The Gods Are Coming: Fortunately, I Have A God-Slaying Simulator!

Chapter 281 Half Step, Fusion

"Don't be complacent, even if the heavenly father does not recognize this king, this king will overcome all obstacles on the road to the king and obtain every golden legendary talent of His!"

"Death to the devil!" Alia didn't care about the bickering between the two, let alone give up the good opportunity of Dior's distraction.

The Song of Wind and Fire whizzed away, and a small dark blue nuclear bomb condensed from the tip of the sword, stabbing straight at Dio's face.

"Go away! I don't have time to play with you!" The half step king's aura exploded, and Alia was blown away in an instant, causing her whole body to hit the big pillar of the palace in the distance, creating a cloud of dust.

The Song of Wind and Fire in Arlia's hand also slipped, obviously seriously injured, and she couldn't even hold the precious sword inherited from King Arthur.

Just as the demon king Dior Fractionated Divinity blasted Alia, a golden liquid long sword with a frozen zero-degree cold breath slashed at her with invincible lethality that no one could ignore.

The red-haired Dio, who had been secretly on guard for a long time, escaped into the deep space beyond the three-dimensional space without thinking, not daring to take this god-slaying blow head-on.

The golden liquid ice sword cut straight from the top of the red-haired Dio's head to his feet, splitting him in two.

"Huh? No!" Su Qianxi felt that the touch of the sword beheading Demon King Dior was very strange. Sure enough, the Demon King Dior in front of her was just two halves of the demon king's phantom, which gradually dissipated into the air.

"Boom!"

The entire Great Hall suddenly trembled violently, and countless gravels fell, as if it was about to collapse.

Wang Quan, Su Qianmei, Wu Yi, Gao Wu, and Al. Dimon all stopped and turned their attention to the high platform.

I saw the Plague Throne that was originally fixed on the high platform, but I don't know when it disappeared.

"Where is my king's throne? Did he lose?" Warden Al. Dimon said coldly with a snake head made of ice.

Another ink-colored shadow head who is good at speed and killing, Han Sheng added: "My king seems to have escaped into a deep space beyond the three-dimensional space. I can't catch his trace for the time being, but one thing is certain is that the Plague Throne followed him and left."

"Your Majesty is leaving?! Then why don't we run away now? Snakes push you away, brothers, let's break up, Your Majesty has abandoned us!" A fat black snake head yelled loudly to break up.

The other six snake heads with different functions all looked at each other with blank eyes, ignoring this slippery snake who was usually lazy and wanted to find a female snake when he was full.

The seven sub-snake heads chattered non-stop, but the main snake head that could be transformed into a human head, that is, the eighth snake head, the head of the poisonous network in the spiritual world, remained silent and did not participate in the seven snake heads. In the quarrel of a deputy snake head.

Su Suqianmei, the seven-tailed celestial fox next to her, felt that the snake heads were very noisy, and her charming peach face became gloomy as the snake heads became more and more exaggerated, "How could this be! Al. Dimon, don't you stupid snake!" Nonsense! If you don’t want to die, take care of those silly vice-snake heads of yours!”

"Secondly, Steward Al. Dimonben doesn't care what your true thoughts are in your heart, but in front of the devil's palace, you'd better control your own thoughts!" Eight thousand ferocious and terrifying centipede giant legs emerged from the void behind Steward Wu Yi , Shrouding the Heavens to cover the sun, showing the restlessness in his heart.

"Well, you're right." The head of the main snake glanced lightly at Wu Yi, the housekeeper, and ordered the other seven vice-snake heads who were constantly arguing to shut up.

In the live broadcast room, more than 300,000 people who witnessed this strange eight-headed snake warden were all amazed.

"What kind of biological AI is this? It's too real! One body, with eight different thoughts? It really is the plague monster of Yamata no Orochi!"

"Baqi snake? What is the name of the small day? Oh, I seem to understand, the small day country is gone, I heard that it is covered by a thick layer of green enchantment, maybe the warden of the eight-headed snake Is it related to childhood?"

"Who knows! It doesn't matter whether he lived a good life or not, he will die when he dies. The only pity is that those excellent little movies can no longer be updated, alas!"

"What's the idea upstairs? It's too dishonest! Fortunately, I have 10 tons of stock here, hehehe!"

"Damn! Fellow friends, don't eat alone, save some for me! It's private to you!"

"Polite private chat! Big brother!"

"Same courtesy +1!"

"Politeness +2!"

"..."

Li Yi noticed the movement of the small group of crooked buildings, and showed no expression, as if she was used to the purity of these guys.

She put most of her energy into speaking in the live broadcast room, and the big man headed by Gu Yanzhi, after witnessing too many high rank battles, fell silent strangely.

The rest of the other high-level personnel seemed to have realized something and remained silent.

There are also some awakened people in the live broadcast room, and those who are about to step into the Transcendent Realm with half a foot, all get insights from this too real live game video.

Witnessing so many battles with mythical bodies, they were only slightly polluted, plus Donna, a fallen angel, was secretly helping to filter and absorb the crazy pollution factors. Many Transcendents can think rationally. It turns out that the essence of Transcendent , it can be used like this...

In the devil's palace, only two seconds passed. It was very short, but it was enough for the mythical bodies present to do too many things.

Su Qianxi on the high platform failed to use the golden God Slayer Talent to injure the Demon King Dio's body, and was trying to search for traces of him in the surrounding void.

Unexpectedly, the void in front of him fluctuated violently, and the red-haired Dio, the demon king, who had been missing for two seconds, had his skin all over his body changed, with emerald green blood vessels protruding under his flesh, pumping With the power of the overloaded plague myth, it was transmitted to every corner of this extraordinary half step king.

Originally, the scarlet eyes of Demon Lord Dior were now dark green because of the high concentration of plague blood.

Some bony nails also grew to be more than 30 centimeters long, dark green, and nine green plague spikes like long swords without scabbards also grew from his back.

Only the red hair remained the same, as if the devil Dio kept it on purpose.

The aura of a more terrifying and majestic plague body than before was unreservedly released, instantly making the mythical bodies in the Great Hall unable to stand up, and suddenly stepped back five or six steps.

"Give me a face. You are very strong with the God of Slayer Talent, but how many swords of God Slayer can you cut with your current mythical body?" The red-haired Dio, who has merged with the Plague Throne, appeared out of thin air. More than three meters away, Su Qianxi stared condescendingly at her feet. She was clearly helping someone analyze the pros and cons, but her tone of voice was undeniable!