Spellcasting Heavens

Hearing the roars and screams from the temple in the city, Zhang Cheng revealed undisguised pride in his eyes, and said to the two gods with a smile:

Look, this is a mortal, a humble and insignificant mortal.

Although they are ignorant and easily deceived by various speeches, they can burst out unimaginable power at critical moments, and even decide the life and death of gods to some extent.

In addition, I also discovered that you gods who claim to be aloof, actually control the world far less firmly than you imagined.

In many cases, a few words and a little trick can change people’s attitudes toward God.

After all, it's always easier to destroy than to create, isn't it?

Reptile! Do you know what you're doing? You're declaring war on the gods! Ben asked loudly with a vicious look on his face.

Ah! Of course! Otherwise, why do you think I came all the way here? Zhang Cheng casually flicked his stout tail.

Tom, who was not far away, didn't say a word, silently raised his weapon and took a fighting stance. He didn't seem to intend to waste his words, and directly expressed his attitude with actions.

As the god of loyalty and courage, he could clearly feel the terrifying power contained in the huge object in front of him, as well as the red to black evil aura.

powerful!

evil!

The whole body exudes the breath of death and destruction!

When dealing with such existence, he prefers to directly destroy it from body to spirit. Even if the previous battle has consumed a lot of divine power, he must unswervingly implement the justice in his heart.

Aware of the opponent's soaring will to fight, Zhang Chengcheng glanced deeply at the god of tyranny who didn't know what he was planning, and suddenly jumped at him.

Although his size is already huge like a hill, normally it should be very cumbersome, but this blow was too fast for everyone to react.

Before the weapon in his hand fell, Tom was thrown to the ground, followed by a scorching dragon's breath that spewed out at his head.

The breath full of divine power and magical energy caused serious burns on the head of the God of Justice and Courage in just a split second, and the right half of his face, including his eyes, all turned into a mass of black charcoal.

But he endured the severe pain, raised his two-handed sword and stabbed the dragon's relatively fragile neck fiercely.

clang!

After only hearing a crisp metal collision sound, the giant sword pierced the metal armor wrapped outside, but it failed to damage the dragon scales protected by several advanced protection magics.

Without any accident, the giant sword glowing with golden light was bounced off on the spot.

Taking advantage of his size, Zhang Cheng didn't intend to give the enemy a chance to breathe or counterattack at all. He directly pressed Tom to the ground and spit out a spell from his mouth with a smirk: Mimic! Puncture!

moment!

The alloy armor pieces with strange luster on his body made a clattering sound, falling off his body like fish scales, wrapping the body of loyalty and courage at an extremely fast speed.

Immediately after more than 50 pieces of metal armor began to stretch inexplicably,

It turned into a spear with the thickness of a finger, and a brain stabbed in between the gap between the armor and the armor.

puff!

Golden blood splattered everywhere!

what!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Residents of the entire Port of Tanteris could hear Tom's utterly painful screams!

Just as the god was trying to use his divine power to break free, sharp dragon claws fell from the sky, tore open his chest on the spot, dug out the beating heart and threw it into the dragon's mouth.

creak! creak! creak...

With the creepy chewing sound, the body of loyalty and courage died on the spot. The divine power and divinity contained in his body, a trace of tribe, all became the nourishment for Zhang Cheng to strengthen himself.

No! No! No! What did you monster do?!!!

A priest serving Thom, apparently unable to bear the deity he served was so easily killed, rushed forward like a madman.

Several other priests and paladins also reacted, and then they planned to avenge the gods.

Humph! An over-the-top idiot! Zhang Cheng sneered, without even looking at the other party, raised his paw and snapped his fingers lightly.

Snapped!

I saw that the space in front of these priests and paladins suddenly twisted without warning, directly involving everyone, and after just a second, it was completely restored to its original state.

However, living people have become puddles of gelatinous substances mixed with flesh, viscera and bones, and even armor and weapons have been squeezed into various shapes by unknown tricks.

No spells!

No spellcasting action!

Some are just a snap of fingers!

Many casters who observed the space distortion were stunned by what happened in front of them!

They simply can't understand how this happened, some kind of innate spell-like ability? Or a powerful magic item?

Only Bann stood there with a gloomy face, and after a full minute, he said to himself in an unbelievable tone: Is it psionic power? You actually mastered psionic power!

What, you're surprised? Could it be that you thought I would do nothing and be arrogant enough to stand up and fight the gods? No, I prepared more than you could imagine! Now that Tom is dead, the next one should be now you……

After all, Zhang Cheng controlled the armor piece to return to himself, forming an airtight protection again.

He could feel that these alloys stained with divine blood seemed to be producing a wonderful change, as if they had suddenly changed from dead to life.

I have to say that God is really a very magical special species. Whether it is heart, muscle, blood, or bones, all of them have incredible power. Even just a little bit can make mortals complete the transformation of their life forms, and even It is to give a soul to inanimate things.

Zhang Cheng is very clear about his positioning. He is not one of those guys who tirelessly seeks the road to conferring gods, nor is he willing to crawl at the feet of the gods and wait for the answer from the other party.

He is a predator, eager to use the power of many for his own use by constantly killing the gods.

Whether it is divine or divine, they are all consumables for him. He only needs to keep a little seed at the end, and it doesn't matter if the rest is used up.

What's more, as more and more gods were killed, he gradually felt that something completely different from divine power was taking root in his body, and it wouldn't be long before a brand new power that truly belonged to him would be born.

But before that, he still needs to kill more gods and use the death of the other party to water this fragile seedling until it blooms and bears fruit...

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