Quick Wear High Martial Arts: The system wants me to be a dog

"Protect the patriarch!"

"Fight him!"

The dozen or so remaining elders of the God Clan had their eyes bloodshot, burning the source of their lives, madly urging their divine power, turning into dazzling meteors, and fearlessly rushed towards the axe light, trying to block it.

However, it's like a mantis trying to stop a chariot!

The axe flashed past.

Those elders of the gods and their magic and shields.

Even the burning fire of life,

They were all annihilated in an instant and turned into cosmic dust, without even a trace left.

The axe light finally fell on the star marrow shield that the Protoss Patriarch had hastily condensed.

Boom! ! !

A loud noise like the collision of ancient stars erupted.

The milky white star marrow light and the purple-gold chaos axe light were madly annihilated.

The terrifying energy shock wave spread recklessly in a circular shape, flattening the already collapsed temple ruins below by hundreds of feet.

Countless diehard Protoss members were reduced to ashes before they could even make a sound under this shock wave.

"Ugh!"

The God Clan leader let out a painful and unwilling roar.

The star marrow above his head made a "crackling" sound as it could not bear the weight, and the cracks expanded rapidly, almost shattering completely.

He was pressed down by the immense force and kept sinking, his feet stuck deep into the ground, and all the bones in his body were groaning.

"The power of the stars! Apply it to me!"

He roared and forcibly extracted the last bit of the essence of the depleted mother world under his feet.

The star marrow's brilliance barely lit up again, temporarily resisting the downward pressure of the axe light.

Ning Feng looked down at the struggling God Clan leader with cold eyes, as if he was looking down at a trapped beast in the quagmire.

"You have sucked away my mother's blood and devoured her offspring. Now, you are not even willing to let go of the last bit of life in this remnant."

"Your journey has come to an end."

Ning Feng slowly raised his other hand and put his palms together.

The light of the Axe of Creation suddenly condensed and its power increased again.

The air was filled with a chaotic atmosphere, as if returning to the time before the creation of the world.

"No!"

The Protoss leader sensed the mortal danger and roared in despair, "I am the Emperor of the Star Realm! How can I perish here?"

"Star marrow, explode..."

He wanted to detonate the star marrow and launch a final counterattack.

But Ning Feng won't give him a chance.

"cut."

He clasped his palms together and pressed down suddenly.

laugh!

The Axe of Creation flashed with one final swipe, completely cutting through the crumbling Star Marrow Shield.

Then, it passed over the body of the God Clan leader without any hindrance.

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

Madness, unwillingness, fear, and despair appeared on the face of the God Clan leader.

Solidified in an instant.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

But in the middle of the body, a thin purple-gold line emerged and spread rapidly.

next moment.

boom!

This person has sucked the blood of billions of lives in the star realm.

The God Clan leader who attempted to ascend the throne exploded along with his cracked star marrow.

It turned into the tiniest energy particles, was swept up by the chaotic flames, and was completely annihilated into the void.

It's like it never existed.

Only the echo of that unwilling roar still faintly echoed in the broken world.

The patriarch...died!

At this moment, all the remaining gods and their vassals were stunned and looked ashen.

Faith completely collapsed.

Their semi-emperor, the patriarch of the gods, the patriarch whom they regarded as a god, was actually killed at this moment?

There is not even a little room left.

The Earth-Star Alliance erupted in cheers that shook the galaxy.

"Ning Feng! Ning Feng! Ning Feng!"

Ning Feng was suspended in the air, the chaotic flames around him slowly converged, and the purple-gold blood still illuminated the sky.

He swept his gaze across the deadly Central Divine Continent below, across the remnants of the Protoss who had lost their will to fight, and his voice spread in all directions:

"The leader of the God Clan has been killed!"

"Those who surrender, accept the puppet's restraints and live!"

"Those who rebel will be destroyed!"

The voice fell, like the final pardon and judgment.

The diehard Protoss who resisted stubbornly were quickly melted like ice and snow in the sun under the torrent-like offensive of the Earth Alliance.

Ning Feng's words were like the final decree of law, echoing over the silent sky of Central Shenzhou.