Chapter 443 (1/2)
Amy couldn't help her blood when she heard Lee's words.
Step flat is, a few words, but the king in the world.
Such a master can lead the city of dawn to glory.
”Crown, do we use the power of the dead in this war?”
Looking at the fierce battlefield below, Li De shook his head.
”No, the dark dominates this line. It means a lot to us.
There is no need to use the power of the undead in such a small matter. If it is exposed... The loss is unacceptable. ”
The dark master is a powerful chess piece in his layout, which will be of great use in the future.
If the undead can't use it, he won't need it. If the pig raising plan is secure, he will be so relieved. Other things may not be necessary.
Amy couldn't help feeling a little sorry, but didn't say much.
”Yes, under the crown.”
After looking at the battlefield, Li De didn't pay much attention to it. As long as the two sides fight in the ground of burying bones, he will only benefit in the end.
At that time, no matter whether you are an undead or a devil, as long as you die in this place, you will be counted.
Thinking of this, Li De almost forgot the big event when he patted his forehead. Besides talking to Amy, he didn't check how much death power he had accumulated.
In the past six months, the more difficult power of belief has accumulated tens of millions, and the power of death can't be worse, can it?
With a look of expectation, I opened the property panel of the land of burying bones.
After he had a look at the buried place, his breath was a little short.
This wave is really too fat for the bed.
: the special Open the transmission array and freely select the transmission plane. The closer the transmission plane is to the bottom of the abyss, the more power consumed by the plane)
special area: decadent land (perfect)
plane area: diameter 50 km
anchor coordinates - city of dawn
Introduction:...
Li De's eyes flash past other attributes, leaving only the 932 million death in his eyes The attribute of power.
932 million...
Li De's heart beat a little faster. If his divinity is enough, he can make nine extraordinary ice dragons out of thin air.
It seems that this dream will come true soon?
”No, it's not urgent to make something extraordinary. First, look at the twelve winged burning angel. It seems that the seventh battle of the Lord of dawn, who has been suppressed by me for several years, will be very promising...”
Li De's eyes are bright. What is the nine day ice dragon? If he transforms into an angel, will he ride an angel??
Working during the day, you can also work at night...
your attention turns to the twelve story white bone altar shrouded in black fog.
There is a white angel wing floating slowly, even after the last tens of millions of transformation of the power of death, the cracked wing is still full of unspeakable holiness.
Open the property panel.
Twelve winged burning Angel
status: transforming race -- fallen angel
transformation time: 12737 years (can consume the power of death to accelerate transformation, 100000 power of death can be transformed for one year)
Introduction: the seventh twelve winged burning angel under the throne of dawn, although she has lost most of her power in the long years, she still has unimaginable power The power of the world.
For more than 12000 years, after a little calculation, Li De shook his head, but he was still a little short.
However, if the 900 million yuan is smashed down, it will not be much worse.
This investment is absolutely guaranteed.
At present, he no longer hesitated, controlled the land of burying bones, and instilled all the power of death accumulated in the past six months into the wings of angels.
The power of more than 900 million deaths. What an exaggerated power.
The whole space is trembling slightly at the moment, and the power in the sky is almost transformed into substance, which seems to be swallowed by black holes.
A moment later, the twelve story white bone altar under the wings of the angel seemed to be touched by the huge energy, and the cold white light of the bone began to shine, and then the turbulent power of death was all absorbed by the twelve story white bone altar.
Just when Li De was surprised, the original rules in the twelve story white bone altar began to activate slowly under the huge force of death.Although it takes a lot of power to activate the original rules of the supernatural, the power of death invades into the wings of the angels in a more violent manner after being blessed by the white bone altar.
”Is this the characteristic of the white bone altar? Speed up the transformation of undead life above extraordinary level? ”
Then, in his gaze, the holy wings began to lose their luster and darken under the impact of the huge force of death.
Holy light began to disperse, cold and evil occupied the appearance of wings.
With the influx of the greater power of death, the resistance of the angel wings began to collapse, and finally slowly dissipated.
The power of death on Li De's attribute panel began to decline at the rate of millions per second, which is an exaggeration.
But Rao is so. It took more than ten minutes for the 900 million plus dead force to be consumed.
When the power of death returned to zero, the system's voice suddenly sounded.
”Ding ~ with the blessing of the white bone altar, the power of death has increased to a certain extent. The decadence process of the twelve winged Blazing Angels has been affected by the rules, and has now entered an irreversible state.
Li De can't help but spend 3000 years of decadence.
Irreversible state? This means that the twelve winged angel is determined to become a fallen angel.
He doesn't need to worry about the Lord of dawn's power recovery. Suddenly, a divine power summons the opponent away.
This is not nonsense. Gods are strong and weak. After the slate of fate is broken, the weak may not even be able to beat the extraordinary, but there must be powerful gods. Who knows if the other party has something hidden?
He used all the power of death to transform the twelve winged Blazing Angels. He also had this worry... Zhuge was cautious all his life.
He was able to face the critical moment of 30 as soon as possible.
”More than 3000 years of time... Is more than 300 million of the power of death.
If it is before, this data is astronomical to me.
But now, as long as the plan of killing pigs with a knife continues to be carried out, in two or three months, I will be able to obtain a powerful and ultimate divine life.
This is the twelve winged angel, the general under the throne of the Lord of dawn
Li De was in a happy mood. He was greedy for the angel he had sealed for two days. Finally, he saw the hope.
After a little meditation, he looked at Amy in a deep tone.
”Amy, for the next three months, you'll continue with the abyss pig project.
It means so much to us that I can only rest assured that you are in charge. ” For this twelve winged angel, it is worth the price.
”Under the crown, the foreign war...” Amy's face hesitated. The city of dawn is about to go to war. Is it too much for him to guard the buried place at this time...
”don't worry, I will personally lead the army, and no one can hinder the progress of dawn.
You can now go to the dawn mage tower and pass on the order of preparation.
I'll take all those territories that should have belonged to us this time. ”
Although the tone is insipid, it is full of hegemony and heroism. It seems that those forces with the support of gods behind are just cats and dogs.
Looking at the undeniable Li De, Amy's eyes were filled with admiration, and the second generation of blood descendant felt inexplicable.
Even if he is not the blood descendant of Li De, after seeing the personal charm of this master, he will be willing to die for him.
Some people are born leaders.
”Crown, your order is the direction of Breaking Dawn, I will defend your will with my life!”
Tone firm and fearless, in order to break the dawn, he will never look back!
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the war below is still going on, and there will be no mistakes in a short time.
Amy disappeared in the ground of burying bones to convey the order. After Li De took a look at the battlefield, he tore the space and left the bloody land.
Over the city of dawn.
Dressed in black and white weaving robes, Li De floats in the air, scanning all directions.
At this time, the thick clouds covered the light, the bustling city looked a little dim, and even some street corners had turned on magic lights.
Looking up, the cracks in the sky are still as dense as cobwebs.
Those old, decadent old breath never stop leaking.
Moreover, compared with half a year ago, the concentration of old day force in the air at this time is obviously higher by several levels.
Aware of this change, Li De looked down at the city below. He keenly found that the green leafy plants on both sides of the street had fallen down, as if they had been beaten by frost in autumn.