I became the Great Old One

"Vulnerable!"

Anglaron stepped into the city and waved away the debris in front of him.

The monsters on the ice field followed Anglaron, arranged neatly and without making any sound as they marched, like an elite army.

Just like Anglaron said.

Crutynes' resistance does not mean much. As long as Anglaron is still there, the strength of this army can be guaranteed.

It's just a little trouble encountered on the road of conquest and destruction. No matter what, the final victory will not change. After all, mortals cannot understand the power and power of gods.

Anglaron thought so in his heart.

Then…

His footsteps stopped and he focused on the tall figure holding a long knife standing in the ruins.

"Angralon!"

Donius stared intensely into the eyes of the monster in front of him. He spoke word by word, and at the same time, he slowly pulled out the dragon-slaying sword from its sheath, making a hoarse metal friction sound.

His temperature was high and his breathing was slightly short.

This is a cold ice field, but Dones's upper body is simply covered with a dirty black cloak.

The ice and snow fell on Dones's scarred body, melted in an instant, and then turned into wisps of mist, which was evaporated in the scorching heat and disappeared without a trace.

Dones is already trying his best to rush towards the battlefield.

Three whole days.

He ran without stopping, crossing a small half of the eastern continent, and arrived at Winterland City.

It is a pity that it seems that Dones is still a step too late. He can only watch Crutynes ​​die under the monster's merciless claws outside the city.

"You won't set foot in this city."

Facing an unprecedentedly powerful enemy, Dones gradually calmed down. His eyes became colder than the surrounding ice and snow, and blood-red killing intent danced on the blade of the dragon-slaying sword.

"This will be your grave." Donez's look and tone seemed to be declaring an established fact.

"It would be great if your strength was as good as your ability to irritate me." Anglaron said.

Uh-huh!

in the next moment.

Anglaron's body suddenly disappeared from the wind and snow in the sky.

His body is huge and strong, but he carries an unnatural sensitivity. Even the most elite warriors in the Dragonborn Dynasty cannot see Anglaron's movements clearly.

Cordonius is different.

When he awakened to supersensibility, Dones had already stepped beyond the limits of human beings and entered the realm of God.

Boom!

A heavy fist carrying huge power fell in the middle of the city. The hard ground was instantly torn apart. Countless twisted cracks spread in all directions. Thick and brutal buildings were forcefully blown into the air, and the roaring hurricane swept across. Pass.

This was Anglaron's angry blow, showing no mercy.

However, there was no hit!

Anglaron was surprised to discover this. The moment he punched, Donez's figure had disappeared from Anglaron's sight.

"Where is that guy!?"

"Where on earth!?"

Surprise, anger, and even fear...all kinds of thoughts condensed in Anglaron's heart, and finally turned into a destructive force like a volcanic eruption.

"Behind!" Anglaron roared: "Death!"

Boom!

He turned around and punched another punch behind him.

The invisible air, blessed by the powerful power of the Son of Death, instantly became viscous like jelly colloid, rising into the sky under the huge momentum. Clearly visible cloud rings appeared in the mid-air, and the thick clouds flowing in the high sky The lead cloud was instantly penetrated, leaving a huge hole that could not be healed in a short time.

However, the powerful and heavy blow still failed to hit his opponent.

Mid-air.

Dones, who had been unable to dodge, stepped forcefully in mid-air, and his amazing explosive force condensed the air together, turning it into a platform as hard as steel.

The force of the counter-shock lifted Donez's body into the sky, and then landed on Anglaron's thick arm.

"cut!"

Grania's long knife stabbed hard into the middle of the arm.

Arc-shaped scars appeared on it, and blood spurted out from the torn muscles and blood vessels.

"It hurts!"

Anglaron screamed.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, his voice suddenly stopped.

Dones appeared on Anglaron's shoulder, and the dragon-slaying knife penetrated into the monster's mouth along the gap between the sharp teeth, cutting off the huge tongue at the root.

The thick blood suddenly gushes out of the monster's throat like a fountain, with gurgling bubbles, and at the same time drowns out Anglaron's voice.

"roar!"

At this time, Anglaron could only make vague sounds.

He reached out and slapped his cheek hard. But Dones had anticipated it and jumped to the side to dodge in advance. With a loud bang, Anglaron's tall body was knocked down by his own strength, staggering and falling to the ground like a jade pillar pushing down a mountain of gold.

"call!"

Donez fell to the ground.

His legs went weak and he almost fell down.

He was breathing rapidly, and his skin was all red. Thick blood gurgled from Dones's facial features, making him look as fierce and terrifying as a ghost or god Shura.

Three days and three nights of running, coupled with the violent explosion at this moment. Donez felt exhausted.

Even worse.

Anglaron is a true demigod.

Its physique and strength are much stronger than Dones. Even if the powerful and heavy attack does not fall directly on Dones, the shock wave it generates is enough to sweep across the entire city and inflict damage to Dones. Cause harm.

Dones could clearly feel that there were signs of fragmentation on the surface of his internal organs.

Blood gushes out of the wound uncontrollably.

If it weren't for the fact that after tempering his bloodline, he had acquired a physique that far surpassed that of a dragonborn, Anglaron's punch from the sky alone would have been enough to knock Dones to the ground.

"Now is not the time to fall down."

Donez said.

He took another deep breath, closed his eyes, and then opened them again. The phantom in front of him dissipated slightly.

Donez's muscles tensed, knowing that this was his last blow.

Flames instantly covered his body.

Dones' figure flickered, disappeared from the spot, and then appeared in the middle of the monster's chest. He held the knife in both hands, raised it high, and then used all his strength to slash it down.

"Monster! Witness the power of mortals!"

Donius roared, and he saw unconcealable fear in Anglaron's pupils that reflected the blazing fire.