MTL - C-class Hybrids Forced To Slay Dragons-v5 Chapter 68 Apocalypse (7)

Behemoth's heart was punctured with a hole with a diameter of more than 20 centimeters, and the surrounding body tissues were all carbonized, and no bloodstain could be seen.

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His golden eyes were still burning, but his body was unable to move, and the wounds on the dragon's body were no longer healing.

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With Kungunnir as the center, Behemoth's body was reduced to ashes layer by layer, and the remaining blood flowed down the rock wall, forming ice ridges.

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He remained silent.

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The head is lowered, the pupils are extinguished, and the cross dragon wings deep in the rock have lost their luster.

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The spear of destiny was returned to Odin's hands. He stood still in the sky and never attacked.

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Lu Mingfei, who had just woken up, stared blankly at this scene. There seemed to be a thousand waves in his mind, and it seemed to be blank.

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The younger sister who I just met suddenly turned into a dragon king, and was killed by Odin all of a sudden.

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Who is she, and what does she have to do with herself?

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What happened when he was "sleepwalking"?

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"Lu Mingze, come out! What have you done!"

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"Brother, don't worry, it's not time for the curtain call yet."

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"Why are you a little bit, your color has faded?"

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"Brother, don't be so rude."

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The tired-looking little devil tidied up his black suit's bow tie, and walked aimlessly on the chaotic battlefield, looking for a suitable place to watch the battle.

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"At times like this, shouldn't you start to induce me to trade?"

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"My dear, the items in your shopping cart are temporarily sold out. The devil's business is going well."

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Um? Lu Mingfei felt that the little devil was perfunctory to him again.

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The shrill roar ran through the entire dark river. Leviathan broke out of the water, broke through the blocking locust swarm with the extremely cold domain, and came to the dead Behemoth.

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She stared at the dead Ego in disbelief, grief drowned Gulweig like an endless sea.

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Why did they choose to betray, why did they not return to the sea in their hometown for thousands of years.

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Why did the stupid new world in the prophecy die because of it?

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Just like that, my brother died with all kinds of mysteries. Since then, there is only one person left on the throne.

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Odin and the death knight did not pursue the Leviathan because the dust had settled.

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Leviathan dug up Behemoth's body from the rock wall, hugged his brother and flew into the water, as if all the tragedy for thousands of years had never happened.

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"What a stupid boy. No matter how many years he was abandoned by his brother, he still regards him as a relative. I simply hope that he can return to his hometown.

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Unfortunately, the good old days will never return. "

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In the whisper of the little devil, Leviathan landed on the newly frozen ice, and her elegant and beautiful body was stained red with hot blood.

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Behemoth withdrew his claws, and in his palm was the broken heart of Leviathan.

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Countless blue silk threads pierced into her body, dyed with a dark red color, Leviathan's body shrivels down at a terrifying speed.

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Without the protection of the sea and extreme cold, her life was so fragile that it was extinguished like a candle.

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Behemoth's roar sounded like a mad devil, madness in grief, but tyrannical in pain.

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New blood vessels are emerging from his hollow chest, and necrotic bones and organs are regenerating abnormally.

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Behemoth tried to restrain the immortal spirit of the Dragon King, delaying the activation of the cocoon, and bit by bit devoured Leviathan's authority.

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The golden meteor shower that fell from the sky interrupted his devouring process.

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The one eye on Odin's iron mask showed a humanized expression, staring at this undead monster in confusion.

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The death result locked by Kungunir was broken.

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He turned around and lifted Kungunir.

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Before Odin took aim at the Iceberg Pyramid, Yemengarde withdrew decisively.

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She didn't know why Ego was alive, but she would surely die if she took the holy gun.

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The mirror-like ice surface shattered, the half-destroyed ice pyramid completely collapsed, and the pitch-black sarcophagus hung eerily above the iceberg.

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The lid of the sarcophagus was lifted by a pale hand, as easily as blowing a fallen leaf.

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No, it was actually a black claws that lifted the lid of the coffin, but a white shroud was wrapped around the surface.

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The body of Famine is nearly ten meters long, and a large number of dark red and black dragon inscriptions are drawn on the shroud wrapped in layers.

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When the white shroud touched the icy air, it turned into ashes, revealing the true face of famine.

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He wears a mask that seems to be made of wood, the black membrane wings perpendicular to the torso are like a perfect scale, and the end of the straight snake tail is connected to a multi-sided bone spur nearly two meters long.

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In the center of Famine's chest, a blood-stained wooden spear was inserted, and new blood was still seeping from the wound.

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The iron mask of the conquering knight was torn in two, and Famine suddenly opened his golden one eye and pulled out the wooden spear from his chest.

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"Hey——"

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Odin sighed long, blowing away the smoke and dust in the coffin, adapting to this most powerful body ever.

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The concept of time in Avalon is distorted, and famine fused with the Egg of the Black King can be sealed in a sarcophagus for a long time without dying quickly out of control. Using famine as a medium, he has some of the power of the Black King's Egg.

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The blood-stained wooden spear turned into the spear of destiny, and the black dragon scales on the surface of the famine body grew layer by layer, and then closed into one, like a pure black armor.

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Famine, that is, food shortage, life starved to death.

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Love, Faith, Dreams, Courage. . . . . . These empty and beautiful things are also the necessities of human existence.

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Famine, that is, despair, and nothing else.

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Despair is the last chip that can be put on the scales.

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Odin slowly fluttered the black wings, and the magnificent and depressing spiritual realm kept expanding as he descended. Fear, despair, worship.

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Behemoth pulled out greed and laziness and attacked the enemy who symbolized despair before Odin's kingdom covered the entire Nibelungen.

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The thunder exploded in the claws of famine, Odin firmly grasped the activated greed, and a few small drops of blood ooze from the cracked dragon scales.

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The sloth, which was activated as a giant straight-blade chopper, slammed on Kungunnir's spear.

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In terms of pure power, they are no longer on the same level.

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Behemoth knew that he could not defeat Odin in this state, and only a few individuals in the entire history of the dragon race had reached such a height.

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Only procrastination. The Black King's Egg is an extremely unstable thing. Except for the lord it follows, no creature can perfectly integrate the flesh and blood of the Black King.

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Behemoth avoided the stab of the spear of fate and was about to attack from the side when Kungunil blocked his movement again.

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Odin seems to be still getting used to that incredibly powerful body, and his attacks are not consistent, otherwise he will definitely be penetrated by the holy spear between the two rounds.

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Behemoth resolutely adjusted his battle strategy and began a desperate attack.

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He was constantly repelled by Odin, constantly replacing new angles to charge.

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The penetrating injuries on Behemoth kept increasing, and the speed of Kungunir's stabbing became faster and faster, but he did not slow down the frequency of his attacks.

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Greed and laziness were severely worn away in the collision, and He replaced it with the most pocket-sized **** and gluttony and continued to slash.

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Lively and greedily devoured the blood flowing from Behemoth's countless wounds, but the recovery speed of the regenerated metal was still unable to resist the violent power of the collision between the two sides.

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Odin has been constantly changing his position in a small range, and his actions have become more and more flexible. The dragon wings with complex force structure allow him to complete an instant change of direction with an error of less than 0.1 degrees.

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Compared to his regeneration ability, the damage Behemoth caused to him was at most equivalent to a serious scratch.

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The solid keel has never been shaken, and even the surface of the internal organs is covered with a strong and fine **** structure.

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Any random action of Odin is accompanied by a violent wave of elements. The intensity of the elemental movement is close to that of the Word Spirit with serial number 50. His body is always shrouded in a stream of charged particles and a strange brilliance.

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Odin paused in place for a second, quietly observing the blood-soaked Behemoth.

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attack.

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Behemoth hadn't seen Odin's actions clearly, the right dragon wing had been torn apart by the famine's tail thorn, and the golden meteor of the holy spear had penetrated the other dragon wing.

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The holy spear pushed him to the top of the cave, and Behemoth was attacked in a second round when he fell.

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The distance of several hundred meters was an instant for them. The two sides collided repeatedly in the cave, and Behemoth had no chance to seriously damage Odin.

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The sea water poured down from the cracks in the cave, Nibelungen Warnerheim became extremely fragile after the death of Leviathan, and the real world was invading her kingdom of God.

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Odin retrieved Kungunnir and let the confused Behemoth fall to the surface~www.novelbuddy.com~ The dark river is rising at a speed visible to the naked eye.

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The undead monster froze the surface of the water and stood up horribly, but the bones and joints in the body were largely broken, and it was no longer able to support him to stand up.

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The little devil stared at this scene with a cold expression. As a last resort, he can only merge with his brother, at the cost of not being able to accompany him in the future.

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Can Behemoth and Zero protect their brother until he ascends the throne? . . . . .

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The sound of the sharp sword piercing the flesh interrupted the little devil's thoughts.

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This scene was extremely sudden for him, for everyone, and for Odin, as if an opera had been interrupted in the most brutal way.

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The little devil was even stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth, his delicate face becoming extremely distorted.

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Lu Mingfei had a violent killing intent in his heart. If he killed him, he must be killed! Unforgivable!

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He quickly reacted, this was not his own emotion.

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Beneath the ice surface, the white dragon in the form of a human head and a snake body cut open Bechymos' chest cavity from behind, and retracted his slender tail thorn, the Tiancong Cloud Sword.

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The cold-faced Luo Yin pierced Bechymos' right chest cavity with his right claw, and used all his strength to pull out a pure black heart, Bechymos' second heart.

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"I recruited you into the academy with my own hands. I originally had a little illusion that it didn't have to end like this."

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