Chapter 166 Little God of Olympus, You Have Done Your Best
Chapter 166 Little God of Olympus, You Have Done Your Best
The reddish spiritual energy raged on the battlefield, and the strong wind it created ruffled the audience's hair.
After a while, the spiritual power dissipated into the air.
What appeared in front of everyone was a half-human, half-antelope female knight holding a double-headed lance.
The scene was silent, and everyone stared blankly at Nilu, who was emitting unparalleled oppressive power.
Regardless of whether it is the release of the Death God's Zanpakutō or the Return to Blade of the Hollow, they are both considered the most powerful abilities in the world of Death God. At this moment, this terrifying ability has finally shown its fangs slightly in front of the blue stars in this world.
The old men in the guest seats all stood up in shock.
"This increase in strength is a bit too exaggerated!"
In their opinion, Nilu, who was only considered to be at the upper-middle silver level after turning into an adult, brought a sharp increase in the sense of threat she posed to them after she used unknown means to transform into this form.
Bai Yueming was a little curious at this time, because he knew that his disciple had two other cards that should be based on the same world view as this card.
One of them is the bronze-level Yoriichi Tsugakuni, but Russell doesn’t use him much at the moment. He usually uses it to form a bond with Unohana Retsu.
The other one is Unohana Retsu.
And it was obvious that Unohana Retsu did not show this attitude just now.
"Is this an isolated case?"
No, Bai Yueming still remembered that in the battle video that Nanda gave him, his disciple's bronze-level card also showed similar abilities.
"Or is it because of the level limit that it cannot be produced yet?"
What Bai Yueming didn't know was that Bankai, which was far superior to Shikai, had never appeared in this world.
In the field, Nilu clenched the lance in her hand and disappeared in an instant.
The next moment, the tip of the gun wrapped in light red spiritual power appeared in front of Melinoe.
Melinoe's expression remained unchanged, and he controlled endless ghosts to resist Nilu's attack.
However, the ghosts in the sky just shrank back where they were and did not step forward to stop Nilu.
Melinoe's face showed surprise and confusion. She didn't understand why her ghosts didn't obey her commands.
What she didn't know was that when these ghosts faced Nel, the pinnacle of Hueco Mundo and the evil spirit among evil spirits, the fact that they did not turn against them was a testament to her strong command ability.
In desperation, the blood-red divine power suddenly erupted.
However.
useless.
The blood-red divine power collapsed at the touch, melting like ice and snow under Nilu's gun.
In just a breath, the tip of the gun had already landed on Melinoe's body.
Accompanied by a terrifying roar, Melinoe flew backwards in an instant, hitting the edge of the barrier like a cannonball and raising a large cloud of smoke.
On the sidelines, Wu Di looked at the scene in disbelief.
He couldn't understand why the originally good situation suddenly took a turn for the worse.
"No way, this is impossible"
Wu Di murmured these words in despair.
He felt that everything in front of him was a joke played by God, but sensing that the card belonging to Melinoe in his mind had not entered the cooling state, he became a little hysterical again: "There is still a chance, yes, there is still a chance!"
The spectators on the sidelines stared at the scene on the battlefield with wide eyes. With their eyesight, they could not understand why the once invincible Melinoe was being ravaged like a stray dog on the roadside.
Alas, card making is like this, the audience just needs to be fence-sitters, but Russell has a lot to consider.
In the field, the smoke gradually dissipated, and the part of Melinoe's body that had touched the tip of the gun had turned into a horrible hole.
However, under the repair of the blood-red divine power, the hole is gradually being filled with scarlet flesh and blood.
Yes, as the goddess of Olympus mythology, even the lowest god cannot be killed so easily.
At this time, Russell looked at the situation on the field with a slightly pale face.
Although Nilu's Returned Blade was still not in its complete form, the consumption was still beyond his imagination. It had not been long before he felt that his originally abundant mental power had been consumed a lot.
As if she had noticed Russell's condition, Nilu raised the lance in her hand with a cold expression and pointed it at Melinoe.
"The next strike will finish you off."
The cold words drifted into the ears of everyone present with the wind.
"What a joke!" An angry roar sounded from the sidelines. Ni Lu's words hurt the little bit of self-esteem that Wu Di had left.
Scenes from the past flashed back in his mind.
The humiliation when being rejected by Bai Yueming, the gloom when being defeated by Russell
Everything turned into a raging rage.
"I lost to a dirtbag like you."
"I can not accept!"
"Kill him, Melinoe!"
At this moment, he had completely forgotten about his manners and scheming.
That’s true. After all, if he lost, although he would not be left with nothing, his life would definitely not be easy.
Just thinking about that kind of day filled Wu Di with fear.
Now he can only hope that his cards can block this attack.
In the guest seats, a group of old players looked at Wu Di, who was a little crazy on the sidelines, with displeasure on their faces.
Including Wei Zheng.
Although most of the noble families think so, how can you say it directly?
Without paying attention to Wu Di's words, Ni Lu just raised her front hooves, and her perfect muscle curves radiated beautiful light in the sun.
The next moment, a huge sonic boom sounded on the battlefield.
“Swoosh!”
The double-headed lance rotated and wrapped with a spiral of light red spiritual power and arrived in an instant.
A sharp whistle came out of Melinoe's mouth.
Under Melinoe's incomparable coercive command, countless ghosts with fear on their faces gathered in front of her in layers.
But how can these evil spirits withstand the wrath of the Ten Blades?
As if they had never existed, all traces of the evil spirits' existence were wiped out.
The huge blood-red divine power shone on Melinoe's body, endlessly draining Wu Di's mental strength.
Oh, it's just that, little god of Olympus, you have done your best.
Wu Di's mental strength has not been completely exhausted.
The lance had already broken through the protection of the blood-red divine power and touched Melinoe's half-black and half-white body.
The lance that pierced through Melinoe's chest had a huge inertia that nailed him firmly to the barrier behind him.
The spiral of light red spiritual energy continued to tear her flesh apart, and even if the blood-red divine power tried to repair it, it was in vain.
After a moment, Melinoe turned into light and gradually dissipated into the air.
Only the still spinning lance testified to the other's existence.
All the spectators who were watching the fight felt as if their throats were being strangled.
They didn't expect that the fight would end so abruptly.
After a while, a whisper-like sound was heard on the battlefield.
".Win?"
(End of this chapter)