I Can Magically Change the Black Technology

The seven figures that emerged from the rotten kingdom of God meant seven fourth castes.

Among them, some died in today's Tokyo, and some died in other different worlds, but they all have a common characteristic. Their deaths are recorded by the Lord of Eternal Darkness, and they will be projected on his divine kingdom. In, in another way, become His servant.

The seven fourth castes form an insurmountable iron curtain in the sky.

It is less than 1,200 meters away from the Lord of Eternal Darkness.

Su Chen raised his head, and the seed of power has been pinched in the palm of his hand along the ring of Anovar. As long as he pulls it a little, he can pull out the terrifying power and let it appear in this absurd world.

The seven fourth castes will fall apart in the face of that power.

But Su Chen can't do this. It doesn't make any sense to kill the seven fourth castes who were "resurrected" by the power. It just consumes his precious power for nothing. When it's used up, what will he use to face the Lord of Hell?

Su Chen's body began to sink.

He is a sane person, no matter what time he is, even if he is only close to the door, but he knows that things cannot be done, so he has to retreat. He still has a last resort, which is to use the strength he borrowed to get everything here. Everyone is brought into the space of the Ring of Anovar. Although the vacuum environment over there, if these people are brought there without protection, ninety-nine percent of them may die in an instant, but there will always be someone who survives. It is better to be killed by Tandan people and weird here.

Su Chen glanced at Yuankong.

The sky in Tokyo is turning pale, and dawn is approaching, and this battle should end like this.

But Su Chen was still a little reconciled, staring at the kingdom of God and the faint god behind it.

Wrapped in the breath of borrowed power, he can also face the gods with a mortal body.

The King of Hell, the Lord of Eternal Darkness, was speeding through the passage.

He's going to put an end to all of this once and for all.

Seeing this scene, Lin Mo's liver and gallbladder were shattered, and he roared frantically from below: "Back...Su Chen!!!!!!"

In the water drop spaceship, there was a sighing voice from the crystal cluster: "Let's go, our chance is gone, now I can take you away."

On the first floor of the Skytree, Bai Feng looked at the far end of Shinjuku for the last time, and took a step forward involuntarily. The strong wind came, and he no longer planned to leave. He was going to Shinjuku to find the past that he needed to know. .

No, he doesn't care about the past, all he cares about is the person he can't remember but knows is very important.

The battlefield in Tokyo, which has been chaotic all night, is falling into deathly silence. The weird people are prostrate, and the fragile human beings have no protection. With the arrival of the ninth caste, most of them feel extremely uncomfortable, and they all look around in despair and bewilderment. They found out absurdly that they knew they were going to die by the so-called weird god, but they couldn't even take a look at the person who was going to kill them.

This is not a war at all. In such a war, it is impossible for them to win. All the struggles, all the efforts, and all the sacrifices are just the prelude to the destruction at this moment.

There are still some people who pin their hopes on Su Chen who has repeatedly performed miracles in the sky, and some people are shouting at the edge of the world.

"Mr. Su!"

"Mr. Su!!"

Dick and his transport planes had already crashed in the battle. Dick stepped onto the towering ruins formed by the collapse of the collapsed building and fell to his knees in despair.

Under the Sky Tower, He Xiuran left the command vehicle. He clutched his chest. The heart inside seemed to jump out of his chest under the influence of the unknown breath. He didn't dare to look at the gods. He could only look at Su Chen from the corner of his eye. He was so close. Some, after hearing Lin Mo's shout and realizing that Su Chen might still have a chance to retreat, he had no choice but to take a deep breath, hold the edge of the command vehicle, and shout with the greatest strength in his life, under extreme physical discomfort, His veins were exposed, but he still shouted with all his strength: "Mr. Su, remember our agreement, let's go!!!!"

The first sound echoed at the bottom of the Skytree, and spread far away. The federal people gathered at the bottom of the Skytree looked at each other in blank dismay, and then, a second sound sounded.

"Mr. Su, let's go..."

And then the third, fourth...

As if dominoes were toppled, countless voices resounded from every corner of Tokyo.

"Mr. Su, let's go."

Countless people stood up, fell down, or were seriously injured. They looked up at the sky. They didn't dare to look at that figure, so they could only look at Su Chen.

As if at this moment, he is the god here.

He is not the ninth caste, but he is the god reflected in people's hearts.

That is the sustenance and hope of all people.

The battlefield is fierce, and the gods dominate the world.

But in the pupils of all the people, there are reflections of raging flames, shining brightly under the light of dawn.

Su Chen was moved, but he didn't back down, because at that moment, he noticed something and raised his head.

In the sky, in the rotten Kingdom of God, Nakajima Kanon's body suddenly burned with a blazing flame, just like a mirror. When it burned, the semi-vegetative fourth caste directly below Su Chen and Lin Mo also suddenly It began to burn, and it screamed and wailed, but it couldn't stop its own demise.

The flames on Nakajima Kanon's body even began to spread outward, gradually igniting the entire decayed kingdom of God. Those dilapidated streets, thousands of years of decaying cities, and the reflections of those fourth castes were all immersed in the glorious flames, and The orange light of the flame began to gradually turn into blood.

At this moment, the entire sky was ignited by the boundless blood.

The blood-colored fire lights up the sky, and it complements the light of dawn.

The answer came to Su Chen's mind.

That was the last curse given to him by the twins.

【I am here to curse you, Su Chen, you will ignite the fire of eternity at dawn, and all people will come in one after another. 】

Every single word fell into Su Chen's heart.

That omen is exerting its power at this moment.

The power from another god is disintegrating the incomplete kingdom of the Lord of Hell.

And Su Chen didn't retreat anymore, he rose slowly on the battlefield, and under the eyes of everyone, he pierced through the fire cloud, and he pulled out the splitting power inch by inch from the ring of Anovail, and the surrounding flames were like Gathering like life, thousands of streamers worshiped him like a pilgrimage, and then hovered and condensed in his palm, gathering into a crystal clear fiery red crystal sword, and the splitting power from the ring of Anovar was Carried by this crystal sword, Su Chen stepped through the last distance, before reaching the gods, and leapt over Tokyo.

An unprecedented flash erupted from the newly cast crystal sword.

Some kind of light-like substance merged with Su Chen's body and the dilapidated silver armor, creating a pair of blood-colored crystal armor that shone like a dream in the sky!

The entire sky seemed to be collapsing in an instant, and countless monsters and fighters were blown away or even torn apart by the wind that swept out of nowhere like pieces of paper.

At that moment, the majestic power gradually rose on the battlefield, the incomparable aura of the ninth caste was instantly crushed, and the color in the pupils of the Lord of Hell became extremely horrifying.

Su Chen's sword was directly in front of him in the next moment.

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