Chapter 396: Falling
Under the Glory Pan, on the ground in Shangcheng District, Xia Chengfei and Li Zhichun were facing each other face to face.
The color change of the world has become the norm, and it seems that it is hard to be surprised by anything again.
This was the first time for Xia Chengfei, one of the few Judgment Archbishops in the history of Yuhui Cult who had much combat experience, to experience such a scene.
Only this time, the new power involved was too powerful, and he couldn't help but raise his head with a frown.
"Spear of Rot?"
He whispered to himself.
Normally, this would have been a major event that affected the nerves and defenses of the entire Sunset Cult, but this time it was slightly different.
The opponent is Touch of the Ancient God.
This is a major event that the main gods have specifically emphasized, requiring one of the five gods to take charge, and all forces putting aside their prejudices against ourselves and enemies to go all out.
boom!
There were bursts of thunder above the head, and the Spear of Rot loomed, as if it was charging for the final time.
It carries more and more terrifying power, and even the Disk of Glory seems to be trembling with its majesty.
boom!
Finally, the spear of decay, like an unsheathed sword, crossed the sky and fell from the sky, with surging power coming.
The color of the sky and the earth changed, and the sky seemed to be broken into pieces at this moment. It falls from the sky like a meteorite and can pierce everything on its path.
Wherever the tip of the spear points, there is nothingness.
The Disk of Glory began to squirm unabashedly, with tentacles sprouting from all directions, rippling toward the surroundings like a rowing boat.
boom!
The rotten spear that seemed to be able to penetrate the heaven and earth finally smashed down from the sky like an arrow that was taken off its string.
It was unstoppable and went straight down at full speed, crossing the disc of light that gave way, but did not bypass the half-illusory ark of promise further below.
Just like that, it passed directly through.
boom!
Terrifying air waves erupted during the collision between the two, and the terrifying power comparable to the self-explosion of a stitched doll poured out, surging in all directions, shattering nearly half of the high-rise buildings in the upper city in an instant.
The Ark of Promise had clearly not yet fully arrived, but it was penetrated entirely, and half of its light was extinguished.
The sky was filled with the aftermath of uncontrolled spiritual energy. The Ark of Promise completely lost control and fell towards the ground.
It was like a plane hit by a missile, burning with flames, and falling down.
boom!
Ye Lan, who was already rushing towards the Disk of Glory with all his strength, could clearly see the scene above his head. He was almost completely frozen. He could only grit his teeth and tighten the accelerator.
We can only go faster, faster!
Xia Chengfei was also stunned, staring blankly at the scene that looked like the sky was falling.
The Fall of the Ark of Promise.
Finally, he came to his senses and gritted his teeth.
"rot--!!"
The light all over his body disappeared and he grabbed the communicator.
"The Ark of Promise will be withdrawn immediately! Stop pulling toward the beacon immediately!"
Soon, a reply came from inside.
"It can't be done! The positioning ability is destroyed! Promise Ark is insane and pollution is spreading uncontrollably! We need time! Time..."
"I'll do it!" Xia Chengfei gritted his teeth and his whole body glowed with brilliant golden light.
Then, it actually simulated the breath of the Promised Ark!
Having completely penetrated the Ark of Promise, the Spear of Decay was originally stagnant in mid-air. Suddenly, another powerful aura came. It seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then erupted into a harsh sound of breaking through the air again. It slammed down on Xia Chengfei in mid-air!
"How dare you try to kill him!!"
Yelan finally rushed to an infinitely close distance, and the spiritual energy in his body vibrated to the sound, which spread thousands of meters away.
The vast sound echoed layer by layer, and the Rotting Spear really paused. But I don’t know if He plans to change his goal, but it’s already a little too late!
At the last moment, it adjusted its position slightly and aimed at Li Zhichun.
The ferocious spear thrust down, first passing through Xia Chengfei at a position slightly offset from his heart, and then passed through Li Zhichun all the way, finally piercing the two people into a string and nailing them to the ground.
The moment Li Zhichun was penetrated, the entire dynasty shook more violently than the Promised Ark, and then shattered to the ground like shards of glass.
"Grass!"
Ye Lan finally flew over, jumped off the Divine Drive, and rushed over with long strides.
"Be careful, meow! The condition of the Rotting Spear is not quite right, meow!"
Needless to say?
Yelan's face was as dark as water, and he rushed over with murderous intent in his eyes.
But before he could get close, another terrifying force gathered above his head at some point, and then a surging force came from it.
Ye Lan raised his head, and another huge spear had condensed directly below the disk of glory.
The spear was covered with tentacles all over its body, exuding an aura that was not inferior to the blow of the Rotting Spear, and even more strange and chilling.
Yelan looked at the dying Ark of Promise, urgently adjusted its direction, jumped up, stepped on the half-empty and half-real Ark of Promise, adjusted its direction again, rose up bravely, and faced the strange spear!
"Wake up! Let's go!"
Yelan's roar finally restored the Ark of Promise's sanity. It used its last strength, and its whole body became more and more illusory, slowly fading into the night sky of Glory City.
The strange spear that descended from the Disk of Glory finally came down. Ye Lan stretched out his hand and grabbed the edge of the spear head-on.
Although grabbing a spear with your hands may sound silly, it is the most effective and convenient way.
The game between him and the Touch of the Ancient God is usually a game of psychic energy.
In addition to directly catching it, how else can it ensure that the target is locked on itself?
Even thirty years ago, the most effective plan designed by the Touch of the Ancient God was to stab itself with a strange dagger.
Then, he started a game that he thought he would win.
Puff!
Ye Lan and the power of the Touch of the Ancient God were completely connected, and he spit out a large mouthful of blood.
"Thank you...thank you for saving me, boss!"
Ye Lan seemed to hear the last voice of the Promise Ark vaguely in his ears. When he looked back, the figure of the Promise Ark had completely dissipated and left the Glory City.
Whoosh!
The tentacle spear hit and hit, and the backlash made the Glory Disk shaky a little. As the Glory Disk stopped transmitting power, it turned into nothingness bit by bit.
Ye Lan ignored it and turned his head suddenly, but the Spear of Decay had already disappeared at this time.
After grinding his teeth, Ye Lan fell to the ground and spat out another mouthful of blood. Without saying anything, he quickly came to Xia Chengfei's side.
After checking the injury, Ye Lan's emotions were very complicated. He was relieved, but frowned a little deeper.
The last blow of the Spear of Decay deviated from his heart, but it didn't deviate much.
After all, he was a mortal body, and his whole body was being spread by the most pure and blazing decayed air. This power had penetrated into the heart, and his whole body was emitting black air and decayed breath. The situation was extremely worrying.
After taking a deep breath, Ye Lan grabbed the walkie-talkie again and called Lin Jiao.
"The frequency band does not exist."
'The frequency band does not exist. '
Closing his eyes, Ye Lan called the public frequency band of the Rotten God Cult again.
"No signal on the frequency band."
'No signal on the frequency band. '
Didi!
In this extremely depressing atmosphere, Ye Lan's communicator rang automatically.
Ye Lan lowered his head and took a look. It was not Lin Jiao.
But it was the communication that he didn't know what to say at this moment.
Xia Qingyu.