Lei Mian, who was slightly hidden in the dark clouds and mist in the sky, echoed in the sky amidst the rumbling noises: "Holy God, you really can't help meddling in this nosy business."
"You invaded my territory and hurt my people. You are ambitious, and everyone knows it. If I can tolerate you, it will be unacceptable."
The Holy Spirit floated into the air while speaking, and the white light flashed, making people unable to look directly at it safely. Witt only felt as if he saw the giant face of the Holy God appearing, and the divine form that looked at all living beings stood proudly, not weaker than Thor God's awe, The two gods formed a confrontation.
"Holy God, your vision is really narrow, why can't you learn from that primordial spirit? After seeing through the hypocrisy of this world, seeing through the fate of being manipulated by others, and being disillusioned with this world, you chose to be silent."
"Since you are not silent, why should I choose the path chosen by the primordial spirit? We are all creator gods, and there is no distinction between who is higher and who is lower. We demarcate the land as a boundary and work together to maintain the balance of this world. Now, you Dare to cross the border, try to invade my territory, disrupt the balance of this world, and lead the world to the road of destruction, of course I will not sit still."
"Stupid! Don't you understand that I'm not destroying the world, but saving it! Yes, I'm saving the world! ——As creator gods, we've been just puppets, I'm fed up with this, we were originally Should be in control..."
"Everything has its own destiny, and we should accept our own arrangements." The Holy Spirit interrupted, "There is no reason to say where our name of Creator God comes from. Creator God, that is just meaningless What is more important is our duty and responsibility. Maintaining the continuity and peace of this brave continent is the foundation of our existence. Raytheon, forgetting the reason for his existence is the beginning of destruction. All of this is destined to be A tragedy, however, I must not allow this world to perish because of your stupidity and be buried with you."
Thunder God sneered unknowingly when he heard this, and with the purple-black miasma filling the world, the world became a bit colder.
The Holy Spirit didn't say any more, and with a wave of his hand, he turned the shining long knife into a staff. Countless balls of light danced around the staff, and flew towards the deep sky of Thor's purple face in an instant. Following that, the Holy Spirit moved, and merged with the attacking ball of light, turning into a white light, and flying into the air.
From then on, the thunder and rumble in the sky became even worse. Everyone knew that the two creator gods should have started a showdown, and had no time to take care of the remaining six-headed dragons. So everyone fought on their own, and fought with the dragon again.
Without the blue-eyed leader who mainly harassed the dragon, the battle with the evil dragon was naturally easier, but the battle was still stalemate for a while, until everyone reached a consensus. The Mo five concentrated their firepower on the white-eyed dragon head with the ability to heal spells...
This kind of battle lasted for three hours before the results were seen. Both eyes of the white-eyed dragon head were destroyed, showing a dying state. It seemed that everyone joined forces and offered three or four lore kills to silence him... Suddenly, The red, black, yellow, and purple dragon heads ignored the onslaught of the prophets and formed two square formations to protect the white-eyed dragon head for only 5 seconds. It turned out to be a healing spell, and it was alive and well again, without any wounds. .
One move back to "before liberation", Nolan's unhappiness is obvious—
"It takes such a short time to restore magic with one move... This white-eyed dragon head is really annoying!" Nolan flew back to the ground, clenched his staff tightly and slammed it hard, and couldn't help stamping his feet a few more times.
"Now I know how powerful the pastor is...and annoying." The mad dog answered Nolan's words after snorting, and from that tone, he knew that he was not in a good mood at the moment.
"Didn't the Seven Prophets kill this seven-headed stupid dragon a hundred thousand years ago? Today we have so many people, it should be easier than last time..." Nolan frowned and continued to mutter.
"This time, the power of the seven-headed dragon has greatly increased after being resurrected. It can be said that it has become more than doubled." Estier landed next to Nolan and answered her doubts, "The reason for this is probably that it Received the blessing of Thor, I don't know what method he used."
"I didn't expect there to be something you, Estier, didn't know about." Claire then fell down and sighed, "It seems that this battle is not only bitter but also long, maybe even ten days and a half months won't tell the difference."
"What?!" Nolan jumped up in shock when he heard this time.
Xu Mo, Qingkong, and Witt frowned unknowingly when they heard this, and even Zuo Ci, who was expressionless, also lowered his face.
However, Estier rolled her eyes, but she didn't feel the corners of her mouth twitch, and her smile moved: "This battle is difficult, but when the Holy Spirit appeared to save the field, I knew that variables were coming, and the winning rate would be blessed. Maybe again Persevere, maybe until we break through our own difficulties and limits, we will wait for the next turning point."
"What do you mean?" Xu Mo couldn't help asking, "Can the prophet speak more clearly?"
"Do your best and obey the sky." Estier only said this, and then dodged into the air to cast a spell, and returned to the fighting state.
Everyone quickly caught up with the rhythm as soon as they saw it, and the scuffle continued. At this time, Zuo Ci came to Witt who was standing in the distance, grabbed him, pulled him to the place where Xu Mo, Nolan and Qing Kong gathered, gathered the five of them together, and said—"The white-eyed dragon head must be removed."
Xu Mo immediately nodded in agreement: "It seems that even if there is a trace of blood left on this dragon head, it will recover instantly. There are only two ways I can think of. One is to see if there is anyone on our side who can interrupt the spellcasting and will be silent." Drop its recovery magic, leaving enough time to destroy it; the second is, is there any way for us to smash it into ashes in one go, without even leaving a second of recovery time, just like the Holy Spirit killed the previous dragon head Like that."