Play Earth OL from Naruto

Chapter 142 Retrogrades
The Berserker's expression was a bit distorted. Only a demigod can challenge a demigod. The only way to win is to fight with your life and sacrifice a lot in exchange for a little damage.

Being good at blood, he felt very clearly that although the demigod assassin looked miserable now, the blood rushing all over his body was like a torrential river. He was obviously a thin-skinned assassin, but the thick blood was almost as good as Demigods are not a species.

I saw the demigod's scarlet eyes rolling back and forth in their sockets, and their gaze was fixed on the orthodox mages behind the berserker. The berserker immediately understood what he wanted to do, and his body that was somewhat paralyzed instantly gave birth to a force, and he roared. With a cry, hot blood gushed out from the totem engraved on his body, and the boiling blood shook the ruins around him into the air, and under the impact of madness, it turned into a large number of fragments and was sprayed to the surroundings.

"Let's boil, my blood!"

Without hesitation, he launched the berserker's killing declaration. The soaring blood energy exceeded his body's ability to bear, and the tough skin was washed full of cracks by the blood energy.

And at this moment, the demigod's distorted body erupted with a force that was stronger than his blood. One of the two reloaded priests was directly smashed into the ruins without moving, and the other was held in his head by him. It hit the ground with a bang, and the vitality disappeared in an instant. Only Eli Yar, the most powerful scholar among the scholars, was sent flying, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed from his mouth.

The berserker had already approached the demigod's side, and the soaring blood energy hit the demigod's body head-on, but suddenly a power deeper than the berserk warrior's blood energy shot out from the hand of the demigod, who didn't have much explosive energy, soaring into the sky The surge of blood energy was dispersed by a red-black beam of light.

The berserker's eyes widened suddenly, and before he touched the demigod, he felt his body emptied for an instant. He even felt that time slowed down instantly. He saw the demigod smiling at him, and his blood-stained hands flickered. A heart was beating, his pupils dilated for a moment, and before he lost consciousness, he instantly understood where the heart came from.

So strong~ When is it?
He died, on the way to charge, before the blood energy of running wildly dissipated, he brought his body to rush in front of the demigod, but before he got close, he fell to his knees on the ground suddenly, his lifeless face was full of disbelief. .

Eli Yar roared, and Barlow, who was demonized by the flames, rushed towards the demigod again regardless of the heavy injuries. The only remaining arm unreservedly accepted the strengthening of all his magic power. With the enhanced dynamic vision, one can even see the muscles on one's arms breaking down one after another because they couldn't bear the strengthening.

But he didn't care anymore, he felt the breath of his teammates in the rear, they were almost successful.

With only one punch left, he blasted away the demigod who was trying to get close to the mages in the back row. He directly used his body weight to ride on the demigod. His arm had been crippled and he could no longer exert strength. He could only use his own The angular Balrog head was used as a weapon, and like a hammer, it "kowtowed" on the demigod without any concern for damage.

"It's done—" someone in the back row of mages yelled, a gleam of joy flashed across Ariyal's face, his tired face was covered with blood, and he spit out a sentence:

"Baro burned himself."

"Formation—" The mages in the back row raised their staffs together, "The spear of the subspace, explode."

There was a faint sound in the air, and the blocked space took advantage of the rich magical environment temporarily created by the indiscriminate bombardment of the Mages and the energy like a small nuclear bomb produced by Ariyal's self-explosion, and demigod painstakingly The space blockade under the settings opened a thin crack.

The mage who still had the strength to spare patted the young scholar on the shoulder: "Let's go!"

The young scholar crushed the Tracer logo in an instant, and before being teleported away, he only had time to look back at his colleague with sadness in his eyes.However, the moment he turned his head back, he saw a cloud of blood erupting from the body of the mage beside him, and that ferocious monster rushed in front of him. He brings lethal damage, and the horrible pressure makes him a little suffocated.

The next moment, his body hurt, and the Tracer logo pulled him into the void in time, but the demigod directly traveled through the shadow plane, tearing a gap in the void, and the red-black beam of light swept towards him , but was stopped by the self-protection space barrier of the Tracer logo.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that he had appeared at a height of ten thousand feet. The pain in his body made him vomit blood. At some point, his professional core had been shattered by that demigod. He couldn't even use levitation to counteract gravity. If it weren't for the twisted space storm and the protection of the teleporter from the Tracer logo, he wouldn't even be able to be teleported out alive.

Even so, the disturbed spatial coordinates also mistakenly transmitted him to a high altitude. Without magic power, he would be dead if he fell from such a height.

He calmly turned on the communicator. As a researcher of a special system, his communicator has high enough authority to connect to the nearest military area nearby. Two seconds later, the communicator was connected. Fortunately, he is still in the fourth air-land In the sky above, he immediately transmitted his coordinates to the military region, and quickly briefly described the history of the attack, the important achievements he carried, and his current state.

The liaison officer of the military area was silent. He knew that this man was going to die. The time was too short to go to the crash site immediately, let alone save the young scholar in mid-air. He could only race against time and ask, "You Is there any last word?"

"Okay, very good~" The young man's voice was a little hurried, "Help me contact my wife, Chen Chu, her phone number is 138xxxxxxxx—"

"Connected—"

The young man hurriedly said: "Okay, that's good, Chuchu, I'm in the sky on the outskirts of the Swan Capital~ I'm about to fall to the ground—"

"Where are you?"

"Don't~ please, Chuchu, listen quietly, I don't have much time--" the strong wind made his voice a little indistinct, "Let me say, let me say, I love you, Chuchu, special love You are very special~ Even if I die now, this love will not die. I promised you that I will always guard you and the children, but I am sorry, I can’t go home, I am sorry, and you be strong."

The communicator was hung up here, and the young man looked at the ground that was getting closer and closer, and the hot body. He used up the last magic power in his body, and put the space ring containing the research materials and a small jar that could not be stored in the ring. The small container is placed in the spherical protective barrier made by magic power. The container is the result of the isolation of the virus strain. With any research data and related results, latecomers can develop related vaccines faster.

The friction caused by the high-altitude fall caused blisters to appear on his body, and the pain made him crazy. He forgot to glance at the ground, with a bitter smile on his face, curled up, and hugged the man with the magic power tightly. Rings and Fruits of Protection—

At least keep these things in good order.

On December 1071, 12 in the Magical Calendar, there was a muffled crashing sound in the outskirts of the Swan Capital. The young scholar He Wuyou plunged headlong into a nearby cornfield, his charred remains curled up tightly, His whole body was burnt beyond recognition and looked like charred charcoal. It was not until the military personnel arrived that the onlookers had the courage to spread his curled up body.

He curled up very tightly, and with the instant death, his body was extremely stiff. It took a long time for everyone to stretch his body. Time seemed to be frozen at that moment. In the ball of light where the magic power faded away, a ring and a The pots and utensils are intact, but the dissipated light blue magic power somehow makes people's eyes wet.

(End of this chapter)