Chapter 1416: The Final Battle, the Flesh Grinding Wheel, the Upper God Meat Grinder

In the magic universe, during the Faith War period one trillion years after the creation of the world, the Supreme God descended again and opened up the plane battlefield. Since then, there have been plane wars.

The first plane war was a duel between Hell and Heaven, and Hell won very easily.

And countless years later, Hell hit the first time to win ten consecutive victories. It was also the first time after many plane wars that a plane reached the critical moment of hitting ten consecutive victories, which naturally attracted the attention of many main gods.

The million-mile galaxy split the plane battlefield. The strong men of the two camps of Hell and Heaven were quietly dormant on both sides of the galaxy. They were all waiting for the arrival of the decisive battle. Compared with the commander and the lord of the mansion, the soldiers were more nervous and expectant.

In the plane war, the death rate of soldiers was the highest, but the soldiers who would come to participate in the plane war were all the best among the upper gods, and they all had the ambition and motivation to strive for upward.

Some of these soldiers wanted to earn military merits and wanted to exchange for the power of the main god.

Some of them lived too long and wanted to see the legendary plane battlefield.

Of course, most soldiers are just clones of gods. Even if they fall, they will only lose one clone at most.

It is hard to say whether such an act is stupid or crazy.

However, when a god has lived for billions of years, has enjoyed everything he should have enjoyed, and may not have any relatives or descendants, and basically has no attachment, he may do anything.

The last moment of this crucial war in a thousand years has arrived. A terrible rumbling sound rang in the sky, and at the same time, the energy fluctuations that seemed to be like the collapse of the sky and the earth spread wildly in all directions.

"Hua La La..."

The violent energy turbulence swept through, and a large number of buildings on both sides of the galaxy were affected by this energy fluctuation and turned directly into powder, revealing the soldiers, team leaders, palace masters, and commanders living in the house...

Almost at the same time, countless upper gods on both sides of the galaxy looked in the direction of the galaxy channel.

The two channels of the galaxy were all emitting colorful light, which rushed into the sky and stirred up the vibration of the space above.

At this moment, the two channels of the galaxy were more eye-catching than ever before.

The decisive battle finally began.

According to the rules of the plane war, at the last moment of a thousand years, the galaxy channel will burst into colorful light, causing the world to shake, which is also the signal for the beginning of the decisive battle.

Legend has it that this scene was created by the main god, and there are also legends that this scene is the rule of the Supreme God.

But no matter which one is right, accompanied by the colorful light rising into the sky, this crucial ten-game winning streak decisive battle began just like this.

"Kill!"

There was no unified dispatch, and there was no hesitation. The roar that rose to the sky sounded instantly.

The soldiers on both sides of the million-mile galaxy channel all rushed to the sky, and the dense figures covered the sky and killed towards the opposite side along the galaxy channel.

The army of the other camp also did not hesitate and killed towards the opposite side along the galaxy channel. The bloody and flesh-grinding killing began, and it was another Shura battlefield that looked like hell on earth.

The dreamlike galaxy, with dazzling colorful light emanating from both channels, looks so dreamlike. But under such beautiful scenery, there is a terrible murderous intention hidden.

Above the galaxy channel, and even on the surface of the galaxy, there are a large number of soldiers, with thousands of soldiers as units, collectively attacking the material, or collectively attacking the soul, taking turns to vent their strongest attacks on the opposite side.

The decisive battle begins at this moment. The dreamlike galaxy battlefield emits dazzling colorful light. The two armies of heaven and hell, countless upper gods form an army, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, each forming a formation or rushing alone, fighting in various places on the battlefield.

The plane battlefield, the main god game opened up by the rules of heaven and earth to consume too many gods, countless gods enter the game for the main artifacts, the power of the main gods and other treasures, join this crazy battlefield, and become crazy in this final decisive battle.

One after another, the god-level torrents collided and fought fiercely, and there were endless soldiers and crazy commanders behind them.

This was a grinding wheel of flesh and blood, a crazy meat grinder, and one after another, the upper gods died in battle, were crushed into pieces, and no bones were left.

In the melee, it was impossible for thousands of people to act in unison, and they could only rely on the command of divine consciousness to let the teams of hundreds of people act together.

"Soul attack! Target, 30 meters ahead."

"Material defense, resist their offensive."

"Long-range attack, use all the God-killing Crossbows."

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Many ordinary upper gods formed their own formations, releasing offensive or defensive attacks, while many of the palace masters and commander-level strongmen broke into the army alone to harvest and kill.

The Supreme Plane and the Main God Plane have experienced countless billions of years of development, and have accumulated countless strongmen. The number of upper gods is even more unclear. If it were in the outside world, a palace master-level existence wanted to kill upper gods, let alone a mere hundred, even a thousand or ten thousand, they could kill them at will.

However, slaughtering ordinary upper gods is not very beneficial to the palace lords and commanders.

But in this plane battlefield, one hundred white badges of upper god soldiers can be exchanged for a drop of main god power, which is naturally a crazy benefit. Many palace lords, who are proud of their extraordinary strength, choose to enter the army alone to harvest.

A dark and mysterious strongman with evil fluctuations all over his body turned into a black hole, and white badges and black badges fell one by one. Some strong men who were bloodthirsty did not care whether they were on their side or not, and attacked indiscriminately.

Some soldiers who survived the attack didn't care about the life and death just now. They grabbed more than ten or twenty soldier badges with one wave, and then fled without looking back.

In this crazy killing, it is indeed the fastest way to earn military merits, and it is also the craziest and most dangerous battlefield. However, for ordinary upper gods, as long as they can gather enough military merits of one drop of the main god's power, it is a huge benefit.

The power of the main god is just the daily power for the main god.

But for any god-level below the main god, it is a treasure that can be used to temper the body, enlighten the way, and fight. Only one drop is enough to let the five-star demon kill the seven-star demon. It is a treasure that the Purgatory Shura desires.

Badges are constantly falling everywhere on the battlefield. Every badge that falls represents the death of one person, and also represents enviable benefits.

The galaxy channel is stained with blood everywhere. In the torrent of melee, some strong men among the house lords and commanders are like fish in water, but there are also some unlucky guys who are too prominent and are besieged to death.

On a battlefield where thousands of soldiers gathered, more than a thousand soldiers collectively launched a one-time soul attack, and some of them even used their innate magical powers.

A figure who was killing wantonly dodged very quickly the first time, but was still hit by hundreds of people's tricks. The figure suddenly stagnated, and then thousands of people attacked again. The mansion master turned into ashes on the spot, and some soldiers next to him also suffered an unexpected disaster.

A godhead, a space ring, and a commander-level badge fell down.

The mansion master and the commander killed ordinary upper gods like cutting melons and vegetables, but there were also seven-star demon-level strongmen among these soldiers. They were too prominent and provoked too many opponents, and eventually they destroyed themselves.