Between the turbulent magic flow like a tsunami, the intertwined and collided platinum and scarlet disappeared out of thin air, replaced by a blue sky, or a blue gap covered by scarlet, but it presents a scene that is almost the same as the current battlefield.

The same picturesque scenery from the Balkans, the same Joan of Arc, the same magicians of the two camps of red and black, and the same tragic corpses everywhere. The only difference is that there is no Jiuli blood shadow all over the mountains, but all they have is a figure slaughtering like a Shura evil ghost.

Although the simple shoulder pads, belts and armor have been replaced by extremely luxurious golden-red heavy armor, the double blades emitting scarlet flames and the dark red stripes on the pale skin prove his identity, Kratos.

Amid the violent laughter, Kratos took a step forward, and his legs exerted force and shot out like a cannonball. The double-edged blades connected to the chains were thrust and rotated from both ribs and dragged the huge body, nearly nine feet tall, to his face, and his knees hit Spartacus' chest like a siege cone.

The job introduction of the spartacus made Spartacus unable to feel the pain at all. All the damage and pain will be transformed into increasingly crazy fighting spirit. However, fighting spirit is one thing, and the fact is another.

As the God of War with the blood of the King of Gods in his body, Kratos not only possesses combat skills and physiques that are above the mundane, but also has wisdom as terrible. In terms of mastering and applying magic power, even the heroes of the caster vocations cannot be compared with it. The unparalleled divine power from Titan seems even more terrifying under the same huge amount of magic power. So how can a berker resist? After smashing Spartacus hard to the ground, Kratos stepped on the ground with his right foot again, and his whole body slashed high and stepped directly on his chest from top to bottom.

Spartacus is not as good as Garna, Ziegfei or Achilles. All he can rely on is his strong body and the burning magic power inside his body. His chest was sunk like a flattened copper bell. When the magic power flow was cut off, he could no longer make any effective resistance. Kratos could hold his head and neck tightly with both hands.

According to common sense, the heroic spirit composed of magic has no flesh and blood. Even if it is completely crushed by the millstone, it will only turn into scattered magic. However, the Spartacus in front of him was directly held by Kratos and directly pulled the skull and flesh to the whole body. The scattered bones, blood mixed with brain matter, looked so real, and there was no sign of restoring it to magic at all.

"this……"

The cruel scene in front of him undoubtedly shocked these heroes, and Kratos was also shocked by the sudden violent energy fluctuations behind him. He stared blankly at the sudden golden and red turbulence from above and cut a huge crack nearly ten thousand meters long on the ground.

"Ha, your work is big enough, but disturbing my battle is not an easy act to forgive."

There seemed to be a little pleasure in the corner of Kratos' mouth. It was obvious that the heroes in this plane did not bring him any fun. Compared with the prey waiting to be slaughtered, it was obviously the demon god in front of him who came from the ancient wilderness.

Driven by the strong fighting spirit, the chaotic double blades in his hand suddenly emitted an extremely strong disaster aura. The blade became more and more sharp under the flow of golden blood. Each ancient inscription representing huge magic gradually formed an extremely complex and complex pattern. This is the posture that can only be shown after the double blades drink Ares' blood and then poured into Pandora's box of magic power. The double blades of God.

Faced with Kratos' challenge, Mo Chiyou did not pay too much attention to it, but just coldly spit out the word "kill", as if he was treating him as an ordinary prey that was as different from the ordinary heroes in front of him.

With the command of the master, billions of blood sea war souls rushed in like a tide. Although it was just a phantom of invisible matter, every time the body passed through the heroes could make the heroes feel weak. Even if they were as strong as a lion, they quickly became gray and thin. No matter how hard they struggled, they were just like waves set off in the sea, and finally returned to this dead ocean again. The evil spirit of Shura who came stepping on the blood shadow shattered all this.

Although the battle between heroes only targets each other, Kratos did not have the habit of slaughtering ordinary creatures, and only the strong are qualified to be his target, the Jiuli Legion obviously would not care about these. Obviously, this is an existence that aims to plunder and eliminate all signs of life in the plane. These powerful heroes or magicians are just the most popular prey.

"Run! Ksantos, Balius, Pedassus, War is our home court..."

Before Achilles could finish his speech, the evil spirit of blood shadow pounced on him swallowed his entire figure. Although the surging magic power in his body exploded, the erosion was inevitably spreading. Every time the horse's hooves fell, twisted faces and sharp claws would grow from the originally calm blood shadow, and there were bloodshots like spider webs between the constantly rotating wheels.

The chariots galloping in the blood shadow never stopped, but the original sea blue color was stained into black purple at some time, and then covered by layers of dark red. The insects stopped on Achilles' back at some time, and kept piled up in areas that could not be seen in sight. In the end, they merged into his body little by little, forming a nauseous and distorted nest on the back of the spine. The evil spirits that had quietly hanged behind him since the beginning also penetrated into his body...

After losing the magic power supply of the Lord, both Mordred, Ziegfei or Vlad seemed to be so struggling. The attack from the evil spirit of Shura was simply omnipresent. He just used the big sword in his hand to block the incoming claw, and the battle formation composed of Ge came from behind. The sharp tip and arc-shaped blade completely blocked their dodge space. Although it had the protection of the Dragon Blood Armor or the vampire traits barely maintained, no matter who could see how fragile and powerless this resistance was.

Among the remaining heroes in this parallel plane, only the berker Frankenstein of the Black camp, still maintains resistance by converting the ability to absorb biological current and magic. The Chastity of the Warhammer Girl in her hand temporarily blocks the blood shadow and the evil spirits through a defense network composed of strong currents. (http://.).

Unlike the blood shadows and evil spirits, the Eighty-Nine Demon Gods floating in the air have no intention of taking action. Whenever the life of a creature is taken away, or the existences with powerful wills such as heroes and magicians let out painful wails, some breaths between illusion and reality will be produced and they are sucked into their bodies, making their real body appear more solid.

"Can I understand this indifference as your provocation to me, the king of the ancient east!"

Kratos once again shattered the evil Shura spirit that stopped him from moving forward and could no longer bear the anger in his heart. Unlike those heroes, this super-spec hero with the Destroyer Provision has evolved from the original Spartan hero form, the demigod hero form, and the killer form to the real Destroyer form. If it were not for the constraints of the plane order, he could even transform into the God of War posture who was in charge of the clergy of war and killing. The power of the attack in such anger was naturally predictable.

If the treasures of those heroes were just bombs detonated in the depths of the ocean, then Kratos's double blades of gods were definitely a terrifying weapon that could create the effect of sea division. Just when the blade flew across the air, the terrifying magic flow and the surrounding air had already triggered a violent explosion. The power contained in the blade itself made people without any doubt that it could completely erase any existence from the world. It was just that Chiyou, the devastating disaster demon, still ignored it and had no intention of paying attention to...
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