Chapter 395 Did you see it?The storm in the center was shattered and dispersed by the violent explosion the next moment. A figure flew quickly among the rocks in the air, smashing large pieces of debris along the way and finally stopped on a larger rock. Swish! With a pair of light golden wings spread out, Angmo stood up and immediately got rid of it on the spot. Then the ruins where it had just stayed for a short time were split into two halves by an invisible strike. A wild beast, whose entire body was pitch black except for the pale mane on the back of its head, was galloping among the floating rocks, carrying a human figure on its back. Two identical individuals are stacked together, with a total of eight hands, but there is no gap between them, and they are integrated into one, as if they were supposed to be like this. For humans, the Soul-Separation Slash can almost instantly determine victory. But for Anti, it seemed to have accidentally stimulated an even more powerful force. But Angmo was not afraid. This is the final stage. Through the beast nature exposed by Anti, it is supplemented and initially reaches the state of incarnation of the beast miracle. It can even be called the "beast miracle worker." However, the incarnation miracle of Ten Thousand Beast Souls attaches great importance to accumulation.
It is not that one can become the essence of animality once it is used, but it requires Angmo to experience and feel how much animality he can express through his body and mind. Angmo has been running around for his compatriots since he was a child. He has seen countless beasts and felt all kinds of animal nature. But its experience of only a hundred years is still far from enough to face the "capacity" of this incarnation of miracle. The final posture presented by Bist is undoubtedly one of the pinnacles of this incarnation miracle. That strangely stitched posture contains more than just the bestiality of a beast or a human. He also possesses the animal nature of many alien races back then. All the wild essences are condensed in Bist's body, making him worthy of being one of the top pillar gods. There is absolutely no comparison. But Angmo was very satisfied. It looked at Anti, who had torn off his armor, revealing his bare body, and whose face could be seen again. The scene in its mind kept replaying. Revolving door. It can be said that through the souls of all beasts, he mobilized all the animality he had felt in his thoughts, and it was also the last memory under the oppression of the two Antis in front of him. Read about your life. The wings released flying feathers, but they were offset by Anti Aoki's fingers releasing wind wings in a row. The two approached each other and fought again in close range. Angmo, who was about to be besieged by eight hands and various weapons, suddenly had countless beast souls emerge from his body. The beast souls became his extended arms, and he launched an astonishing offensive in a short period of time. The two Antios were suppressed instantly, but within just a few breaths, Antios himself began to ignite flames again. "Ah——!" The beast-like Anti let out a painful howl, and subconsciously grabbed Anti on his back with his empty hand. Then Antiochus held it in his hand. In an instant, the beastly Anti calmed down. It's just pain, bear with it. Anti's senses were completely synchronized with the beastly Anti. He enjoyed the benefit of having his sensitivity doubled out of thin air, but he also suffered the pain of having his sensitivity doubled.
As the beast-transformed Anti trembled, the flames spread from Anti's body to its body. Double inflammation. The Shadow King's halberd swept across continuously, and the flames that passed through and the scorch-like shadows that appeared out of thin air burned and shattered a large number of beast souls. The beast-like Anti's twin maces were placed on the same side, and a large number of ruins stones around them were crushed and gathered into rubble and mud, and then swung towards Angmo who was surrounded by thousands of beasts in front of him. Angmo resisted by tearing it apart, watching the mud in front of him crashing down with terrifying pressure like a raging wave. boom! The debris floating around the two was cleared out by the collision, creating a vacuum area. For a moment, the figures of the two were clearly visible in the air. The beast-transformed Anti swung his two maces continuously. Angmo was not willing to be outdone, but he found that the maces became heavier the more he hit. Anti's main body swept away the beast souls around him and found a gap to free his hands - palm in the air. Angmo's body paused, and at the same time, the heavy mud around him was attached with heavy spatial force, which hit the predatory mark on Angmo's body. Angmo concentrated his animal nature, and forced his body to withstand the attack that was about to tear it into pieces. However, before he could fight back, he suddenly found himself falling over uncontrollably. The brief confusion caused the surrounding animal souls to lose their direction. Anti-gravity! Anti's understanding of space has been stretched to its limit. It would be too rude of him to stay in the Sky City for so long and still not be able to comprehend the anti-gravity system achieved by the power of space. Of course, it is difficult to reproduce it easily. You have to rely on the miracle prosthetic hand to help develop the miracle. However, Anti borrowed the characteristics of the heavy mud double mace at this time. The weighted mud is a symbolic manifestation of gravity on one side of the rock miracle. Anti filtered his understanding of the anti-gravity space through the heavy mud double mace and presented it in a simpler way. The beast-transformed Anti used a heavy blow to attach mud to change Angmo's gravity. opportunity. Anti jumped up from the back of the beast Anti, switched the weapon in his hand to a stone hammer, and after a 360-degree somersault in the air, the stone hammer filled with rich flames came whistling. Angmo barely adjusted his body shape, and the beast soul on his body suddenly shot out countless energy claws to block him. The interception was successful, but it was torn off by Anti's desperate forward lunge. The blood was burned by the fire and the hammer fell. Angmo could only cross his arms in front of his chest. This hammer cannot be hit on the weak spot of the chest! As long as he is not defeated directly, Angmo still has room to struggle! Angmo's arms were quickly shattered into nothing under the burning flames and the impact of the stone hammer. Anti's face remained calm, but his extra pair of arms drove the black halberd to pierce through at this time. After the stone hammer, there is also a halberd. There are too many cards that can be played. There is no such thing as a trump card; trump cards are everywhere. Angmo looked at the tip of the halberd piercing him, and the pain of the wild beast's broadsword being shattered by the halberd was still lingering in his heart through the beast nature of his ancestor. If it penetrates... Stab it--! The murderous aura of Anti became stronger and stronger. Although he showed no expression and his expression was normal, a kind of brutal terror continued to emanate from him. However, at this moment, his eyes flickered slightly. blocked.
In just a short distance, countless beast souls rushed forward and used their souls as shields to block the halberd. They couldn't stop it. They had no qualifications to stop the Shadow Halberd, which Anti had already discovered to be sharp. However, they relied on burning their animality to make the halberd that Anti had thrust out like stabbing into a mud pond, making it extremely difficult to move forward. Anti coldly pressed the halberd forward. When his hand touched the beast souls, his pupils dilated for a moment. A large number of souls transformed from beasts, countless memories poured into them. The chaos of ordinary beasts, the desire of intelligent beasts, the unwillingness of orcs, the longing of the orcs, there are too many. Only at this moment can one feel what this orc, who is covered in wounds, has a gloomy expression but still maintains a fierce gaze, is carrying. Angmo and Anti looked at each other at close range, and finally he healed himself and regenerated an arm, stretching out his claws forward. All the beast souls rushed there to slow down the penetration of the Shadow King's Halberd into Angmo's weak spot. If he relaxed even a little, Angmo would be pierced to death in an instant. The tearing miracle condensed in Angmo's claws can only call upon a little of its own animal nature. Bang! But that doesn't make sense. Anti did not give it even the slightest chance to struggle, as this halberd was not the killing move. It stabbed from behind, penetrated through the chest, pierced the predator mark on its chest, and achieved the final kill with the Night Hunting Greatsword. The night eyes above trembled, and the faint blue light slowly faded away. Ang Mo's eyes widened, he trembled, and then slowly calmed down. Its intuition failed to keep an eye on that thing at the last moment. The beast-like figure of Anti appeared behind him, his claws tightly grasping the greatsword and stabbing it a little deeper, breathing heavily. laugh! As Angmo's weak point was pierced, the beast soul that was blocking the halberd was completely burned out. Anti loosened one hand and gently pushed the halberd with one hand to pierce Angmo from the front again. Although a single strike would be enough to defeat the marked weakness, Anti chose to play it safe. Beings who have faith in themselves cannot be reasoned with by common sense. The corners of Angmo's mouth twitched slightly, and he actually revealed an ugly smile in the end. The smart eyes looked at Anti, and the claws that were originally about to tear lost their luster and gently rested on Anti's shoulder. It lowered its head, took a final breath, and then raised it again. At some point, the corners of its eyes began to sparkle. "You see? That's us." Anti nodded slightly and spoke in a hoarse voice: "I see." The beast-like Anti twisted his wrist slightly, and a large amount of blue light gathered on the Night Hunting Greatsword, and the trembling of Night's eyes became more violent. The night roars. Boom——! …… In the sky city below, the blue fireworks bloomed in the sky. The other orcs stared at this scene in a daze, tears streaming down their faces.
…… Rafafar stood there staggering, with many injuries on his body, his hair disheveled, and his clothes torn into rags. He withdrew his gaze from the sky and looked at the wolf-bear brothers in front of him: "The mastermind is dead, and it is confirmed that you are no longer a threat for the time being. You will be marked as a group of orcs to be observed, and the sacrificial tower will no longer send people to hunt you down. However, regular observation and some communication are still necessary..." There was no response. As if he was talking to himself, Rafafar paused for a moment, then turned and left: "You have successfully convinced me, and now it is up to you to convince the subsequent observers. The Dream Realm welcomes you, the Orcs, and I wish you all the best in the future." As the words fell, Rafafar's figure went away and completely disappeared on the almost broken bridge. Kavo and Fent fell to the ground covered in wounds, with almost no part of their bodies intact. Kavo's hand was cut off, and Fent's legs were cut off. There were several bloody holes on their bodies that were bleeding. Fortunately, Rafafar did not destroy the broken limbs directly. Instead, he picked them up and reattached them while they were still fresh. With the self-healing ability of beasts of their level, it would not be difficult to recover in a short time. They didn't have the energy to reply. Kavo looked dimly at the blue fireworks slowly dissipating in the sky, feeling the emptiness in his heart as he sensed the departure of a being he respected. After a while, footsteps approached. It was other orcs. They picked up the broken limbs of the two, treated their injuries, and then carried them up. Cavo is okay, but it's really not easy for someone as big as him to fight against Fente. No one spoke, no praise, no insults, no crying. Act silently, and speak their thoughts through actions. (End of this chapter)