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Volume 1 The Beginning of Overlord - Yun Mengze Chapter 1160 The Final Battle. Dominate the World

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    "Is it finally over?" Ye Feng looked down at the still majestic Troll Castle. With the help of Dragon Whisper Beast's eagle eyes, he could clearly see the continuous white light in the castle. He couldn't explain why. Originally,  Ming Ming's mood suddenly became complicated.  Having buried the behemoth of mythology with his own hands, he should have been satisfied and proud, but at this moment, he felt a little confused, it was a tomorrow that the gods were not clear about.  The rise of the Gods is really too fast. In just one and a half years, it has become the number one guild in China and even the world. I can¡¯t blame those with dark minds who maliciously complain about the nouveau riche temperament of the Gods.  He doesn¡¯t care whether the gods are kings or nouveau riche. What he cares about is how far the gods can go tomorrow.  At the beginning, he did not have the lofty goal of building the gods into the first guild. What he worked hard for was to one day destroy Emperor Shitian and destroy Shinhwa. In short, he only wanted revenge.  Or maybe the creation of the gods was initially just a tool for his revenge. He understood that no matter how strong a person was, he would never be able to compete with a super guild.  But slowly, slowly I can¡¯t remember the day when it started, but he was branded with the marks of the gods, and it was difficult to let go of him from now on.  These days, I have gained a lot.  The heroic spirit, Hailan, I will seal my heart for you, Fei Ge, Po Jun, Hua Yu, Yan Nan, Hong Yin, Pirate Handsome, Curry They all have different personalities, but they are all real men with strong bones, real men,  True brothers.  There are also Yunmeng, Weiwei, Amian, Momo, and Xiaoxi, these beauties who are destined to stay with him for the rest of his life and accompany him for the rest of his life.  To others, eternity is just a game, a virtual world, but to him eternity is fate.  Without eternity, or without the gods, he would not be where he is today, and the people he cherishes must be passersby passing by him.  Therefore, he is so eager that the gods, who carry the feelings and glory of countless people, can always be gods. He is so eager that the "souls" of the gods can be passed on until the end of the eternal world.  This is his responsibility, his ambition.  He doesn¡¯t want to see one day when the gods, like the Tianfeng Alliance of the past and the myth of today, will decline step by step.  The history of the gods should be a magnificent epic.  Never fade.  "Overlord." "Gods." "Overlord." "Gods." A huge roar like wild thunder suddenly resounded throughout the fields, and the sound of swords and shields clashing was like desolate war drums, thunderous.  Three hundred thousand warriors have not moved yet, but they already have the unparalleled momentum of wind, tiger, and cloud dragon.  Ye Feng couldn't help but laugh, his face hidden behind Shura Huan beaming with smile.  As he slowly raised his right arm, the Ruyun armor behind him shook with a bang. At the front of the military formation, the shields and armor were connected, and Rulin spears neatly emerged from the gaps in the shield wall.  "Attack." His arm swung down heavily.  Suddenly, 300,000 fierce warriors galloped like tigers, the whole earth was trembling, and strong winds rose from the ground, stirring up dust all over the sky, rolling like smoke dragons The final battle to destroy the myth in the realm of gods was like rolling thunder.  The curtain opened with the sound of war trumpets.  ¡­ Ye Feng didn¡¯t take any action. He just stepped on the golden-winged roc and looked down at the Troll Castle that was instantly stained red with blood.  Today, looking at the world, he is already invincible. Why should he be greedy for a short time and waste his efforts to fight against the 300,000 men of the gods?  If he takes action, how long can the fortress gate that looks like steel cast iron withstand the ravages of Ragnarok? If he doesn't take action, he will let the whole world see it, not just him, not just  Eighty thousand red robes, any army of the gods can be called the most powerful, the most powerful in the world.  The gods are invincible.  As the day goes by, the moat that was originally like a green belt surrounding the city has turned into a crimson river of blood. Sections of the originally thick and majestic city walls have long been turned into ruins under the continuous attack of the 300,000-strong army of gods.  .  In just two hours, the entire defense line of the southern outer city of Troll Castle was lost. The iron current of 300,000 troops gathered in the Troll Castle with a devastating force and flooded into Troll Castle. It was about to launch an offensive against the inner city with higher defensive capabilities.  .  However, it doesn¡¯t matter how high the defense is, the army formation of the gods is indestructible to everything and everything is invincible.  Ye Feng stood with his sword in the air, urging the golden-winged roc to fly across the outer battlefield, and flew slowly towards the inner city of Troll Castle.    The street fighting that he thought would be particularly brutal ended quickly at a speed that surprised him. The streets and alleys leading to the inner city of Troll Castle were quickly cleared and occupied by the army of the gods. The firepower points hidden in the roof eaves were in full view.  The goblin artillery was struck with precision and was wiped out in ashes.  Vulnerable.  This is by no means the true strength of the mythology. Ye Feng has no doubt that even if such a huge mythology has reached the end of disintegration and disintegration, there will still be thousands of die-hard fans who will continue to fight for it at this critical moment.  ¡°What is a die-hard fan? It¡¯s someone who doesn¡¯t care about right or wrong, good or evil, and will never give up on life or death. Just the word ¡°myth¡± can make them fight to the end.  However, no matter how die-hard you are, it is impossible not to be affected by the rumors spreading throughout the Myth Guild. Moreover, loyalty and courage cannot make up for the gap in strength. After all, in terms of momentum, the gods are definitely the best in the world.  In short, Shinhwa's die-hard loyalists did not have the opportunity to show their true strength when facing the tiger and wolf masters who were determined to destroy Shinhwa with their own hands, nor did they have any advantage to take action.  Because the myth is rotten from the roots.  If you still want to recreate the glory of the past, you can only tear it down and rebuild it.  However, Ye Feng obviously will not give Shinhwa the slightest chance to make a comeback.  In his established plan, after this battle, the defeated mythical players will be bloody and hunted by the gods without end.  He not only wants to uproot the myth, but also completely erase the once glorious name of the myth.  ¡­ Just when the barricades in the alleyways of Troll Castle were completely lost and the army of gods officially completed the encirclement of the inner city, a high-pitched and angry roar suddenly rose from the center of the inner city like thunder and shot straight into the sky.  "Why don't you give up?" Ye Feng frowned slightly, sharing the eagle eyes of the Dragon Whispering Beast, and followed the sound.  The city lord¡¯s palace in the center of the castle, which adheres to the architectural style of the mythical rich man who is not short of money, is covered by a shadow that overflows with brilliant gold. It is the shadow cast by the huge wings of the eighth-level demon dragon.  Immediately, with roars of beasts and screams of eagles, as many as fourteen flying mounts took off around the demonic dragon. Most of them were in the fifth or sixth level. The knights riding on the air were all elites belonging to the Mingyue of Qin Dynasty.  Private armed Dragon Guard.  The numbers are quite intimidating. There is only one person and one rider on Ye Feng's side, but the difference in numbers is far from the level of qualitative change caused by quantitative changes. Without the support of the eighth-level demon dragon, Ye Feng would have been able to fight against these fourteen.  Air Cavalry, relying solely on the ferocious power of the Golden-winged Dapeng, Ye Feng was confident enough to kill them all.  However, what if there is an eighth-level demon dragon? Even if Emperor Shitian comes again and joins hands with Qin Shimingyue to fight, Ye Feng has nothing to fear.  "President, in this posture, the Dragon God is going to fight to the death. Do you want me to come over?" Hua Yu's call came over. You are the God of Hunting and one of the commanders of the five main battle legions of the gods.  Of course, Mantian Huayu has his own air cavalry. In an aerial battle, no matter how strong the ground troops are, they will not play much of a role. Seeing the huge momentum of Qin Shimingyue's tossing, he naturally wants to come over to help.  "No need." Ye Feng replied, "I can handle it. If you go to Misty Rain City, if you miss this opportunity to kill him, it will be difficult to find him next time." "Then you be careful." Mantian Huayu agreed.  , turned off the call, and ordered the troops to speed up their advance.  Just because of the traitor Misty City, Tingyulou, a super guild that used to be among the top ten guilds in China, fell apart. The hatred was so deep that it was almost irreconcilable in the game world. It was natural for Huayu to kill Misty City with his own hands.  Not an ordinary urgency.  Ye Feng's eyes returned to the front, and the hand holding Ragnarok couldn't help but tighten. He urged the golden-winged roc to spread a golden wave in the air, and flew towards the shadow that shrouded the city lord's palace.  "Tuoba Xie" The ferocious demon dragon suddenly stopped, with fourteen flying knights floating around, looking straight at Ye Feng, who was a hundred feet away. Qin Shi Mingyue's scarlet pupils seemed to be burning. He had once  Countless times, he imagined the scene where this enemy that he once regarded as a plaything and an ant, but now he is the overlord of a party and has a reputation that no one can match, would be stepped on and crushed under his feet. But now when we meet again, he has just  To his surprise, except for shouting out this name, he could no longer speak quickly. ???????????? Even if he takes advantage of his words, that terrible venomous look on his face just exposes his nature of being tough on the inside and strong on the outside.  Because he is the loser, a complete loser.  Ye Feng smiled faintly and said lightly: "I don't like chatting with scum, but I still want to tell you that the grudges between you and me will not end with this war. Qin Hanyou still owe me??One life.  " Qin Shi Mingyue felt a sudden chill in his heart. He could feel the hairs on his back rising, fear and shuddering. "Dragon God, he is here.  " The nervous reminder from his subordinates made Qin Shimingyue suddenly come back to his senses. He saw a strong wind suddenly rising from the sky and the earth, carrying the golden waves roaring towards him. Qin Shimingyue was Qin Shimingyue after all. The war was about to break out, so he immediately forced himself to calm down.  , raised his sword and pointed, the evil dragon under his feet looked up to the sky with a roar of black mist, and the ancient and strange carvings on the god-level black magic sword suddenly lit up. "Kill."  " Qin Shi Mingyue let out a low roar, and the formation of a total of fifteen aerial riders, including the demon dragon, immediately changed, switching from defense to attack. They were extremely skilled. It was obvious that they had gone through countless drills. Ye Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, and made a move with his right hand.  With a move, Ragnarok, which was already ready to strike, jumped out of his palm. The runes on the sword body were flying and floating around the sword, and streams of crimson blood burst out. The right hand wrapped in the chaos gauntlet full of spikes was emptied, and he was cold and open.  He let out a low shout: "Overlord Domain.  "The sky and the earth turned pale, and a thunder suddenly sounded. With the Golden-winged Dapeng as the center, a huge space was torn apart one after another, and pieces of blood rolled down overwhelmingly from the cracks in the space. At that moment, Ye Feng's momentum was as powerful as a demon.  Come to this world and dominate the world. "Overlord, invincible."  " "Overlord, invincible.  "The attacking army of gods on the ground roared with excitement, and the roar filled the sky, overwhelming the roar of the huge air cavalry. In just two or three seconds, the blood in the broken space merged into a sea,  The extremely strange scene was like a terrifying sea of ??blood roaring across the sky and the earth. "The power of the domain."  " Qin Shimingyue's face turned ashen in an instant. The courage and confidence that he had finally summoned up to kill Ye Feng immediately collapsed and disappeared without a trace. " He didn't understand how a player, no matter how powerful he was, could unleash such terror.  The realm, such a terrifying pressure, this air cavalry team determined to hold on to the last glimmer of glory of the myth, could not escape, and could not help but merge into the blood sea of ??the realm. Under the pressure of Ye Feng's powerful energy, no one could escape.  Speaking of those ordinary fifth-level and sixth-level aerial knights, even the eighth-level demon dragon couldn't help but tremble. With the increasingly dense and almost solid realm continuing to oppress, Qin Shi Mingyue could no longer control it.  The Demonic Dragon had nothing to do with it. He could only watch himself and his companions who were contaminated by the power of the domain, and their attributes dropped bit by bit. Whether it was the high-spirited army of gods or the demoralized mythical city defenders, they expected it to happen.  The fierce air battle that was bloody and cruel and destined to be written into the annals of eternal history did not come. Under the gaze of thousands of eyes, Ye Feng, who was standing in the air, just held Ragnarok tightly with his hands and waved it leisurely, like flowing water.  The sword light passed through the realm and merged into the sea of ????blood, suddenly turning into a raging sword curtain That relaxed and freehand sword seemed to have the power to cleanse the world, and the blood in the sky seemed to be sucked into the sword light instantly, and the sky  Returning to normal, there was only a majestic crimson sword light left in the sky and the earth roared forward. Then, the fifteen empty knights and the knights on their backs were all shattered, and large pieces of flesh, flesh, and bones were thrown down one after another.  It was a sudden rain of blood. The golden-winged roc screamed excitedly, and without Ye Feng's driving, it used its sharp claws like dragon claws to suck in the energy crystal cores from the air. Finally, except for  Supported by the golden flames of the golden-winged roc and the proud and tall figure, there was nothing left in the sky. Ye Feng raised his hand and pointed at the crumbling City Lord's Mansion, "Empire, attack."  " "Empire, attack.  "Thousands of people responded. A few hours ago, the Troll Castle, which was a majestic and majestic city, became like a myth and gradually turned into ruins under the fierce offensive of the gods. The curtain slowly fell. From now on, there will be no more myths in eternity.  In its place is the empire of the gods, which is so powerful that it can shake the world
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