The silver light shone in everyone's field of vision, and the entire swaying dark sky was completely lit up at this moment, and the pain cry of the ancient gods exploded in everyone's minds, so that the defense line that was on the verge of collapse before was stabilized at this moment, and the silver "ocean" covered the ground, and quickly "flowed" towards the lake where the ancient gods were, and everything everywhere they went, was ruthlessly swallowed.

Whether it's the tentacles that pierce the ground, or the dark magic that shoots wildly, or even the ground, the ground covered with the black blood of Yugsaron is covered, torn, and shattered!

Those silver spirits have been linked to Dick's existence, and if Dick doesn't die, they won't die!

They were armed with silver-filled weapons, slashing everything in their path, Yugsaron's tentacles were just raised, dozens of heroic spirits jumped on the top of the tentacles, the sharp bone spurs and terrifying suckers could not stop all this, the sharp weapons and existential order smashed the diffuse chaos back at this moment!

It's like a heavy hammer after charging, no matter what is in front of you, just push it over and stop everything.

Yugsaron's roar made the air of the entire cage tremble, and the chaotic aura mixed in it was like a wave of storms, but in the ever-expanding realm of order, this chaos was weakened to an acceptable level.

If the Angel of Order wants to confront Yugsaron head-on, he may be at a disadvantage, but if he only maintains the Order Enchantment, the power of his whole body will definitely not collapse in an instant, for the Angel of Order, he is essentially the same as Yugsaron, and has stepped into the level of a transcendent creature.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that Dick hadn't fully mastered the Angel of Order incarnation, otherwise even if he collided head-on with Yugsaron, the paladin wouldn't necessarily lose, he and the Old Gods were completely two extremes, agility and strength, order and chaos.

From the moment he was born, he was there to execute everything in front of him and everything that hindered the existence of order.

"Whew!"

Yugsaron, who was still frantically whipping the tentacles like an angry demon god just now, can only defend with difficulty at this moment, not that it can't attack, every swing of the tentacles can defeat the silver light flow in front of him, but their number will never decrease.

No matter how many casualties there are in Hylagar in the Shadow Country, as long as the rules of the Shadow Country are still there, as long as the half-plane is still there, those rebellious Heroic Spirits of Hela will never die, and the same is true of the Heroic Legion in front of them, the existence of the Angels of Order is their Shadow Country, as long as the angels do not die, they can be infinitely resurrected through the order of existence.

They have become part of the Angels of Order, part of what makes Dick who he is!

When life is not dead, the fist never stops attacking!

"Hahaha! That's it!"

Heimdall, whose whole body was covered with dark blood, looked up, and the endless Heroic Spirit wrapped him in it, as if he had returned to the Immortal Legion in Wallagarh, he was no longer alone, the power of order filled his body around him, he had already turned into a Heroic Soul and raised his bloodstained fists, wrapping the golden anger in his fists, rushing forward, short, punching!

"Bang"

The dark tentacles that were more than 30 meters long were brutally smashed by a huge force at this moment, and the black flesh and blood flew sideways, the heroic spirit did not stop attacking, but reached out from the ground and picked up the remains left after the explosion of the Flame King Kong, like carrying a twisted metal spear, he followed the silver stream of light and kept moving forward, the heavy steel became the craziest siege weapon in his hands, he only needed to sweep and sweep, and then sweep, everything in the way was so cleared.

The fanatical warriors didn't even need to look back to feel the power of order coming from the space behind them, and as long as the silver banner didn't fall, they wouldn't lose this battle!

The silent Heroic Spirits followed behind the charging Heimdall, and in the face of the tentacles attacking from all directions, they did not dodge, but stabbed the weapons in their hands into the dark flesh in front of them before being hit, so that an attack full of the power of order may not hurt Yugsaron once, but when its number reaches tens of thousands in a very short time, even the old gods have to retreat under such an attack.

This is the true meaning of the Legion of the Immortals, to transform the strength of a person into the power of a legion, and when the quality cannot defeat the opponent, it will reproduce the extreme advantage of quantity, no matter how many tentacles the ancient gods have, it is impossible to have more than the number of Heroic Spirits!

This tactic has a not-so-nice name, but you have to admit that it often works.

The explosion of the Angel of Order once again bought time for the precarious battlefield, in the two consecutive waves of mental crushing just now, Nozdorm, who was injured for the first time, moved his body and let himself walk down from the depression of the wall of the cage, the Lord of Time had not suffered such an injury for a long time, but on the battlefield where Order had regained the upper hand, he did not hesitate to expand the light of victory that had appeared again.

The yellowish magic of time kept beating on the battlefield, and with the time authority of Nozdorm, the wounded and defeated companions, Thorim, whose body was pierced, and Hodir who was smashed into the lake, as well as Ysera and Alexstasa, who had passed out, stood up again in the beating of yellowish time.

"Attack! He won't last long!"

The weak voice of the King of Time sounded in everyone's ears, and the continuous reciprocating cycle on his shoulder, like the inexhaustible sand of time, was left in the hourglass, which meant that Nozdorm in this timeline had squeezed out the last trace of his strength, and this was also the last chance for everyone, everyone who participated in the war, to turn defeat into victory.

The Red Dragon Queen and the Blue Dragon King flew into the sky for the first time, spraying the scorching dragon breath and crazy and irritable magic on the battlefield, allowing the silver light flow composed of heroic spirits to continuously squeeze the existence space of the dark chaos, as if the two armies were facing each other, constantly defeating and killing the side that belonged to the dark chaos.

But that's not the way to victory! The existence of the Old Gods is so strange that even if they settle the physical existence, they will have to face their more crazy souls, and luckily, Dick had everything ready before the war began.

Mimiron quickly ran to the Angel of Order, who maintained the existence of the Valhalla, lifted the gray rune pocket that had been hanging by Dick from the ground beneath his feet, and threw it into the sky.

"Torrim, catch it!"

"Huh"

Blue thunder and lightning jumped in the air, and in the next moment, appeared next to the gray rune bag, Torim, who wore a lightning crown, with one hand struck a web of thunder and lightning that was constantly splitting and flowing like an electric snake, and blasted out a crack in the tentacles that overlapped in front of him to form a flesh and blood wall, and with the other hand held the bag in his hand, his voice was as low as thunder,

"What is this? Mimiron?"

"Throw it into Yugsaron's stomach!

The Mechanical Guardian shouted, "That's the thing that will allow us to kill it, anyway, throw it in!"

Torim didn't ask any more questions, and a blue thunderbolt jumped into the space where silver light and chaos were constantly fighting, but the thunder of Thorim's incarnation continued to move forward, but it was stopped by tentacles and chaos, and in the case that the unstoppable silver light flow had already made Yugsaron's advantage extremely fragile, it was naturally impossible for the old god to let a guardian who could cause serious damage to it come close to it.

The Umir warhammer in Thorim's hand shone with a thunderous light, like a sharp sword, cutting most of the layers of tentacles in half, but even so, in front of Yugsaron, who began to defend with all his might, he could not break through that defense in a short time!

"Open the gap for me!"

Torim's voice spread throughout the audience, and in the next second, the scorching dragon fire, the extreme cold frost, and the crazy magic breath were mixed together, smashing on the flesh and blood wall in front of him, more than a hundred tentacles were smashed in this blow, and a flesh wound appeared in front of Thorim with the roar of Yugsaron, but at the moment when the god of thunder was about to jump into it, the familiar energy fluctuations exploded again with the wriggling of the tentacle wall in front of him.

"Be careful!"

Ysera's warning made everyone hold up the energy barrier in front of them at this moment, Yugsaron's malicious roar once again spread throughout the audience, the sound of chaos sounded in everyone's hearts, Torim's body was also repelled by the substantial sound wave, and even worse, the gray cloth bag in his hand was hit by the sound, and the runes on it flashed wildly, and then it was completely torn open at this moment like an overload.

The bronze warhammer inside slipped from the cloth bag and fell to the ground, where it was picked up by Heimdall who jumped up, but the next moment, a black tentacle tied him from behind the Heroic Spirit, and then threw it into the sky, Heimdall's body struggled in the air, but he had no ability to fly, so he could only desperately grab the inconspicuous warhammer in his hand and fall downward.

Underneath him, the ancient god's intertwined teeth, swirling open terrifying jaws, and circles of barbs so sharp that they made people's scalps tingle, like a moving meat grinder, even though the dragon kings had rushed towards the fallen heroic spirit with the fastest speed, but under the crushing spirit of Yugsaron, no one could save him.

"Whew, the first to die, you're next!"

"Poof"

At the moment when Heimdall fell into the mouth of the old god, the silver legion that had been squeezing the tentacle existence space also quietly disappeared, like a rain of light seeping into the earth, the silver stream of light quickly retracted in the direction it came from, Dick, who maintained the state of an angel of order, withdrew from the angelic state at this moment, his body shook, and then Mimiron held his arm, his face was extremely pale, as if he was really exhausted.

The silver sky that had been fighting against the dark chamber returned to thick darkness at this moment, and in Mimiron's shout, all the guardians and dragon kings who were still attacking also returned to Dick's body, and the paladin was on the sword of order, and he looked up at the old god in front of him who had reopened his tentacles, and after losing the suppression of the Immortal Legion, this old god seemed to be in control again,

The thick, circle-by-ring tentacles that protected the body of the ancient god opened outwards little by little, like a flower of evil blooming in the darkness, revealing the shell that had been riddled with holes, and on top of that shell, the scar that had almost cut it in half was so shocking, and the pierced wounds made Yugsaron look extremely miserable.

In fact, it is

"Oh, it's a shame, you almost beat me, little creatures"

A gloomy voice sounded in the center of the hall, in everyone's heart, "You almost did what even the Titans couldn't do, but unfortunately you still lost, I have to say, your tenacity really surprised me but Chaos still had the last laugh, Ulduar is mine!"

"No, you're rejoicing too soon. ”

The paladin raised his head suddenly, there was still a weakness on his face that could not be concealed, but his eyes were like a raging fire, the authority of the Great Guardian was completely opened at this moment, and the whole Ulduar was like a whimpering beast, in the mountains of the distant storm cliffs, the creator engine that had been forcibly shut down burst into light at this moment, and the energy cycle of the prison established by the Titans was reopened.

The energy source that supplied the entire Ulduar was rapidly overloaded at Dick's command, and it was like a raging dragon, scurrying back and forth in the pipes of the Titan's energy, and it was in dire need of a gap to keep the fully activated energy out.

In Dick's vision, a green point of light began to shine in the center of the chaotic darkness in front of him, like a sign of energy transmission, and his left hand suddenly clenched into a fist at this moment.

"Didn't Cthun's death teach you a lesson?

"Boom"