The second giant summoned was more like a Martian, and Thea felt that she had found some of the truth.

Commanding two giants to siege Heronmil, Siya knelt down on one knee, reached out to touch the ground, and also called for mercy to communicate.

Dadi first communicated with her tentatively, and soon the two sides reached a consensus, and Xiya stood up silently.

The Martian Hunter tribes are all dead, or they are not dead.

The powerful spiritual power not only helped Heronmil resurrection and obtained the priesthood of death, but their powers gathered together and replaced the original will of the planet.

Heronmil must die, and the will of the planet Malekadra (Martian) has only this requirement.

For this purpose, they interfered with the fusion of each other and the fire element, causing Heronmil to merge halfway, and he was standing up and down, afraid that they would not dare to enter the deep fusion of the spiritual world.

He deeply hypnotized Megan Moss twenty years ago, just to protect the last Martian man. Don’t listen to Heronmill’s swearing at the moment. What kind of collections are you? I can’t even get out of this cave. I’m so lucky.

Now the incest of the straits gave them a chance, a chance to take revenge.

The stone giant summoned by her hands burst out with 300% of its strength. Even though she knew she was defeated, she still attacked Heronmil.

The friendly forces were powerful, and Xiya did not lose the chain. She began to accumulate the power of the holy sword and prepared to decide the outcome with one blow.

After all, this is not a game. It is impossible to lose as much blood as you hit, or as much as you hit twice. When the blood tank is empty, the opponent will fall directly to the ground. This is incredible in the battle between gods.

It is necessary to cause fatal damage to the opponent at one time to be considered as the end of the battle. Otherwise, just like the new Creation Star against Mahdron, both sides fought for a long time, but they were not injured.

Now that we use the Holy Sword to gather the wishes of all living beings, it will take a little effort to do this on Earth. Now, it’s a big deal to gather on Mars. They have already gathered together, and the other party is very honest. As long as we can kill Heronmil, you can use our spiritual power at will.

After centuries of hardship, there are still strong hatred, and there are at least tens of thousands of spiritual bodies that have not been assimilated.

These are the essence of Martians. Even if they are not as good as Martian hunters, they are also the best among the tribes. Conservative estimates, from a spiritual perspective, a Martian is more than ten thousand Earthlings.

The spiritual power of a single person can be transformed into substance, affecting the material world from the spiritual world. Now the hatred of the entire race is gathered together, and then it is exerted by the power of the holy sword a hundred times. Such huge spiritual power makes Xiya's divine body feel heavy.

"It's not enough, come again!" Pity for the spirit of hatred that controls the genocide of the mercy. This is a perfect match. The Holy Sword is still eager for more. Xiya also wants to see how much she can improve after she becomes a god. She wants more.

The planet's will was so happy that they protected Megan Moss in order to enable the little girl to achieve her magical power as soon as possible, carrying their beliefs to avenge their revenge. Although there is little hope, it is hope at least.

Now that Xiya jumped out to help, she actually felt that their power was not enough, which made the planet's will even more wildly begin to transmit energy. All the powers of a snail group are concentrated together, which cannot be calculated by quantity.

"Bad, get out of here!" Heronmil was not a fool. He watched Shia hold his ultimate move. If he was indifferent, he would be really unwise.

He took out a long whip from the magma, and the whip wrapped around the head of a stone giant and pulled it directly into the magma. The remaining one was also blown to pieces by the golden flame he fired.

"You ignorant guy!" After dealing with the two stone men, Heronmil raised his whip and thrust towards Siya.

The whip tip carries a large amount of flames, and the golden flames are like countless tiny dragons attached to the long whip.

Theya, who seemed to be very warm, did not dare to take the fire, so she jumped up and avoided the long whip.

However, she was a little confused. The other party's whip method was ordinary, but the flame had its own unique features.

I saw the bright silver flames break away from the whip and wrapping up towards Xiya.

"Haha, I saw it. This is my active fire. You are honored to die in this move!"

In order to avoid the unknown flame, Thea had to continue flying upwards, but the flame seemed to be conscious and rolled upwards with her movements.

有点意思!这团火十分纯粹,有点像心灵之火的变种,多半是这个赫隆米尔在自身的火焰神职中加入了火星人的心灵能力,才得到这个奇异火焰.

Xiya tried several spells in a row, and the flame storm was directly neutralized by active fire. The dungeon technique that could withstand several tons of force assault was also burned through, with almost no hindrance. She was carrying the increasingly heavy holy sword and her mobility was severely limited.

In desperation, he could only use a lamp ring to wrap the flames. Xiya directly opened a portal and threw it to a remote planet with active fires. He was preparing to study it carefully after the war.

Heronmil, who was trapped in the magma, saw that the ranged attack failed and made up his mind silently. He saw that he opened a portal from the void, and darkness like thick ink enveloped the surroundings, as if the real dead aura was permeated in this underground cavity.

Heronmil put away his flaming giant figure and merged with the darkness. His voice no longer looked like a firewood burning, but a little ethereal. "Look, this is death. I don't care where you are. You are destined to fall here today."

Among the thick black that cannot be melted, there was only a little light, that was the holy sword in Xiya's hand. She looked here with interest.

The same thing will have subtle differences in the eyes of different people, not to mention the invisible and qualitative thing like death. So far, Xiya has never seen a god dare to say that she controls death. However, watching from multiple angles gives her some experience.

The other party seemed to have gained inspiration in the genocide incident. The thick ink in front of him was his experience, and darkness was death. Xiya felt that the other party probably understood this way.

Moreover, not only darkness, he also borrowed the spiritual power of the Martians and added countless dangers to the darkness. With the help of the perception extension of the holy sword, Xiya "sees" countless shadow monsters wandering in the darkness. She has never seen any of these monsters, and is all kinds of abstract and weird in various forms.

These should be the enemies that the Martians destroyed over a long period of time. Many giant beasts have the characteristics of space flight, which further deepened her conjecture.
Chapter completed!