200 Desperate Battle of the Waning Moon (1)

Brilliant ray bursts and fireworks bloomed all over the sky in the vacuum, and Bablushka's Mechanical Legion struggled to move forward against the violent spells.

Bablushka Governor looks increasingly uglier.

There is a huge difference in strength between the two. Barkomon seemed not to care about the influence of Twisted Curse on him. Instead, he used forbidden magic vigorously, and even strengthened his body and speed, turned into a meteor, and freely shuttled and collided in his endless sea of weapons.

If he tries to overwhelm the opponent with numbers, then Barkomon will repeat his old trick and directly grab a planet, use it as a shield and weapon, and smash it straight towards Bablushka.

Pure pragmatism.

Barkomon despises complicated chants, and does not care about using precise calculations to trigger a chain reaction and detonate the opponent step by step. He only believes in his pure magic and fists.

If you can't hit it with one punch, then enchant it and punch it again. If one enchantment is not enough, add another million times the power.

If a million times is not enough, then repeat it a million times! "Wahahahahaha! Bablushka! What are you holding back on?!"

Barkomon's evil laughter penetrated the starry sky. He stepped on a hundred-meter-tall robot, smashed his toes through the opponent's energy furnace, and let the flames of the nuclear explosion explode - it didn't matter.

The Twisted Curse he bears will swallow it all for him, but the more he uses his power like this, the more terrifying the twisted aura becomes.

Bablushka couldn't help but said, "Barkomon——You are abusing Kappa-rank's power so much, aren't you afraid of being swallowed by the curse of Jingyuan?"

"Swallowed? Just death!"

Barkomon didn't care at all about the curse on his body. The twisted curse also distorted his thinking and personality. He opened his mouth and showed a cruel and crazy smile, "Hahahaha! So what, everyone is born to die! Either die in depression or die in battle."

The twisted will plunged Barkomon into endless carnival. He was so excited that he even wanted to kill himself and fight his way out of hell.

"It's not my turn for the curse to end my life!"

Barkomon raised his hand and slowly pulled out a staff from the void. The staff was quite long, and the purple crystal on the top was also affected by distortion, emitting a distorted light and shadow of claws and teeth.

"Come on, Bablushka, show your curse too!"

He smiled cruelly, his skin turning porcelain, and he twisted the staff.

The next moment, a sharp purple magic light blade popped up from the top of the staff.

"The so-called mage is a martial artist who is good at using magic weapons to kill people."

Bablushka remained silent.

The other party has already unsealed the magic weapon and doesn't care about the curse. If he is timid, it won't be a matter of winning or losing.

Rather, it was a matter of whether he could come back alive.

"Mother of the Dark Night, show me your love and wish me to move forward."

He opened his hand and teleported a massive legion of sacred weapons from the subspace. These intelligent mechanical creatures received the blessings of the gods and were clad in white robes. Like devout believers, they knelt down on one knee and worshiped in pilgrimage amid the incense and chanting of scriptures.

Bablushka's skin gradually turned porcelain, and his eyes swallowed golden debris outwards. The golden plumes gathered like a storm, and countless fleets and war machines quickly deconstructed and gathered towards him.

[Deus Ex Machina]

"Mother of the Dark Night, may your kingdom come, and may your will be done on earth as it is in heaven."

Bablushka's figure was reshaped by heavy machinery, turning into a mechanical giant spanning thousands of kilometers. His whole body was as white as ceramics, inlaid with the runes of the night moon. The stream of blue-purple radiant light sprayed from behind spread from this end to the outside of the river system. Like gorgeous butterfly wings, he could destroy most of the galaxy with just one sweep.

It's just that his figure has become twisted and horrifying as a result, and the aura of religious holiness on his body has been distorted, making his figure grotesque. If he is reflected in the water, he will be dragged into the abyss at any time.

"Star Abyss is always calling us. It uses blessings to attract us to dive, and uses curses to prevent us from leaving. Even if we leave, we can't use all our power. If we use it a few more times, we may be dragged down and never be able to leave."

Barkomon carried the Guandao-like staff and said leisurely, "Bablushka Governor, tell me, shall we Galaxy Eye Battlefield meet, or shall we meet in the realm?"

"Arrogant person, you are enough in hell!"

The mechanical giant transformed by Bablushka instantly stretched out his big hand, and various types of turrets and weapons popped up from every corner of his skin. The pious mechanical monks sang and blessed his cannonballs.

"Holy! Night Butterfly's cannonballs are loaded by Mother of the Dark Night himself!"

"Holy! The holy artillery is accurate, the cannon of revenge is loud!"

"Holy! The missile is agile and maneuverable, and Mother of the Dark Night guides it to hit the target!"

The dense Rocket Shell curtain and Plasma Cannon bombs were covered with stars in an instant. Even on White Candle Star, which is 3.4 light-years away, you can see the shining meteor groups. The sacred blessing made Wu The machines possess mysterious power, and the mechanical slaves are constantly loading diligently. Their program logic is controlled by religion, and they devote themselves selflessly to work feverishly, allowing Bablushka to squander their machine power Mecha-Force wantonly.

[Automated Casting]

[Access to Mitra Net: Access rights - Obtain - Super Spell Grid]

[Arcane · Super-Order Rainbow Radiance]

Barkomon narrowed his eyes, he just dragged the magic sword and swept away all kinds of bombs at will.

The excessive amount of magic energy released by this blow will arrive at Azure Planet in 460 years. At that time, people will have to use close-range defense cannons and magnetic field shields to offset the torrent of magic that spans 460 light-years.

If they are lucky, they may get a large number of Spellcasters talents because of this magical torrent.

But that's all for later.

Because this is just the result of the first wave of Barkomon.

If we say, Zeta-rank (6) is a god on earth to mortals.

Then Kappa-rank (10) is the gods of the abyss starry sky.

Those who are stronger than them are all fighting in Lower Star Abyss, and those who are older than them are all cowering in Narrative-level Civilization.

Only Kappa-rank is the top powerhouse participating in the fight in the abyss! ————————————

Bang! Zangyue's face was held down by Li Aoz. Under the powerful power given by [Bloodline], Li Aoz smashed the back of his head into the ground with an absolutely overwhelming advantage.

As the blue tentacles continued to absorb information elements, Zangyue's originally indifferent face gradually became colder.

"——What's going on?"

He said coldly:

"My body information has been dimensionally reduced. As a three-dimensional creature, it is impossible for you to interpret the information in one-dimensional space!"

Li Aoz didn't answer. He kept extracting the genetic information from the other party's body. There were many excellent designs in Zan Yue's body, which were the result of his many years of improvement of the breeding equipment and contained a lot of technological crystallization.

Now, they are all their own.

[Extraction of extraordinary genes is completed: you have obtained 27 million points of gene fragments]

[Your body has been completed and your attributes have increased.]

[[Perpetual · Love Hunter] activates]

[You have accumulated 91 [Charm] points]

The basic [Charm] breaks through the 300 point mark, coupled with the 30% income increase of [Perpetual · Love Hunter], and the godhead provides 180 points of Primary Attribute.

The final benefit of Li Aoz's [Charm] quickly soared to 570 points! At this point, the gap between Zangetsu's and his [Charm] attributes quickly narrowed, and Li Aoz was no longer crushed by [Zangetsu] Aoneng.

His moment of counterattack has finally arrived.

570 points of [Charm] are converted into 570 points of [Strength] through the equal amount of [Bloodline].

At this point, he no longer needed any skills.