Comprehensive comics: I traveled through too many worlds at the same time

Bai Ming was above Abant Heim, looking down from a high position.

His eyes, through the obstruction of space, had already landed inside Abant Heim, staring at the scene inside.

Unlike outside, the red ash covered the sky and the sun, and the ‘black ash’ flashing with blue light spread all over the place. The land was desolate and miserable. In the city of Abant Heimneri, it is like a paradise.

There is greenery all around, and the petals are gently fluttering in the wind.

The ‘angel’ girl carrying wings woven from light is like a joyful bird, flying freely in the sky and chirping interesting words.

Of course, if you hear what they say clearly, you can’t help but feel like you have fallen from heaven to hell.

What they were talking about in a lively manner was the issue of killing: Who has captured the head of a high-rare head again? I want to grab it: I have killed all the forest elves in sight, and the head of the ‘rare 2’ head has been killed. I can’t even count the levels……etc.

The place is filled with murderous screams, which makes people’s hair stand on end. They just want to get away from them quickly.

——Flügel!

This era is the best era for them!

They enthusiastically kill the world with all their strength, happily enjoying the blood and death.

Even though the planet is gradually dying, they are completely unaware and continue to ravage the world without restraint.

The creatures on the ground may feel that it is quite unreasonable. They live a life of fear day and night. But there is such a group of guys who are living a happy life praising life.

In particular, it is clear that they want to plunge the entire world into the abyss of misfortune and plunge the world straight to the end of hell.

But, there is no way!

The purpose of their creation by Artosh was to spread war to the world, as if they were the incarnation of death.

“——‘magnificent cross’！！！”

Bai Ming carried twelve white wings on his back, closed his hands and slowly opened them, and a vast starry sky appeared. Immediately afterwards, the sun and the nine planets will form a ‘cross’ shape, emitting strong energy fluctuations that distort the void.

As a person who understands etiquette very well, isn’t it natural to say hello?

Have a warm greeting!!

The dean taught him to be a person who knows books and etiquette, which Bai Ming has always believed in. Now he can proudly pat his chest to the dean and say that he has never failed to live up to his expectations.

I think the dean will be very pleased when he finds out. He even turned around excitedly, looking for the stick that would give Bai Ming his generous reward.

Suddenly, Bai Ming moved his hand slightly, and ten super-hot light balls fell towards Abant Heim.

Although it had not yet arrived, the incoming strong energy impact immediately attracted the attention of the Flügels, but the moment they raised their heads, they were like ten small suns, crashing down at extremely fast speeds.

If the Flügels wanted to escape, it would be a relatively easy thing.

You know, the Flügel have a near-eternal lifespan and high magical adaptability, and can also carry out space transfers at will.

Therefore, unless the space is blocked instantly, it is impossible to catch the Flügel.

However, the Flügels are bloodthirsty and warlike by nature, and they will definitely not retreat without a fight. They only want to ruthlessly ravage their enemies, even if it means risking their lives.

If it were any other place, being bombarded by ten small suns, it would be wiped out in an instant, and there would still be no way to stop it.

But things are different here. Abant Heim is sitting under the command of the strongest god in this world, Artesh.

The Flügel have unimaginable trust in their creator and the supreme monarch they serve, and they feel that there is no existence in the world that can confront the Lord.

Where did the clown come from to provoke me? He was just tired of living!

Abant Heim, the throne room of the Lord God.

On the Supreme Throne, there sat a tall and burly man with a steely black beard. He had eighteen wings on his back, and a pair of golden pupils were like unsheathed blades, which made people dare not Make eye contact with Him.

He is recognized as the strongest god, Artosh, the God of War!

Ever since the battle with Hatirem, the strongest dragon spirit species, the Final Dragon, Artho has been sitting on the throne holding his chin in a daze. Having already reached more than ten thousand years, he felt that nothing in the world could arouse his interest.

When a super-powerful energy wave spread above Abant Heim, Artesiu was suddenly attracted. His face with a sad and tired look suddenly smiled, and his golden pupils flashed with a war-loving look. light.

He didn’t know who was coming!

But to Him, it is actually not important at all!

As long as he is strong enough, it will be enough for him to fight to the fullest!

Artho stood up from the throne for the first time in a long time, stared upward with sharp golden pupils, and stretched out his hand.

The air made a mournful sound, vibrating violently, and the ripples visible to the naked eye spread like waves.

The golden light gradually took shape in His hand, turning into a shining golden spear.

The spear was formed by the compression of elves by Artex, and it was not a forged divine tool. The energy seeping out of the golden spear caused chaos in the space.

Artosh threw the golden spear without hesitation.

In an instant, the golden spear passed through the obstructions of the layers of space and collided hard with the ten small suns that fell.

“——Boom!”

Overshadowed the light of the sun, stinging people’s eyes. The next moment, there was an earth-shattering sound, overwhelming everything in the world, making it seem like there was only this sound left in the world. The fragile void could not bear it. The excessive damage was like a mirror being struck by impact, producing horrific cracks that spread wildly to the surroundings.

The rules of heaven and earth were difficult to repair for a while.

The aftermath of the outpouring turned into substantial energy, It swept into a raging storm, constantly impacting in all directions.

Abant Heim, who was very close, was severely injured in an instant, shaking violently, showing signs of collapse and falling. And the Flügel inside, There was also a slightly frightened expression on the pretty face.

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