Chapter 483

290 In the crowd.

Kitagawa Marin, cosplaying as Caster Medea, stared blankly at this terrifying, heaven-shaking spectacle, her voice even carrying a sob.

Why is it me again?

Great monsters breaking out, Evil Gods descending, temples erupting; she hadn't missed a single one.

In a sense, her luck was too good, but she didn't want this kind of luck at all.

"Oh my god, this wave is probably going to be the end of me. Holy King, you must save me."

People looked at the gray clouds covering the horizon with tingling scalps, closed their eyes in despair, and just gave up on the spot.

Why bother running?

Things like Outer Gods are not something humanity can resist, right?

That's a problem for the Holy King, Merlin, and Brother Luo Shu of this world to deal with.

At this moment.

Sakurajima Mai no longer had time to worry about these problems; her body tensed, the golden electric arcs all over her body exploded, forming a gorgeous storm that rose up, staring fixedly at the tentacles as big as skyscrapers popping out of the crack.

"It's useless. I won't misidentify this aura. What's coming is that taboo, a terrifying derivative that is almost an Evil God offspring."

Satomi Rentaro was already in despair.

Humanity once had its highlights, establishing shelters that accommodated millions, constantly recovering lost territory, and even with the combined strength of everyone, helped Amamiya Rindou slay the Disaster-class derivative 【Ouroboros】.

But...

It was this thing.

He stared blankly at the massive tentacles extending from the crack.

The terrifying derivative known as the "Kraken" directly shattered humanity's pride and buried everything in those ruins.

From then on, humanity's spine was broken, howling like stray dogs as they stepped toward extinction.

This kind of irresistible terror is simply not...

Suddenly.

Sakurajima Mai's eyes turned incandescent, and layers of magecraft arrays unfolded from before her, the blazing light blooming as if illuminating the sun in the darkness.

Boom.

The sun suddenly shattered, shooting out a white-hot sword that roared, extending for a hundred meters, and then slashed gently.

The next moment.

Time seemed to pause for a moment.

Zzz, the massive tentacle landed slowly, the earth trembled, and dust shot into the sky.

"We can fight!"

Sakurajima Mai, whose face was a bit pale, looked very excited.

"Don't panic, this thing is just big. Use your magecraft to suppress this thing back."

Anyway, as long as it's not a ghost, what does a big block of meat matter?

If she hadn't just stepped into the third rank, she could have soloed this thing herself.

"Eh?"

The crowd was stunned, then slowly looked down at their own bodies, which had no signs of mutation, and then looked at the bloody tentacles poking out of the gray fog, subconsciously casting a magecraft.

However, their magecraft couldn't shoot that far, but fortunately, the bloody tentacles sensed the aura of flesh and blood and stretched over themselves.

They were directly blown to pieces by various magecrafts.

Holy crap.

It really works?

People were stunned, then their smiles gradually became unhinged.

275. Simulating Heroic Spirits? Isn't this even more excessive?

"It should be stuck, right?"

"Yeah, the body is too big, stuck in the crack and can't get out."

"It looks like it doesn't have any other long-range attack methods, and the tentacle length is visually estimated to be about 120 meters? That is to say..."

"If we stand 120 meters away, it can't hit us!!!"

The Earthlings looked at each other.

The next moment.

Various colors of brilliance lit up simultaneously.

"Charge!!!"

"Ha, eat my Golden Flash Spiral Cannon—!"

"Bullshit, that's clearly just a simple magic power cannon, watch my Whirlwind Charge Tornado—!!"

"Damn, isn't yours also basic magecraft?"

"Holy crap, there's a rich guy using Gem Magecraft, damn, that's heartless, he directly blew off a tentacle."

Golden, ice blue, cyan, crimson... magecraft of various colors illuminated the sky under the stunned gazes of Amamiya Rindou and the others.

Bombardment.

The weak ones blew holes all over the tentacles, the strong ones directly pierced through the tentacles, or even blew them off.

As if it were just a simple creature of flesh and blood.

But it's not...

Evil God derivatives are a kind of idealistic product; humans on their side had tried it long ago, and only by imbuing the weapon in hand with the conviction of the soul and borrowing the power of contamination could they harm the derivative.

Otherwise, they weren't stupid; they had 150mm depleted uranium armor-piercing shells, why would they use cold weapons?

A certain Luo Shu: Coincidentally, the magecraft system I deduced is indeed an idealistic system.

The Earthlings here were having a blast, not knowing what fear was.

Just kidding, possessing sharp weapons, the heart to kill arises on its own.

They had finally "achieved great success in their divine arts" and were worried about having nowhere to show off.

Dueling is one thing.

Killing people is against the law.

And now, seeing a monster that looks like a legendary boss right in front of them, and it's even stuck in the terrain.

Men are always boys; when they encounter a field of canola flowers with a wooden stick, they will become emotionless sword-swinging machines, leaving no survivors.

And now...

Who can withstand this?

It's like a naked beauty beckoning: Come on, sir, ravage me.

Even the people who ran away in the distance ran back, their breathing heavy, rubbing their hands and rushing back, forming small battle formations in groups of two or three, launching powerful attacks from various locations.

"Move aside, let me do it————!!"

"Damn, where's the healer? You damn healer, use a healing magecraft!"

"Look, the one charging at the front is it."

"Damn!!"

"Tsk, do you really think this is a game? A mage with a staff is a wizard, and with a reinforcement magecraft, they're a berserker. Where would a healer come from? Heal yourself, don't tell me you don't know healing magecraft; that's the foundation of the foundation."

"Damn your grandfather, I was blown up over a dozen stories high by that gale, broke seven or eight ribs, and was practically shaken stupid."

"Stop talking nonsense, come and help, this boss heals too fast, small wounds heal instantly, come and help me jointly cast 'Judgment Spear', give it a big one."

"Holy crap, big boss is awesome, this must take at least seven or eight gems, coming right up. Holy crap, why are you up too? Aren't you afraid of your ribs poking your heart?"

"Afraid of a fart."

The brother, covered in blood with a collapsed chest, rubbed his hands excitedly: "Count me in, count me in. Oh my god, I didn't expect that one day I could cast a high-level magecraft like 'Judgment Spear'."

"This world... what on earth is going on with this world."

Satomi Rentaro was a bit numb.

In fact, in terms of strength, these locals were generally at the level of their official members.

Their combat techniques were even more unbearable; they were completely relying on the "Kraken Leviathan" being stuck in the pillar to unscrupulously store power and release those high-power attacks. ===== CHAPTER 484 =====