Chapter 717： Battlefield of God

Somewhere in the universe, there is a fantasy land.

There is an old saying here:

If you tilt the universe to the side, anything that falls will fall here.

So here is where the lost property is.

"Ah, no, it's this opportunity, I have to get it!"

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"Uh ---"

Boom!

"Ahhh! FK, obviously the last one I jumped, how could it be at the bottom ... cough cough ..."

Whitehall was lying on the ground with a gray face and a bit of pain. After him, a total of four Hydra soldiers fell one after another and hit him.

"Are you okay, doctor?"

"FK, hurry and walk away, cough ..."

Several soldiers quickly got up and lifted Whitehall from the ground.

At the moment, Whitehall did not have the slightest elegance before, and his soil, soil, and hairstyle were stained by sand, and two small blood holes were cut on his face, not to mention that he was still pressed by three people .

The alien's ability, apart from devouring vitality, will not increase the level of physical strength, so his physical function is no different from that of ordinary people. At most, the wound recovers faster.

But Whitehall doesn't care about it now.

Pushed the glasses and looked around.

Mottled stone walls, deep caves, this is a cave.

As for the ground, the garbage thrown by those children is everywhere, this must be across the other side of the space!

Whitehall closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and suddenly grinned.

He murmured in his mouth.

"It must be true ... That's right, that's how it feels. I feel the breath of ancient power, and even the air here has that smell."

"Hehehehe, leave a person here to watch, remember, anybody appears, don't talk about killing."

"Yes!"

Whitehall sorted out the messy hairstyle, as if the whole person had regained confidence and strode out of the cave.

The following three soldiers quickly followed.

But just the moment they walked out of the cave.

shocked.

The endless black plain.

Without the sun, the gloomy sky was enveloped by dark clouds.

The most important thing is that this place in front of them is the battlefield!

Once the place where the dark elves battled the Asgard army!

At a glance, the wreckage was everywhere.

The huge cross-shaped warship has gradually decomposed after thousands of years, but the huge and shocking skeleton still stands on this land.

In the black land around the battleship, there are still weapons and armor with a faint halo. This is a weapon belonging to the Asgard army. Even as time goes by, the above magic inscriptions have not completely dissipated.

These weapons were immediately seen by Whitehall in the eyes. He could not understand this pattern clearly. This is definitely the battlefield of God!

In addition, what attracted White Hall's attention most was the huge black human-shaped shelves among the countless wreckage.

Whitehall walked in front of one of them, just standing here, he could feel the breath of darkness, death, and destruction coming.

This breath makes people feel suffocated.

Whitehall reached out and stroked the black bone armor, even feeling the power to tear and devour himself.

"Perfect, this is the perfect warrior! Absolute power, and not the only one!"

"But this is not what I want, what I want is your source of creation!"

Whitehall admired the body of the "cursed warrior" for a while, and then turned to the nearest warship.

Although he is focused on the evolution of biological systems, the strength of Baron Strak has skyrocketed, and he is also fancy with the power of science and technology. This spaceship must not be worse than those of Zitali's biological warships.

At this moment, there was a very rapid "Didi" sound in the ears of several people.

When several people turned around, a black grenade shining with red light exploded instantly.

boom----

In a circle, only the energy shock wave of "darkness and light" bloomed instantly.

The faint black light seemed to devour everything.

The armor on the ground, the black sand, and the three Hydra soldiers, but the blink of an eye, were all drawn into the center.

The armor was torn, squeezed, bones broken and shattered.

A crunchy voice madly poured into Whitehall's ears, but he couldn't even scream now.

The small black hole lasted about three or four seconds. When the time came, the light disappeared.

Nothing seemed to happen, and the three Hydra soldiers did not even leave blood.

Whitehall fell to the ground with a thud, loosening the wreckage of the warship he had previously held.

Fortunately, he walked far enough in front, otherwise he has already ended up with those three.

Step ~ step ~ step ~

The heavy footsteps made him look back cautiously, and a beam of crimson energy flew past his face.

"Stop standing still, mortal."

"Wait, don't kill me! I don't have any weapons!"

The sound with the bass reverb sound sounded ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Whitehall looked at the three armored men who appeared in front of him, and raised his hands behind his head without any hesitation.

He recognized the masks of these people. In this battlefield, in addition to the golden armor and spear swords, these were the abandoned guns with the mask.

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When a masked soldier put Whitewell's imprisoned bracelet on it, the unmasked white-haired black elf walked in front of him.

"This is the world of dark elves, mortals, how did you get here."

Whitehall was so happy that if he didn't come up to kill, there was room for retention.

The dark elf, he knows the name of this race, and the data of the Nordic mythology are not collected in vain.

"Dear Lord Dark Elf, I come from the earth and entered here through a space entrance."

"Does the space where the celestial bodies converge?"

The white-haired black elf bowed his head for a moment, glanced at Whitehall, and raised his hand to the soldier beside him.

Whitehall didn't understand what that meant, and his face suddenly changed.

"Mortal, your weak physique will die here soon, and it is kind to you to do so."

"Wait, don't kill me! I have something important to tell you about Asgard and the Dragon Race!"

"Stop the fire!"

The white-haired black elf narrowed its eyes and walked over to look at him directly: "You said Asgard?"

"Yes." Whitehall nodded quickly. "It's not just Asgard, but also the dragons. During this time, they frequently appeared on the earth."

"Dragon Race?"

quite a while.

"Come with me, the elven king wants to see you."