Comprehensive comics: The Supreme Demon

The atmosphere between the god and the demon solidified, and the oppressive momentum could even be felt by Lugal Banda and others on the ground.

The leader calmly retreated. Lugalbanda had no intention of interfering, and had no way to intervene. When gods fight, mortals suffer. This has been an unchanging truth since ancient times.

Lugalbanda is still slightly grateful to this girl who suddenly appeared and indirectly saved them. Without her, all the elites of Uruk would definitely be buried here.

At this moment, Wu Tu, the sun god who took action first, tentatively lowered countless flames from the sun, and golden flames bloomed around Yakumo Cang.

The terrifying high temperature was the first obstacle. Not very adaptable to this, Yakumo Sora stretched the distance, and the air he breathed out was scorching.

Seeing Yakumo Cang easily avoiding the pursuit of the sun's flames, a sickle appeared out of thin air in Utu's hand

"Sacrilegious sinner, you defy God's authority, I will punish you."

He solemnly raised the nearly ten-foot-long sickle. The golden sickle body was flowing with divine light. Mysterious, noble and complex lines were all over it, exuding a strong evil-destroying aura.

"Such evil deeds cannot be tolerated by heaven and earth, O sun burning with wrath28! Send down the wrath of thunder and purify the filthy earth!"

During the fluctuations of divine power, the sky was filled with a sea of ​​golden fire burning the void. The stable space seemed to be overwhelmed and distorted. Yakumo Cang faced the incoming attack solemnly.

"Since it's not Gensokyo, then the barrage at full power doesn't matter."

He stretched out his right hand and took a deep breath. Yakumo’s purple eyes shone with an inexplicable brilliance.

"It just so happens that I haven’t tried Sister Yuyuko’s spell cards yet."

"To die in my hometown【To die in my hometown--suicide】"

The air condensed, and then countless blue and yellow light bombs appeared from behind him, and four thick red lasers exploded from his outstretched hand, sweeping towards Utu from right to left.

Stunned for a moment by the beautiful barrage that suddenly bloomed, Wu Tu avoided the barrage and laser tracking.

He has never seen such a gorgeous battle, and it seems that the power system is also different.

As his mind flashed, the sea of ​​​​fire roared up in the sky. The light bullets and the sea of ​​​​fire canceled each other out.

Holding a scythe, Wutu stepped forward. The opponent seemed to be a long-range mage, so close combat would be much more beneficial to him.

Frowning and quickly retreating, Yakumo Cang really didn't dare to make direct contact. He would always suffer a little loss with his bare hands.

"Tsk, do you think I can't do anything based on the sharpness of the weapon?!"

The opponent seems to be only at the level of madness. Well, after all, he is the God of Disobedience. He is the same thing as a projection. No matter how many times he kills, he will never truly die. The sharp sickle is inseparable from his body, which makes him unhappy. After always retreating, Yakumo Cang finally realized how important it is to have a good weapon.

"Unknown existence, wash away the filth under the purification of the sun

"Hey, I'm a monster. What's wrong? It makes people uncomfortable. If you don't know, you might think it's some kind of monster."

"Monster? No matter what you are... you are destined to fail under the light of the sun god."

Because he couldn't get rid of Utu's close approach for the time being, Yakumo Canoshi had to keep dodging. However, the martial arts of the gods were indeed not limited. Even with the help of intuition, he was still almost hit several times.

As the battle intensified, The mysterious carvings on the golden scythe shone brightly, leaving afterimages as they roared through the space.

Feeling that the situation was not going to be good if this continued, Yakumo Sou decisively opened the spell card.

"Dance of Death [The principle that all living things must perish--Demon Realm】"

As elegant as a dance, red and blue butterfly-shaped bullets spread out in a spiral shape from Yakumo Aoi's body.

The sudden change forced Utu to forcibly stop his next actions. Although he was amazed that there could be such a beautiful battle in the world, he still calmed down and used his sickle to kill the flying barrage.

"As a self-proclaimed monster, I admire your bravery, but any act that provokes the gods will be ruthlessly suppressed."

Looking at the fierce situation in the sky with fear, Lugalbanda clenched his fists. All this was beyond his expectation. He felt extremely ridiculous that someone could actually fight the gods.

But what followed was excitement. , gods are not invincible. The image of the lofty gods collapsed at this moment, and the hidden ambitions are growing.

As the gods who protect the city-state, they do nothing but enjoy the worship and awe of the world, exploit the achievements of mankind, and accept it with peace of mind. Sacrifice and tribute, just because they are gods.

He had not realized that he had accumulated a lot of dissatisfaction before. Under the pressure of the gods, the impossible ideal was buried tightly.

But now, someone can Being comparable to the gods shows that humans also have their own strength and confidence. As long as they can get rid of the shackles of the gods, human development will be more prosperous. Come on! Only humans who have defeated the gods and broken free from the shackles can hold their own will.

The red and blue death soul butterflies danced gracefully, hiding the mystery of death in their graceful floating.

Because of the aftermath of the battle, the ground was constantly being destroyed by flying light bullets and golden flames, and a scene like destruction shone in Uruk. In people's eyes,

Yakun Cang controls the trajectory of the dead soul butterfly, preventing Wu Tu from getting close easily. He has suffered enough from the frustration just now.

Although he is a small level below him, his strength will never be the same. Weak, with a depressed mentality, Yakumo Cang strengthened the operation of the demonic power in his body.

617's already slightly declining barrage received new power injection, and became obviously denser, Wu Tu's mind moved slightly

"It seems that ordinary moves are unlikely to bring you any danger. In this case, let's attack Ziwu in anger."

Although Yakumo Cang looked quite embarrassed before, he didn't suffer any real damage, his clothes were just a little messy.

Stopping, Wutu had a faint smile on his expressionless face.

"Monster, if you can take this blow, I will recognize you as equal to a god. After all, it’s been a long time since I’ve played so happily. Let me see what you can do!"

The surging divine power was injected into the golden sickle body. Wutu's armor with mysterious runes outlined on his body was somewhat damaged. That was where he had been hit by the barrage before he was not in a hurry to dodge.

"It's really an honor to say this, and it also allows me to see how the gods are different. After all, the two gods of Monster Mountain have never seen anything happen before!"

"As you wish!"

The golden light became intense instantly, dyeing the sky with a faint veil, and the sickle that condensed the fluctuations of divine power exuded a terrifying aura. The golden figure cut through the sky, moving at a speed several times faster than before. The ghostly figure came.

Yakumo Cang's eyes became completely solemn._Fei

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