Another World: My life is on the hook!

The corners of Ser Egwene's mouth twitched wildly.

At times like this, others are too arrogant to watch the battle, and how to save you is thinking of making money. Didn't you find that your behavior is seriously inconsistent with the atmosphere that has been created here?

But even though he thought so, Sir Egwene increased the strength of the shield again to prevent him from really overtaking himself for a video.

Immediately, his eyes fell on the center of the battlefield again.

The three root causes confront each other anxiously.

The atmosphere was almost stagnant to the extreme.

The Mother Tree of Desire is the weakest among them, but what she came to was her true body, and with the operation of the sacrificial circle, the power of her body would become stronger and stronger.

But the ruler of flesh and blood and the God of Myriad Opportunities did not really descend, but forcibly shattered the space to make their own bodies appear.

Their combat power will inevitably be greatly restricted.

But even so.

The God of Myriad Opportunities still possesses the power to directly face the two roots of the Flesh and Flesh God Sect.

Ser Egwene's brow was furrowed.

Because at this time, the Leviathan that he cared about the most still hasn't shown up, and there is still the plague of the plague doctor, but after the root battlefield, what use is the plague even?

The root has almost surpassed most of the usual means of confrontation. Could it be that they can really create a plague that works on the root?

and so……

What is it for?

On the battlefield, the confrontation is still going on.

There was a dead silence all around.

"Do you really think that if you end up together, you will be my opponent?"

The huge dragon head of the God of Myriad Opportunities looked down contemptuously, his gaze extremely indifferent.

The tentacles that covered the sky slid down from the gap in the sky in panic, and those blood-red pupils stared at the huge dragon head of the God of Myriad Opportunities opposite, without saying a word.

The Mother Tree of Desire also looked at the God of Myriad Chances with a sneer, and said:

"Master, don't make too much of it. Have you forgotten the scar on your neck? Doesn't this mean that even if you are like you, you will be injured?"

"In this case, how can you be sure that we can't do it?"

The God of Myriad Opportunities raised his dragon's head, looked down at them, and said indifferently, "Because waste is always waste, a group of waste organisms relying on flesh and blood, dare to bark in front of me?"

And the moment he finished speaking, he brazenly launched an attack.

Not that much patience at all.

The huge dragon's head opened suddenly, and the fission beam of fiery fission blatantly shot at the huge pupil of the ruler of flesh and blood. At the same time, in a single thought, tens of thousands of kilometers of altitude were in the surging black mist, accompanied by the blue sky. With the rapid formation of the blue outline, huge mechanical devices were constructed in an instant.

boom--

The molecular light beams falling from the sky also covered your huge body of the Mother Tree of Desire almost at the same time.

War is imminent.

The flesh and blood ruler's eyes were cold, his pupils focused, and the space in front of his eyes suddenly became fragmented like a mirror. While resisting the light beam of the God of Myriad Opportunities, there was a sudden sound inside the crack that could make people's thinking collapse. Bad whispers.

creak-

creak-

Almost as soon as they heard that sharp whisper, all the creatures around immediately felt that their consciousness was flooded with countless useless filth and twisted information.

If your brain capacity is 100, and in that whisper, it is like filling your brain to more than 100 through a lot of distorted information in an instant, allowing you to enter the overloaded painful collapse in an instant.

no doubt.

This is definitely a special means of confrontation that the Flesh God Cult can only sum up in the thousands of years of public struggle with the Mechanic God Cult.

Your hardware simply cannot accommodate the violation of so much information.

So almost instantly.

The mechanical clusters on the periphery of the protection of the God of Myriad Machines immediately overloaded and exploded in pieces.

And the Mother Tree of Desire also attacked almost at the same time. She used her powerful regeneration ability to resist the particle attack of the God of Myriad Opportunities. With a long howl, countless spores spread from her huge trunk to the sky.

clap la la la-

Almost at the moment those spores touched the ground, the cells proliferated rapidly, and countless giant trees of flesh and blood germinated and grew like spikes, brazenly launching an attack on the God of Myriad Opportunities from the physical level.

Spreading spores.

In an instant, the area of ​​the cursed city that had been turned into ruins was turned into a tree world of wriggling flesh and blood.

regeneration!

Unimaginable speed of healing and recovery.

This allowed the Mother Tree of Desire to recover in an instant even after being hit by the terrifying particles of the God of Myriad Opportunities.

slam-la-

The countless vines with a thickness of several hundred meters almost stirred up the whole land, and the huge impact and dust that spread out even affected Lynn and the others who were hundreds of kilometers away.

Ser Egwene's eyes were calm, she grabbed Lynn's shoulders, and the moment the impact swept over, she was teleported to the sky a thousand meters high.

The war broke out completely.

The earth no longer has any areas that can accommodate it.

As far as the eye can see, the entire land has turned into an endless hell made of creeping vines.

The black mist was also stirred up by the wind and rain, and the huge tentacles and cursed eyes of the flesh and blood ruler that were constantly appearing in the black mist could be vaguely seen.

And this is the battle at the root level.

If they really go all out, everything within thousands of kilometers will become their battlefield.

But even under the siege of the two major sources of flesh and blood, the God of Myriad Opportunities remained indifferent and calmly dealt with it, because compared to the ground, he had an almost endless sky.

In the higher sky where the black mist surged, he could construct thousands of mechanical devices with a single thought.

That's a real BVR strike.

In the beginning, there were only a few beams of particles descending on the battlefield, but as time passed, the density of the beams began to increase geometrically, and that was not an ordinary energy weapon. When almost all substances touched the beams, they would Rapid disintegration at the molecular level.

"Nano-clusters have also entered!"

Holding the DSLR, Lynn raised his head suddenly, and saw the tornado formed by the wind like sand and dust, encroaching on the flesh and blood tree world in an all-round way.

And not just nanoclusters.

The three black star hives are fully fired, like an interstellar fortress, frantically destroying the tree world vines spreading towards them.

Ser Egwene calmly grasped the scepter and said:

"Don't regard Mechanicus as a scattered body, but treat them as an individual. On the high-intensity battlefield, every mechanical body here will be a part of the God of Myriad Machines."