Infinite reincarnation of glory

Chapter 561·Chain·5

Forces collide.

From the depths of destruction, the broken dragon returns as before.

Its claws and teeth are sharp and its momentum is raging. The dark storm was torn apart by it, roaring towards the God of War behind the storm.

"come!"

It crashes into the storm.

And more storms surged toward it. Set's divine power gathered in the dark sandstorm, overflowing with destructive power. The power of war swelled especially in Seth. So much so that its true form faintly exudes a pure white glow.

It's just a newly promoted fourth grader.

It's just a dragon that is inherently powerful, but its inner operating ability can only barely keep up.

Seth still had an absolute advantage, and he could still knock down and kill the giant dragon in front of him. At most, it only slightly increases the consumption of power.

'boom--! ! ! ’ The storm hit the candle dragon.

But the storm failed to do any effective damage.

The dark sandstorm still had huge lethality, but it failed to have much effect on the dragon at this moment. A certain ancient force that was familiar to Seth was surrounding the eastern dragon in front of him, weakening the trauma it should have suffered in the storm.

"Shu! You are still in the way even if you are dead!"

Shu, the god of wind. One of the Nine Pillar Gods that gave protection to reincarnators during the temple tour, its power was demonstrated in Zhulong at this moment.

It should be dead.

Die young, slain by Horus - as do the rest of the Ennead. Except for Set, who was hiding from the beginning, all the gods on this land should have become the resources to maintain the operation of the Horus ritual.

But Shu's power appears here - the power of the ancient god of wind is quietly exerting its power on the foreign dragon in front of him - the dragon itself may not be visible. But Seth has a god's perspective, and he can vaguely see a familiar god dissociating in the atmosphere, and the purest and easiest part of it to absorb is gradually integrating into the body of the dragon in front of him.

'boom--! ! ! ’ The second impact.

The dragon's claws penetrated the storm.

Part of the wind broke away from Seth's control and became the opponent's strength in the next moment!

ceremony……

This ritual...is it more than Horus's struggle?

Could it be that the dead nine-pillar god must rely on this borrowed life to be reborn, or choose to inherit. And the reason why Seth himself was able to successfully escape from Horus was just because it was excluded from the beginning and was not considered by Horus as a member of the gods?

There was wavering in Seth's eyes - which was suppressed and erased by pure white light the next moment. The idea of ​​​​surrendering and losing half is distorted by external forces beyond its cognition, making it at least stand on the position of a third party no matter what.

Poor god.

Its death is shining brightly.

Seth, who could not surrender, was filled with emotions again. But this time, what emerged was the intention to retreat - since taking the initiative failed to achieve results, it is natural to consider the direction of stop loss. It knew that it was still burdened with the covenant, and now the restrictions on the covenant were gradually taking effect. It felt the loss of its own divine power, and felt that the curse of breaking the covenant was gradually appearing on it.

This is not a big deal - as one of the ancient gods, he naturally has a way of erasing the curse after breaking the covenant. The loss of divine power was contained by its own will, and along with its huge divine body, it suddenly appeared on the banks of the Nile River.

"Reincarnation——"

Before it retreated, it tried to say a harsh word that was consistent with the identity of a god, but could also be vaguely friendly.

"You've saved your life, but you have to be careful. Those ancient—"

"Why is the time so long!?" - The third collision.

More wind power merged with the candle dragon. The Fourth Beginner, who was obviously just starting out, had already stabilized his realm in an instant and exerted a power suitable for this level. The storm was torn apart for the third time, and then broke through, and this time, the candle dragon's claws had already touched the body of the Lord of War!

'boom--! ! ! ’

The huge force exploded on Seth's divine body, which can be classified as a small injury that requires a little attention. The torn wounds could no longer heal in a short period of time, and with the flash of more intense white light, the power of the war realm further filled the body of the trapped god.

Once a war begins, the original participants are not allowed to escape at will - this is the nature of the war field, which makes Seth, who is full of retreat, give up the desire to leave.

"act recklessly!"

A black vortex materialized above its head.

That is true divine power, its spiritual light. Its essence is [a desert covered in darkness]. And this dark vortex immediately expanded rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The war has begun and cannot be stopped easily. Then, try your best here to see if the reincarnator is qualified and make yourself pay a heavy price!

"It's just a little dragon, but it's quite arrogant!"

The dark vortex is filled with destruction and death. Countless illusory kingdoms were born and destroyed in the whirlpool, and each kingdom that was born and died evolved into a larger-scale black sandstorm. A chain from finite to infinite is generated immediately, and the essence of true divine power is nearly infinite power.

And the vortex immediately fell.

"Accept your destruction! Under the boundless power of this Lord of War!"

That is indeed an unstoppable force.

The reason why the light of the soul is called true divine power is because it has the characteristic of taking precedence over almost all inferior powers in the multiverse - even the orthodox corrected true power is inferior to the light of the soul. As for the acquired powers of gods or the rules of props, even if they are restrained in terms of attributes, they cannot have any effect on the light of the soul other than stacking it.

The dragon scales shattered.

The power of the wind was wiped out in an instant.

Even the power of Zhulong's bloodline is enough to maintain day and night. As long as there is still morning and dusk in the world, the power of Zhulong will never be extinguished. It was also torn to pieces in this dark storm whirlpool. It only lasted for a moment and then perished.

That’s not surprising—it’s the right thing to do.

Even if Chu Xuan used the Horus ritual to forcefully paint and feed Cheng Xiao, even if Cheng Xiao really ate the food, like Mou Gang and Ling Dian, he turned the resources in the ritual into his own power. He is still just a mere fourth grader, and no matter how strong the fourth grader is, without the ability of a supermodel like Jiang Yu and Zheng Zha, it is absolutely impossible for him to fight against a standard fourth grade god.

He can't do it.

There was no way he could do it anyway.

The pharaoh had been defeated, and it was even more impossible for Zhu Wen to provide a second helping hand. Queen Dido is still fighting against the blue giant summoned by the Pharaoh and struggling to resist in the aftermath of the storm. It is even more impossible to provide him with even a little bit of support.

He thus saw signs of his own death.

He was swallowed up by the dark whirlpool, and all the flesh, blood, cells, and even genetic structure in his body were annihilated by the true divine power that symbolized the characteristics of "the desert covered by darkness" - the way of balance could only barely maintain him. Self-awareness, and he even felt that the rebirth ankh that was highly bound to his life was about to be triggered.

Cheng Xiao was able to see 'it' because of this.

He witnessed his own dissolution, and the vast field of vision in front of him instantly turned into an endless black desert. And his will gradually sank into it like a lost camel. Soon, it will become a part of this dark desert, completely turning into an insignificant part of Seth's power.

Resistance is useless - the hardest struggle has not been able to achieve even the slightest effect.

After covering him, the dark desert vortex will continue to extend in all directions. Perhaps soon, the entire Egypt will be swallowed into the throat by this dark sandstorm vortex and turned into the material of Seth.

"So...manpower is sometimes poor?"

Cheng Xiao's will was trapped in the black desert, and the quicksand was climbing up his body - he raised his head and looked at the chaotic sky evolved by the true divine power. Seth's huge face is emerging in the sky, watching the rapid demise of the ants on his palm.

This really looks like it.

This scene now is the same as when I first arrived at the Legend of Gods and Ghosts. The duel before the gods on the eve of their return was almost exactly the same.

At that time, Cheng Xiao was still very weak and could only barely cause a little damage to the Seth army. And now, even if he is about to die, Set will not humiliate itself by sending out its legions - even if it is the lord of war transformed by power, it also clearly knows what kind of army can set foot on what kind of territory. battlefield.

It seems there is nothing we can do.

Just like...the old days.

So, what did the reincarnators of the former Central Continent team rely on to win that fight before the gods?

If Jiang Yu were here, then he would politely credit Horus's gaze. The remaining credit is then placed on the collaborative efforts of all peers.

But it was not him who appeared here, but Cheng Xiao, who had no role at that time. So, the most suitable approach for him is...

"I can't stand it anymore! It's okay for everyone, come here and help me!" Cheng Xiao shouted towards the sky. "If you don't come back, I'm going to rush to the street!"

‘Crack-! ! ! ! ! ’

Lightning bursts out!

The dark desert and dim sky were completely torn apart by the golden-red thunder the moment he opened his mouth, and a stream of light burst out to another place on the back of the earth!

Shooting stars rise from the jungles of South America.

Meteors cross continents and cross oceans.

The sea water and the sky were divided to both sides by the raid of the golden-red meteor. The target has been locked, and it reaches the target it is directed at the moment it is thrown.

Shooting Star Spear, I promise to hit it.

The beacon of navigation was the covenant signed outside Carthage. And the moment it was thrown, it passed through all the delaying, confusing and obstructive means prepared by Seth, and went straight through its heart!

'puff--'

The dim sky suddenly collapsed. The dark sandstorm melted like butter on a hot pan.

Seth, who took on countless appearances and held up countless barriers, was forcibly defined into a huge true body. And the golden and red thunder gun just pierced its chest.

‘Peng——’ Cheng Xiao’s rapidly regenerated broken body fell on the soft yellow sand.

Seth stared blankly at his pierced chest and said something unbelievable.

"I'm... a chess player."

Thunder spreads on its divine body. Its body was torn apart, and golden-red cracks spread all over its body in an instant.

It raised its head hard and looked at the other side of the earth. It may want to say something else, but in the end, only a few words remain.

"trap……"

'boom--! ! ! ’

The divine body exploded.

The god named Set reached complete demise at this moment. The huge storm mixed with the scattered tide of divine power surged rapidly in all directions. The power of its fatal explosion before death is almost the same as its previous moves when fully deployed!

"Feng, I order you to stop!"

"Desert, calm down your anger!"

Two voices sounded at the same time. The wind, which no longer contained true divine power, was suppressed and the sandstorm was tamed. The power of destruction swept in all directions in a gentle manner, and in the next moment, turned into a huge sandstorm covering the entire North Africa - some unlucky camels may be lost in this sudden huge sandstorm, but it will not be able to respond to what was originally supposed to be. Mortals turned into powder along with all of North Africa worked.

The disaster was contained.

Cheng Xiao lowered his hand that could be changed to "" - and not far in front of him was the Pharaoh who also raised his scepter to the sky.

The Pharaoh had a familiar smell on his body, and he knew that the Pharaoh in front of him should be Ramses II. But he also knew that it was 1939 and Ramses II was not its essence.

Zhan Lan's whisper sounded in his mind, and he actively suppressed this knowledge and then forgot about it - he looked at the Pharaoh, and the Pharaoh looked at him. Queen Dido in the distance lowered her barrier. Not only the Carthaginians, but also the many Egyptians who had previously fought with the Carthaginians, as well as the entire city of Bel from behind the curtain, were protected by the queen's barrier. under.

There was something called embarrassment in the air.

"Well... how about we continue fighting?" Cheng Xiao asked tentatively. He found that the influence of Yahweh on the Pharaoh seemed to be fading with the death of Seth.

Pharaoh pursed his lips and did not answer.

The next moment, the Meteor Gun detached itself from Seth's wreckage and returned to the other side of the earth.

The white light wrapped around the gun—that was all the power that Yahweh had unleashed on the land of Egypt.

…………………………

"As expected." Chu Xuan nodded and looked away from Egypt. "Consuming the chess piece Seth is to seal the meteor gun in Jiang Yu's hand that can cause damage to the Four Highs - which is a good reason. Maybe it also has the effect of delaying Jiang Yu in South America? In this way , you can be sure that Jiang Yu did not touch the curtain, which can be regarded as eliminating an important variable."

"It's not a bad move at all."

He picked up his paint pen, but put it down again - the seal of the Meteor Spear by Yawei's divine power was not as effective as the one who applied it had expected. Moreover, he was not prepared to give the weapon a paint number.