Infinite Metaverse

Chapter 657 Kill with one knife

The portal gun needs to be opened on a flat and hard surface, and in order to pass through the Space Marines, the aperture diameter must be large enough. It was precisely because Fu Qinghai took this into consideration, and considered that there might not be a place in the desert where the teleportation aperture could be opened, that he specially carried a steel plate into the desert.

The battle between mages is like the fireworks set off during the New Year, with flames, ice, frost, lightning, and various special effects of light and shadow, making the entire night sky colorful.

"Ring of Frost!" "Ice Barrier!"

Olivia exploded the ice among the enemies.

"Collective flame shield!" "Resist energy damage!"

The mages of the fifth dimension took it in stride.

"Dizziness!" "Fear!" "Charm humans!"

There are endless control skills in the fifth dimension.

"Group dispersion!" "Defense fear barrier!"

The Zero Realm Guild's counter spell immediately followed.

The two major magic societies are at odds with each other.

After Fu Qinghai opened the teleportation aperture, he sat down with a pestle knife with one hand. Sitting next to the erected steel plate, he watched the Ghost Rider Kalamanda riding a jet motorcycle dragging flames and roaring out of the aperture. He watched the Paladin Tristan raise his hand. Holding the platinum war hammer and leading the Space Marines to file out of the circle of light, he watched Satflan activate his invisibility and gradually disappear into the night...

The fifth dimension is gone.

Fu Qinghai sentenced them to death.

The greatest support in the fifth dimension is the Crocodile Goddess. The projection of the gods is in front, and the reincarnations follow behind. Now that Amit has lost her avatar and can no longer maintain her projection existence, defeat is only a matter of time. Mao Sugawara, the strongest fighter in the opposing camp, was pinned down by Zhang Yuning again, and the Tiefutu battle group became the straw that broke the camel's back.

Even Fu Qinghai did not send the Sisters of Silence and the Chapter Think Tank to participate in the battle. The Sisters of Silence currently only have a team of less than five people. This is the seed for the Chapter to build the future Sisters of Silence unit. No one can be compromised here. As for the think tank unit of the battle group - the Wu Zhu Brigade, it currently only has a prototype framework. The only ready-made combat power is the think tank director Danzhuer, and there is no need to send it to the battlefield.

A dense hail of bombs was roaring.

Staggering beams of plasma streak across the night sky.

The unobstructed desert terrain has no place to hide. The only rift valley has been trampled to the ground by the crocodile goddess. The wizards of the fifth dimension can only hold up various magic shields to face the hail of bullets.

"Entropic light shield!" "Deflection field!"

This is a defensive shield against long-range fire.

"Illusion!" "Invisibility!" "Oil the soles of your feet!"

Some mages were ready to escape when they saw that the situation was bad.

Heavily armed ceramite giants swarmed out of the orange aperture. The Space Marines were shooting with guns while weaving in and out quickly, not intending to let any enemy go. The thermal imaging of the eyepiece was turned on and the invisibility technique was easily seen through.

"Pyroblast...pop! Ah!"

Just as Augustus was about to cast the spell, he was forcibly interrupted by the "Bibigo Disruption Palm" and was knocked to the ground. A small, ghostly human palm appeared out of thin air and slapped him in the face. Before the Draenei could react, he was knocked down to the ground by a combination of "Bibigo's Attack Punch" and "Bibigo's Falling Palm", and was sent flying, rolling and vomiting three liters of blood.

A brightly colored giant palm and a giant fist as big as a human torso appeared out of thin air. A set of force field spells beat Augustus into a panic. If he hadn't been relatively strong, he would have ended up here today.

"Quick Healing!" "Prayer of Healing!"

The priest under him quickly came to add blood to the boss.

"Ugh...fuck you."

Augustus groaned in pain and got up.

Suddenly he saw the Space Marines pouring out of the circle of light.

"Qingshan is here, Qingshan is finally here!"

Augustus shouted excitedly while holding his staff.

Hearing this, Olivia suddenly turned around and looked back.

At a glance, he caught the black-gold armor warrior, holding a long knife in one hand, sitting alone next to an erected steel plate on the top of the sand dune. Space warriors continued to rush out of the circle of light around him to join the battlefield, and he looked like on the battlefield. The aloof king, calm and confident, has victory in hand. Everything is under his control and there is no need to take action.

"Quack, quack...die, all of you die!"

The Ghost Rider Kalamanda is like a flaming meteor. He rushes into the enemy group while laughing wildly. He controls the handle of the jet motorcycle with one hand and holds the flaming chainsword like Hot Wheels with the other hand. The fire of hell is burning among the enemy groups. The fever spread, forcing a group of mages to run around - they didn't dare to stop and look at the Ghost Rider for fear of being instantly killed at a glance.

"Holy Shield!" "Holy Healing!" "Holy Intervention!"

Paladin Tristan's holy light spell blocked the demon warlock Beren's shadow spell. Golden shadow runes surrounded his body. He rushed into the enemy group with the holy shield and struck one at a time. Each blow was accompanied by a sudden burst of golden light. . The Space Marines who follow the Chief Priest are also extremely brave, blessed with a halo of blessings such as the blessing of strength, the power of justice and so on.

The spell slots of the mages of the fifth dimension had been exhausted during the fierce battle with the Zero Realm Guild. The sudden entry of the Space Marines into the battlefield caused the situation to instantly reverse. There are more than a thousand space warriors in a whole battle group. This is a force that the fifth dimension did not expect at all. The cunning and smart mages made an instant decision to give up the fight and activated the last few spell slots at the bottom of the box to prepare to leave the battlefield.

"Any door!" "Teleportation!" "Dimension jump!"

They are all seasoned veterans, and the last few spells are always prepared for the current scene. As a result, the capable old mages used their life-saving skills to escape, while the remaining rookies who were not good at learning and had no experience could only suffer on the spot and have their bodies torn apart by whistling bombs and buzzing chain saws. The teammates' escape began to produce a chain reaction, and the defeat was instantaneous. More and more reincarnations chose to surrender.

"I surrender to Qingshan Khan!"

The first caster dropped his staff and crept to the ground.

"Surrender, we surrender!"

More and more players are choosing to give up resistance.

The Zero Realm guild players who were killing Red Eyes didn't want to stop, but were stopped by Tristan. The chief priest knew that his Khan had always behaved like this. He ignored the dissatisfaction and complaints of his allies, but turned back to look at the figure sitting on the top of the sand dune. After hearing the reply "Surrender granted" over the ear communication channel, the Chief Chaplain waved his hand to the Space Marines to prepare to receive the prisoners.

Fu Qinghai sat on the top of the sand dune.

His eyes slowly swept across the entire battlefield.

The new Moon Knight is on a killing spree.

Arthur Harrow and his followers were doomed.

The Crocodile Goddess projection is rapidly declining.

Luna Projection and Queen Muto attacked from both sides.

The enemy's defeat is certain.

Only... there seems to be some anxiety somewhere.

Fu Qinghai stood up holding on to the handle of the knife.

He found a worthy target.

…

Shabak and the Seven Deadly Sins.

The two evil supermen of the DC expanded universe.

This battle that took place deep in the Sahara Desert would not attract interference from unrelated people like the Avengers. Two female devils, one red and one black, flew into the sky while fighting. The alternating flashes that are difficult to catch with the naked eye, and the continuous collision and sonic boom roar. Both of them are strong in attack and defense. Without the intervention of outsiders, it would be difficult to tell the winner for a while.

"Bang!"

After the two of them exchanged punches, Sugawara Mao twisted her waist and turned around to sweep out a kick. Zhang Yuning's delicate bat wings suddenly flapped behind her back. She stopped in the air to avoid the sweeping kick, and her hoof brushed her abdomen and swept away. , Sugawara Mao also took the opportunity to distance herself a little. The two of them were facing each other, breathing heavily, and by now they had completely lost the energy to taunt each other.

"Ho, ho, ho..."

Sugawara Mao's plump breasts were half-covered and half-exposed, and the breath of hot sulfur was exhaled from her mouth and nose.

"Gudu..."

Zhang Yuning stared at Sugawara Mao closely, swallowing a mouthful of saliva and trying her best to adjust her breathing.

"Drink!"

Sugawara Mao mustered up her strength and punched again. Zhang Yuning was not to be outdone and faced her again. The two demon queens once again got into a close fight. Every time their fists and feet struck, black smoke billowed and red flames exploded.

at this time.

Sugawara Mao suddenly caught it from the corner of his eye.

A flash of shining knife light struck from the slanted stab.

This sword light came so suddenly, although its speed was not extremely fast - at least it was not fast enough for her to notice it. But the angle, timing and position of its cut are all just right: the remaining punch, the stiffness of inertia, the blind spot of the field of vision, the delay of turning... everything is so perfect, as if it has been carefully calculated to the millimeter and microsecond. , appeared in the place she least wanted to see at the most unexpected time, and Mao Sugawara couldn't avoid it.

At that moment, Sugawara Mao suddenly realized it.

What exactly is...combat skill?

There is no absolute power, no ultimate speed.

It’s that moment of judgment and choice.

It is a fleeting opportunity and grasp.

When Fu Qinghai faced Sigismund and lost unexpectedly in the first round, he had the same feeling - it turned out that this was the ultimate skill. But at that time it was just a cage fight, but now it was a fatal battle that separated life and death. Sugawara Mao also had the same sentiment at this moment.

But it's too late.

Wrapped in the arc of the disintegrating force field, the shining silver sword light was inserted diagonally, penetrating her right shoulder blade easily, sliding in along the narrow gap between the bones, piercing the cartilage tissue, ligament and fascia along the way, and immersed deeply. In the chest, he cut open the beating heart of the devil and stabbed it out from the chest.

"Pfft!"

Sugawara Mao froze in mid-air.

Slowly he looked down at his chest.

A long straight-edged knife came out of the middle.

Like tiny splashes of water held down when diving.

Even the blood spilled was pitiful.

"It's you, Qingshan..."

Sugawara Mao turned her head little by little and looked behind her.

I saw Fu Qinghai holding a knife in one hand and showing no expression on his face.

Severe pain began to spread throughout the body.

"I don't want to die, Qingshan, I don't want to die..."

Sugawara Mao suddenly lost all her courage.