Chapter 648 In the next life, we will still be brother and sister!

The cosmic battlefield is too big.

Ninety percent of the multiverse collapsed here, and a large area of ​​space beyond the divine realm was also destroyed here.

The intersection of the two super universes is a huge land of death, which is larger than the multiverse or the divine realm in terms of size.

In this land of death, time is broken into disordered fragments, space is broken everywhere, dimensions are changing all the time, and various rule fragments are floating around at will.

Chaos is the main theme here.

It is such a chaotic and vast battlefield, but it seems a bit crowded at this moment!

In every corner of the battlefield, countless space gates bloom, and endless cartographers or gods emerge from them.

They are completely tireless, regardless of casualties, and only aim to kill the enemy. The wreckage fills the void.

Of course, there are also "empty" places on the battlefield, but these places are even more dangerous.

...

"Captain Britain!" The void was broken, and an ivory king in silver armor suddenly descended on the battlefield and blocked Captain Britain Brian.

He has a strange face, which looks like a human with leukemia, except that the color has turned blue. He also has a third eye on his forehead, which looks weird and terrifying.

Brian held the sword in the stone in his hand, stood on the spot, staring at the enemy with his eyes, and his mind was highly concentrated.

The gods who had gathered around him quickly evacuated, leaving the battlefield to the two of them, and the cartographer who was confronting them was also making the same reaction.

Neither of them moved, quietly waiting for the evacuation of the "cannon fodder" of both sides, which was considered a more civilized behavior on the battlefield.

"Captain Britain!" After the cartographer and the gods withdrew hundreds of miles away, the Ivory King spoke again, "My tribe transcends everything and is destined to conquer everything. Why do you still make unnecessary resistance? Wouldn't it be better to join my tribe and transcend together?"

"How to join? Eaten by you?" Brian sneered. He was already a "veteran", how could he be bluffed by the other party's words? He raised the sword in the stone high and declared war on the Ivory King.

The Ivory King shook his head in disdain, mobilized his energy, and the silver armor on his chest began to emit orange light, and the battle was about to start.

"Mercy!" Brian suddenly swung his sword and shouted, and the inexplicable wave shot out through the sword in the stone and hit the enemy. The originally cold-blooded enemy suddenly had a human expression on his face, and his eyes flashed with the light of mercy. He couldn't help but put down the butcher knife in his hand.

"Swish!" A sharp energy blade cut through the void, and Psylocke broke through the air and attacked, cutting off the enemy's head with one knife.

However, the battle was far from over. The decapitated enemy was not dead. The sudden severe pain made him regain consciousness and get rid of Brian's magic control. His eyes were fierce, his head suddenly exploded, and his headless body teleported to Psylocke's side and hugged her tightly.

Psylocke was shocked. She was promoted to the British captain during the truce. This was her first time to truly face the Beyond Gods. The enemy's ferocity and tenacity far exceeded her imagination.

Before she could make an effective counterattack, the headless corpse suddenly burst into dazzling white light, and terrifying energy waves gathered in front of his chest. He was going to self-destruct!

"Sacrifice!" Brian shouted, and the sword in the stone sprinkled golden light to protect himself, and then suddenly disappeared, exchanging positions with Psylocke.

Psylocke was at a loss, not understanding why she suddenly escaped from the shadow of death.

"Boom!" The huge explosion woke up Psylocke. She hurriedly set up an energy shield and barely blocked the aftermath of the explosion, but her body was pushed hundreds of miles away by the aftermath.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, Psylocke had already understood the whole story. Her pretty face was pale, her eyes were red, and she kept crossing the space and rushed straight to the center of the explosion, muttering, "Brian... I'm sorry... Don't die... I'm sorry..."

But where is the figure? This explosion emptied the space within a radius of hundreds of miles. Whether it was space cracks or time faults, they were all wiped out by the explosion. The cartographers and the Celestials who were close to it were also turned into dust in the explosion, leaving nothing behind.

"No!" Psylocke screamed in despair, her eyes were blank, the sword in her hand fell into the void, the energy blade faded, she fell to the ground powerlessly, crying softly.

"Cough cough..." There was a sudden cough in the void, followed by a figure falling from the void, and behind him, there was a certain dimensional magic power.

"Brian!" Psylocke screamed, ran over and hugged the figure tightly, crying.

Brian's face was dark, the British captain's uniform on his body was tattered, and blood was oozing from every inch of his skin. Seeing Psylocke, he also breathed a sigh of relief, waved the sword in the stone, communicated with the energy matrix, and the injuries on his body began to recover visibly.

"This is our opponent, the Ivory King. They are the most ferocious enemies. Even if they die, they want to bite a piece of meat off us! You must be careful. I may not be able to save you next time, sister."

"Yes, sister!" Seeing that Brian was safe and sound, Psylocke returned to her nature, but her expression became more cautious, and her eyes were as sharp as an eagle, "There will be no next time!"

Their battle was just a small microcosm of the battlefield.

Millions of British captains were scattered in various corners of the universe battlefield to block the invading Ivory King.

Every minute and every second, there were enemies self-destructing, and there were also British captains falling, but they still rushed forward without hesitation, blocking the front of the battlefield with their seven-foot bodies!

...

Above the battlefield, in a hidden dimension, the God of Stories held a book with a blank expression, observing the battlefield situation while recording something in the book.

Beside him stood a wizard in a blue robe, with white hair and beard, wrinkles all over his face, and wisdom flashing in his eyes.

"The enemy is crazy, crazier than any time before." The old wizard's eyes passed through layers of space and took in the entire battlefield. After a while, he retracted his gaze and looked at the God of Stories, "Can your plan really succeed?"

"Of course!" The God of Stories replied confidently without looking back, "Otherwise, why are they so crazy?"

"That's right." The old wizard nodded and confirmed his statement, "What about him? How long will it take to complete the fusion?"

"Soon, the fusion won't take long, the key is hiding."

"Hide, that's right." The old wizard's eyes flashed with wisdom, "I roughly know who he is."

The God of Stories glanced at him, "Don't tell it."

"Eric Plan" is a plan circulated in a small circle by Death, the God of Stories and others. Except for their core members, almost no one knows who "he" is. Even the old wizard guessed it after gathering intelligence with his own wisdom.

The God of Stories suddenly frowned, "No!"

"What?"

"Number! The number is wrong! The number of Ivory Kings they sent out to fight is already 30% more than last time." The God of Stories paused, "According to this trend, the number of Ivory Kings must be at least three times more than last time!"

"Three times?" The old wizard frowned, "Are you sure they are not resurrected?"

The real difficulty of the Transcendent Gods is not their strong strength, but their rogue-like infinite resurrection. As long as the origin returns to the Transcendent God Realm, they can be resurrected intact after a period of time. During the war, as long as enough price is paid, the resurrection time can be greatly shortened.

"It's not them, it's the new Ivory King!" The God of Stories suddenly turned around and stared at the old wizard, "Merlin, how many Captain Britains are left? Throw them all in!"

Merlin shrank his neck and smiled bitterly, "Not many, the rest are just boy scouts who have never been on the battlefield. Just like that Psylocke, they can't do anything on the field."

"Is that so." The God of Stories stroked his chin, thought for a moment, and seemed to have made up his mind, "Let the gods go on the field, and your War Fortress, go!"

Merlin was stunned and frowned, "Are you sure? This is just the beginning..."

Merlin had no objection to the gods going on the field. In such a large-scale battle, the scattered gods could not play any role at all. Since the restart of the universe, the protagonists of this war are the Celestials and the Captain Britain Legion.

But the War Fortress has to go on too? That is to respond to the super war machine built by the Ivory King. Now that the Ivory King has not appeared yet, they push the War Fortress up. Is it appropriate?

"Go!" The God of Stories waved his hand and said firmly, "Push the Builder's battle platform up as well!"

"Okay!" Seeing that he was so persistent, Merlin said no more, stepped back, and the magic light flashed and disappeared.

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Psylocke is a natural warrior. Her years of mercenary career have trained her to have a keen fighting instinct.

The previous mistakes were only caused by the expansion of power in a short period of time and the carelessness caused by unfamiliarity with the enemy. After realizing the ferocity of the enemy, she quickly adjusted her mentality and raised her combat effectiveness to the peak. She cooperated with Brian to advance left and right on the battlefield, and specifically attacked the lone Ivory King, striving to kill him with one blow.

However, their combination soon attracted the attention of the Beyond Gods. The four Ivory Kings used a seriously injured Ivory King as bait and set up a simple trap near them, easily luring the two who were killing into the trap.

Four Ivory Kings versus two British captains, an almost unsolvable desperate situation.

The two used their skillful cooperation to break through the siege, but they were always blocked by the Ivory King who also cooperated tacitly.

"Brian, why don't they kill us?" Psylocke panted, her uniform tattered, and stood back to back with Brian.

Brian was equally miserable, but he remained calm. His sharp eyes swept across the battlefield, and he could not help but close his eyes in despair, "Besiege and attack the reinforcements! They want to use us as bait, look! Another enemy is coming."

Psylocke's face was livid, and her eyes were fierce, "Brother, self-destruct!"

Brian was stunned, and then showed a bright smile, "Sister, you are finally willing to call me brother."

"In the next life, we will still be brother and sister!"

"Okay!"