The Magician pleaded, looking aggrieved, "Can I just draw one? Just one."
The Mist Lord shook his head. "No."
The situation is much better now.
Brother Devour and Dharma King are helping Qin Ze fight the BOSS, while A Bing is healing his clone.
It's only a matter of time before those messy tanks and planes are cleared away.
There's currently no need for the Mist Lord to intervene.
He made up his mind and stared at the Magician.
The scales of victory are already tipping in favor of the Circus; the only variable is the Magician.
The Magician's right hand was held tightly by the Mist Lord, so he could only stand at the Sidelines the battlefield and watch helplessly.
Beneath the red nebula, a grand drama, "The Three Heroes Battle Lü Bu," is unfolding.
Qin Ze and Brother Devour took turns leading the main attack from the front and launching a feint attack from the side.
As for the Dharma King, he seized the opportunity to unleash his full damage output in an instant.
Even with the three working together in a coordinated attack, the demon claw still managed to handle the situation with ease.
Qin Ze's expression was solemn.
He thought his physical body was abnormal enough, but the "jade hand" in front of him was even harder than his.
Miss Sword Case slammed it several times, but not a single crack appeared on the surface of the demonic claw.
Qin Ze couldn't help but wonder, were those claws really the goddess's?
The goddess's voice then emanated from the demon's clutches. "Time is running out for this world."
"Once it Annihilation, you will have absolutely no chance of surviving."
"I've only lost some strength, but you've lost your life."
"Hand over the Source of God, and I will spare your life."
Qin Ze deflected the opponent's attack with a single Sword Case and sneered, "So, you're resorting to trash talk now that you can't beat them, huh?"
The trio's strength also shocked the goddess.
If He fails to obtain the Source of God before the world collapses Annihilation, all His efforts will be in vain.
With this in mind, He decided to exert a little more effort.
But before the power of the demonic claws could be unleashed, the nebula turned a deep crimson, like blood.
Upon seeing this, the goddess quickly withdrew her strength.
Qin Ze sensed the other party's apprehension and said in the Local Area Network, "Make this quick and get out before the world collapses."
Now, there's no one squatting outside for him.
Once back in Chaos, one can return to the Spirit Clan's forbidden land through the Oracle of Light.
But all of this is contingent on them severing the goddess's jade hand before the world Annihilation.
Buzz--
Another dark red beam of light shot out from the demon's claw and crashed into the earth.
Immediately afterwards, the nearby ruins began to writhe.
It has steel bars as its skeleton and concrete and various waste materials as its flesh.
The newly sprouted dark Flesh and Blood instantly connected and stitched together the ruins within a radius of several hundred meters.
The remaining fighter jets and some armored vehicles and tanks in the sky also joined in, closely Fusion the others.
Suddenly, a colossal creature, hundreds of meters tall and standing on all fours, rose up on the earth.
The Magician shrugged. "That has nothing to do with me."
roar--
The monster roared, and a hurricane swept across the ground.
Some of the unexpected clones were flung far away like garbage bags.
The remaining clones were extremely excited, roaring as they charged towards the four-legged stitched monster.
"An elite monster dropped!"
"Everyone step back, I'll take the first lick to taste the saltiness."
"Tall and abstract, that's the kind of monster I want to fight."
" Self-Destruct Squad, blow it up!"
"Throw me over there! Fire in the hole!"
"..."
The elite monsters were even tougher and more resilient than anyone thought.
Even a dozen or so old Self-Destruct Squad couldn't break through the defenses.
The mech squad roared down from the sky.
Suddenly, hundreds of dark, gaping cannon-like muzzles emerged from the back of the four-legged monster.
However, in just one salvo, more than a dozen Spirit Walker clones crashed into the plane.
"Beware of air defense!"
"Up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right, B, A, B, A!"
The Spirit Walker clone piloted the mech, performing various high-difficulty maneuvers in the sky, pushing the mech's performance to its limit.
Seeing this, A Bing's face darkened. "Are you guys dancing for people? And showing off your skills? Come closer and attack!"
Some mechs broke through layers of firepower, unleashing all their firepower at once, followed by a couple more close-range chainsaw strikes.
The four-legged monster still couldn't break through the defenses, and instead blasted the chainsaw man to pieces with a single shot.
In the sky, the goddess, who was engaged in a fierce battle with the three little ones, couldn't help but feel puzzled upon seeing this.
These people don't seem to be afraid of death.
Even when faced with an enemy they could not possibly defeat, they did not hesitate and did not retreat a single step.
He even saw wave after wave of people clinging to Entropy Stone, intending to perish together with the four-legged monsters.
"You really do have a group of loyal subordinates."
The goddess's tone revealed a hint of envy.
Qin Ze said calmly, "Subordinates? They are my brothers, my dearest friends and family."
The Dharma King said, "Brothers when there's trouble, oxen and horses when there's no trouble."
The situation is becoming increasingly deadlocked.
Even with all their might, the three little ones couldn't completely suppress the demon's claws, and now there's another tough-skinned four-legged monster.
Miss Sword Case suddenly spoke up, " Qin Ze, Bai Chi Ya Tou Ling isn't feeling well."
"If this part of the spirit doesn't return to the body soon, it will probably dissipate."
Qin Ze frowned deeply. Misfortune never comes singly; Zi Yue's Divine Maiden buff had worn off so quickly?
A Bing watched as his clones kept delivering supplies, and he slapped his thigh in frustration.
Unwittingly, he caught a glimpse of the Mist Lord and the Magician still holding hands at the Sidelines the battlefield.
"Grass!"
"I was wondering why it always felt like there were fewer people."
Don't you two consider the occasion when you're dating?
The Mist Lord rolled his eyes. "Screw you! I'm controlling variables."
A Bing was speechless. "Stop controlling yourself, hurry up and fill in the lines."
Upon hearing this, the Mist Lord hesitated for a long time before finally releasing the Magician.
"Stay put and don't move."
The Magician stood on tiptoe and drew a circle around himself. "I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere."
Upon seeing the Magician's innocent eyes, the Mist Lord immediately transformed into its beast form, unleashing a vast expanse of white Fog of War as it charged towards the four-legged monster.
The clone, empowered by the War Fervor buff, seemed to have been injected with adrenaline, its combat power increasing dramatically.
With the Fog of War in effect, the four-legged monster couldn't pinpoint the exact location of its clones and could only unleash a barrage of attacks with its "turtle fists."
Despite the addition of the Mist Lord to the battlefield, the four-legged monster's weakness could still not be found.
It was as hard as a rock from a cesspool.
Upon seeing this, Magician in the industry couldn't help but exclaim, "This is when I, the one who can break the deadlock, need to step in."
Splash--
The cards of Skill of the God, inlaid with the sun, moon, and stars, revolve endlessly around the Magician.
Mist Lord: "I really should have cut your hand off just now."
The Magician grinned. "Honestly, I haven't gone off the rails."
"Gentlemen, do you dare to lend me your strength, so that we can turn the world upside down and reverse the tide!"
The clones were also getting tired, so they decided to take a gamble.
"If you ever give that four-legged monster any buffs, we'll haunt you even in our afterlife."
"I need a card that can destroy the world!"
"Quickly, turn me into light!"
"..."
With an immediate and enthusiastic response, the Magician cleared his throat and announced loudly:
"Gentlemen, heed my command! Slit your own throats and return to heaven!"