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Text 370. King of all!  3-The Fall of the Juggernaut

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    But looking at the man who climbed up from the ground in a panic, there was no way to connect him with the demigod.  This article is written by .  .  First Post Dashiel¡¯s wails are getting more and more pitiful. Even a sword master, without fighting spirit to protect his body, cannot withstand the direct attack of level 8 magic. At this moment, Dashiel is like an ordinary person being burned by fire.  It was the same as before, and the skin was peeling off in areas that were not directly charred. Not long after, the right half of Dashiell's body turned red, like a frog that had been stripped of its clothing. It was so disgusting that it made people want to vomit.  The so-called field is simply an energy field, an energy field controlled by the creator. Since it is a field, it must be subject to the rules of the field.  Any field can be viewed as a collection of points, each of which has a certain size and direction. In Philip's world, it has been possible to use special cameras to view most fields, such as magnetic fields, gravity fields, and quantum space fields.  Experiments have proven that the eyes of living things are the best cameras and can see almost all fields captured by cameras.  The algorithm of how to use biological eyes to view fields was no longer a secret in Philip's day. When he was studying physics in middle school, the school required students to learn all of them, so it was no problem for Philip, an engineering student.  What is used to utilize such an algorithm is not a silicon-based computer chip, which is our common personal computer, but a biological brain, which is the brain of various living things.  Middle school students have long been able to use complex biological signal transmission systems to directly program the brains of various creatures, allowing various creatures to possess or lose certain abilities.     every day.  Phillip would take advantage of the opportunity when he and the Mantis Chopper Monster became one to simulate such an algorithm in its brain. Today, Philip's efforts finally showed results. He used the mental power attached to the Mantis Chopper Monster to open his pre-programmed algorithm.  , and then used this algorithm to see the field field on Dashiel's body, and found the weak points in the field field that were running inward.  "Ah!!" Dashiell dragged his half-red and half-black terrifying body towards Philip step by step, like a devil coming from hell, wanting to tear Philip into pieces and swallow him.  The surge of purple fighting spirit illuminated Phillip's face, and he seemed to be able to see Dashiell's angry soul behind the purple.  The purple light group was getting closer and closer to Philip, and the light blooming outward could almost swallow Philip up.  The blow just now was Phillip's limit.  All the magic energy in the god crystal stone has been exhausted, and now, he can't even fire a fireball.  Maybe, that¡¯s it.  I have tried my best.  But it still failed.  Philip did not run away.  Facing the vengeful Juggernaut.  A magician without magical energy is worse than an ordinary person.  Therefore, it is better to welcome the unavoidable sword and make the painful process shorter.  Full of red muscles.  The left hand, still dripping with tissue fluid, reached out to Phillip's chest, and majestic power poured in from the place of contact, as if a raging torrent hit Phillip, making him almost fall apart.  The tendons on his forehead were twitching, and his eyes were blood red due to congestion. The meridians that were originally too narrow to pass through magical energy were forcibly expanded by this energy. Philip felt that the blood vessels and nerves in his body were bulging.  , seems likely to burst at any time.  Dashiell¡¯s eyes were rapidly losing their luster, and it seemed that as the purple fighting spirit poured into Phillip¡¯s body, his life was also rapidly losing.  With a blow that exhausted his life, Dashiell wanted to die with Philip!  The blood vessels and meridians really burst, but after the burst, the meridians miraculously repaired themselves.  Katrina!  If the guess is correct, it should be Katrina¡¯s credit.  Every time Katrina has sex, she creates clones with magical powers. After she has sex, these clones will gradually dissipate.  Katrina said that when exercising on the bed, part of these pure energy bodies will be absorbed by Philip. Maybe there is no benefit at ordinary times, but at critical moments, these energies higher than this world will bring unexpected benefits to Philip.  benefit.  Today is the time to realize the benefits.  Phillip guessed why Katrina used a clone to sleep with him.  Not because she wanted to remain a virgin, but because Katrina constantly nourished Philip with divine magic, allowing him to absorb the power of God in his mortal body.  If you don¡¯t absorb enough once, you can absorb it twice. If you can¡¯t absorb it twice, you can absorb it three times. Over the past few years, Philip has absorbed enough magical power to save himself at a critical moment.?.  This is what a wife painstakingly does to protect her husband.  Thinking of this, Philip was very moved. Before Katrina could forgive him, she was careful to pay for herself. With a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for!  The reincarnation of his body in constant explosions and repairs made Philip want to die, but he gritted his teeth and persisted.  We can¡¯t let Katrina¡¯s hard work go to waste!  The light in Dashiel's eyes was only the last bit, and the influx of fighting spirit also decreased. What is certain is that Dashiel lost, and Philip's meridians were already like a vast ocean. No matter how much Dashiel passed in, there would be no trace of it.  It is impossible for the fighting spirit to explode again.  Facing the failure, Dashiel actually smiled. The smile on his half-black and half-red face was very weird, and he didn¡¯t seem to feel any disappointment at all.  "Lost lost hehe six hundred years I still lost" "Now that you know you have lost, just let it go and I will give you a good pleasure." The red muscles pulled Dashiel's lips,  The teeth without any wrapping looked very white, as if Phillip wanted to bite them off in one bite.  When Phillip was thinking about whether to block the disgusting move Dashiell might make next with his hand, he actually removed his hand. Then, Phillip felt as if he was wrapped in something and couldn't move.  Field!  This is the realm. It feels a bit like being in the Kingdom of Katrina, where your life and death are controlled by others.  Dashiell¡¯s hand gently touched Phillip¡¯s forehead.  It gave him a shuddering feeling. Such gentle movements should be done by a lover. It was scary to think about an enemy like this who looked more like a monster than a human being in front of him.  Many pictures were strangely printed in his mind. The way fighting spirit works, the skills of wielding swords, and the experience of fighting flashed before Phillip like a movie, and then were deeply engraved in his mind, even if he wanted to forget it.  No.  When the last scene disappears.  Philip sighed.  Looking at Dahir who was lying on the ground and twitching continuously, he said sadly: "Why are you doing this?" "Win!" Dahir tried hard to squeeze out a smile, but the muscles on his face could not move much.  The magnitude would have been greater if I hadn't just used the rules of the domain to force the action.  I'm afraid this has already been the case.  Now.  The last trace of fighting spirit is gone, and the domain is gone, and Dashiell's life is coming to an end.  The eyes are prominent.  Staring at Phillip, the muscles on Dashiell's face were completely necrotic and he couldn't even speak.  "I will, with your fighting spirit and your hope, become a god!" Squatting down, Phillip put his hand on Dashiel's eyes and closed them gently.  This is a persistent man who will do anything to achieve his goals, even if it means giving all his life's fighting spirit and experience to his enemies.  Only in this way, he has not lived in this world in vain, and at least part of his long life can witness the canonization of gods.  With the new power, Phillip used the field that Dashiel had used. The corpses on the ground spontaneously ignited without fire and quickly turned into ashes.  He is a respectable man!  He deserves to die in a dignified way, rather than leaving an ugly corpse for others to point out.  The purple fighting spirit surged, spreading from Philip's body to the entire battle field, "I want to become a god!" ¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª The golden sand flowed out of Andri's hand, like a rushing river, never going away.  When you return, you can no longer recall it.  "Just think of me as paying homage to Dashiell!" Andrillo said sadly. The little golden man in his hand, which was exactly the same as Dashiell, was constantly compressed and crushed in his hands, and finally turned into gold sand. It seemed like Andrillo  It's really a pity that a person who was supposed to be his right-hand man passed away like this.  "Come on, there will be more bastards after they die, but they are just a mid-level god. Why are you pretending to be sad here?" Two sheep's hooves stepped on the beach next to Andri. The weird appearance of the sheep's head and the handsome Andri  The contrast is very big, especially the tone of speaking is even more incredible.  He is one of the three main gods of the Light Department. How dare someone talk to him like this? Even a minor god must respect the pressure of the main god, but this goat-headed monster seems not to feel it at all.  Andri shook his head as if he was used to it, "You don't understand. With Dashiel's talent and suppressed strength that is almost equivalent to that of a demigod, if he becomes a mid-level god, he will grow up in a short time."  I am a sub-god, so what I lost is not a middle child.Not a god, but a sub-god.  "The goat-headed monster dug his ears impatiently with his hands, and spread a pair of short wings on his back. "Okay, you, the god of the sky, risked your life to come to see me, and you definitely didn't do it to complain to me. Tell me.  , what¡¯s the matter.  " " He clapped his hands and patted away the last remaining gold sand. Without any nostalgia, Andri said calmly: "I want to ask you to borrow someone, someone who Philip can't defeat."  " The goat-headed monster became alert, "Is that the person you're talking about?  No, that will be my leader in attacking the Bright Continent in the future.  " Andri sneered: "Moro, what will happen if you break into the Bright Continent? The more powerful you are, the more suspicious the Dark Demon God will be of you, and the more chance the ** Demon God Lilith will have to replace you.  .  " Seeing that Moro stopped talking, Andri knew that he was a little tempted, and then said: "You might as well lend him to me. He is stronger than the previous Dashiel. I will send him to him in a short time.  Rushing to the minor god, with the power of light and dark magic, his strength can even be as strong as the main god. At that time, as long as I bring down the King of Light God, I will help you bring down the King of Darkness, and we will each unite the gods and the  Demons, wouldn't this be much faster than gathering strength secretly by attacking the Bright Continent?  " "When that time comes, what will he do?  "(To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!
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