Vol 4 Chapter 105: In the name of killing my devil!

After a brief suffocation, Sidi's brain instantly chilled all over his body.
All thoughts were left behind at this moment.
At this moment, the ink flame mech burned all over his body like a torch, and his hands quickly formed seals.
The huge fire lotus phantom behind it bloomed instantly, and then from the edge of the petals, a huge and gorgeous fire lotus like a star appeared in the starry sky.
The last elegy [Death and Withering]!
The moment the bright red lotus appeared was the most brilliant moment, but in the blink of an eye, the fire lotus began to wither and shrink.
At this moment, the tens of thousands of meters behind the Mohuo Mecha began to crumble and collapse.
This is Mohuo's lore skill.
Focusing on itself, it hurts one thousand enemies and eight hundred, which is a powerful attack that can cause a star to collapse.
However, in his field of vision, the mecha simply ignored the spatial turbulence generated at this moment, and brazenly broke in.
The long sword slashed straight down, and the two mechas fought by.
Shura was like a red line running through the giant Molian, his figure slowly stagnating.
The countless black flames on the surface of the dilapidated mecha seemed to want to burn hard to completely corrode this mecha.
However, the black flame quietly extinguished silently.
The blood prison knife in Shura's hand is no longer surrounded by thunder, it looks like a dark red saber.
Coupled with the appearance of the dim and cracked mecha, at this moment, Shura has reached the point where the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dead, frozen in space, motionless.
Tens of thousands of meters behind it, the area where Mo Lin had withered and collapsed continued to shatter.
The ink fire mech was unharmed...
Suddenly there was cheers in the Solomon fleet, and morale rose again.
"This is me...Great Solomon!"
The voice of the 57th goalpost knight Ossey surging in the channel.
His mech [Black Panther] is like a cosmic wind galloping across Solomon's fleet.
"My great Solomon!"
Inside all the battleships, the voices of Solomon members sounded at the same moment.
They are full of enthusiasm.
Victory will always be by your side.
Tick...
A drop of blood fell on the ground, splashing light blood.
In the cockpit, Mu Fan raised his head and looked at the energy scale displayed on the light curtain in front of him.
[With 0.4% energy, it can maintain high-intensity combat for 50 minutes, and can maintain ultra-high-intensity combat for 20 seconds, without being able to enter an overload state. 】
Tick...
There was another sound of dripping nosebleeds.
Two bright blood flowers appeared under Mu Fan's feet.
"This battle, curtain call."
As Mu Fan murmured softly, Shura turned around and looked at the formation.
Gently flicked his arm.
The prison knife that had lost its surroundings with the thunderbolt and seemed to be unremarkable unexpectedly dropped out of his hand, turning into a stream of light to stab the formation.
The scabbard slowly rotating in the high sky of the universe seemed to be pulled back by some kind of traction at this moment, suddenly speeding back!
This scene……
Let Solomon's cheers freeze completely.
That Shura machine, nothing! ?
What does this throwing knife represent!
No one saw how the Blood Prison Knife disappeared. People only saw the Shura Mecha, walking back into the dead and withered area with bare hands.
When the edge of the space dyed in ink came into contact with Shura, in an instant... it shattered into mist.
Asura passed by Mo Huo calmly.
It seems that the cloak gently rolled to Mo Huo's body, and a straight crack appeared straight from the neck to the waist, and then in the dull eyes of everyone...
More and more cracks emerged from around the crevice, instantly covering the whole body, silently disappearing.
With countless legends in the past, the Demon Machine 【Ink Fire】, with the imprint of Solomon's history, is like the flying ash of the burning red lotus after blooming, floating in space one after another.
At this point, Shura's killing intent was truly revealed in front of everyone.
"My great Solomon's undefeated God of War machine... actually..."
"Dead."
The mumbled muttering echoes in the command room of the Holy Spirit Fleet.
Sidina was frivolous, always arrogant, and was here just now.
That is Solomon's twelfth goal post knight, the red-haired Sidi with the most potential among Solomon's new knights and an infinite future!
That was the Sidi who he brought out with one hand and regarded as a disciple!
In Barbatos's eyes that were calm and determined under any circumstances, uncontrollable pain flashed at this moment, the blue veins on the back of his hand floated, and the whole person shouted a beast roar that could no longer be suppressed!
"what"
There was endless hatred in the stern voice.
"The whole ship is attacking, and the moment of decisive battle is coming. My Great Solomon is flying across the starry sky and will never lose!"
At this moment Barbatos' eyes were bloody.
"Knight Barbatos, your heart is upset."
Bymon opened his eyes, and the pretty face looked down below.
"The demon Asura appeared, and the ink fire fell... it was announced that the decisive power to turn the tide of the battle had arrived, and the five chief knights were not there. If the opponent beheads against the trend, what will you and I resist?"
"Where is your sacred hero fleet, and your heroic protection!"
Barbatos' tall and burly body turned abruptly, staring at Bymon above, "From now on, I will transfer the command of the fleet to you, as long as you defeat that mecha!"
"Sorry, I can't." For the first time a sense of powerlessness flashed in Bymen's eyes, and he lifted his fingers forward.
"That red light track... from beginning to end, it only exists in the optical field of vision. There is no radiation signal, no heat source, no lock, no energy attack..."
Bymon biting his teeth, he asked word by word: "The opponent is the mecha that kills the emperor's sss-level [Ghost Youwang]. The power has been seriously out of balance! Wake up, Barbatos Knight!"
At this time, the crew member in charge of monitoring the battlefield added with a nervous expression:
"The white bow-bearing mecha is sniping with Da Lei Xiao."
This became the last straw to crush the camel.
Barbatos seemed to be ten years old in an instant, with his hands on the podium, his eyes flat.
At this time, Mu Fan's words before the war echoed in his mind...
"You, how many demon machines can fall?"
Yes, they don't have many.
They only have one.
...
When Lu Qingxue looked back, she happened to see the sudden end of the red lotus withering.
Mu Fan's upright and determined figure flashed through those cold eyes.
Really just...the enemy of one...
A touching smile bloomed on that peerless face, and Lu Qingxue's eyes were full of warmth at this moment.
I can't seem to fall behind anymore.
Putting away the smile that only bloomed at Mu Fan, when those beautiful eyes blinked again, the ice cold that had never melted for years reappeared when facing the enemy.
Retracting the bow like a full moon, the arrows aimed at the seven mechas that burst out in front of the Holy Spirit Fleet.
Let go, the arrow is like a shooting star!
Frost Angel, join the war.
Behind the white wings, Shura is like a samurai returning from the battlefield, with a body of solidified blood, reappearing in the place that just emerged, suspended in silence.
The two mechas are black and white, with a vicious and coquettish killing beauty.
Shura raised his left hand.
The long knife blood that had just been sheathed high in the sky, gently fell into the palm of the palm ~ EbookFREE.me ~ no blood, no blood, no sheath.
In the name of killing my devil!
The cloak was hunting and rolling, Shura looked up at the shadow fleet invading like a billowing cloud.
His arms slowly crossed again, and his eyes were bloody, condensing the distance.
The huge cloud suddenly dispersed.
The fully organized Shadow Fleet, at this moment, are all fearful!
Like a lone wolf returning from a bloodbath, Mu Fan raised his head with a mocking and smile.
"Shadow Fleet, harvest time..."
"Coming."
The battleship that looked like a sharp blade pierced the curtain and flew at dawn. Shura turned to face the huge battleship, stepped forward and disappeared.
Shura's final battle before the energy ran out was a perfect curtain call.
But the most glorious moment of the Shadow Fleet has just arrived.
Behind the battleship of Dawn, there was an undamaged reorganized Shadow Sky Fleet.
"Sky Arrows..."
"Destiny..."
"Roar."
Qi Longxiang closed his eyes tightly and nodded lightly with a smile.
The Shadow Fleet, which briefly withdrew from the concealed state in the panic, was completely exposed to vision.
Even if it is less than a second.
But for the military Qi Longxiang, it is enough.
[Full lock is successful, and the pre-judged validity period can be maintained for 8 seconds. 】
The black voice came at the same time.
Qi Longxiang raised his head, raised his hands, and gently waved forward.
In an instant, the arrows of light spread across the universe, and the sky arrow bursts through the space.
On the Shadow Island, thousands of Iron Clan members opened their mouths and watched the thousands of light beams.
And behind a white sphere quietly floating not far away.
It was the entire Snow Clan's high-level gaze that shocked almost dull.
"Hardly shake... the origin of the ancient god... Solomon..."
The hair on the back of the six snow elders was full of coolness.