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Originally, Skaha's treasure was intended as a must-have against the single-specialized type, but as far as she is concerned, or the real use of the magic spear for throwing, it is a large-area wide-area attack.

Just like the stunt she performed in the cave outside last night.

No, the power and scope of this time, and even the visual effects on the surface, are still above that.

I saw the spear thrown by Skaha, as if it had paused in midair, and it suddenly increased in value several times with the appearance that was visible to the naked eye.

From the tip of the gun, another vein was extended, and from the other end of the vein, a new spear was extended.

One spear extended several of the same spears, and a new spear extended several new spears again.

This is repeated like reincarnation, but in the blink of an eye, the spear forest like the endless branches of the world tree almost fills the entire field of vision.

The endless spear forest grew upside down, and the terrifying sharp branches kept approaching the ground. In the next second, the top of the huge red spear tree touched the first enemy.

With this as the beginning, the gun forest, which seems to never stop, is like a vine with endless growth functions, constantly multiplying and spreading to the entangled enemy.

Countless spears were thrown into the sea of ​​bones, upsetting the factory that produces giant bones. The poor skeletons, who had just gotten up and had not had time to show their quantitative advantages, returned to silence again.

Boom...

A long spear was inserted in front of the sea of ​​bones, and Skaha, who had fallen from midair, stood on the tail of the spear, looking coldly at the two people who were safe and sound in the red and white ocean.

"Besides these toys, is there anything else you can show as embarrassingly?"

"Humph!"

Nordens snorted coldly, then reached out and grabbed it again.

call--

It was completely different from the previous one, a huge claw condensed from the gray mist around it, and it patted Skaha at a very fast speed.

The red spear greeted him like a wandering dragon, and slammed into the claws, making the sound of gold and iron clashing.

If there is a substantial fog claw pushing a person to the ground, the huge force makes the metal combat boots plow two straight marks on the ground.

Skaha frowned, twisted around and gave up the wrestling.

boom!

The claws emasculated and grabbed the ground unabated, and dug an unsightly huge hole in the ground.

Skaha glanced behind him and withdrew his gaze blankly.

If she just stayed a little longer, the only closed claws would have grabbed her directly.

"Are you the **** who manipulates the mist?"

The fighting methods of the gods are varied, and even they themselves don't have the special ability to fight, but their own powers allow them to have the means to fight.

This is the experience of Skaha derived from his own experience.

She just saw that the giants struggling from the sea of ​​bones were all connected by looming gray mists.

It's just that what she saw this time was limited to this, if it weren't for the surrounding environmental problems, I'm afraid she would see it more clearly.

"Oh?"

Nordens looked closely at Skaha on the opposite side. He was neither affirmative nor negative, but he said: "It seems that she is still a woman who often deals with gods? I smell a lot on you. The smell of blood."

"Ah, yeah, for a guy like you, I'm almost tired of killing it."

Skaha smiled gently, she raised the spear in her hand and pointed it straight at the King of the Great Abyss.

"What? I smell the blood of the same kind on me, are you scared?"

"Fear?"

Nordens did not conceal the disgust on his face, he squinted his eyes as if looking at something dirty and pointed a gun at his godslayer.

"A group of wastes killed by insects, why should I be afraid of them?"

Skaha smiled unchanged and said: "In my opinion, old man, you are not as bad as the part of the waste I have slaughtered?"

"Heh—differentiating spirits, don’t know what I can do with you."

"Spirit? Interesting saying, yes, I really don't think you can do anything to me. Frankly speaking, I don't think you can even beat me as a spirit body."

"A rude little girl! Even if you kneel down and beg for mercy, I won't--!?"

Nordens' beard trembled with anger, he raised his hand again, and wisps of gray mist in the air gradually gathered on his fingertips.

At this moment, a vision far above this suddenly appeared.

In the distant horizon, a gray tornado gradually emerged in everyone's eyes.

The light gray tornado seemed to have swept away the fog here, making the surrounding scenery gradually clear.

Even with that, the grey sky has appeared in its original form.

The dreamlike rays of light spilled, and even the gloomy and terrifying valleys seemed a bit beautiful at this moment.

Lixiang stretched out her hands as if to hold the light spilt from the sky, she couldn't help but grabbed the beautiful thing that she couldn't touch, and raised her head inconceivably.

A slender pillar stood on the peak of the mountain they had left, running through the sky and the earth.

Above the pillar, an unspeakable spectacular scene replaced the original sky.

The resplendent starry sky, the boundless color of water that separates the starry sky from the earth, and the sky composed of stars and oceans, are reflected in the eyes of a few people like a fascinating picture.

The unreasonable, violent and tough beauty, for a while, quieted the surroundings.

Lixiang spoke first, and she touched Matthew, who had been guarding her.

"Masiu...I remember, I heard you say before, isn't this underground?"

She pointed to the magnificent scenery in the sky, and said in disbelief: "I just assumed it was something wrong, but would a normal sky be like that?"

For the time being, the starry sky that really looks like a galaxy doesn't look normal. How can the sea hanging in the sky look abnormal?

The people on their side, Riyaki, are not so exaggerated.

"This... water can indeed float in the air, whether it is magic or science can do this, but to hold up water of that quality means that there must be something that can be compared with it. The force of resistance, to understand it simply, is the pressure of the air or something..."

"Then why didn't we become biscuits?"

Matthew vented a sigh of relief.