The Godsfall Chronicles

After a few seconds of recovery, the cloudhawk's health had eased slightly, and now faced the pressure of life and death, his eyes filled with scarlet blood, his potential burst again, he lifted his legs and let the boulder, which weighed a few tons on his body, get kicked out and hit the mutant.

Almost at the same time.

The cloud eagle dropped its crossbow and rose.

He punched the mutant.

The mutant roared furiously, his fists burst out like thunder, smashing the boulder from the face, and then collided with the cloud eagle's fist. When the two men's fists collided, the surrounding boulders were lifted by a thrust.

This mutant was really surprised. After smashing through a boulder first, the mutant's power didn't diminish much. The cloud hawk felt enormous power swept in, and he felt his body shocked and numb. Instead, he flew out and hit the gate.

The mutant smiled sarcastically. He seemed to be laughing at the skinny little monkey of the cloudhawk. He was too stupid to fight with him. With his thin arm and thin leg, he couldn't help himself!

The cloudhawk covered his shoulder and his face was a little dull.

This guy is an ordinary dark core elite, but there is still a gap between the strength of the top members. If the cloud hawk has a combat artifact in his hand, he has the ability to fight him. In this situation, the cloud eagle's power cannot be played out. This mutant attack is heavy. Although slow and slow, it has absolute power to suppress.

A cloud hawk could have used its speed advantage to get tangled with it, because his leg was smashed, he couldn't run, and now the environment is not suitable for a protracted war. Who knows how many more masters there will be in the dark nucleus? The veterans have fallen into the wind, and I'm afraid they can't resist the attack.

We have to find a way out!

Otherwise, only the results of the burial.

Dark nucleus will have blocked the way out of the perimeter, can only consider other ways to escape, cloud eagle is almost at the same time, he feels the call in the underworld, coming from behind this door, almost certain of what is there, definitely helps cloud eagle, so must find a way to get it.

There is no choice.

I can only spell one.

The mutant man did not intend to give the little monkey the time to finally think about his life. He bent over and tumbled down a column weighing several tons. He strove out a half circle, pointing a half-cut column at the cloud eagle. As he stepped out, he stepped on the ground at tremendous pace and was yelling at the cloud eagle.

The eagle hurriedly stretched out his palms to resist.

It doesn't matter if the cloud hawk takes out some broken arms.

The power of the mutant hero was fantastic, and he tried to use this column to put a cloud eagle on the door and squeeze him directly into meat under terrible pressure. The cloud eagle knows that it can never resist this power, so it does not hesitate at this juncture of life and death. When the opportunity is immediately released, the final spirit is released, allowing the monster to create a space capability field to cover the body, thus forming a virtual capability with a penetrating effect.

At the moment when the eagle's body broke free, he rushed to the door, and as a result, huge resistance came face to face, the door was much stronger than imagined, but the eagle understood that this was the only and last chance, and if penetration failed, it would be completely dead.

As a result, the cloud eagle bit his teeth, and he tried to force overdraft his spiritual power, allowing the gemstone to emit a stronger space energy field, eventually passing through the difficult, and pounding out of the other side.

Boom!

The thick door behind the cloud eagle shook dramatically, even through the door, you can feel that there is something like a huge cone of siege striking the city door, the cloud eagle even heard the stone pillar in the huge power broken and crushed, this mutant's power evolution can be seen.

It's dangerous. I almost died.

This guy reminds me I have to take revenge when I get the chance.

The cloudhawk struggled to get up. The birdie flew out of his clothes.

“Little man, are you all right? ”

The little weirdo screamed a few times and stood on his shoulder again. It looked undamaged, but a little unexpected. After all, it was obviously too dangerous. The cloud hawk doesn't know how the little weirdo bird's body is so sturdy, it looks like the fur is very fragile, but there were no injuries at half of the time in the terrorist bombing attack, and it looks like this little guy has a much higher survival than I thought.

There's no time.

Be sure to hold on.

The cloudhawk turned around limping, ready to find the source of the call, and in a flash, everything disappeared, no door, no building, nothing.

Cloud eagles appear in a dark battlefield, full of pits and slumps, many of which are hundreds of meters long, like meteorites.

The semi-cutting mountains collapse, break apart and disintegrate.

Countless battleships have crashed above the earth.

As for the number of bodies, the mountains are dense and numb, the earth is red, the mountains are red, the rivers are red, the sky is red, everything seems to have been brushed over by blood water, and the air is filled with suffocating death and killing.

What the hell is going on here?

It must be a hallucination!

Why do you see such hallucinations when you go through the door?

The cloudhawk walks in this gloomy world of death.

There was a sun in the sky, followed by a second third, about thirteen.

Of course, it's not a sun. It's just a brilliant image of the sun. It's like moving directly in front of your eyes in an instant. Everyone releases a strong light that is difficult to execute, making it harder for a cloud hawk to open its eyes and see directly.

“You've lost. ”

This voice reminds me in my ear, like a flat blast of lightning, that majesty, that momentum, that irresistible pressure, can almost shock people in the soul, makes people feel the capital from within, even in the face of a proud warrior, powerlessness and despair.

“On your knees! ”

Two words like a mountain cover down.

The cloudhawk was pressed against his breath, and there was an irresistible will, as if bypassing his mind, to connect directly to the nerves of the brain, trying to control knee bending and kneeling in front of these people.

“On your knees! ”

Another roaring noise echoed in my head.

The eagle is exhausted and sweaty, and his brain is blank and almost completely defenseless. Just at the last moment, a strong resentment and anger poured out of his heart, he didn't know why, he just felt unable to kneel, if he knelt here, he would really lose, but he didn't want to lose!

Oh, fuck!

Who are you?

You want me to kneel and I'll kneel?

These shadows, which unleashed the holy light across the body, saw the eagle standing tall, and they slowly reached out their hands, and the light gathered in their palms, and huge amounts of energy gathered together, eventually forming a highly concentrated ball, and they held onto it, and the momentum shouted, “On your knees! ”

“Go to hell! ”

A dozen attacks simultaneously hit the eagle.

These guys hit it at the same time, and I'm afraid a piece of the ocean will evaporate instantly.

Conditions under the eagle cover your face like reflections.

A few seconds later.

Nothing unusual.

The cloudhawk slowly moved its hand away, and the illusion system disappeared. The little weirdo bird hurried around the cloudhawk, probably thinking the master was crazy. The cloudhawk was also confused. What did you just see? Is it some kind of test? The cloudhawk didn't think much of it, and he began to observe the environment of the place.

A secret room on the lower level of the military base.

There's not much space here.

But right in the middle there is a platform that looks like a crystal clear, and there is a dark thing on the platform, and it looks like a skull, and two deep eyed holes look straight at it, and there are two flames of gorilla red flames burning in its eyes. Is it true that this skull caused the illusion?

What is this dead man's bone? See you, baby!

The cloudhawk senses for a moment, but something's wrong!

This dead man's bones didn't fluctuate.

Without fluctuations, they are not artifacts.

The cloudhawk fears there will be a trap, this thing is Hell Valley desperate to protect, and the dark nucleus will desperately want to take it, plus the strange situation just encountered, so that the cloudhawk won't dare to move lightly, lest it fail to pay attention and get hit again. Besides, the eagle is so far unsure whether to take what's in it or not, because once it's taken away, his condition is embarrassing.

First of all, that thing in the hands of the Dark Nuclear Club. It's a tiger's mouth. The Wolf Sword guys will hunt him down to the corner of the sky. Secondly, robbing from the elite forces of the Divine Realm is like completely sinning the Divine Realm to death. I'm afraid even General Beichen can't protect him. He will even rush him with a knife himself to unload eight pieces.

This thing is even a real treasure.

Is the eagle ready to accept it?

At this point, the rock became hotter and hotter, and there was a thought in his mind that kept urging him to get the skull. Eagle bites his teeth to make a decision. He can't come for nothing. He hasn't been so cowardly yet. Let's take a look first!

The skull was placed quietly on the crystal stand.

A cloud hawk circles around this skull and just finds the shape of the skull very odd, about twice the size of the human skull, with huge differences in size structure and appearance from the human skull. Could it be the skull of a mutant? Most of them don't look alike.

The skull is covered in ink jade, but black is smooth and smooth, and looks like a work of art.

How could nature grow a bone like this? Besides, the skull's breath is very powerful, making the clouds and eagles feel sweaty upside down, as if they encountered natural enemies that have existed since ancient times, two groups of gorilla flames from the skull's orbit, better like some kind of magic, has burned for tens of millions of years, as if it will never extinguish.

A dead man's bones smell like this.

I don't know what he was like when he was alive.

Outside the gate, the battle is coming to an end, and the eagle no longer hesitates to lift this skull.

When the skull was held up by a cloud hawk, the otherwise deathly skull trembled slightly, and the scarlet flame emerged from the seven holes of the skull, like spirituality, it began to spread along both hands to the arms, like a bloodthirsty ant to devour the entire body.