NOVEL NEXT Chapter 152: God Of Wrath
"here it is?"
Xia Yu looked at the battlefield-like environment around him with some doubts.
There are a lot of corpses lying around, some wearing armor like ordinary human beings, some short but thick-boned corpses, and some beast-headed human corpses... Generally speaking, it can be described as strange.
This made Xia Yu even more puzzled. Before coming here, he had already found and read the challenge strategy of Star Realm in the car. Here, only one person can challenge, and after entering, he will go to a dark space with no distinction between up, down, left, and right.
Professionals can then walk around and encounter ghosts of gods.
However, there is no record in the records about this coming to such a battlefield-like world.
"Is this a small fire for me again?" Xia Yu's expression changed slightly, and he looked up to see a terrifying scene.
It is a gray cloud formed by countless ghosts entangled together, but the aura emanating from these ghosts is stronger and stronger one by one. The ghosts of hero legends are like ants, and the ghosts of myths can be seen everywhere.
And above the mythology, the first level of true gods, that is, the phantoms of the lower gods specially searched for from the astral challenge space, gathered in thousands, and all roared extremely angry at Xia Yu.
The roar seemed to be that Xia Yu and them had a hatred for killing their lives and taking their wives. The resentment and anger in these lower god phantoms made Xia Yu shudder.
"Wait, I didn't provoke you, did I?" Xia Yu's face tensed up, he had never seen such a scene.
Thousands of lower god phantoms roar at you angrily, who has seen this kind of scene?
"Death, this is different from what you said." A roar directly blasted the gray cloud gathered by the phantom of the lower god out of a void.
A giant ghost that seemed to be drenched in bright red with blood rushed straight to Xia Yu from the sky.
Adrian Howell (True God BOSS, Median God Phantom, God of Wrath)
Race: Undead
Level: 60
Strength: 3708461
Agility: 3578131
Wisdom: 2754832
Talent: Anger authority (the authority to control anger, when the angry god roars, the world will be shaken. With anger, one's own ability will be improved. All attributes +1-100%, defense +1-100%, attack damage +1-100%, action speed +1-100%. Now attribute bonuses: all attributes +100%, defense +100%, attack damage +100%, action speed +100%.)
Skills: Crazy Strike, Wrath Strike, Berserk, Purgatory Strike... Field of Rage (A field filled with rage. All units in the field will become extremely irritable. Adrian Howell's talent, Rage Authority, has the highest effect +50%.)
"Death?" Xia Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, but before he had time to think about it, the attack of the angry god had already landed.
"Purgatory blow!" The huge iron fist was covered with flames condensed by anger, and it smashed down towards Xia Yu's Tianling Gai.
"Death Harvester!" "Space flickering!"
Xia Yu instantly released two skills, and after avoiding the attack of the angry god, he also transformed into a death reaper, greatly improving his own defense.
"Boom!" The angry fist hit the ground, instantly knocking the ground within a kilometer downward for tens of meters, and a mushroom rose slowly.
The powerful power made Xia Yu change color, and continued to use his skills.
"Undead Call!" "Undead Sacrifice!" "
Hundreds of undead skeletal dragons were summoned by Xia Yu, and ten undead skeletal dragons exploded in the next second, which was used to improve all attributes of Xia Yu, and also acquired the talents and skills of the undead skeletal dragons.
"Go!" Xia Yu waved his hand to make the undead skeletal dragon attack the angry god.
"Death, you lied to us. This is different from what you told us." The God of Wrath roared, waving his fist at the undead skeletal dragon.
The ninety undead skeletal dragons were all killed in a few rounds, but they also left some scars on the angry god.
"Why did death lie to you, and I'm not death, I'm just a person who inherited the godhead of death." Xia Yu said while using the curse skill.
"Curse of Pain." "Curse of Weakness."
"Death, you betrayed everyone and failed our trust in you."
"Death, this is different from what you said."
"Death you lied to us, that's not what you told us.
.....
Xia Yu kept summoning the undead to send them up, to be hammered by the God of Wrath, and wanted to hear what he would say next, but found that he had already repeated the broadcast back and forth.
"I was teleported here instead of going to a black space with no distinction between up and down, left and right like everyone else, maybe because of the death godhead."
Xia Yu thought with serious eyes, it seems that he will have a lot of trouble in the future if he inherits this death godhead.
He raised his head and looked at the thousands of undergod phantoms gathered into gray clouds, and the countless legends of heroes and mythical ghosts.
What happened here, and why so many creatures died here?
Why is there such a terrible war here.
Now that Xia Yu was flying in mid-air, he looked at the bones scattered all over the place. How many people would have to die to fill this place up.
And it's not just people who die here, but other races, and even these true gods.
"Wait, shouldn't this be just a challenge space? Why would I subconsciously think that he is real?" Xia Yu felt a chill emerge from his cervical spine.
It is possible that the challenge space is completely false, just like a false world created by the system.
But now Xia Yu thinks that his death godhead is inextricably linked to this war.
"It's not fake, it's also fake. It's fake because he's just a phantom of that battlefield. True, it's because this war actually happened. And now this battlefield is still somewhere in the world."
"It's a bit of a headache." Xia Yu looked coldly at the angry god who was covering up his undead, "Forget it, no matter what you do, if you want to fight, I will fight."
"Saint, buff!"
"Yes, Master.!"
The saint unfolded her six wings, "Judgment Halo, Solar Halo, Sacred Halo, Inspirer."
Xia Yu, who was covered in buffs, once again reached his peak attribute, more than five million.
"kill!"
"Blood Blade!"
The soaring blood blade slashed towards the angry god.
"Rage!" "A Strike of Anger!"
The body of the God of Wrath became even more bright red, and at the same time a pile of black emerged from his heart, and the black-red flame of anger ignited in his fists.
"die!!!"