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Chapter 838: Kane’s Sorrow (3)

A golden ball of light lit up at the impact point.

It expanded instantly, accompanied by flashes of thunder, then collapsed towards the middle, and then suddenly exploded. It was only then that the orcs on the fortress heard the violent roar of countless thunders superimposed on each other, like a thunder god.

The hammer slammed into their minds.

"Yes, is the ancestor appearing?"

The lightning stings hurt their eyes, but some orcs still try their best to see who is the one who comes to fight the old clone in the critical moment.

"No..." The orc veteran, who could barely stand still in the shock wave with his long sword, muttered to himself: "That's not the spirit of the ancestors... that's... God!"

Kakakakakaka——

From the high sky, streaks of golden thunder fell from the sky, turning into countless chains and spreading toward the place of battle, binding the terrifying monster. In the blurry thunder light, a girl with thunder wings on her back could be vaguely seen.

, she held a red-gold thunder in her hand, which condensed into the shape of a sword.

The struggle to face the incarnation of Ghatanothoa.

The white harrier with the lightning in its eyes just took a step forward, swung out a knife, "Stab-", the golden thunder knife flashed for a moment, the Dragon's Back Canyon shook, dust stirred up the mist, flying sand and rocks, strong winds, and collapsed mountains

and the broken rock formations caused earthquakes, and Gatanothoa's incarnation was left with a knife wound that penetrated the body. Thunder continued at the knife edge, and lightning flashed. Behind it, a golden knife mark penetrated the Dragon's Back Mountains towards the north.

Spreading until the end of the sky.

However, this knife was not enough to kill Gatanothoa.

He raised his head and roared, and the big mouth that was torn apart by thunder was inlaid with densely packed small mouthparts, like the shells growing in the bilge of the ship, overlapping and crowded together, they emitted extremely spiritual pollution as he roared

The sound waves of sex.

Sound waves are extremely penetrating.

Even though they were thousands of meters away, it still affected the orc army on the Dragon Spine Fortress. Almost at the same moment, countless orcs who had been lightly contaminated immediately covered their heads and knelt on the ground, letting out painful wails, and the muscles on their bodies squirmed and opened their mouths.

, a bunch of granules protrude from the inside, and you can vaguely see an eyeball turning "tickly" in the mouth.

"Kill the fallen!!"

Almost at the same moment when the change occurred.

The remaining orc commanders immediately issued orders.

The Boiling Blood Legion could no longer withstand any hardships, so they were highly focused. Once something happened, they would react immediately to minimize the losses. But even if they reacted quickly, more than two thousand orcs still died in front of their deformed companions.

In his hands, the walls of the Dragon Spine Fortress were filled with blood. Counting the deformed orcs, just one roar of the old incarnation cost the Boiling Blood Legion more than 3,000 orc brothers.

"Damn! Damn it!"

Grossol's adjutant, Ograma Boiling Blood, punched the city wall with a painful fist, looking at the old relatives gathered under the city wall, his eyes burning with the fire of hatred.

"Sir, do we need to retreat?

If the Evil God howls twice more, the Boiling Blood Legion will be completely doomed!"

Upon hearing this, Ograma glared at the orc who spoke, pulled out the sharp ax from his waist and put it on the other's neck: "Retreat? Where to retreat? Abandon the fortress and enter the Dragon's Back Canyon? Or roll back to the royal court in despair? Blood boils.

This legion belongs to the Royal Court. If we retreat, it will be the Royal Court and our tribe that will suffer!!"

"But, the Boiling Blood Legion is Lord Grossol's hard work..."

The orc knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"We are not afraid of death, but we are afraid that in the future no orcs will be able to remember the boiling blood and the glory of Lord Grossol!"

"Grossall doesn't care about this glory.

Boiling Blood doesn’t care whether he is remembered by others!”

Ograma pulled the orc up from the ground, punched him in the thick chest, pointed at the city wall and shouted: "Soldier, pick up your weapons, put away your tears, there are no cowards in boiling blood, Grosso

Your leader is watching us in the spirit of the ancestors!"

Look in the direction of your finger.

I saw countless worms already attacking the city wall.

But at this time, the White Harrier, who was at the center of the sound wave, was not affected in any way, and did not even blink. This scene undoubtedly made the incarnation of Gatanothoa dumbfounded, and his plump body froze in place for a moment.

This is a demigod in front of me.

And his incarnation is also a demigod. It stands to reason that his pollution is enough to threaten this god, so it should not have any impact.

However, at this moment when he was stunned.

White Harrier moved, and the thunder knife in her hand surged with lightning and turned into a thunder gun in an instant. The thunder gun upwards connected with the thunder in the sky, and downwards pointed at the incarnation of Gatan Nothoa, followed by an angry shout.

, the atmosphere exploded, the speed of sound was easily broken, and it stabbed towards the incarnation of Ghatanothoa with unparalleled momentum.

The tip of the gun has not yet reached, countless thunder snakes have been shot out from the gun body, pouring into Gatanothoa's mouth, blasting the ring-shaped mouthparts and rotating eyes into pieces, burning them to ashes, and even

Even the plasma cannot exist for a moment, everything turns into nothingness.

Gatanothoa reacted and struggled wildly with his fat body. His whole body turned red like lava, exuding ultra-high temperature and burning the surrounding area into a vacuum, in an attempt to drive the White Harrier away.

Kakaka——

The thunder chains broke.

The thunder spear came in an instant.

Infinite divine brilliance flashed on the gun body, and it fiercely penetrated Gatanothoa's body.

"discipline--!"

"Supreme Thunder Punishment!!"

The sound seemed to come from the highest dome.

The terrifying divine oppression silenced the entire world.

The thunder gun embedded in Ghatanothoa's body was like a mark and an anchor point. The next second, the rules of the entire world were instantly mobilized to completely lock Ghatanothoa's incarnation.

boom--

The sky collapsed, revealing a dark gap.

Thousands of miles in radius are enveloped by a black hole.

Then the thunder flashed in the black hole, and the thunder pool was like a sea, sloping down, and the world was eclipsed. There was only endless golden light, with the ultimate power of destruction and punishment, and all the filth was purified into fly ash in the violent thunder and lightning!!

"This is Kane."

White Harrier stood in the giant pit with cold eyes. He leaned over to pick up the source of chaos on the ground. Then a pair of thunder wings behind him soared into the sky, flew towards the north, and gradually disappeared at the end of the skyline.

On the fortress of Dragon's Back Canyon.

The orcs kneeling on the ground recovered from the power of the world.

They stood up and looked into the distance.

It was discovered that except for the Dragon's Back Fortress, everything around had been turned into charred black.

Inside and outside Dragon's Back Fortress, the vegetation has disappeared, the bottom layer has sunk dozens of meters, and the ground is covered with large and small deep pits, with thunder and fire burning in them.

In the distance, the incarnation of Gatanothoa has long been purified, and those old relatives have disappeared.
Chapter completed!
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