Youlong seemed not to have heard what Zeus said.
At this moment, his heart became calmer.
Calm, without sadness or joy.
For some reason, facing such a powerful and almost immortal Michael, You Long felt a sense of confidence in his heart.
I am confident that this blow can kill Michael.
He didn't know where this confidence came from, but he still chose to believe it.
The pair of wings of different colors behind him seemed to grow a few times larger, and then flapped.
You Long's body flew up like this, but the spear in his hand no longer had any power of ice and fire. In some cases, there is only the milky white halo, which seems to cover the entire gun body layer by layer.
The power of the word "Ba" is reflected in this unparalleled dominance.
Even though You Long had practiced for a long time, when the power of the Law of Tyrannical Character was fully exerted, the power of ice and fire could not penetrate at all. This is the arrogance of a tyrant, and there is no qualification to stand side by side with it.
The so-called unparalleled means that there is no one who can compete side by side.
Overlord, unparalleled.
The Han Yan Gong is responsible for amplifying the body, and the skills in the Rules of Tyranny and the Rules of the Game are combined into one, and then thrust out with the Tyrant Spear that turns thousands of spear techniques into one spear.
This will be Youlong's strongest blow.
Even Zeus, Ye Cheng and Hermeti, who were not enemies, changed their expressions drastically. The laws in their bodies were like candles standing in the strong wind, almost extinguished by the wind, leaving only a few sparks.
A shot from the air.
Accurately hit Michael's body.
"Hahahaha! So happy! So happy!"
Feeling the feeling of his body being torn apart by the Tyrant Law, Michael cried out in pain. If he died like this, he would probably lose all feeling in an instant. But the Law of Hatred didn't care about this, and worked hard to patch up his wounds.
However, You Long, who was holding the cold flame spear and very close to Michael, remained expressionless.
The milky white light of the Law of Tyrannical Character became stronger and stronger, lighting up like a sun!
"Ahhhhhhhhh!" Michael made a heartbreaking voice. The milky white light could cover everything, but it could not block Michael's terrifying scream!
When the white light dissipated, only Youlong was left standing alone with a gun, with the Demon King's cloak behind him blowing like a blood cloud.
But Michael was never seen again.
… …
"Forward! Forward!" Poseidon was covered in blood, and his aqua blue robe was now covered in blood. His calmness could no longer be maintained. In ancient times, there was a very old saying: War is the fastest way to turn a boy into a man.
Of course, some people think that sex between men and women is the fastest way.
But it is undeniable that war is an extremely cruel thing.
Every minute and every second, I saw my comrades dying around me.
Poseidon saw with his own eyes a female mage who came to him with a blushing face a few days ago to ask for advice on the mage's skills. And just now, a protoss attacked her from high altitude and tore her into pieces.
He was exhausted now, but he didn't stop.
Wan Erhao's death, January Night's death, Ying's death, and the death of Mr. and Mrs. Li all made this war impossible to turn around. Although Hermeti had high hopes, she wanted to use two second-rate masters of law, You Long and Zeus, to sneak into the White Tower and kill Michael, ending the war as soon as possible.
But Michael understood the almost immortal law of hate, so the war had to continue ruthlessly.
Every moment, regardless of the three races of humans, gods and demons, lives are constantly dying.
The entire White City was no longer white. The white clouds that were somehow as solid as the ground were now covered in blood, and the entire city became a bloody city.
After Gabriel and Wan Erhao died together, the gods no longer had the power to resist.
The prairie fire on the human race seemed to be burning even more vigorously. It was like a real prairie fire, burning towards the territory of Baicheng, the god race, from all directions.
Suddenly, a burst of snow-white brilliance lit up on the top of the towering white tower in the center of the White City.
The brilliance seemed gentle, but it was intimidating.
That kind of domineering aura that looks down on all directions.
Almost at that moment, friends who were familiar with You Long felt that this was definitely caused by You Long.
And even though we are so far apart, we can still feel this palpitation. If we are so close...
"Tsk!" Feng Qiu spit out a tooth and blood, and went back to back with his wife Shen Qinghua: "Has that guy You Long finally been solved?"
And as the white light flashed, the expressionless but wolf-like protoss stopped in place instantly. Some people and demon warriors were unable to retreat and continued to attack. But even if the attack continues, the Gods are still frozen in place.
Some maintained their attacking movements, some still flapped their wings, but remained motionless in the air, and some actually activated the laws, but the laws also dissipated in the air instantly.
The entire battlefield fell into a strange atmosphere.
"What's going on?" the grumpy Fire Demon King Xiao Ha roared.
But Zi Mei, who was among the demon clan, had her eyes flashing: "It's very similar to... Crash?"
It's very funny that a demon clan uses such a term that is specific to online games. But there is no other word that is more suitable to describe the situation at hand.
Yes.
Just like tens of thousands of the gods collectively panicking, even if the attacks of the human and demon tribes continued, the gods would not move.
… …
The top of the White Tower.
Almeti suddenly took a breath, and countless consciousnesses poured into her head like a vast ocean. She is no stranger to this. Because four years ago, she had always lived like this. As the royal family of the Gods, they have the authority to directly control all the Gods.
But this authority also has high and low levels.
Michael is currently the one with the highest authority among the gods.
So when Michael came out of the Ten Thousand Souls Formation, his original authority, Almeti, was kicked out and lost control. Only then did tens of millions of Gods spread their wings and follow Michael back to the White City of the Gods that day. That scene.
But now, this authority has returned to her hands again.
And this also proves that Michael is dead.
Almost instantly, Almeti gave her first order to regain control of the Gods—to escape.
So outside, after about ten seconds, there was a collective crash. All the gods immediately fluttered their wings and flew into the air. Even if they were attacked by some chasing humans and demons, they ignored them and just flew to the sky with their heads. As Almeti had discussed with Youlong, Zeus and others before, Almeti had no intention of destroying the world at all.
Her lover is Ye Cheng of the human race. She only thinks the world is infinitely beautiful, so how can she want to destroy it
Now she just wants one more member of her tribe to live.
… …
When they saw all the gods flying to the sky together, both the human and demon races were startled.
But those who knew about the agreement between the high-level officials and Hermeti also issued orders to their subordinates through the channel - no pursuit was allowed.
But now that control has been relinquished from Michael's hands, it means the war is over.
Feng Qiu couldn't bear it any longer, raised the cold drink knife in his hand and roared: "We are victorious!!"
"yeah!!!!!"
Countless soldiers cheered, some hugged each other and cried, and some bowed their heads and cried holding the bodies of their comrades who were still alive! And those masters who were trying to block the elders of the God Clan were sitting on the ground dissatisfied, not caring about the blood.
The feeling of being extremely tense and then relaxed made them almost fall asleep.
The war is finally over.