Chapter 351 The Funeral of the God of War

The last battle!

As Xinjie's partners fell one after another, and the last blow of Nagato Youxi also took away the three men of Libelius. In the case of Fribalo, Arcas and Barros, there were only Xinjie and Libelius left on the battlefield.

"Opener, come on, this will be the last battle!"

"Drink!"

The sword in Xinjie's hand burst into a powerful force again and stood together with Libelius.

This battle is different from before. Although Nagato Youxi failed to successfully seal Libelius, using the power of the world also brought great damage to Libelius. Now the strength of Libelius is not at the peak state that has just been lifted from the seal, so Xinjie can fight alone.

"Come on! Not enough, not enough! Not enough! Opener, you are still far away! Show your strength when you defeated me 4,000 years ago!"

Libelius did not use any weapons and directly collided with Xinjie's sword again and again with his hands, but he still did not fall behind, and even forced Xinjie into a desperate situation.

"Well, what I have gathered is the wish of the world. You are such a mortal. Without Li Yong, how can you be my opponent! What I expect is what Elkadia expects. Destroy it, destroy everything!"

While attacking, he is still using different skills to cause a strong and effective blow to Xinjie. It can be said that the skills used by human beings in this world are no different from those used by three-year-old children. Xinjie found that his body had become heavier and heavier, and the shield of his left hand became crumbling because of the continuous resistance to the attack of Libelius.

"You can't fall here, otherwise the sacrifice of hope will be meaningless!"

At this moment, Xinjie is supporting him from falling with a perseverance. His partners have left him and blocked the fierce attack from Libelius again and again, but his strength has gone away from him little by little.

"Hmm, at the end of the crossbow, don't struggle!"

With a "ding", a light flashed on Libelius' body again, and his whole body rushed towards Xinjie.

The body honed in the battle of this world responded spontaneously, and the left shield directly met Libelius' arm to block the blow.

Only this time, as soon as the shield in his hand came into contact with Libelius, Xinjie trembled all over and felt as if something had been pulled away from his body.

"Vlood sucking attack!"

The dusty memory woke up and reminded him that the person in front of him was a military god, and all the taboo spells did not exist for him.

Xinjie took a deep breath and had to rise up and push forward fiercely.

With a "dang", although he pushed Libelius away, the shield of his left hand could no longer hold firmly and fell to the ground.

The sword in his right hand also seemed to become extremely heavy. Xinjie had to insert it on the ground, and his body was also leaning on his huge sword, with his chest fluctuating violently and gasping for breath.

Libelius' blood-sucking attack seriously damaged the structure of Xinjie's body, making his already bad body worse.

Xinjie raised his head, his eyes were already blurred, and he couldn't see what Libelius was doing.

"Isn't it... impossible?"

The voice and smile of his partners came to his mind. Icarus's action without hesitation when he bumped into him, Mawei, who was usually arrogant, looked at him with no regret when he was blown away by Rebius. Nagato Youxi's indifferent expression when he said the last two words in his arms.

"You can't fall down yet, you can't fall down here."

"Opener, don't you even have the strength to stand up? In that case, I'll give you the last ride!"

Libelius's hands slowly raised, and his body began to condense huge magic:

"The world... should have been destroyed... Even as an opener... there is no way to stop me, so goodbye, opener..." Libelius suddenly paused, looked at Xinjie, and pointed to him with one finger:

"Death magic, give your life, opener!"

As soon as Libelius's words fell, Xinjie felt that the endless darkness was coming towards him, and his consciousness gradually moved away from him...

I don't know how long it took. It felt like a long time, and it felt that after just a short moment, Xinjie's consciousness finally returned to his body.

"This is..."

He raised his head doubtfully and found that he was still facing Libelius, who looked at himself with angry eyes and shouted unwillingly:

"Why? Why on earth is that? Can a person's mind surpass the whole world? I don't believe it! Go to hell!"

He stretched out his hand and pointed again. Xinjie only felt his body tremble, and the palpitating feeling came again, but this time it was not as strong as last time. Although he felt a strong sense of dizziness, he did not lose consciousness.

"Go to hell, you bastard!"

Libelius pointed with his hand again.

"So that's..."

When that familiar feeling came again, Xinjie finally understood what had just happened.

After the death magic of Li Belius launched, he brought Xinjie into the world of death, but for some reason, Xinjie endured it again and again. Every time he was so close to death, he did not die.

This made Libelius very angry. His death magic is a taboo spell from the divine world. At this moment, he can't deal with a mortal, which makes him feel extremely angry:

"Why? Can a person's heart really surpass my hatred for the world? I don't believe it, I don't believe it! That kind of thing... How can it be, even if you are the starter..."

Xinjie struggled to stand up, kicked away the shield on the ground, and walked slowly towards Libelius:

"Libelius, you are wrong. Hate and anger have never been the source of human power, and love... is."

"Love...he, how can you ordinary people understand my love for Elkadia? How dare you teach me a military god..."

"Since you look down on ordinary people, let you see the possibility of... human beings!"

Xinjie said that he walked faster and faster. First, he gradually changed from walking to a trot, then gradually accelerated his speed, and finally he became a big stride:

"Go back to the place that should belong to you, just remember the hated god of war - Libelius!"

At this time, the huge sword in Xinjie's hand began to shine dazzlingly, illuminating the whole space.

"That's...impossible. You just have an ordinary sword in your hand..."

"The universe is a throwing!"

This time, the huge sword in Xinjie's hand directly pierced Libelius' chest, and the red aperture of the original skill special effects also turned into a deep purple:

"This is your destination! "Libelius!"

Xinjie clenched the hilt of his sword with both hands and was not far away from Libelius. As soon as he looked up, he could clearly see the other party's facial features, and even the heartbeat of Libelius could be heard.

At this moment, Libelius also lowered his hands that had been trying to stop Xinjie, and asked with a puzzled expression on his face:

"Opener, tell me, where does your power come from?"

"The bond between others and people is the real source of power."

Xinjie also answered very seriously, as if he and Libelius had not had a life-and-death war just now.

Is that right? So that's it..."

Libelius got the answer he wanted, first nodded, then sighed and said with a faint pity:

"...I can't understand...you are neither a Protoss nor a human... Why can you interfere in history so much..."

This is the last sentence left by the military god Libelius to Xinjie.

After Libelius finished saying this, his whole body disappeared directly like Changmen Youxi just now, as if he had never appeared.

A crisp sound came, and Xinjie's giant sword fell to the ground.

"It's over."

Xinjie himself sat on the ground with a "plop". His injury was too serious, and he resisted Libelius' magic again and again. The pain was simply indescribable.

"Nanali, Gene, Lin..."

He looked around Zhou, and there was no one but him. He could only hear his breathing in front of the door of heaven and earth.

"What's the point of such a victory..."

Xinjie showed a bitter smile.

At this time...

"How, how can there be such a thing! Even the brave Li Yong must use the god of destruction to defeat the god of destruction! I'm completely defeated..."

"Brumel!"

As soon as Xinjie heard this sound, he turned around in surprise and saw the embarrassed Brumel. At this moment, he is gray and looks as if he has just returned from a disaster, and his face is incredible.

"Brumel! Why are you here, the others!"

As soon as Xinjie saw him, he really rushed over and directly picked up his collar and asked loudly.

Brumel just disappeared with Nagato Youxi and others. If he can appear at this moment, does it prove that others are still alive?

"Answer me!"

The concern for his partners and lovers made Xinjie no longer have his usual calmness. Above 10,000 people under the Kingdom of France, no, perhaps the highest priest of the Astia Temple, who did not even need to add under one person, was roaring with his collar without hesitation.

"It's hard to persuade the king to open the summons and get the opener..."

What just disappointed Xinjie was that he didn't seem to listen to what he was saying, but just said something to himself.

"Where the hell are the others!"

Xinjie was much taller than Brumel, so he raised him directly above his head with both hands and threw the priest angrily.