Come to Infinity, Sacrifice to Me

"Indulging in fighting, no matter what the result is, the injured are our people, that poor human being..."

"Hahaha, any high-sounding excuses are nothing, and everything needs strength to speak, so please enlighten me, everyone."

Shiva, who was enjoying the battle, returned a hearty smile, God remained silent, and the Beast Emperor roared wildly.

Before the fireball of the Beast Emperor ravaging the earth came, Shiva leaped towards Liu Daoming, and the two separated in an instant. They fought in the sky for several rounds, sighed, and picked up the "Bible", finally showing decisiveness side.

Even the sky is dyed blood red, thunder and lightning are flying around, and countless earths are cracked. If the non-sage created this battlefield, I don't know how many innocent creatures will be affected and displaced.

"I don't mind enjoying the fun of the battle, but since the saint is not happy to watch the disaster wreak havoc, it's the best choice to let you, the guy in the way, leave the scene early."

Pulled out a golden long sword from the history books, nailed Shiva's three-pronged fork in the void, and punched him in the face with a backhand. Before the God of Destruction could react, he was thrown hundreds of kilometers away. A long trail of smoke and dents was pulled out on the ground.

Immeasurable holy light erupted, and Liu Daoming waved and threw the long sword into the body of the Beast Emperor who was temporarily dragged by the God of the Bible.

The indescribable evaporation and explosion were like the phenomenon of tens of thousands of nuclear bombs multiplying each other. The continent was instantly flooded by fire and thunderstorms, and the dazzling brilliance made the eyes of the spectators shed tears.

"God..."

In the heavens, Gabriel stared blankly at the magic of the remote image, and the rest of the seraphs also lost their voices.

They have never seen such a terrifying battlefield, even when they confronted the fallen angels and other gods in the past, they were not so exaggerated, and they simply challenged the fragile string in their hearts.

"What should we do? Just be indifferent and let the gods and kings go to the battlefield alone?"

With tears in the corners of Gabriel's eyes, he asked Michael.

The handsome blond-haired twelve-winged angel couldn't give an answer. Although the current twelve-winged angels have been promoted to the level of powerful main gods of various gods because of the power given by Liu Daoming, it is still difficult to participate in the battle in front of them. They want to support themselves. Even gods can't do it, it's a dimensional gap.

"Pray to God." Uriel said: "God will not lose. All we can do is pray and monitor other gods to maintain peace and justice in the world. We must not let them take the opportunity to cause chaos!"

There is only so much the angels can do. At the same time, the fallen angels also made the same choice. The three leaders sealed off the route leading to the deepest part of the underworld. Shiva-like guy, get involved.

The flames are bright and flamboyant, like a soaring peacock, exuding an aura of destruction in the depths of the underworld.

The screams of the beast kept coming out, and the holy light representing power and order, like the nemesis of the beast, kept hindering the recovery of "666", blowing up its seven capitals to pieces.

"Reckless, merciless power, Lord Shiva, will you also be annihilated with this beast?"

Seeing the scene in front of her, Sheng's eyes turned cold, and sealing spells were floating around, constantly approaching the beast emperor who was maimed by the explosion. She had already discovered that the immortality of the beast in front of her was beyond imagination. Smash can be revived.

"Haha, gods of the angels, your strength is indeed greater than mine. This is the first time I have been injured since the battle with Vishnu."

Looking at the self-regenerated beast emperor, Shiva wiped the corners of his mouth, and looked at the blood on his fingertips, his smile became wilder.

"Exit? God of destruction in India?"

Stepping in front of the beautiful boy, he watched with great interest this guy who took pleasure in fighting and was crazy about it. In his life, Liu Daoming had faced many such martial lunatics.

"what?"

The boy stretched out his hand, and the three forks flew back to his palm.

The double-sided snare drum hanging on the handle of the gun plays the wild war dance music.

"What are you talking about? It is a rare blessing to be able to stand in the position of 'challenger'. War, defeat, death, and reincarnation of all things are reasonable. King of Angels, don't you think so? "

"Really? It sounds good. If people like you are not enemies in normal times, I don't mind chatting with you more. Now I don't have time to mess around with you."

He also has the godhead of war, and it is not incomprehensible for Shiva's pursuit.

"Look at this point, I will save your life at most."

"Don't say it as if you won." Shiva lowered his body: "Although I suffered a little loss, from now on I will get serious."

"Then go all out, let me smash your delusions, and witness what real power is!"

"Haha, it's up!"

Amid the wanton laughter, Shiva raised the three-pronged prong high, stimulating the divine power in his body without hesitation, and challenged a stronger existence as a weak person for the first time.

"Holy Judgment!"

36 pairs of wings spread out, drawn from the history books of the years, starting with the divine sword cast by flames and light, the origin, past, and experience belonging to Shiva surround the sword, exuding a more sharp breath.

This is similar to the golden sword of Welleslana. Knowing the past of the opponent through the years and history books, one can evolve restrained moves and be invincible.

"I am the strongest and the one who holds all victories!"

The light of wisdom flowed on the blade of the sword. Looking at the sword facing him, Shiva rarely showed a touch of panic. He didn't care about sex, just his instinct when he predicted that everything would be cut off.

"Don't think about it!"

Wielding the power to destroy everything, the three-pronged fork stabbed fiercely, erasing that bad premonition. At this moment, he didn't think about anything, only the determination to destroy everything in front of him was in his eyes.

However, this is not a world where will can become power, and Shiva does not have that kind of protagonist's life. A sword light that can be analyzed even by years flashes, and Shiva finds that the touch in his hand is not right, and then there is a sense of weakness. Fly out again.

"The three-pronged weapon, the identity of the god of destruction, the eight kinds of power, the position of the main god... tell me, everything you rely on, everything you are proud of, when it is all denied, can you still muster your fighting spirit! "

The holy sword was inserted into Shiva's chest and stepped on him. Rays of light analyzed, negated and then tore all the power in his body. Except for the god's physique and immortality, the most powerful god of Hinduism fell in a blink of an eye. To the level of an ordinary angel.

"Ahem!! It's really powerful and terrifying, ha! Ha! Ha! It's really a heart-pounding battle, although it was defeated in just two hits."

Laughing twice, Lord Shiva regained his former pride and stared at Liu Daoming without fear.

"King of Angels, cut off my head and become another achievement for you to show off your martial arts. You are the strong man who convinced me and Datian Shiva to lose!"

"Stop talking to yourself!"