svetikya Chapter 692: Shooting the first bird
Chapter 692: Shooting the first bird
Chapter 692 The First Bird to Stand Out Gets Shot
At this moment, the Demon Lord also hid himself as Breath of Withering said.
No one knows better than it how terrifying the Breath of Withering is. It is something that this world and this universe cannot fight against.
Now it is complaining about where Glenn has gone, and only Glenn, who is also an outsider, can fight against the Breath of Withering.
As for its people, they can only choose to sacrifice. As long as the Demon Lord himself is still alive, he can create as many demons as he wants.
Just as Breath of Withering was about to destroy all demons, a square portal appeared on the battlefield.
As the handle turned, Glenn walked out of the door.
"It's you? You just showed up now, I thought you..." When Breath of Withering saw Glenn appear, his tone didn't fluctuate much, but for some reason he only said half of his words.
Glenn looked at his surroundings and silently sympathized with the Demon Lord for a second.
He looked at Breath of Withering and asked in confusion: "Why are you here?"
It is really strange. The Breath of Withering should be firmly isolated outside the wall of black fog, so how did this incarnation appear here?
Breath of Withering obviously did not intend to answer this question and changed the subject:
"Although your nature is the same as mine, you will still fail in the end. I will give you another chance. If you submit to me, I can let you live a little longer."
Glenn rolled his eyes, "Another piece of meaningless nonsense."
"It's different now than last time. We have more people! No matter how good you are at fighting, can you defeat so many of my derivatives at the same time?"
This incarnation of Breath of Withering was obviously the one that Glenn encountered last time. The opponent knew that Glenn had strong fighting ability and thought that he could win by relying on numbers.
After all, any bonus effects other than physical effects of the two are invalid to each other, so whoever can hit better will win.
Glenn laughed. "You think you can win with just this small number? You are too naive."
As soon as he finished speaking, Glenn rushed forward.
Breath of Withering pointed a finger and the derivatives rushed forward.
Seeing Glenn being submerged, Breath of Withering transformed his arms into spears and was about to go up and finish him off, but soon stopped.
It was shocked to find that a black object that was almost leaving an afterimage was rapidly shuttling between the white derivatives, and from time to time some of the derivatives flew backwards.
Breath of Withering took a few steps back, ready to take another look.
The sound of fighting was endless, and the surrounding area seemed to exist in reality, an independent space belonging only to these two outsiders.
The tetrahedron head of Breath of Withering turned slightly, and the halo flickered on its chest, as if it was calculating something.
Its mechanical synthesized voice sounded again, with a hint of barely perceptible anxiety: "Glenn, your strength... seems to be stronger than last time."
Glenn's figure shuttled between the white derivatives at a speed so fast that it was almost impossible to catch.
Each of his attacks was extremely accurate. Under his attacks, the derivatives were as fragile as paper and fell down one after another.
Although there are many derivatives of Breath of Withering, they seem so vulnerable in front of Glenn.
"Do you think quantity can make up for the gap in quality?" Glenn's voice came from the center of the battlefield with a hint of sarcasm.
His figure suddenly appeared in front of Breath of Withering, and his fist hit the opponent's chest with a sound of breaking through the air.
Breath of Withering reacted extremely quickly, and his arms transformed into spears that quickly crossed in front of his chest, barely blocking Glenn's attack.
But the huge impact still made it take a few steps back, and the aperture flashed faster.
"Your strength...is indeed beyond my expectations." The voice of Breath of Withering was still calm, but its movements were no longer as smooth as before.
It knew that this incarnation alone was no longer able to suppress Glenn.
“But do you think you can win like this?” The halo of Breath of Withering suddenly burst into a dazzling light, and the surrounding air seemed to be sucked out, forming a huge energy vortex.
Some demons who were watching the show were sucked in, and countless white spots of light began to condense, gradually forming new derivatives.
Glenn frowned, thinking to himself that something was wrong.
Breath of Withering was clearly mobilizing more forces, trying to overwhelm him through numbers.
Although he is not afraid of these derivatives, if there are too many of them, he cannot guarantee that he can escape unscathed.
"Glenn, you are indeed very strong, but you are alone in this world after all." The voice of Breath of Withering echoed in the energy vortex with a hint of cold smile.
Glenn did not respond. He looked around and quickly calculated a strategy in his mind.
He knew that he alone could not fight against so many derivatives for a long time.
But he also knew that the power of Breath of Withering was not infinite.
"You think you're the only one who can do magic?"
Glenn reached back and grabbed, and immediately red and black particles floated in the air, flashing with red arcs of electricity.
With a sudden wave of his right hand, it seemed as if the whole world was torn apart, and a red and black torrent suddenly submerged the derivatives of the Breath of Withering.
By the time the flood passed, except for Breath of Withering, the bodies of most of the derivatives seemed to have been corroded by strong acid and were no longer able to fight.
Breath of Withering looked at his miserable subordinates, and for some unknown reason, he rushed towards Glenn himself.
The two figures collided together.
In front of Glenn, the fighting master, Breath of Withering could only be beaten.
It's a pity that Glenn can't really kill the other person, and the other person can't kill him either, but it's also nice to hit an indestructible sandbag.
Four days passed in this fight.
Glenn and Breath of Withering fought from the ruins of the Demon Kingdom's capital all the way to the wilderness, with many eyes watching from the outside world.
It wasn't so much a fight as it was a one-sided beating from Glenn.
Suddenly, a huge crack appeared in the sky, and a gray-white tentacle quickly stretched out and grabbed the two entangled figures.
Glenn had sharp senses and dodged the tentacles in advance and grabbed the Breath of Withering.
"Glenn, this is just the beginning. You will soon know what despair is..."
Breath of Withering, who was caught by the tentacles, said to Glenn.
Obviously, this tentacle is also in the same group as Breath of Withering.
Why is there another one? ... Glenn stood on the ground, watching the Breath of Withering disappear into the closing hole.
The world fell silent, as if nothing had just happened. Only the messy environment around could prove the battle that had just taken place.
The figure of the Demon Lord appeared beside Glenn and said in an extremely unhappy tone: "Why does trouble always come to me? Fate is so unfair!"
Glenn looked back at it and said, "Perhaps you are the most conspicuous one here. After all, besides me, you are the most powerful one in this continent. The one who sticks out gets shot down."