The next moment, Platini made an amazing move.
He suddenly inserted the [Twilight of the Gods] scepter in his hand towards his body, and the sharp end of the scepter was inserted into his chest in an instant, the golden blood containing terrifying power was unstoppable The ground spewed out like a spring.
Fei was startled, and thought to himself, could this guy be so angry that he wanted to kill himself because he couldn't beat him
But at this moment, an indescribably strange aura, like a black-red mist, unstoppably emerged from the [Twilight of the Gods] scepter.
This aura is different from the majestic, luxurious, and unquestionably supreme aura emanating from the [Creation Scepter], but it is full of a dark, gray, killing, plundering...full of all negative emotions, But it has also reached a level of strength that almost surpasses the power of the god king, and it is almost comparable to the aura of the [creation scepter].
"What's going on? Platini is the god-king who cultivates the holy power, and the [Twilight of the Gods] scepter is also a sacred object of the Holy See. How can the combination of the two erupt such an evil breath?"
Fei Fei was surprised.
It's just that at this time, he can't think too much about it. Either you die or you're in trouble. Fei can only spare no effort to activate the [Creation Scepter] with all his strength, arouse even more powerful power, and fight for the 12-minute time limit. Before the on-line arrives, completely kill Platini.
However, the black-red evil aura seemed to be fermenting, growing stronger and stronger, faintly able to resist the trend of the [Creation Scepter].
Maradona also showed a dignified look on his face. The cigar had been thrown aside by him. For the first time, there was a look of hesitation on his face, as if he was thinking about whether to make a move.
And the Valkyrie Elena couldn't intervene at all at this time.
Both Sun Fei and Platini unleashed power far beyond the realm of the god-king.
At this moment, she could only use all her strength to protect herself.
"Hahaha, you can't do anything to me...you still can't do anything to me."
Platini laughed crazily: "You forced me to do all of this. With the [Twilight of the Gods] scepter, although I lost my soul, I gained eternal life, Alexander, you will definitely regret forcing me At this level, it won’t be long before Alexander Pato’s today is your end…”
Some information was revealed in his words.
Obviously, the [Twilight of the Gods] scepter is not simply a symbol of strength, nor is it a simple artifact. It also hides another important face and identity...
Fei secretly groaned in his heart.
I scolded the person next door, this kind of giant-level figure really has a hidden trump card, this kind of situation is really too fucked.
I didn't expect things to evolve to this extent.
It seems that I want to win Platini today, but it is a bit hanging.
But at this time, a sudden change that no one expected occurred suddenly.
The [Twilight of the Gods] scepter, which was almost completely submerged in Platini's body, suddenly seemed to be summoned by some mysterious force, and trembled abruptly. In his expression, he was gradually 'pulled' out of his body by an invisible force.
And the red and black mist that was strong enough to fight against the [Creation Scepter] gradually disappeared, and the evil power protecting Platini became powerless and began to scatter.
"No... why is this... no!"
Platini roared wildly.
He struggled in vain, desperately trying to grab the rod with both hands, but he was powerless to retrieve anything.
In a blink of an eye, the golden scepter was completely pulled out of his body, suspended in the sky above Platini, and then trembled suddenly, with a sound of '咻', it turned into a golden streamer, and it was an instant It shattered the green prison of light constructed by the power of the remaining law of the Goblin Lord God, broke through the air, and disappeared.
Losing the [Twilight of the Gods] scepter, Platini's power instantly fell back to its original level.
Except for the bowl-like blood hole in his chest, he could no longer resist Fei's strength, and the fine analysis like spider webs split apart again on his body, and bright red blood flowed out from the gap, turning into a huge hole in the blink of an eye. became a blood man...
"Damn it, Sepp Blatter, you old fellow, the devil... so you've been scheming me behind my back, and I've been fooled!"
Platini seemed to understand something.
He burned the last strength in his body, turned into a stream of light, roared and flew out, trying to escape from the gap in the green prison of light that was shattered by the [Twilight of the Gods] scepter before.
However, how could Sun Fei let him do what he wanted.
With a wave of the [Creation Scepter] in his hand, a terrifying silver aura gushed out, and with just a light touch, Platini yelled, lost all his strength, fell from the sky, and exploded with a bang became blood foam...
A dazzling golden pure flame, containing strong mental fluctuations, escaped from the blood foam.
This is Platini's original strength.
For an existence at the level of a god king, even if the body is turned into powder, as long as the original power is preserved, the will can be immortal, and there is still hope of resurrection.
But in this state, it is extremely fragile, unable to display any supernatural powers.
Fei stretched out his hand and pointed, and a chain of gold and silver two-color sword energy flew out, and turned into countless fine and dense chains, binding and imprisoning this pure golden flame.
"No, you can't do this to me..."
Among the bound light clusters, Platini's terrified mental fluctuations came out.
Fei took the light group into his palm.
Looking at the twelve statues in the distance who fell into a state of silence because Platini's body was destroyed, the motionless [God Warrior], especially seeing Pato's bloodless but lifelike face Fei couldn't hide the murderous intent in his heart, and said with a sneer, "Why can't I treat you like this? A scum like you, do you still want to live on?"
"No... no, listen to me, I can tell you everything I know, I can tell you the secrets and manipulation methods of this goblin god, tell you the way to control the goblin, and tell you everything about the Holy See You and I… "
At this moment, Platini was completely in a state of collapse.
He is no longer the acting pope who controls the life and death of all people from above, and is no longer the person in power standing at the top of the continent. He is like a dog, begging bitterly, just to survive.
His performance was not even as good as that of an ordinary priest.
He made a very tempting price tag.
"As long as you don't kill me, and you promise not to kill me, I will tell you everything, and even I can work for you..."
He begged bitterly: "The continent of Azeroth is facing a disaster. You can never imagine what is happening on this plane. I can tell you everything..."