N-M Chapter 186 Crystal Shattered, Two-Winged Angels Descend
Chapter 186 Crystal Shattered, Two-Winged Angels Descend
Lu Yan held the black lotus and stared at the golden-haired masked man on the bone throne.
That guy had no intention of a one-on-one fight.
He's a completely brainwashed madman.
He slowly pulled a fist-sized, blood-red crystal from under his wide robe.
It contains the most secret things the Vatican keeps hidden.
That's the highest level of taboo.
He didn't utter a single unnecessary word.
Clench your fist tightly with all five fingers.
The blood-red crystal was shattered into pieces.
He opened his arms and shouted the sacrificial prayer at the top of his lungs.
There was no shockwave, nor any loud noise.
Only the sky over the Scottish Highlands suddenly changed color.
A desperate crimson hue swept across the clouds, filling the horizon.
A higher-dimensional fluctuation, exceeding the current capacity of Earth, has arrived.
At that very second.
Thousands of miles away in the Europa League, everything is in chaos.
The high-level secret realm that the White Eagle Empire and the Europa Alliance are proud of.
Those A-level and S-level secret realms that they have monopolized for many years and used to suppress China.
They were all shaking wildly.
The earth shook violently, and deep ravines were torn out of the mountain range.
The spiritual energy within the secret realm was being frantically pumped out by an invisible water pump.
A large group of Western Awakened Ones who were farming monsters in the secret realm were dumbfounded.
One second they were throwing fireballs and attacking mobs.
The ceiling collapsed a second later.
The entrances to the secret realm have dried up one after another, and all the spatial passages have collapsed.
The turbulent airflow that rushed in was extremely sharp.
He didn't even manage to shout for help.
Thousands upon thousands of low-level Western awakened individuals were minced into meat paste.
Europa's top brass stared blankly at the holographic screen in the command center.
They worshipped this Western deity as if he were their own father.
They didn't treat them like human beings at all.
This is hardly a rescue mission.
This is like using the entire foundation of the Europa League as a dry cell battery.
The toll for summoning a high-level false god.
It was filled with the lives and resources of all the awakened people in their own country.
Europe's hard-earned future, built up over decades, was completely ruined.
It's become a complete joke.
The primordial energy of these secret realms transformed into a torrent.
Crossing the vast ocean, they converged into a long, blood-red river.
It all poured into the skies over the Scottish Highlands.
They crawled into the huge, cracked cross-shaped gate.
From the depths of the star gate, something extremely exaggerated emerged.
Twelve wings, with pure white and dark gold feathers intertwined.
The divine power pressed down, and even the wind stopped blowing.
It was also surrounded by tangible chains of laws.
As soon as it took a breath, shards of glass began to fall from the surrounding space.
On the lakeside side, the first and third squads simply couldn't hold on any longer.
Even with top-tier equipment.
The dark blue armor of the Zhenhai Dragon Riders also creaked under the strain.
Zhao Leiguang stood firmly in front of two walls of earth.
The massive shield, as thick as a door panel, was forced to crack by the oppressive force.
"This is outrageously big!"
Zhao Leiguang cursed and swore, his knees bent from being pressed down.
Lin Chuxue's first blood shield was shattered as soon as it was activated.
Su Yunqing's Yao Guang's Gift was burning hot as she desperately pulled at the team's health bars.
The twelve-winged angel completely ignored his fellow comrades who were being sacrificed on the ground.
In its eyes, these are all consumables.
It stood high above, its eyes slightly darting around.
His gaze swept directly over everyone.
He kept a close eye on Yang Jian, the most threatening person in the entire arena.
Lu Yan stood at the back, listening to his teammates talking.
He looked at that huge thing in the sky and knew exactly what it was.
Those foreign devils are really ruthless; they even kill their own people.
However, the twelve-winged angels are considered to be at the highest level in Western mythology.
If you kill it, you'll get a 100x drop rate boost.
At the very least, an arms depot should be exposed.
Thinking of this, Lu Yan felt no panic whatsoever, only calculation.
In mid-air, the twelve-winged angel slowly raised his hand.
It didn't even recite a starting gesture or incantation.
A divine aurora composed of pure laws of destruction.
It shoots directly from its fingertips.
Even a supernova wouldn't happen this fast.
This aurora is completely illogical.
It struck straight at Yang Jian's face with an unavoidable momentum.
Yang Jian snorted.
He held the three-pointed, double-edged sword with both hands.
He lowered his body, blocking the impact in front of him.
The beam of light collided with the ancient divine weapon, sending sparks flying high into the air.
Yang Jian frowned, and golden blood spurted from the tiger's mouth of his hands.
He is now nothing more than a helpless, remnant soul.
Even with Lu Yan's god-level war aura as a backup.
Even without a home shrine, the offerings of incense and prayers cannot be sustained.
The ancient temples of gods in China have long been lost to tradition.
I had a blast playing in low-elo games, and I've already pretty much emptied my pockets.
Currently, when it comes to the level of rule-based power in a collision, it's purely a matter of relying on one's inherent strength to hold on.
The thrust of the aurora borealis is terrifying.
The towering Dharma Heaven and Earth, ten thousand feet high, began to flicker violently.
He stepped into the ground with both feet and was pushed backward.
Two furrows, tens of meters deep, were plowed into the ground.
The silver armor couldn't withstand such a drain.
Hundreds and thousands of fine cracks have appeared on it.
The once dazzling divine radiance visibly dimmed.
This Eastern war god was forced into a series of defeats.
"Second Brother!"
Nezha has the most explosive temper.
How could he stand by and watch his own family members be bullied?
The wheels of fire under his feet spun rapidly.
The young demon god charged forward, wielding his Fire-Tipped Spear.
The spear tip, piercing the black flame, aimed straight at the side of the twelve-winged angel.
He planned to use the siege of Wei to rescue the siege of Zhao.
The twelve-winged angel didn't even turn his head.
Its dark gold wings flapped casually on its back.
The power of the laws swirled into a storm.
This storm's intensity far exceeds that of ordinary physical attacks.
Nezha could rush forward quickly, but he could fly back even faster.
He and his gun were hit head-on by the storm.
He transformed into a cannonball fired from a gun.
It crashed heavily into the deep rock face at the bottom of the deep blue lake.
The jagged rocks pierced the sky, creating a huge, deep crater.
There was no movement for a long time.
The situation took a sharp turn for the worse.
Just moments ago, the game was going smoothly, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into a hopeless situation.
The members of the first squad of China were on tenterhooks.
They are not afraid of death.
But seeing our ancestors being suppressed and beaten by barbarians was very frustrating.
"Old Lu, you need to think of something!"
Zhao Leiguang gritted his teeth, the cracks on the shield were still widening.
The twelve-winged angel raised his hands high.
The surrounding crimson energy frantically converged into its palm.
A second, more powerful aurora is gathering energy.
This is an intention to destroy the person, their soul, and this entire mountain.
Smooth it out.
It doesn't care about the lives of the people below it at all.
Once this devastating energy strikes...
Let alone the first squad.
As a result, the entire Scottish Highlands would have to be removed from the map of the world.
Yang Jian was panting heavily.
He maintained his Dharma form, preparing to burn the last bit of his original true spirit.
Even if it means our souls are scattered, we cannot let future generations perish here.
At this critical moment.
He was waiting for this guy to have a moment when he was charging up his full power.
Lu Yan tossed the black lotus in his hand into the air.
"They're after us."
"It depends on your background, whether you're clean or not."