Chapter 1296 Ultra-Ancient Power
Punches, kicks, knees, shoulders, every part of Diga's body, wearing silver armor, became a weapon for him to attack the enemy.
Diga gave full play to his flexibility and moved within a small area to avoid the attack of the giant pincers, and looked for opportunities to fight back. He used the sharp blades on his arm and leg armor to cut off the tentacles connected to the giant pincers.
Raising his hand, the clenched fist quickly moved forward as the bent arm popped out. It was a terrifying force, rolling up endless water and hitting the giant pincers together.
This heavy blow knocked the giant pincer to one side, and Diga had already twisted his waist and rotated his body in the water, driving his right foot to perform a whirlwind kick, hitting the giant pincer in the middle. , kicked it aside completely, revealing the tentacles connected to the tail.
"I saw it." Diga's other leg had already rotated into position, and the light blade attached to the calf armor accurately passed through the tentacles at the tail of the giant pincer.
Chi!
With a crisp cracking sound, the tentacles were immediately cut off, and the giant pincers stood still for an instant. They hit the seabed heavily and sank into the sand. Then they were quickly melted by the dark seawater and returned. Darkness, and once again dominated by Gatanjeou.
Diga didn't even look at it, because another giant pincer was approaching, and it was too late to dodge. He had to quickly raise his arms and cross the bars in front of him, and was hit by the giant pincer.
Bang!
Terrible force came from his arms, causing Diga's propped-up arms to move backwards and hit his chest. He flew backwards with his body and hit a pyramid-shaped pile of rubble made of stacked boulders. , it collapsed in one fell swoop, and the falling stones buried Tiga in an instant.
Gatanjie seized this opportunity, and the giant cannons on both sides of his upside-down head began to roar, and dark energy bombs rushed through the sea water and rushed over.
Boulders were still falling, and they were hit by dark energy bombs. They exploded instantly, and the fire was overflowing. The aura of darkness spread out, and pieces of stone were not lit by the light. The giant's fragments and incomplete stone statues glowed with a dark purple electric light.
But Gatanje's attack continued, with an indiscriminate bombardment, blowing up a pile of rubble several times larger than the pyramid into an even bigger crater, and all the stones Even the sea water and even the sand were all completely destroyed in the terrifying explosion, leaving nothing behind.
Seeing this, Gatanjie stopped bombing, and was about to float over to take a look, but as if he sensed something, his scarlet eyes turned to the right, and his head turned too. What caught his eyes was a flash of golden light, which was Diga rushing towards him with indomitable momentum.
The armor on his body was shining with silver, and the golden patterns were as bright as a bright lamp. Diga turned into a light arrow and passed through the dark sea water. When Gatanjie just saw him, he hit the side of Gatanjie. on the snail shell.
Duang!
Gatanje's huge body fell diagonally to the seabed with a loud noise like the earth was shattering, hit the seabed heavily, and was deeply embedded in the sand. Thousands of tons The sea water surged, making the dark sea water become filthy.
And the arrow that shot it down had fallen to the ground and rolled around for ten or twenty times. The dazzling light had dissipated, revealing the embarrassed Tiga.
The energy blades on both arms and legs have disappeared due to the cessation of energy supply. The golden patterns on the armor are no longer so bright. Even the silver of the armor itself seems a bit dull and silent. Telling how much energy Diga spent on this blow.
But the result.
Diga put his hands on the seabed and sank into the sand. His right leg contracted and bent, his knees pressed against the ground, and he raised his body with difficulty. He half-knelt on the ground and looked at Jia. Tanjie.
The evil god of darkness is no longer high above, but has been shot down. He is surrounded by filthy sea water, and the solid shell is broken like a spider web.
Invulnerability is broken.
"Haha!" Diga wanted to laugh, because he succeeded. Once the god bleeds, he is no longer invincible. Gatanjie's is no longer an absolute defense, it can be broken and defeated. The shell has been broken. As long as you apply more force, you may be able to turn the shatter into shatter, or even
victory.
But
Diga lowered his head and looked at the colorful timer flashing red on his chest. The blow just now concentrated the remaining energy. Now There is not much energy left.
The opportunity to win is right in front of us. As long as we seize it, we will win and mankind will not perish.
This was an opportunity he created by taking advantage of Gatanjie's lack of understanding and contempt for him. There would never be a second chance.
Life and death, victory and defeat, survival and destruction!
These two completely different endings are right in front of you. You can change them if you work harder.
"Get up, stand up." Diga roared in his heart, trying his best to drive his painful body to stand up tremblingly, and walked towards Gatanjie step by step with difficulty.
Power, I need more power, I want to win it, destroy it. Absolutely not.
But it seemed that it was too late, Gatanjie moved, and giant pincers were propped up on the sea bed, making him float up, and began to turn so that the broken side was no longer aimed at Diga.
The opportunity has passed, is destruction inevitable?
Diga's heart sank, but at this moment, he felt that he heard a strange and familiar voice, vague, but long and profound.
“Who is it?” Diga was shocked. Is there a third person in the deep sea?
Just when he thought of this, another voice came into his ears, which also gave him a sense of familiarity but was so unfamiliar that he couldn't tell who it was. It was like a whisper heard while half asleep and half awake, and it was impossible to tell what it was saying.
This made Diga couldn't help but look in the direction where the sound came from. He saw a giant stone statue broken to the point where only the upper body was left, lying on the sea bed. The sand had covered most of it, and its original appearance could not be seen at all.
Not far from him, there was a pile of rubble from Mu Continent. From the gap between the rubble, a broken arm was revealed, raised high. If it were extended, it would be pointed at Di. The direction of Jia.
The sound I just heard seemed to be made by ‘them’.
As soon as this idea came to Diga's mind, he was immediately denied.
How is it possible?
These stone statues disappeared 30 million years ago and became dead objects. How could they make sounds?
But more voices sounded, some far away and some near, with completely different sounds and colors, and different pitches, but they were all vague and indistinct, worse than a child learning to talk.
These voices were mixed together and lingered in Diga's mind. They were extremely noisy and upsetting, but they couldn't get rid of them at all, and they couldn't hear clearly what they were saying?
(End of this chapter)