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Somewhere on a battlefield.

Blood clan Norwin and demon clan Luther are fighting the Dragon King's first cadre hand in hand.

No, it may be a bit far-fetched to say hand in hand.

Norwin rushed forward, his hands and feet were broken, and he flew back at a faster speed.

He rushed out again with the blood sword.

The enemy broke his weapon, inserted it into his body, and then kicked him away.

This time Norwin hid in the sea of ​​blood, waiting for an opportunity to act.

But he was locked by the enemy's dragon eyes, and broke through the sea of ​​blood directly.

Part of his body was beaten into blood mist, which took half a day to condense into shape.

And his companion Luther was still standing in the distance, constantly releasing long-range attacks to interfere.

Norwin was furious, "Where are you? Let me fight alone in close combat, how can I beat you? Can't you get closer?"

Luther was also helpless.

"Before, when we fought together, it was always easy to interfere with each other. Anyway, we couldn't hold on for a few moves. What's the difference between one person or two people."

Norwin was torn to pieces by the dragon claws again.

Before he could gather his body, he started to curse.

"The opponent is the strongest cadre except the Dragon King, and I am fighting alone. Besides, we interfered with each other before. It's not that you are always timid, leading people to my side, and fighting is also restricted."

Luther explained patiently.

"Look, we each have our own strengths. Although I am better than you in close combat, the opponent is so powerful, your blood clan body is more useful, and I will die if I am seriously injured. Don't worry, I see that his face is black, which means that the curse is about to take effect."

Norwen's face turned black.

It is normal for people who cultivate the power of death to have black spots on their faces.

Now he is about to be cursed by this pig teammate.

However.

Although the situation maintained by the two was one-sided, they at least delayed this strong man.

Luther's curse and powerful magic are actually useful.

The ghost Sam not far away.

He dealt with the second cadre Owen alone, and the situation was much better.

The ghost body made him extremely immune to the power of death.

Owen's close combat was not enough to crush him.

Although Sam could not win, he had no problem delaying time.

As the three fought, they inadvertently had an idea.

Where is the other cadre of the Dragon King? If that person comes, how can they resist?

Just as they were thinking, they saw a beam of light rising into the sky.

Soon, Hagen rushed over.

The three people's expressions froze, and Luther reacted the fastest.

He was originally at the edge of the battlefield and evacuated immediately.

"Nowen, my opponent is here, you can deal with the rest by yourself, don't worry, my curse power has penetrated into his body."

Nowen was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

He was already next to the enemy and couldn't leave at all.

But he changed his mind.

No, is this different from before? It seems to be similar.

Helplessly, he sacrificed himself to continue to resist.

Luther was not used to the absence of the vanguard.

He was about to stop Hagen, but because of negligence, he was rushed by him.

Hagen's target was behind him.

Over there was... Nowen!

Could it be that they wanted to unite to deal with them?

Luther hurriedly shouted: "Nowen, be careful behind you."

Nowen looked back and his eyes almost popped out.

One person was not enough, and he was asked to fight two.

Although his self-healing ability was strong, he was not immortal.

He looked up at the sky and sighed deeply.

If there was an afterlife, he would never team up with the demons again.

But after waiting for a long time, he did not feel the approach of death.

Because Hagen's target was not him, but the first cadre in front of him.

In Nowen's stunned eyes.

Hagen fiercely stabbed his arm into his colleague's stomach.

The emerald green poison spread from his body.

"This punch is my return to you. Remember the poison from before? If it attacks together with this one, even you will not be able to bear it."

Unexpectedly, the person who came was actually a teammate.

He returned half of the opponent's combat power.

Norman almost shed tears.

This is a normal teammate. What was that thing that almost killed him before?

After hearing Hagen's explanation, he chose to believe it directly.

Life-saving grace, why doubt it.

Their combat power surged, and they were about to deal with the enemy.

A terrifying breath came, and the giant body swept through the tribe's territory.

Affected by the battles of the kings.

Even if they were at the same upper level, they could only try their best to resist.

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Selina gently retracted her feet and clenched her fists.

She kicked the ground and bounced out.

The dazzling magic light drew a stream of colors behind her, crushing all the flying black magic.

In just a moment, she arrived in front of the Dragon King and drewTwo blue swords slashed forward.

The Dragon King raised his arms covered with dragon scales to block, or punched the sword spine with his fists to deviate its trajectory.

Demonstrating extremely strong defense and rich combat experience.

The blue light from the sword tip sparked on the dragon scales, and every sword dance left a white mark.

Such damage is simply not as fast as the speed of dragon scales healing.

Selina was not discouraged.

The sword in her hand became heavier and heavier, driving her body to rotate at high speed.

The beautiful blue hair fluttered in the collision.

The fierce sword strikes generated by continuous acceleration were so fast that they almost disappeared.

It was a sword dance like a frenzy.

"Keng!"

The violently expanding blue light made the Dragon King stagger.

Selina looked down from above, raised the sword, and smashed it down at the Dragon King in one breath.

The Dragon King's body was unstable and was thrown away by the huge force.

"Well done."

Seeing that the Phantom King had gained the upper hand in the explosive offensive and defensive battle, Wolf King Gern arrived on the wind.

After he finished speaking, he began to run in the void.

Faster than the speed at which the Dragon King flew out, he swung his wolf claws at the dragon that had not yet landed.

The green claw marks that became substantial cut through the space and completely tore the dragon scales with amazing defensive power.

With the second acceleration, the Dragon King fell into the ground.

The hideous claw marks left cracks on the ground.

This is not over yet.

Lucytia raised her hand gently.

Layers of overlapping magic circles appeared right above the pit.

Accumulating magic power, the dazzling light dyed the surroundings golden.

An aurora was like a judgment.

It fell from the sky, engulfing and destroying everything on the ground.

When the vision was restored, there was only a huge pit in front of him.

The surroundings were like ruins, and it was impossible to tell that this was the territory of the top clan in the demon world.

Gunn grinned, "Raise your hand to cast super-level magic, who are you?"

He considered himself.

Although the magic just now was not fatal, it would definitely not be pleasant.

Lucitia did not reply, but was paying attention to the situation on Ray's side.

Just now, the God of Death used his power.

Chloro made the Demonic Hell Dragon Clan become like this without using that method.

What would happen if he used it?

This was their first time to subdue the evil god, just an attempt.

She didn't know if it would succeed.

Without full confidence, Lucitia could not appear in front of the evil god at will, otherwise other gods would know that she had left the dungeon.

This was also the reason why she did not act with Ray the first time.

Although she and Ray thought of a way to succeed.

But that was a god after all, it would not be so easy to succeed.