I'm an Enemy of Urban Legends in Tokyo

All he knows is to focus the destructive energy on the stick... the sword... the needle... and now the gun!In short, it is the front end of the 40-meter-long energy object. At that time, what impact, repulsion...even if it is imagination!He can also poke the opponent's weakness!

Sure enough, as Taiyi had expected, and as Zanircha had expected - he didn't think the white hole could block the power of the Void, but... maybe it would be hell!It's a pity that no ghost dared to stand up in front of the double threat of the gods and Taiyi.

Just like the two hostile parties, with different expectations, made a common inference, the white hole was not blocked by anything, and it was extinguished with a light poke.

Since the start of the battle, Taiyi spent 2 minutes of pleasant piercing first, and Taiyi experienced another 3 minutes of blasting, before finally getting close to Zanircha again.

Zanircha: (((;???;)))

what can I do?I am also very desperate!Nothing to say, let’s run away, as for the coming of Trigolaf from the God Realm... The right time, place and people are not in our army, so let’s see it next time!

"If you keep the green hills, you don't have to worry about no firewood." Zanircha left a famous sentence through the ages, ready to abandon the body of the black dragon and send the core into a random field.

This is his thoughtful conclusion - I don't even know where it will go, if you don't believe me, you can still hunt me down!

"In the name of magic, the endless space opens the door for me to pass through, and sends me into the void...huh?!"

Zhaniercha spoke at a very fast speed, trying to finish the mantra while Tai Yi was obsessed with poking around again, but he suddenly found that after Tai Yi waved the needle, he did not continue Xia Ji's eight stabs, but It is to shorten the light needle back to the original 70 cm state.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, Zhaniercha will watch carefully: (￣┏∞┓￣)

The three crystals at the top of his light... bar look familiar!

"You..." Zhanilcha's dragon's right front paw covered his chest, his voice hoarse.

"Your body is actually three crystals. You really have an idea. The body of the black dragon is to confuse the public?"

Taiyi used the light... the sword poked the crystal one after another, and didn't stop until a crack appeared on it.

"I..." Zanircha held up the front paws of the Dragon Shuang, and decisively confessed!

"I said before that you hurt Ziyi and the others, you must die to apologize, so don't think about surrendering, don't accept it." Taiyi was also decisive, in order to help Yuan Ziyi and the others get revenge, and also for them not to blame themselves and themselves afterwards. wallet.

"I said a long time ago that cunning guys are unreliable!" A violent voice, accompanied by the same aura, came from the center of Chernobyl.

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289. Do you know what the military character stands for?

"Sventovit..." Zanircha's voice was a bit strange, it seemed to be elongated, and it seemed to be compressed, sometimes low, sometimes sharp, and seriously out of tune.

"God of magic? Huh——" the god called Sventovit by Zanircha walked out of the smoke, cloud, water mist, and metal particle mist. These mist are the energy and matter released by the magic circle just now form.

After Sventovit completely walked out of the foggy area, he didn't talk to Lizanircha, but glanced ahead, carefully observing the crowd on Taiyi's side, especially staying on Taiyi, Baling, and Yelena for a long time.

At this time, people also saw his appearance clearly——

The height is eight feet, and the waist is also eight feet... Look, it is actually more than 3 meters tall, with a thick back and waist, straight up and down, it looks like a square, but it is actually a rectangle;

The muscles are knotted, as if polished by rocks, and the chest, waist, calves, feet, wrists, etc. are covered with metal armor, with patterns and scratches on it, showing the art of history and the vicissitudes of time;

One head is brown, with slightly yellowish curly hair, and the face is a standard Slavic appearance, with sharp edges and corners, full of rigidity;

There was a long sword hanging from his waist. It was a traditional Slavic, thick and heavy two-handed broadsword. However, for Sventovit, it could only be regarded as a thin one-handed sword;

A spear was tied behind the back. The blade of the spear resembled the pointed end of a broadsword. The blade of the spear had the same mysterious pattern as the armor, which looked like words and spells.

"It's really embarrassing. I remember that in Trigolaf, you are the best at protecting yourself." After staring at Taiyi and the others for a while, Sventovit finally took a moment to chat with Zanircha. From his contemptuous words, it can be clearly felt that the relationship between him and Zanircha is not good.

"My original self (body) was taken by the enemy, I hope you can help me take it back, at least, don't let the enemy destroy him, this is my god name - Zanircha, to you, military god - Svento Werther, the supreme request."

Zanircha never hesitated to lower his attitude when asking for help from others, and doing so was not a shame for him, it was just a necessary means to fail to achieve his goal.

"Your god's name is worthless!" Sventovit exposed Zanircha's lie, "Except for the magic name, even your real name has no binding force!"

"Then, in my magical name, Zirn Tara swears hereby, and on any terms, ask Svanti Vijes, the holy Lord of Victory, to bless him to regain my true self for me."

After being rejected by Sventovit, Zanircha acted as if nothing had happened and he had never deceived the other party, and in a blink of an eye he issued the oath of supplication according to the other party's request.

"Wonderful guy, if Trigrav didn't need you, I really don't want to be with you! But, I accept your request, as evidenced by my magical name 'Svanti Vijays'!" Sventovit Gazing deeply at Zanircha——

Since the day they were born, Sventovit and Zanircha have been opposing gods. Their laws are opposite, their personalities are opposite, and their abilities are opposite, just like the white god and the black god, the god of love and the god of dreams, and the god of death and the god of the woods.

Trigolaf God Realm is a very...weird God Realm, from primitive gods to great gods, to main gods, high-level gods, and low-level gods, all from one extreme to the other, facing each other.

The god of war is upright and violent, and the god of magic is changeable and cunning. They are the two main gods who have the most disputes.

In fact, it was Sventovit who kept provoking Zanircha, and Zanircha was always able to hide and hide without responding.

Therefore, today when Zhanircha abandoned the past and begged Sventovit in a low voice, Sventovit suddenly felt... looked down on Zhanircha even more!

In his view, "it is better to bend than bend, and do it if you don't accept it" is the mainstream. Asking for help will never happen at all, and the big deal is death.

Besides, Zanircha couldn't die.

He just lost his original self, his original self (spirit), external self (bravery), and inner self (soul) are all fine, he went back to recuperate and cultivated for tens of millions of years, and he is a good man, so why give up face pleading, especially Plead to your nemesis!

However, if you don't understand, you don't understand. If the God of War agrees to the request, he will definitely help the other party fulfill his wish, no matter who the other party is.

"White horse!"

Sventovit's announcement of the oracle of the military god is still completely incomprehensible to Taiyi and the others, but the words automatically present meaning in the spirit.

"Sword of Victory!"

"Holy Spear!"

As Sventovit continued to pray, a huge white Pegasus appeared under him—it was really a Pegasus, with white, bat-like flesh wings, and the Pegasus was decorated with red armor and cloth;

The one-handed sword at his waist turned into golden light, flowing into his right hand, and then condensed into a golden lightsaber—a real lightsaber, with red divine script and magic script spinning and flowing on the outside of the sword;