Chapter 469 A Meteor Strikes
Chapter 469 A Meteor Strikes
It doesn't matter who moved the robot down; everyone present is a suspect.
On the other side, Xing and his two local friends from Onpharos were already locked in a fierce battle.
The spear of the natural barrier has already shown signs of weakness, so naturally they must press their advantage and finish off the enemy in one fell swoop...
But is that even possible?
Of course not.
The third stage hasn't even started yet, and you want to get the Fire Seed? That's impossible.
The battle spirits of Suspended Edge rapidly converged on Nicardoli, and the giant sword that had been hovering above Suspended Edge City slowly began to rotate, its blade aimed at Kefal, who was carrying the Dawn Machine not far away.
Nicardoli's purpose is obvious.
He tried to kill Cephalus.
—Very good, now the holy city of Ohma is Fucarus.
No one knows what Nicardoli was thinking, even if he died a thousand times, he still wanted to pierce through Cephalos's body... and the Dawn Machine on his back.
Facing this once-godlike figure, Wan Di was overwhelmed with mixed feelings.
But the situation at this point no longer allowed him to continue reminiscing about past glories.
"Savior, I'm giving you a chance to be a hero."
He took a few steps forward:
"Leave this battlefield to me. I will hold back this body, preventing it from wielding the Blade of Heavenly Punishment, and carry the message back to those two demigods!"
Ohma now only has Aglaia and Tibotiantinen... two demigods. Who knows what will happen when the Spear of the Abyss strikes?
Ohmma needs to prepare early.
Bai E opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.
"Are you insane? Fighting Titan all by yourself? Then I'll stay here too, Star, please—"
"Get out of here, do I have to say it like that?"
Wan Di's expression changed, and he spoke sternly.
star:……
It looks familiar.
Have you seen a similar scene when you were on the Immortal Ship?
Oh, when Suiyang escaped, one of the Suiyang possessed Yanqing. At that time, a large group of them went to find Yanqing, but in the end, only Suchang was left to hold off the other party, while the others went to find the general.
...It seems like they complained before that one group of them went to fight the enemy and another group went to fetch reinforcements...didn't any of them consider that fetching reinforcements doesn't require a whole group of people?
Even if they were afraid of running away to get reinforcements, they wouldn't necessarily run away together.
You know what, you really shouldn't say...
The current situation really does seem to be...
Xing silently pressed the earphone, took a deep breath, and spoke in her daughter's voice:
"—Zhi! Dad! Quickly…"
In the distance, a bluish-green meteor streaked across the sky, flying over Ohmma.
As the people of the holy city watched the shooting star streak across the sky, a young couple silently bowed their heads and made a wish.
"Come……"
Accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, the meteor, as if tearing through the entire space, transformed into an arrow in my pupils. Although it covered a great distance, its speed did not diminish in the slightest.
"one……"
Before she could finish speaking, Xing's body reacted immediately. She grabbed one of the two men by the clothes in each hand and quickly retreated.
Bai E: ? ? ?
Wan Di: ? ? ?
The meteor arrow aimed at Nicardoli, easily piercing through the Blade of Heavenly Punishment, and plummeted down—
boom--
The arrows collided with the maddened Titan.
The immense impact sent the three of them flying.
Xing clung to their clothes, which made it easier for them to steady themselves and also to hold Xing back from flying away.
The fierce wind turned the surrounding ruins upside down once again.
—The already dilapidated ruins became even more unbearable to look at.
The fierce wind subsided.
The three of them looked up.
Just then, a huge arrow slowly dispersed.
Xing blinked.
He also didn't forget to add the last word he hadn't finished saying:
"……arrow."
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Meanwhile, outside the Divine Enlightenment Tree courtyard—
Yunzhi put down the heavy bow in his hand.
—A third stage? That doesn't exist; it doesn't matter whether it exists or not.
The moment he stepped out of the Divine Enlightenment Tree Garden, he conjured a longbow, drew it towards the sky, and a shooting star flew from his hand.
Watching the shooting star disappear into the distance through the long night's moonlight:
"Is something wrong with Danheng and Xing?"
She'll know it if she thinks about it for a moment.
Yun Zhi nodded: "Who knows what kind of parameters the old man of the learned monk set for these BOSSes, but it doesn't matter. As long as we control them and don't damage Onpharos, everything will be fine."
Protecting Yun's property is not only his responsibility, but also everyone in the Immortal Boat Alliance.
(Alliance (squirrel emoji): No seats~)
"Alright, it looks like they'll send the fire back. What about Xing and the others?"
Long Night Moon Question:
"You originally planned to meet them at the Veil of Eternal Night, right? Will they still come?"
Wouldn't they be curious about the ceremony of returning the fire?
Clouds shrug:
"What's the big deal? Just call them directly, right? -- Xing, Danheng, tell them to bring you to the Veil of Eternal Night. We should go pick up Little March."
He spoke a couple of sentences into the communicator.
Changyeyue seemed to hear curious voices coming from the other side.
But judging from Yunzhi's expression, they didn't hesitate at all. As soon as they heard that they could find March 7th, the two friends on the other side happily agreed.
so good.
Changyeyue smiled happily.
Yun patted Lie's neck.
Suddenly, he turned around and looked at Chang Yeyue.
"The Long Night".
he asks:
Did you hear anything just now?
Changyeyue blinked, folded her umbrella, and walked over:
"If you were talking about the students' gasps behind you when the meteor went off... then I believe Ohmma heard them all."
It was very loud.
Yun shook her head: "It's not this... Never mind, let's go."
What I just heard wasn't the gasps of those people.
It was a voice that was very close, yet seemed to be separated by an insurmountable river.
—A girl's voice.
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