When Does This World Have a Blood Bar Displayed?

   Chapter 501 God Battle

   "Yes, damn, what a joke..."

  In the skyscrapers, at the end of a deep human-shaped hole.

Under the burial of reinforced concrete and other building fragments, a gray arm stretched out from it, quietly motionless, as if it had been smashed to death, and it was like this for several seconds. At the same time, a dusty finger moved slightly.

   Then with a rustling sound, dust and debris kept falling down—

The next moment, a gray-faced face was raised from the ruins. The horns on the top of his head were extremely sharp, and his eyes shone with an ominous scarlet light... It was Maou Masao who had regained the form of a demon king. He, however, was not able to turn the tide in the first place, instead he looked extremely embarrassed.

   After all, he was beaten and flew here, lying in the ruins in this way, with a face full of grief...

   It can be seen from this point that this is definitely not going to be a smooth appearance, and it even has a subtle hint of strange and funny.

  —No, or it should be said that, in a certain sense, Maou Sadao didn’t appear at all.

  —After all, there was not even a single frame of the scene, and it was knocked out when he appeared on the stage, and almost no audience could see it. What kind of appearance is this.

   "What kind of monster is this..." He couldn't help sighing and complaining, only to feel that there was no part of his body that didn't hurt.

   Although I really want to appear in a very handsome pose...

   Although it is indeed very pretentious to put on a poss, for example, one hand stretches out in front, and wants to use magic to release the wild boar that stops the charge...

   Although it is indeed…

Ahem, that's what happened anyway, that is, although there are indeed various reasons, in fact, Maou Zhenfu didn't really underestimate the enemy, and even when he tried to block the demon pig, it was already an outbreak. all his current power.

   Originally thought it should be a sure thing, but the results are obvious to all... I can only say that the face slap really came too fast, it was like a tornado.

   flashed past just right, and then used his face to pick up the big move, probably talking about him just now.

Not to mention that Miss Brave didn't see it clearly, even Maou Zhenfu didn't understand what was going on. He just felt the scene in front of him suddenly fade, and a whistling sound came from his ear, and the whole person had a kind of feeling. Soaring through the clouds and driving the fog, I felt like my soul was flying away, and then there was a series of impacts from my strong back...

   I don't know how many rooms it has broken through, and how many walls it has broken...

Anyway, when he finally reacted, he was already lying on his stomach, buried under the debris of the building, he almost didn't catch his breath, he just kicked his legs and closed it. Eyes, passed away completely and left this beautiful world.

  —So, what kind of monster is this, and where did it come from…

  —Is this world so dangerous?

I thought it was unbelievably peaceful before, because wars and turmoil are not everywhere, hunger has been miraculously eliminated to a considerable extent, the oppression of the church, the racial confrontation, these things almost do not exist, and they obviously have it. With a strange magical environment, but the world knows nothing about it...

   As if there is a clear boundary line between the two sides, the mortal belongs to the mortal, and the extraordinary belongs to the extraordinary.

All of this seemed so incredible, Maouzhenfu couldn't help but sighed at it before, and felt that if he went back to conquer the world of Ente Isla in the future, he would definitely use such an ideal blueprint as his goal and Refer to the object and build the ideal country in your mind.

   But now it seems - it doesn't seem to be the case.

  This world still has its own problems, and it may even be particularly troublesome... Masao Maou originally thought that once he regained his magic power, then there would be no trouble in this world. But now, he has no such idea at all, and he is extremely vigilant about this world in his heart.

   "Let's get out of here first, this thing is hard to deal with..."

   Breathing heavily, Masao Maou struggled to pull from the pile of debris, his arms trembling as he tried to pull himself out of it.

   This matter took him a little bit of time.

   There was a sense of powerlessness all over the body, like the feeling that not long ago, I slept for three days and three nights in one breath, and as a result, I was malnourished and almost died in my sleep...

   My body is too heavy to speak…

   Hands, feet and limbs seem to have been poured into a lot of lead...

   It's hard to even catch your breath, let alone other movements...

   The Demon King, who was blackened in front of him, felt that he had almost lost his half of his life just now. The huge impact even completely shattered his magic defense in an instant, and then sent his whole body flying out.

   That taste is quite unpleasant.

   Grinning his teeth, the Demon King stood up staggeringly, and quickly checked his state.

   He was even more secretly shocked. Although he only recovered a part of his power, he still had a huge amount of magic power. Especially since this world is in stark contrast to the world of Ente Isla, for example, the population density of big cities is an incredible number.

   In this disaster that happened in the city, I don’t know how many people were affected, and they fell into despair and panic at the same time.

   There are dark spiritual wavelengths emitting every second, one after another, intertwined with each other.

  If anyone can feel the fluctuations of the emotional spectrum, they will find a large area of ​​darkness within the scope of the disaster, thick and stagnant.

Basically, it can be said that even Maou Zhenfu himself is not sure how many dark emotional energy he has absorbed in this short period of time, the flow of magic power is so violent, and the recovery efficiency is so powerful. , to be able to provide him with such a considerable amount of magic in a short period of time.

However, it is such a huge power. Even if it is not as good as his heyday in the past, it is still enough to rival the heroes of the Holy Cross Continent. , only worthy of a blow.

  The explosive overdraft was all that was needed to be able to barely resist the collision of the huge monster...

   to block that simple, unpretentious, yet simple impact.

This is actually a matter of course, because that wild boar is not a monster at all, but the incarnation of the divine power of a top-notch **** of disobedience. It can't fly, but it can rely on its own collision behavior. The terrifying mythical beast that travels to the moon that is thousands of kilometers away.

It is meaningless to reason with this kind of thing, to talk about common sense, relying on a part of the magic power recovered in a short period of time, and relying on the explosive overdraft of the demon king's posture, it is possible to block the frontal collision of this divine beast once. Nice result.

   It’s just that the Demon King doesn’t know this.

   The cold sweat on Maou's forehead was pouring down, and he subconsciously looked out through the big hole. The explosive overdrawn magic power just now blocked the "monster" for a short time, but it seemed to anger it even more. It was now irritably spinning in place, looking for the enemy angrily.

  A random collision can smash everything, and in this state of rage, it can absolutely sweep everything!

   "Fortunately, Mr. Landlord has run away... I have to run too."

The corners of his eyes twitched and beat a few times, Maou Zhenfu decisively prepared to leave. Anyway, what he had to do had been completed. The landlord was dragged out by a girl like other people who avoided earthquakes. , which is enough.

   There is nothing he can do about the rest, and he has to explain it here again!

   Can only hope someone will fix it...

There will always be a way, if this world can only rely on heroes from other worlds to save the field, it is estimated that there is no way to develop to this level... Anyway, I am just a demon, not a hero, no It is necessary to work hard for the people of this world.

   tried so hard to convince himself, and found a reason to convince himself, but Maou Sadao felt that he couldn't look away at all.

   A heavily damaged street…

   People who are running away...

   There are people who only care about themselves and run away, there are people who stand in a daze at a loss, there are people who pray to God, there are many people who cry, get angry, panic, hurt, and sigh...

   He clenched his fists tightly, but at this moment.

-got windy.

Like the despair that blows from the flat, the steel-like wind blows on the empty ground. The violent wind seems to be the melody of destruction played by the atmosphere, and it is like the vacuum tide born from the void, wrapping The infinite power directly turned into a spiral visible to the naked eye!

   Tornado!

   The whistling tornado had a very clear target and hit the irritable wild boar, directly rolling up this huge mythical beast with a height of tens of meters, making people wonder how terrifying the wind is! The wild boar struggled hard in the tornado, and the burst of power almost destroyed the entire cyclone, and the roar made the atmosphere vibrate!

  The penetrating magic sound fills the brain!

   Those who cannot hear are still inaudible, but for those who can hear, it is another matter, and it can be regarded as a sound attack.

The strong wind and the wild boar were constantly fighting, and gradually gained an overwhelming advantage in the confrontation. The huge wild boar struggled and howled, but was gradually wrapped and engulfed by the tornado... Then, from the crack of the tornado, millions of emanations suddenly radiated. A golden flash like a sword of Dao!

  The sharp and fast golden arc will completely strangle the inside of the tornado!

   The tragic cry of the wild boar before it died abruptly stopped.

  …

  …

   "huh...huh..."

   pulled the person behind him and ran forward without stopping for a moment, Emilia was always vigilant.

The moment she heard this voice, her whole body froze for a moment, her footsteps stopped subconsciously, and when she turned around, she happened to see the scene of the tornado over the city dissipating rapidly. The strong wind came and went quickly. It also appears to have swept away something.

   That is the body of the wild boar disintegrating, collapsing into something like sand...

   (end of this chapter)