Mei Man: Starting from the Dimension Demon

Chapter 215 Heavenly Sword Nameless!

The moment the mantra was recited, a gust of wind suddenly blew up on the flat ground.

Imerton's big feet stopped in the air, his eyes staring blankly at a certain direction.

Ripples appeared in that direction, and a gorgeous carriage drove out of the void, emitting a dazzling golden light.

Its size was out of proportion to Imerton's height of hundreds of meters, but the moment it rushed towards Imerton, Imerton let out a scream in panic.

"Ahhhh!!!"

His body retreated rapidly, but the carriage was faster than him.

The carriage passed through his chest like a phantom, and the giant who looked like a giant pillar uttered a wail and fell to the ground.

Bang! !

The ground trembled, yellow sand splashed, and the dust rolled wildly around. Everyone had to cover their eyes with their hands.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.
Lying on the ground, Imerton was motionless, his eyes were empty, as if he had lost his soul.

"How? Did it succeed or"

The dazzling carriage pulled a certain figure and disappeared into the void. Natasha put down her hands and asked Yan Shuangying.

"The Sun Golden Sutra did produce a response, and I'm sure the spell was a success."

Frowning slightly, Yan Shuangying affirmed.

Kong Su, the moon god, saw the clue. He looked at the Sun Golden Book, carefully looked at Imerton's current appearance, and said to Mark.

【Mark, tell them that the power of the spell is indeed successful, but this spell alone cannot take away the gods! 】

Mark understood what he meant in an instant, and then informed everyone of the information.

"In other words, Imerton only lost his own mana, but the divine power he swallowed still remains in his body?"

After a little thought, Coulson pondered over the taste.

"Then what shall we do next? You have also seen the previous two attacks, we have no way to counter his power head-on!"

This is not to increase the ambition of others and destroy one's own prestige, this is the predicament they are facing at the moment.

Even if its strength has been reduced by 3000 years, Imerton is still strong!
"This"

Mark smiled awkwardly, and asked Yan Shuangying and Natasha: "Kongsu, the moon god, asked me to ask you, how are you thinking about the previous proposal? Do you want to become his knight?"

"As long as you become his knights, we can seal Imerton away through the power of the ceremony!"

"."

Natasha hesitated in a rare way. She thought about the experience she had with Tony and Constantine.

In this increasingly crazy world, it is undoubtedly a very correct choice to find a backer to improve one's strength.

But there is always a voice in my heart telling myself, don't do this, once you choose, you will regret it for life.

Then, Yan Shuangying's cold rejection came from her ears.

"Sorry, Mark, I can't be his knight."

Yan Shuangying refused directly, and Yan Shuangying didn't even give a reason for the rejection.

Pursing her lips, Natasha finally chose to follow her heart.

"Sorry, Mark, I can't be his knight either."

"Although it is a bit regrettable, it is indeed a wise choice."

Seeing that the two chose to give up, Mark was relieved and did not give Kong Su any face.

Becoming Kongsu's knight can certainly gain extraordinary power, but on the other hand, he also loses his freedom.

He can't do what he wants to do, and needs to keep taking on the tasks arranged by Kong Su, which greatly interferes with his life.

Being rejected by the two of them one after another, Kong Su felt a little regretful. His body instantly grew bigger, and taking advantage of the moment Imerton was about to wake up, he pressed his crescent scepter around his neck.

Imerton, the crazy guy who absorbed Amit's power, Kong Su would never allow such a person to exist in this world!

[Mood value from Moon God Kongsu +3444]

With a pain in his neck, Imerton suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils gleamed fiercely, and he pushed up the scepter with both hands.

"Moon God Kongsu, you fancy-dressed guy, I'm going to devour your strength today!"

"Hmph, shameless!"

With a snort, Kong Su pressed down desperately with both hands. This scene appeared in front of government organizations all over the world.

In the pictures they captured, Imerton could only be seen lying on the ground, pushing something up with a hoarse grin, as if he was fighting against some invisible existence.

The supercomputer was running at full capacity, and a rough shape was quickly sketched out.

[Some kind of existence made a move. 】

This piece of information appeared on the fleets of the United States, Maozi, and Dongguo almost at the same time.

"It should be Kongsu, the moon god."

Having received the information from Yan Shuangying in advance, Leng Feng judged the person who made the shot, or the god.

Step on.
A soldier walked quickly, the electronic equipment in his hand was shining.

"Chief, we have received a signal from Yan Shuangying."

"Very good, what about that senior? What kind of erhu is he still playing?"

Slightly twitching the corners of his mouth, Leng Feng's expression changed somewhat.

This senior is good at everything, but he especially likes to play the erhu.

"Yes, sir, but we have informed him."

"What does the Egyptian government say?"

"After the incident with America and Maozi, they warmly welcomed our 'visit'."

"Oh?" Leng Feng raised his eyebrows lightly, and Leng Feng laughed out loud.

"Then what are you waiting for, it's time for us to debut!"

"Yes."

……

Bang-!
Kung Su was kicked flying, and Imerton rushed forward with a punch, and then dragged him to the ground like a dead dog, and then sat on his back and beat him violently.

Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom!
The bird's head was tilted, and Kong Su's body trembled after being beaten. He used the scepter in his hand to withstand Imerton's old fist, and the front of the crescent moon slapped Imerton's face hard.

Snapped! !

"Imorton, don't underestimate the gods!!"

Emerton was severely slapped in the face, and his body fell to the ground. Kong Su took the opportunity to get up, and the two fought again.

This fierce battle lasted for several 10 minutes, and Imerton still relied on his size advantage to suppress Kong Su on the ground.

"Hmph, Kong Su, without your protection, I want to see how these guys die!"

Punching Kong Su heavily on the head, Imerton ignored him and stood up instead, looking towards Yan Shuangying and the others.

He opened his mouth wide, showing his sharp teeth, and stretched out his right hand to make a cruel gesture: "Hahahaha. I will crush you one by one!"

But the next moment, a missile hit his face.

boom!
Staggering back, Imerton shook his head. He raised his head viciously and looked towards the southeast sky.

hum! ! !
A dull thunder sound suddenly came from afar. At the end of his line of sight, a large number of fighter jets appeared in the air. Imerton opened his mouth and widened his eyes. He could only see countless flashes of fire flashing in the air.

next second.

boom!boom!boom!boom!boom!boom!boom!boom!boom!
Hundreds of missiles bombarded him in unison.

high altitude.

Dozens of JJ20 fighter jets pulled out long tails and flew over Yan Shuangying and others.

Yan Shuangying waved his hand upwards, and immediately led the crowd back quickly. Kong Su got mixed up in the team at some point, holding his waist and cursing, not knowing what he was talking about.

[Mood value from Moon God Kongsu +3777]

"Chief, we have arrived at the designated location and carried out the first round of coverage strikes against the target."

Hovering over Imerton, the pilot of a JJ20 fighter took out his walkie-talkie and reported the current situation.

"Never mind the missiles, after four rounds of salvo, they all leave the battlefield!"

Leng Feng's order came from the other end of the walkie-talkie, and the high-altitude fighter group began to change formations. They formed an arrow-shaped formation and fired missiles in unison at the moment they aimed down.

"Roar--!!"

Imerton below finally made a move. He waved the smoke cloud and roared to the sky. A huge amount of wild sand rose up and gathered into a sand whip in his hand.

Holding a long whip, he whipped the fighter jets high in the sky.

Swish!
Seen from a distance, it looks like a thousand-meter-long giant pillar is thrown towards the sky, and even the air is howling.

The high-altitude fighter jets sent orders calmly, and the huge formation quickly split to both sides. They avoided the whipping of the whip and took the opportunity to project missiles downward.

"Roar—damn it!!!"

The whole body was subjected to intensive bombardment, and Imerton's long whip was completely shattered in his hand. The sand on the ground shook one after another, turning into a tornado connecting the sky and the earth and blowing towards the sky.

But the fighter jets had completed their mission, and after projecting the last round of missiles, they left the battlefield relentlessly.

"Fake!!"

Imerton was furious, and he threw countless sand guns in the air, but his aim was really not good, perfectly showing the demeanor of a master stroker.

It wasn't until an inexplicable tune reached his ears that he suddenly paused.

In sight, a fighter jet is flying towards this side.

Its performance is very different from the previous brothers. The tune is delivered before the machine arrives.

"Heartbroken in the middle of the night, sitting alone by the small river.

Looking up at the sky, the stars are thin and the moon is dim.

The wind blows, and the unlined clothes are not resistant to the cold before dawn.

The sound of the flute chokes, like weeping,
Sigh at the shadow.

Last year today, I was with you.

Travel the world hand in hand, talk and laugh around the world.

Wild geese fly by, it is difficult to understand that our hearts are connected.

Looking back, whispering,
Spare tears. "

This melody is extremely sad and melodious, as if it has gone through the vicissitudes of life. When it is played, the whole sky is echoing.

"."

Touching his face, Imerton's eyes were a little dull, what the hell?

I'm not big enough or I'm not vicious enough, why are you still singing?
The tune is a good tune, but it just doesn't fit in with the scenery on the battlefield.

It's not just him, the governments and organizations that pay attention to this place all over the world are all stunned, they really don't understand Dongguo's tone.

"Is this what Dongguo sent?"

In the Mediterranean Sea, Craig, the commander of the US 6th Fleet, had a hard time. He compared the power of his own side and the Eastern Kingdom, and suddenly slapped the table and laughed loudly.

"What is this? A performance artist who plays the erhu?"

"Hahaha, I admit that the tune is good, but Dongguo doesn't want to take down that monster with the power of music alone?"

"I really can't imagine that ridiculous scene!"

At the same time, in a certain military base in St. Petersburg, Maozi's officers were also laughing loudly.

"Haha. I admit, I did laugh just now."

"But music, can it really play a role?"

The colleagues beside them couldn't hold back anymore, and laughed one after another. Maybe it was the previous failure that made them want to find a balance.

Snapped!
"madness!"

He smashed the red wine glass in his hand, and Maozi's great emperor stood up from his seat with his upper body bare.

His eyes were as cold as lightning, sweeping across the laughing officers, and his words were like the eternal ice of Antarctica.

"Laughing and belittling others doesn't make yourself great."

"Since Dongguo dared to send him out, he must have the confidence to do so."

"Give me your eyes wide open and take a good look. I need to know what kind of confidence Dongguo has to send him on the stage alone after seeing the capabilities of the United States and our side!"

Suddenly being reprimanded by the emperor, the officers on both sides tightened their bodies, their expressions became solemn, and they all bowed their heads in praise.

"Yes!"

Step on.
"Hey~ Yan Shuangying, are you reliable in the Spear Bureau! Why are you still singing?"

While running forward, Mark shouted.

There's no way, this tune is surprisingly big, and it shocked the audience as soon as it appeared on the stage. Didn't you see that even Imerton was stunned there!
"You don't understand, this is Gu Xing Du Yin, the famous work of the senior!"

Yan Shuangying ran fast holding Arthur's body, and when she heard Mark's question, she immediately turned her head to explain.

"Senior? Then who is your senior?"

Upon hearing this, Natasha, who was following closely next to her, quickly asked questions.

"Hehe." Stopping in his tracks, Yan Shuangying turned his head to look at the distant sky, and proudly said: "That's the man in martial arts mythology, known as the Heavenly Sword!"

"Heavenly Sword?"

"Correct."

"What's the name?" Coulson asked.

"nameless!"

[Mood value from Phil Coulson +1793]

[Mood value from Natasha Manromanov +1791]

[Mood value +1799 from Mark Speek]

[Mood value from Steven Grant +1799]

[Mood value from Arthur Harrow +1799]

[Mood value from Moon God Kongsu +3788]

call--

Stepping on the moonlight, standing on the nose of the fighter jet, facing the cold wind, the blue clothes fluttered on his body.

The man with curly black hair stopped the erhu in his hand and lowered his gaze calmly.

His eyes are as bright as the sea, and as bright as the mighty galaxy, the eyes are as gentle as water, full of enthusiasm for all things in the world.

Looking up, Imerton looked at this person cautiously.

He felt an aura like an abyss like an ocean in the other party, as if it was a sharp sword that had not been drawn from its sheath, shining with a sharp edge.

From the bottom of his heart, Imerton didn't think he would lose to the opponent. The dividing line between humans and gods was extremely clear, and he had devoured gods!

So, he said calmly.

"Another spoiler?"

"Very well, tell me, your name?"

The man on the nose of the plane smiled slightly, and the smoke all over the sky turned into a sharp sword in an instant. This sharp sword covered the sky, exuding a fierce sword intent, as if the whole sky was written with "swords".

The tips of these swords were all pointing down, aiming at Imerton's body. The man's voice was like a wind wrapped in the sword intent, sending it lightly into Imerton's ears.

"nameless."

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　　[In chapter 145, the protagonist threw out several cards, one of which was unnamed. 】

　　
　
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