory white tiger as big as a star tore through the void and walked out of the cracks in space, the end of the gods also came.

The magnificent beast hunted all the living creatures it could see, and the bloody abyss gradually opened a creepy smile as countless lives continued to fall.

In desperation, the Outer Gods fought desperately, vowing to destroy this greedy beast.

However, when the spell transformed by divine power hit the opponent, the crisp metal sound of ding-dong made them realize their mistakes belatedly.

This self-aware and killing creature in front of them turned out to be a divine weapon?

The Outer Gods could not think too much, and the White Tiger's slaughter was imminent.

Sharp teeth and claws, biting and slapping, the simple to extreme attacks brought terrifying destructive power under the magnificent body!

The Outer Gods fought back with all their might, and the endangered world unlocked more permissions for them. The forbidden techniques that had to be somewhat concerned in the past were now fully exerted.

In the sky, rainbow lights shot out one after another, and strange and complex runes were mixed in and gathered into magnificent patterns. The violently fluctuating elements in the energy field set off a storm. The already miserable space was hit hard at this moment, and the sound like glass breaking filled every corner of the world.

That was the strongest resistance of the outer gods, a terrifying shock that was enough to cause annihilation damage to the world. If it lasted long enough, an entire civilization would be dismembered by violent energy and turned into a brilliant firework in the void!

However, this resistance was ultimately futile.

As the once fierce and powerful white tiger, before it was made into a magic weapon, it had the huge power to fight the gods of "Shan Hai Jing" alone. After being transformed into a tiger soul, it was nourished by the blood of countless fierce beasts and ancient gods in the hands of Dayu, and its power was even more violent!

Even though the tiger soul is incomplete now and is not in its original complete state, it is enough to deal with these barbarians!

No one could survive three rounds of such fierceness, and even if they managed to escape, a magnificent giant hand covered with golden dragon scales would fall from the sky in the next moment.

In a trance, the chosen ones seemed to see a falling world, or a giant tree supporting the sky and the earth.

The next moment, in a spectacular illusion, their lives ended!

When the few beings with enough power to resist were easily killed by the giant hand from the sky, the barbarians on the ground completely became a mess. Under the hunting of the white tiger, the divine lives that were worth a mouthful were disappearing rapidly, and instead, the broken knife with a missing blade in the white tiger's eyes was continuously flowing with sparkling precious light.

This is a disaster for all living beings, the end of everyone, even the Star Lord Demon Army from Kyushu is also trembling in this fierce disaster.

Finally, when the violent sea of ​​fire burned every corner of the outer domain, the killing of the white tiger also came to an end. Mountains and rivers were burned, rivers were cut off, and the mountains and rivers that once undulated and stretched were now a pool of molten magma!

Above the slowly flowing magma, the hot wind blew up pieces of pale dust, which were the ashes of all things and the remnants of the gods.

At this moment, everything was quiet, leaving only the crackling sound of the magma foam bursting and the sea of ​​fire quietly extinguishing.

The next moment, the white tiger standing in the sea of ​​fire seemed to be summoned and turned into a stream of light and shot straight towards the sky.