"This is!?" The smile on Nadia's face froze, and she wanted to jump up, but she couldn't move her body at all.
Boom! !
The giant hand held her tightly, and there was a crisp sound, a lot of water and soil splashed, and it was impossible to see anything clearly for a while.
In the heavy rain, on the other side of the black ashes grass, Garen stood up again from the chaotic dragon shadow of the explosion.
There was a thumb-sized blood hole between his eyebrows, and traces of blood were continuously flowing out from it.
Stretching out his hand to touch the wound between his eyebrows, Garen licked his somewhat dry lips.
"Nadia, it really is you...the one who can tear apart the primer of my soul, the one who set up this ambush."
Amidst the huge rumbling sound, the huge and ferocious body of the Buddha mother slowly arched from the ground.
This is a giant with a height of hundreds of meters. From a distance, it looks like a black clay monster with three heads and six arms, like Nezha in Chinese mythology. The three heads express three emotions of joy, anger, and sorrow, and the six arms hold six different weapons: water bottles, long sticks, daggers, ribbons, battle axes, and rings.
Among them, the mouth of the water bottle is now facing Nadia's position, releasing a huge suction force like a black hole. This is also the root cause of Nadia being fixed at a distance and unable to move.
Buddha Mother, this terrifying killing machine from an unknown civilization, even the original Garen had never really collided with him head-on. Only then take the initiative to surrender.
In fact, even Jia Long had never seen the true power of the Buddha Mother.
The clay giant with a height of hundreds of meters stood under the thunderstorm night sky. Lightning flashed across its head, and the thunder was rolling, like a strange demon god in the dark night, extremely terrifying.
At this time, the Buddha mother tightly clenched one palm, holding Nadia firmly in the center. The weapon ribbon that this palm originally held was automatically floating around it as a tool for automatic protection.
Garen was standing on the right shoulder of the Buddha's mother, quietly overlooking everything in the heavy rain below.
Bloodline dead disciples are nothing to him at all, even if Mengge gathered the strength of the other three dead disciples, he was barely on par with Pale, and had little effect on him, maybe he was careless in the first star, But if he is now in the heyday of the fifth star, no one can stop him, even if it is just a punch.
"Nadia, how did you come into this world?" Gallon's eyes moved to the palm of the Buddha's mother's clenched hand.
Ow! !
With a snort, the Buddha's mother howled miserably, and a big hole was pierced through the back of her palm, and a black shadow flew out of it, floating quietly in midair, exactly the same height as Garen.
The black shadow stopped moving and revealed its face. It was Nadia who had just been attacked by the Buddha's mother. At this moment, her complexion was even paler, and traces of blood were faintly flowing down her white right arm.
"Can actually hurt me?" Nadia licked her lips. He is not a projection now, but the real body. Looking at the huge body of the Buddha Mother, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes. "I really don't know where you found this old antique, but it's still usable."
Boom!
Thunder and lightning flashed, and white light instantly illuminated the two of them.
The dead disciples below re-dispersed and returned to their original individual form, looking at Garon and Nadia in the sky one by one weakly. Cautiously retreated to a barely safe place. Looking at the huge Buddha Mother in the open space, several people felt a little speechless, and felt a sense of powerlessness in their hearts.
"Is this the real trump card of Holy Fist Palace? It's a big loss this time!" The only female dead disciple murmured in a low voice, staring at the huge black shadow giant, suddenly feeling like watching a Transformers movie.
"Even the final state of the holy law can't kill him. This Garen... can't be regarded as a human anymore..." Hongyue said in a low voice, looking extremely weak. The consumables of magic were supplied to Meng Ge to fight, but even so, they were still blown away by Garen. Although they guessed that their joint efforts were not the opponent's opponent from the beginning, the result still made several The faces of the dead are not good-looking.
"What should we do now? Did that woman come out of nowhere?" Wellington asked unwillingly. Among the people present, he was the only one who hated Gallon deeply.
"Don't worry about it! We still have one last card." Looking at the huge Buddha Mother, Meng Ge whispered. "In this plan, that person agreed with us on the details. If this card doesn't work, then"
"What are you afraid of? We can't beat him, and he can't kill us! As long as the masks cannot be collected, the masks will not be born in the end!" The female death disciple interrupted him.
As the four dead disciples who have lived for at least a thousand years, facing the huge Buddha Mother at this time, they were only shocked for a while, and then immediately returned to their original state. Their long lifespan made them not so uncomfortable when facing the shock.
"How is your situation now?" Meng Ge looked at the rest of the people, "Where are the people we brought?"
"I don't know, I think it's time for us to retreat." Hongyue whispered.
"Retreat? Hehehe"
Following the sound of the words, a trembling figure appeared behind them, quietly stopping them. It was AG, and Tu Lan was standing quietly beside him. Tulan's hands and fingers were dripping with blood, and the blood seemed not to be human, but more like a vampire.
"AG, what do you want to do!?" It was still Meng Ge who spoke. He was the most mysterious Dead Apostle of the Secret Party who appeared last, and he seemed to be the strongest, and he was able to speak on behalf of the other three Dead Apostles.
"There are three of us, and you only have two Death Apostles. Do you want to keep us?" He said in a low voice.
There was a loud bang, and in the great battle not far away, there was a violent earthquake. It was obvious that Garen and that woman had already had a real fight.
"If it was the usual heyday, I might not be able to keep you guys, but now. Hehehe." There was a trace of hatred in AG's eyes, "Let's settle the enmity of the past together today!"
boom!
When he swung his cane, the ground suddenly collapsed, and a huge hemispherical depression appeared. His whole body flew up in an instant, rushing towards the four dead disciples, and his body appeared translucent and illusory.
Tu Lan also joined hands with him at the same time, raised his hand and pointed, and a transparent liquid like water flew out of his body, turning into spikes and flying towards the four of them.
The four dead disciples dispersed and were about to flee separately, but immediately purple mist rose from the ground around them, and these purple mist quickly condensed into purple walls, completely covering them in the forest.
"Dark witch's purple light film." Meng Ge's eyes changed slightly, as if he didn't expect that the Lightless League would gather all the people here in such a short time. Simply ignore blood alliance attacks in other places. It seems that they are trying their best to keep the four dead disciples here.
"Will it work?" The tension in his eyes dissipated immediately, "You paid such a high price just to kill us once?"
Dead Apostles cannot be killed, this is a natural moat that cannot be broken through no matter what.
So even though the four dead disciples were weak, they still had nothing to fear, they just looked at AG and Tu Lan with mocking eyes.
"Who said it was just to kill you once?" The hatred and joy in AG's eyes became more obvious. He raised his chin, and stared at this and the four dead apostles with a crazy look that he had never seen before.
"Seal!!!" He roared violently.
In an instant, several streams of purple mist gushed out from behind him like tails. What was strange was that there was still a hint of pale gold in the purple mist.
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A deep knife mark appeared on the chest of the Buddha's huge body.
It staggered back a few steps and its legs sank deep into the ground, like a giant in a swamp.
Garen stood on the giant's shoulders and quietly looked at Nadia who was floating in the air.
The torrential rain in the sky became more and more dense, and the raindrops hit the two of them, but there was no sign of touching the entity at all, and there were no splashes, as if the two of them were just two illusory shadows.
Countless gazes gathered here through various instruments, and one after another were shocked or incredulous eyes fell on the two of them.
This kind of battle, in the eyes of outsiders, is no longer a battle of human beings, and has already entered the level of legend and myth.
The current Garen was worthy of the title of Humanity's Strongest Holy Fist.
And the other person standing opposite him was as terrifying and oppressive as a boundless black cloud.
The struggle between the two is constantly fed back to various secret high-level people around the world through various collection instruments.
This is a battle that decides the fate of the world.
"This planet is already rejecting you with your secret cultivation method." Nadia waved the giant knife in her hand casually, "You shouldn't have come here in the first place."
"You know quite a lot." Gallon remained calm, the state of the fifth star has not been released, and now he is only relying on the power of the Buddha Mother to fight against Nadia. Only the fifth star was used in the momentary explosion just now.
"When I see you, I can't help but think of me." Nadia lightly brushed her long hair, showing nostalgia. "Actually, I've always wanted to kill you so much, mostly because you beat me several times and wanted to save face. It's really boring to think about it."
"Haven't void creatures and void stalkers always had opposite destinies? This is the true spirit oath we made in front of our mother river." Garen said lightly.
"Yeah, we are destined to be enemies. So when I see a stalker with potential to grow, I can't help but kill it." Nadia smiled casually. "But when I think about it, it's really a meaningless battle."
There was a trace of loneliness on her face.
"For more than 10,000 years, I have been wandering in the void, but I don't know what I'm doing. Fighting meaninglessly again and again, killing stalkers time and time again."
Garen looked at the other party's face that didn't seem to be fake, and didn't know what to say for a while. So far, he has only lived a fraction of what others may have. He can't understand and doesn't want to understand such a life that is close to death.
"What do you mean by saying so much?" Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the rising purple light film, knowing that the Wuguang League has succeeded, and the dead apostles are doomed.
"Your plan has been successfully completed. You are called the Dead Apostle, right?" Nadia asked with a smile.
"Since you've come to this planet, you have to leave traces of your existence. Don't you?" Garen replied calmly. "It is true that the Dead Apostle cannot be killed, but I can put it to sleep and coma forever."
The heavy rain poured down more and more.
The two didn't speak for a while. In fact, there was no deep hatred between the two.
After fighting each other for so long, both Garen and Nadia have truly recognized each other's strength.
Garen was able to survive the ever-increasing projections time and time again, and became stronger and stronger time after time. Just like Nadia herself back then, she had the same bloodline of the nine-headed dragon. Unknowingly, she seemed to see I have arrived at another self, and I am embarking on a path that I have never had before.
"The me who used to fail." Nadia said, "Then what will you look like when you go against me. I'm really looking forward to it."
"Fierce sky and domineering way!" She raised the huge knife horizontally and laid it flat in front of her body. The slender silver giant knife slowly twisted slightly, and jet-black dragon shadows lingered around the blade, making ear-piercing roars and howls .
(end of this chapter)