Super God: Opening the game with the Golden Lightning Curse

"It's over, we are finished!!!"

Yuan Li's desperate roar pierced the sky, and the rest of the Lieyang soldiers subconsciously looked up at the sky upon hearing the sound.

Above the void, several huge and boundless golden palms slowly descended like dark clouds covering the sky.

Wherever it passed, the space shattered instantly like fragile glass, making a terrifying crackling sound.

Their eyes, which had already been dimmed by Pan Zhen's defeat, suddenly widened at this moment, as if they were deeply gripped by the endless pressure emanating from the golden giant palm, and their souls trembled.

It was an expression of deep-rooted fear and helplessness, with pupils shrinking rapidly to the size of a needle tip.

The corners of his eyes trembled slightly uncontrollably, and the blue veins on his forehead bulged as if they were about to break through the constraints of the skin.

After a moment of dead silence, their legs seemed to have lost all their strength and they softened involuntarily.

Everyone fell to their knees like Yuanli did with a thump.

His hands hung limply at his sides, like dead vines that had lost their vitality, or as if they were broken, drooping lifelessly.

The muscles on his face began to twitch violently, and the corners of his mouth drooped downward, forming a bitter and desperate arc.

His lips kept trembling and his teeth chattered, as if he was shivering in the cold despair.

They had been holding on hard, but at this moment, their eyes quickly filled with tears.

The Lieyang soldiers in the battleship tried hard not to cry.

It was a struggle of being on the verge of collapse but unwilling to surrender; their eyes revealed a gleam of stubbornness and despair.

However, just two seconds later, tears finally burst out like a flood.

The tears in Yuan Li's eyes flowed freely along his dirty and bearded cheeks and gathered at his chin.

Drop by drop, they fell on the steel plate under their feet, making a crisp yet heavy sound, as if every drop of tears carried their endless despair.

A low and suppressed whimper came from his throat, and the sound seemed to be a desperate wail squeezed out from the depths of his soul.

It looks particularly desolate in this empty universe, like a sad elegy, telling of their helplessness and despair.

Pan Zhen, who was thrown down, was still conscious. Looking at the falling golden palm, he felt a chill in his heart.

He knew that everyone who came out with him this time would be wiped out.

But what Pan Zhen was more worried about was that Di Hongkun didn't know how powerful the Daxia civilization was.

If this is true, then the Lieyang civilization may really become history.

But now he no longer had the means to inform the enemy, his bones were broken and shattered, and he could not move at all.

Even the dark plane was totally destroyed by that pinch.

Now he only hopes that his death will alert Di Hongkun.

At this moment, the speed of the golden giant palm in the void suddenly increased, and it fell down with the momentum of destroying everything.

The first Sun battleship to be hit was instantly turned into a pile of debris, and the hull made a harsh metal twisting sound under the huge force.

Then it turned into flying debris all over the sky, falling like a metal rainstorm.

The Lieyang soldiers on the battleship didn't even have time to let out a scream before they were instantly swallowed up by this powerful force and disappeared without a trace.

The soldiers on other warships witnessed this tragic scene, and the despair in their eyes became even greater.

However, they were powerless to fight back and could only watch death approach step by step.

The golden giant palm continued to fall mercilessly, and one warship after another was like a fragile paper boat in front of it, and was easily smashed into pieces.

Every time the giant palm fell, it was accompanied by a dazzling light and a deafening roar, as if the god of death was ruthlessly declaring their fate.

As the last battleship was smashed to pieces, the battlefield fell into dead silence.

The once bustling fleet was now reduced to nothingness and flying dust.

Those well-trained Lieyang soldiers were also wiped out with the destruction of the warship.

Their figures disappeared forever in this desperate void, leaving behind only endless sadness and silence.

Pan Zhen closed his eyes in despair after seeing this scene. Falling from such a height, even if he had a third-generation divine body, he would not feel well and might even die.

He passed through the atmosphere, the friction between his body and the air produced flames, and he fell towards the palace where the people of the Daxia civilization were like a meteorite.

"Your Majesty, something has fallen. Do you need me to smash it?" Li Xin said from the side.

The First Emperor smiled and waved his hand. He sensed something falling here earlier than anyone else present.

Even without the blessing of the Human Emperor Banner, he is still a fourth-generation divine body, which is incomparable to others.

The rest of the people in Daxia were also curiously waiting for the thing to fall. The silent atmosphere aroused the curiosity of the Noxing God of War who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead.

But he didn't dare open his eyes, for fear that others would find out that he had woken up.

However, the next moment, the roof of the palace was smashed through, and Pan Zhen, like a meteorite, smashed accurately at the God of War of No Star.

The sudden change shocked the Noxing God of War. He didn't care about pretending to be dead and quickly opened his eyes.

But my body has been lying down for too long and is now extremely slow.

It's impossible to avoid this blow!

"Damn it, why is my luck so bad!" The God of War Noxing roared in his heart.

At the critical moment, Pan Zhen, who was falling down, was suddenly fixed in the air by a force.

His face was no distance away from the No Star God of War, and they fit perfectly together.

The God of War Noxing was dumbfounded. He was actually kissed by another grown man.

When he was about to push it open, he found that his body was also fixed and he couldn't move at all.

Lu Renjia appeared beside the First Emperor at some point without knowing it, and at this moment he was looking at Pan Zhen and the God of War Nuo Xing with great interest.

The First Emperor held his forehead helplessly, turned around and said to him: "Brother Lu, please don't pollute our eyes."

Hearing this, Lu Renjia smiled softly, waved his hand and threw Pan Zhen aside.

The God of War No Star felt his body lighten, and he supported himself with his hands and quickly straightened his upper body.

"Bah, bah, bah, what a piece of shit!"

I just made a complaint, but saw a very familiar face.

"Pan Zhen?! How come he was also captured! Could it be that Lieyang has also targeted the Great Xia civilization?"

At this moment, Pan Zhen's shock was beyond words. He did not expect that the once-arrogant God of War of No Star would become a prisoner.

What shocked him even more was that the true strength of the Great Xia civilization was so powerful.

There were hundreds of energy fluctuations of the third generation super warriors or above in the palace, and the weakest one was almost the same as him.

Such strength is simply not something that the Lieyang civilization or the Denor civilization can contend with.

When the First Emperor saw Pan Zhen, he asked in confusion, "Brother Lu, this is not like your character?"

The normal Lu Renjia would kill anyone he saw and leave no one alive.

Lu Renjia didn't keep the secret and spoke softly.

"The civilizations they belong to are too weak. Give them a chance to join forces so that you can fight to your heart's content."