I! The Salted Fish Law God Was Eavesdropped On By Master Loli

Chapter 533 The Final Showdown

Tremblingly watched the God of War smash through the void with an axe.

The God of Light finally understood what he said and understood what he really meant.

There has never been a so-called security, and there has never been a so-called gift.

Everything, in fact, has been secretly marked with the price at the very beginning.

Just like the promotion at the beginning.

It’s like it’s been cultivated tirelessly for countless years.

In fact, it is nothing but a transaction that has been clearly standard.

“Father!!”

At that moment, she screamed in the sky and wept on the spot.

But she didn’t look back.

Like God of War told her.

run!

She could only turn her head and use all her strength to escape, desperately escaping to the deeper void.

She didn’t dare to look back, she was almost hoarse.

Because she could feel the destruction of the gods one after another behind her, and she could feel the almost one-sided massacre.

She didn’t know what happened.

She just knows.

This is the ultimate ending that that gift brought you to face.

above the void.

The God of War was drunk and holding a double axe, staring at the gradually approaching figure in the distance.

Densely packed, one after another.

He has seen clearly.

Those are all the gods who have been with him day and night for countless years, his subordinates.

But God of War knew that it was not them now.

Their eyes were the same, their actions were the same, and all they had left was the same soul.

“bring it on!”

The God of War laughed, as if there was only joy left in his body.

“I do not care who you are.”

He raised the battle axe in his hand and pointed in that direction from a distance.

“I can fight you!”

At this moment, he seemed to have unloaded the burden of the gods for countless years, and he seemed to have once again returned to the battlefield when he was in the lower realm, fearless.

The densely packed gods stopped slowly.

Lynn stared at the upper god holding a double axe, at the war without joy or sorrow in his eyes, and at his smile.

Lynn closed her eyes.

His body slowly emerged in front of the avatars of the gods.

The rolling yellow sand condensed into a long knife in his hand, which he clenched tightly.

“Mars.”

“It’s me.” The God of War smiled.

“Do you understand what I’m here for?” Lynn whispered.

The God of War smiled and said, “I know.”

“You know you’re not afraid of me yet?” Lynn whispered.

The God of War smiled and said, “Are you the firstborn? Although I don’t know what your plan is, since my father is willing to abandon these children who have followed him for countless years, I think I don’t need to be afraid.”

Lynn raised the long knife and slowly opened his bloodshot eyes.

He pointed at the God of War from a distance and whispered:

“Have you never thought about resisting?”

The God of War laughed, as if he had heard the most ridiculous joke in the world.

He smiled sadly: “The fate that has been doomed from the beginning has no room for resistance, but I have been looking forward to this day, and I have been thinking about whose hands we will die.”

“And now it seems that we can be killed by the firstborn, and it seems that we are also honored to die.”

Lynn’s face also showed a bitter smile and said, “I don’t know why, I suddenly envy you, because you have reached the end, and I have to keep going.”

“But anyway, if you can stand in front of me these words, I am willing to fight with you in an upright manner.”

No more redundant communication.

It seems that when they said the first sentence, when they saw each other’s eyes, they already understood the situation of the two of them.

There is no so-called hostility, no so-called hatred, and no so-called position.

Yes, just two poor creatures struggling with their fate.

“Thank you.” The God of War whispered.

And that is the next moment.

Victory suddenly raised his head, raised the double axe in his hand, and the rumbling fighting intent almost smashed into the void.

He roared and fought Lynn’s final showdown with a bang.

warrior.

should die on the battlefield!

It doesn’t matter about fame, it doesn’t matter about interests, just to be able to die in a vigorous battle.

Because this is the greatest honor for a soldier.

boom–

The battle axe collided with Lynn’s long knife.

The entire void trembled at that moment, the space was torn to shreds, and the endless space surged toward the entire void.

That’s the final showdown.

It’s all about fighting to the death!

The huge impact stripped the two of them, and then they charged desperately once again.

Without the blessing of any laws, some only have the collision of absolute power.

Hit after hit.

Even from an infinite distance, one can feel the fluctuations caused by the collision of this terrifying force.

puff-

Lynn slashed across the sky and ripped apart the sky.

And this knife also broke the defense of the God of War, leaving a shattered knife mark on his body.

After devouring so many godheads, even without the use of laws, the power between them has reached a disparity like heaven and earth.

But the God of War did not have the slightest fear. The more he fought, the more courageous he became.

As if in his eyes.

Only attack!

attack!

“Come again!”

Overcome the mad laughter and mobilized his power to the peak.

The blood energy that exploded from the body made the laws floating in the entire void tremble rumbled.

again and again.

And every charge, under the disparity of power, will leave one scar after another on his body.

But he still didn’t back down.

The golden blood floated in the void, and was soon torn apart by the aftermath of the power and disillusioned.

Like this moment.

He returned to the battlefield countless years ago when he was in the Nether.

Just like every soldier will bury a pot of wine before going out, if he can triumph, he will drink with his comrades until dawn, sing and dance wildly.

If you can’t come back, then be the battle spirit on the battlefield and dye your blood red on the blade.

It’s just that wars are never truly victorious.

From thousands.

to a hundred people.

To the last ten, five, one…

He vaguely remembered the almost fatal loneliness when he returned as the last warrior of the tribe with the corpses of his comrades.

Thousands of honors added to one.

The one who seems to survive last is the winner.

He was just sitting around the bonfire, laughing and singing the triumphant battle song, but no one could drink the wine of his triumphant return with him.

And he kept thinking about it.

Why is he the one who survives in the end?

Why can’t I become a heroic spirit who died for glory with everyone at the last moment of the fight?

Later he understood.

Because there is always a need for a mourner, a warrior, to witness the fearlessness of those who have died on the battlefield.

He remembered it for countless years.

And finally…

Now it’s your turn.

puff-

When the knife finally stabbed into his chest, he slapped Lynn with a wild grin.

The entire void exploded.

On Lynn’s chest, a deep, visible wound finally appeared.

He stepped back step by step, there were scars all over his body, golden blood kept flowing from his body, he slapped the wound on his chest hard, and laughed.

“Me! Not bad!”