The God Killer in the Comic World

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A bolt of lightning moved slightly into the distance, and the familiar beast that was fighting with it was obviously half a point weaker.

As the distance increases, the magic power that can be provided to the beasts also decreases significantly.

From that golden gun, the Forgotten War King felt fatal fear for the first time. If he didn't run away, he would really die.

No, this was not an escape, but a strategic retreat.

He was indeed too trusting in this battle, and it would not be too late to retrieve the situation after collecting more detailed information.

With this idea, Badal looked back. On the line where the deep sea meets the sky, the terrifying figure disappeared from the field of vision. Only the turbulent sea water under his feet still told the story of the previous tragic battle.

After returning home, in addition to summoning the army, we also have to get those guys who are just watching to contribute.

With the destruction of the Sanctuary Organization Army as a threat, those politicians will never let such a dangerous existence go.

To hell with the Sanctuary Treaty and all that, the appearance of that man has broken the balance of the world, and he will definitely be able to bring other countries down with this opportunity.

As for whether the Second World War will start, Badal can no longer care so much.

The only thing he needs to think about now is how to deal with Ling Yun.

The Forgotten War King was lying on the back of the beast in a state of embarrassment, his whole body was soaked, and the scars on his chest made him frightened.

If he had hit his head with that punch just now, he would have died while recovering.

The noisy sea breeze mixed with the fishy smell blew the body of the First True Ancestor. After the spirit was highly tense, the whole person collapsed.

The howling of the wind filled my ears, as well as the calls of seagulls hunting for prey.

A rare peace.

At this moment, the Forgotten War King, who was leaning on the back of the beast, noticed a bright light flashing past.

On the other side, Ling Yun felt the distant aura and stopped with a sneer.

It is not shameful to run away, but it is a foolish choice to resist.

However, how could Ling Yun, who had long expected it, return home?

"I won't let you escape."

The sea breeze slapped the hem of Ling Yun's clothes, making a rustling sound. Ling Yun held the middle part of the Dusk Holy Spear, and then raised it above his head calmly. In the dazzling golden light, a pale silver snake gradually emerged.

There seemed to be something in the thick dark clouds. The God of Thunder was roaring, and thick bolts of lightning fell from the sky, and then were drawn by lightning rods and absorbed by the holy spear of dusk.

The dark clouds and oceans stirred like black holes, and all the pale lightning fell like heavy rain.

From deep in the earth's crust The flames drilled out of the core of the earth caused the ocean to rise like an eternal flame.

——A feast of glitter.

Countless orange sparks exploded, and the thunder light and the holy spear combined to form a weapon about two meters long, with golden light and silver snakes entwined on it.

"Goodbye, First True Ancestor."

Locking the breath that was about to disappear, Ling Yun first assumed the posture of a javelin thrower, and then threw it heavily into the distance outside the field of vision. The shrill energy disrupted the space, carrying a deafening roar, dividing the ocean along the way. A dark ravine hundreds of meters deep.

It was so far away that even the most advanced radar could not detect it.

The roaring energy made the Forgotten War King look sideways at it after he relaxed. He subconsciously summoned the beast, but he discovered that, The subordinates were torn apart like tofu by sharp guns, unable to resist.

There was no way to escape, and the light of destruction came instantly.

"......Damn it! How could I die! How could I possibly die here! I am the great First True Ancestor, ruling the largest empire in the world.......！"

The retreat sheds the disguise of elegance and calmness, and becomes like the angry and twisted roar of a demon.

But it was all in vain.

Muscles dissolved, bones shattered and then evaporated. The destructive torrent of energy destroyed the body of the Forgotten War King in the blink of an eye. The blood was like mist. The speed of death exceeded the speed of pain transmitted through the neural network, making Badal even scream. Step into hell without sending out.

The vampire's regenerative powers couldn't save him.

At that moment, it seemed as if half the world saw the light that illuminated the night sky.

They stopped to take photos one after another, and mortals who didn't know what was going on were sharing their experiences on the communication platform.

No one knew that the First True Ancestor had died.

And at the moment when the Forgotten War King died, within the War King's territory.

The vampires who were sitting on the Diaoyutai, waiting for their master to return victoriously, were suddenly horrified to discover that the bodies of those high-level vampires who had obtained the essence and blood of the War King and became direct blood relatives began to melt like candles. In just a few seconds, Within a short period of time, it was reduced to a pile of ashes or dry bones.

Scenes like this are happening all over the King of War realm.

As long as they were direct blood relatives of the First True Ancestor, they all followed their master to hell.

Unstoppable chaos spread from the palace and the military camp to the outside.

There are even more rebels who have been unable to restrain themselves for a long time. They took this opportunity to raise the banner and led their own private soldiers to rebel.

There is a fine line between riot and peace.

However, Ling Yun was not in the mood to care about that kind of thing now. Although the battle with the First True Ancestor was not dangerous as he expected, the seventy-two familiar beasts gave him a headache at first.

Ling Yun, who was full of firepower from the beginning, spent a lot of magic power after the battle. If it were Ling Yun who had just completed the great deed of killing gods, he would have collapsed to the ground from exhaustion by this time.

"Let's go back."

Ling Yun glanced at the still burning sea, and after extinguishing the flames, he used the magic power to fly towards the capital of the Kingdom of Aldykia.

The surveillance satellites and drones lost contact early in the middle of the battle, so everyone Staying in the hall and waiting anxiously.

Lucas and Polyfunia kept talking in low voices, giving the necessary orders to the army.

Although they believed in Ling Yun's strength, they had to prepare for the worst.

"Buzz——！"

The air trembled slightly, and Ling Yun's figure appeared in the empty field, unscathed, with only traces of the suit he was wearing being wet by the sea water.

After several outbursts, he now pays great attention to his appearance and strives to keep even his clothes intact.

"Lingyun!"

She ran over screaming, and the little blond loli with red eyes threw herself into his arms with a bang.

Seeing that he had returned safely, her heart that had been hanging around was finally relieved.

Xia Yin and Nagisa, Se Resta and several other lolita also gathered around, asking each other worriedly.

La Fulia stood on the outside, smiling softly, but the fascination in her eyes was extremely deep.

The ending was self-evident.

It was the Forgotten War King who lost.