I am God

In the following years, Hares gathered many dark elf looters who wandered in the dark to set up a spy organization directly under the king, and it was because of their existence that the dark elf kingdom was able to grasp the intelligence of the continent's countries and races.

The Silvermoon Organization was formally established and became an existence that the monarchs of all countries dreaded. Therefore, the Dark Elf Kingdom had an extremely favorable position in diplomacy.

As for the magician who received the help of the dark elves and the Perus Empire with magic scrolls, they gradually showed their fangs and launched a war against Xuzu. After several years of war, Xiu Zhe also saw the birth of the Nian Qi Master, and he thought from his heart, Using Nian Qi in battle, they have strong defensive power and terrifying offensive power, becoming the sharpest spears on the battlefield.

Xu Zu's true power, which has been unknown to the outside world for many years, has finally been fully displayed in front of Perus. The brave and skilled fighters, the powerful Nian Qi master, and the fearless exorcist team have made Xu Zu more than two years old. The people of the Perus Empire, who had been killed by their ancestors without defeat, fell on their backs.

Perus, who invested a lot of manpower and material resources in the war, has declined rapidly from its heyday and finally had to announce a reconciliation with Xuzu. After the war, Xuzu, who didn't like war, chose to close the country to avoid being involved in the disputes in the Arad continent.

In the war against the Perus Empire, Xuzu showed great strength so that other countries dare not underestimate him, and the policy of avoiding the world has been implemented smoothly for hundreds of years. Of course, this is something for Xiu Zhe now .

Regarding the future where the Perus Empire will gradually split into several vassal states, Xiu Zhe has no interest in observing it. At the same time, Bakar also took the initiative to contact him, and Xiu Zhe returned with Lydia and Neilbass. to heaven.

It takes 200 years to live in the heaven, and time has no meaning to Xiu Zhe.

Apart from the continuous improvement in swordsmanship, the degree of compatibility with ghosts and gods has not improved at all, but Xiu Zhe is not in a hurry. He has already felt that he has reached a bottleneck and needs a suitable opportunity to further improve the degree of compatibility with ghosts and gods.

The fifth anti-dragon war started again, and Xiu Zhe also came to the highest place of the palace to appreciate the struggle of the heavenly people at the invitation of Bakar.

Overlooking the sky full of gunpowder smoke, Bakar shook the red wine in his glass and said calmly: "I'm tired of seeing this scene, although they are improving every time, they are far from what I expected. "

"You and I are running out of time. Do you really want to see the heavens grow stronger?" Xiu Zhe glanced at the tall Bakar beside him, and calculated that there were at most 100 years before Shalan was born. Time, and he will be born in 600 years, what will happen then even Xiu Zhe himself does not know.

Once he obtains Bakal's power and can't break through the gate of time and space, then he will have time to prepare other methods.

"Oh? That's it." Bakar ignored Xiu Zhe, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes locked on the mechanical iron fist struck from a different dimension. The Gai Bojia right fist that caused him a lot of trouble more than 200 years ago finally reappeared what?

Seeing Bakar's figure disappear in an instant, Xiu Zhe sighed helplessly and looked down.

Bakal, who had turned into a [-]-meter-high dragon, parried Geboja's fist, and as Bakal entered the battlefield, the Celestial Rebels, who had a big advantage before, instantly turned into a disadvantage.

Also not killing them all, after killing several mechanical war gods, Bakar leisurely returned to Xiu Zhe's side and took a sip of the red wine in the goblet placed in front of the window.

"The time is ripe, and it's time for you to appear."

Hearing Bakar's words, Xiu Zhe was slightly taken aback, then nodded, turned around and walked slowly outside the palace.

Exactly 75 years later, the sixth war against dragons kicked off. Compared with the fifth war against dragons, the mechanical seven war gods who launched the sixth war not only made a major breakthrough in technology, but also possessed a A mysterious young man wearing a black swirly mask assisted.

The dragon army was defeated for thousands of miles, and the four dragon guards of fire black and real gold were all killed. Xiu Zhe did not show the power of ghosts and gods that frightened the world. The swordsmanship performed by the black knife 'Dark Moon' has reached the level of invincibility.

But even so, Xiu Zhe didn't show too conspicuously. He and the rebel army led by Mech Seven God of War also went through bloody battles before coming to Bacal.

Bakar, who sat securely on the throne, looked at the passionate rebels with calm eyes and nodded secretly in his heart. How could he not feel a little relieved that the stone he had been playing with for hundreds of years finally shone?
Although if Xiu Zhe hadn't played one of the roles, these rebels would still not be able to kill him, but Bakar also saw the future from them.

A future where technology can defeat magic!
After a few words of unnutritious nonsense, the rebels took the lead in choosing to attack. Facing hundreds of heavy weapons and countless self-destructing robots, Bakar also turned into a [-]-meter dragon.

"Let me see! Do you have the right to kill me! Do you have the right to let me hand over my strength willingly!"

Hearing Bakar's dragon's voice resounding through the sky, Xiu Zhe had a wry smile on the corner of his mouth under his mask. He had already guessed that Bakar would not perform a play without using all his strength as the two had planned before.

Not being able to clearly use the power of ghosts and gods can be said to be a big discount to Xiuzhe's strength, but he is not fighting against Bakar alone. The existence of Kazan and Primon has kept the morale of the rebel army at its peak.

The war was tragic, and Bakar did not hold back the slightest. At this last moment, he was still playing the role of a vicious dragon, mercilessly harvesting the lives of the rebels.

Of course, Bakar is also enjoying it.

As the battle continued, more and more scars appeared on Bakar's body. Even his existence as the king of dragons could not withstand the indiscriminate bombing of the heavenly people and Xiu Zhe's fierce swordsmanship.

When Bacal was about to exhaust himself, it was difficult for Bacal to maintain the dragon form and return to the human form, and the rebel army also took out the biggest killer at this time: the fist of Geboja.

The door of space that was opened by means of technology diverted Gai Bojia's fist, which had been charged in advance, and Bakar slapped Gai Boga's fist with a loud shout, but he was already at the end of his strength and could no longer resist this The strength of a punch.

With both arms crippled, Bakal was kicked out of the palace and smashed into countless buildings. Finally, he stabilized his figure and leaned against a ruined wall. What awaited him was a black knife made of Terra stone.

The glowing black knife pierced his skin without any hesitation and pierced through his heart. Bakar coughed up a mouthful of blood. His originally exceptionally powerful eyes were now dimmed. Looking at the masked man holding the black knife in both hands, Bakar smiled and said slowly, "Don't forget what you promised me, Xiu Zhe."

At this time, there were only Bacal and Xiu Zhe in the venue, and there was nothing wrong with mentioning Xiu Zhe's name.

There was no change in the movement of Xiuzhe holding the knife, and the eyes under the mask were as calm as water and said, "You will eventually see Herder in the Nether Realm. Now, you should also entrust your power to me, right?"

"Of course..without my power you..you can't break the..destiny at all."

Bakar coughed up a mouthful of blood again, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and immediately Xiu Zhe felt a huge energy pouring into his body along the blade. This is the power of Bakar's apostle, that is, the former Twelve Bea The power of Na Dou Shen.

And as Bakar entrusted his power to Xiu Zhe, the vitality in his eyes quickly faded, but even in the face of death, the tyrannosaurus king who ruled the heavens for hundreds of years, the apostle Bakar kept smiling.

He is not afraid of death, he is only afraid that Herder's plot will succeed.

He doesn't love this land, he just doesn't want to obey the man-made destiny.

So in order to drag Herder into the water, Bakar did not hesitate to become an eternal villain, and he did not hesitate to give his power to others.

"I have finished this letter at your request." Bakar tremblingly took out a letter and handed it to Xiu Zhe.

"Goodbye, my friend. Thank you for taking care of me during this time." Feeling the last trace of Biyana's power flowing into his body, Xiu Zhe took the envelope and pulled out the dark moon from Bakar's heart. People tortured Bakar who was dying, and he must give Bakar a good time.

Bakar, who had lost his vitality and died completely, slowly fell down along the wall. Bakar had exhausted all his strength in this battle, and there was only one source of power left for one of the twelve Beyana, and Xiu Zhe needed time. To warm and nourish it to restore strong energy.

The process of recovering energy is not long, and Bakar once mentioned this issue with Xiu Zhe. It only takes a few days or even less than a day, and the source will breed a powerful force for Xiu Zhe to use.

Bakar's centuries of rule over the heavens ended at the moment of his death. The men with guns on the battlefield shed tears when they saw Bakar's body, let alone the girl who fought bravely. Hundreds of years of resistance to them Finally won freedom from Bakar, these tears are tears of happiness, tears shed from extreme happiness.

The news of the death of the Tyrannosaurus King Bakar spread across the heavens like a gust of wind. People were a little unbelievable when they heard the news of the death of the evil dragon, but when they saw the body of Bakar brought back by the rebels, no one was there. Not a show of hands.

The haze that had shrouded the heavens for hundreds of years dissipated at this moment, and this generation of Mech Seven Gods of War cleared away the clouds and mist, allowing the heavens to see light again.

Everyone who takes up arms in the battle against the dragon and the scientific researchers behind the scenes is loved and revered by the people, and just when people think that the leader of Mech Seven should be their monarch, the leader refuses.

He has devoted his whole life to the mechanical revolution and can only study technology. He knows that he knows nothing about politics and cannot lead the people of the Celestial Realm to a better future. This decision makes the people of the Celestial Realm admire their leader even more.