Batman, ordinary people dare to wear hell bat armor to tianqixing single brush. How can they be better than Batman!


    The feeling of courage has not broken through. Thea thinks she is too rational (afraid of death). If she counts everything to the extreme, she will go to hell if she can understand courage.


    Like Hal Jordan, regardless, he hit the Black Death emperor with his body. Although thea thought he couldn''t do two, it was really a sign of courage.


    This big killing is a good opportunity. She wants to see what she can do.


    ......


    The sky rises.


    This planet seems to explode in the next second. The air is filled with evil. All kinds of evil can be seen everywhere. Evil deeds lead to continuous natural disasters, which in turn exacerbate evil.


    They compete with each other and kill each other in order to snatch some survival materials so that they can live one more day.


    "What do you do?" a group of patrol guards walked by. They were attracted by the transmission wave. When they came, they found that thea was looking around. It seemed that the leading guard shouted.


    Unlike the chaos of hell, this is evil. All you see is evil. The weak have no right to live, and the strong enjoy everything. This is the order and axiom of tianqixing.


    "A group of mole ants." she moved as fast as lightning. The long sword in her left hand flew out, and the sound of breaking the air swept over the guard''s neck. Several blood columns sprayed. When the long sword flew back to the palm of her hand, all nine guards were beheaded and their bodies fell into the loess.


    Thea doesn''t stop. Ordinary people here have blood on their hands. It''s common to kill people all over the house just for a little living materials. In order to vent the resentment in the sword and reconcile death with herself, she doesn''t use magic. She just starts the killing journey all the way by relying on weapons.


    After identifying dakside''s palace, she went straight. The patrols, soldiers and sinners she saw all the way became the souls under her sword.


    "Who are you?" a roar sounded on her side. The other party was very cunning, shouting and attacking.


    There was a violent sound of breaking the air, no matter what it was. Thea stretched out her right hand and grabbed the enemy.


    Huh? She was a little stunned. She saw a hammer in her white jade palm. She also knew the original owner of the hammer. The big lion head. Isn''t this Kalibak, the eldest son of dakside!


    The other party also has a sawtooth sword in his hand. Now he is trying to control the hammer to fly away.


    Huh? What do you mean? Do you wild gods like to throw hammers at the goddess of death!


    At an interval of more than ten meters, Kalibak was still in his old shape, with vigorous hair and beard. From a distance, he looked like a lion''s head. His strong muscles were exposed from his skin back and heart. He exerted force several times, and his muscles swelled to the extreme. His hammer did not leave thea''s palm.


    "Huh?"


    "Come back!"


    Calibak, a violent man bent on inheriting the throne of dakside, clenched his teeth and wanted to get his hammer back.


    But she was helpless. She had used weapons for hundreds of millions of years and was firmly grasped. In his opinion, thea''s slender wrists were not as thick as his fingers. How did she grasp the hammer.


    "It''s impossible!"


    "Since the one next door can do it, so can I!" said thea. Kalibak didn''t understand. It was just an artifact! In the face of death, you should bow your head and force your right hand. In the click sound, the surface of the hammer is covered with fine mesh cracks.


    Thea looked at Kalibak with a masochistic expression. Her fingers closed and her strength was fierce. The artifact felt the owner''s strong will to resist, but it was like a weak woman, which could not compete with the erosion of death.


    After only two seconds, the core of the artifact was directly broken. Such violent destruction of the artifact triggered an irresistible Divine Storm that swept hundreds of meters around.


    With the bang of "boom", thea was ready. A layer of barrier blocked the afterwaves and she didn''t move.


    On the other side, Karabakh was not prepared at all. The artifact was destroyed and his mind was affected. The raging wind blew him more than ten meters, but it was nothing. He loved his weapons and feared this powerful woman.


    Strong, as strong as his father dakside. Even if you just stand there, you will feel a huge and incomparable burden in your heart, like looking at some natural enemy.


    "Ah! I''ll kill you!" Kalibak kept cheering himself. He was the son of dakside. He would inherit the throne and break the new creation star in the future! He pressed down his fear, waved his serrated sword and chopped his head down with a big jump.


    Thea took a cold look and gently blew off the dust on the black nail. "There are too many impurities in your hammer. Go back to the furnace and hit it again. Don''t thank me!"


    He dodged the attack lightly. Kalibak was fierce enough, but he didn''t have a brain.


    From gakhan to dakside, and then to Kalibak, there are three generations of grandparents and grandchildren, one generation is worse than the other.


    Kalibak fell to the ground like crazy. He danced a big sword so that the water couldn''t pour in. He cut left and right. The strong wind continued to destroy the surrounding buildings with great force.


    Many tianqixing civilian guards took refuge one after another, and more began to rob and kill while taking advantage of the chaos.


    "Die for me! Die for me!" calibak has great strength and strength. He can hit hurricanes by physical attack.


    But in thea''s opinion, this guy is full of flaws.


    "Retarded." thea did not retreat but entered. She found a flaw very easily. When there was no time to go, she walked around behind Kalibak, held her left hand back, and there was a sword behind her.


    This fantasy weapon made by the scythe of the Black Death emperor with resentment and murderous spirit can''t be resisted by even the new God.


    Thea''s Sword Pierced a transparent hole for calibuck from back to front, and the dark tip of the Sword Pierced out in front of her.


    "Ho ho..." Kalibak felt that his inexhaustible strength had been suddenly cut off, and stretched out his hand to touch the wound and block the hole that hurt him so powerless.


    With a hiss, thea drew her sword, turned around, and stabbed her right sword behind her neck.


    After that, she didn''t look at it, leaving Kalibak, who fell like a lion, walking slowly forward. Occasionally, snow-white soles of her feet were exposed from the hem of her robe. The ground was in a mess, but it still didn''t damage her purity. Her feet were spotless. The place she walked was stained with a thick fog, which was pure to the extreme.


    As if nothing had happened to her, she whistled softly, moving steadily and at a constant speed. The God of death is different from others. Zeus'' divine power can not be transformed at all, but can only grow in killing.


    The closer to the central area, the stronger the resistance, but that refers to the ordinary level. In her eyes, there is no big difference between ordinary soldiers and elites. Two long swords come out, like two sawtooth flywheels. All the soldiers along the route are cut into two sections.