"What if...... Stab it down...... I can incarnate for that......"

"Then stab!"

The priest suddenly let out a high-pitched roar, closed his eyes as if he were sacrificing himself to God, and stabbed Elena's nail into the heart.

"Alexander Andrewson!!"

Accardo pulled the trigger at Angel Dust with one of Walter's arms torn off, and a shiny silver bullet roared out of Jackal and pierced through Andrewson's skull.

Despite this, there was not a trace of joy in the heart of the King of Monsters. Because he sensed that "Alexander Andrewson" was dead, the monster of God slowly opened its eyes in that shell.

It's late.

"You ...... You guys ......."

The monster king's beautiful face was contorted with rage, she gritted her teeth to repel the annoying white werewolf, her broken arm quickly repaired, and Accardo kicked Caskal who fell to the ground, grabbing the silver pistol and pulling the trigger frantically on all enemies.

"It's like this for one or two......"

The demon-destroying silver bullet embedded deep in the werewolf's muscles made a burning sound, causing him to retreat some distance. The Grim Reaper, aided by Grapnir, easily stopped the menacing silver bullet, and Wang Yu smiled slightly, allowing the bullet to hit his chest and fall to the ground weakly.

And the skulls shattered in the dust of angels...... A sword slashed the silver bullet in two, and what Andrewson had once had been his head had now become a monstrous creature of countless thorns, each with a sword attached to its end. Wielding the thorns indiscriminately, it almost involved the nearest Wang Yu.

The demon slid nearly ten meters away with a light step, his eyes narrowed and he smiled expectantly.

"Do you want to be a monster so much...... Will you become a bloodless and tearless monster?!!!!"

Wang Yu ignored the hysterical king of monsters, who had originally planned to let Andrewson leave the scene, but for some reason he had the idea of observing the monster of the gods, and threw Elena's holy nail next to Andrewson's voice on a whim, and the priest did not disappoint him, I wonder if it was the power of faith that made him pick up the iron nail and become a god's lackey without a mind.

Oh yes, pursuing a chaotic nature. Wang Hao thought in his heart. The nature of the devil, or the nature that has been hidden in my heart for a long time, has been suppressed by the environment in the past.

But who cares about such a trivial matter? With so many powerful monsters fighting together, wouldn't it be better if such a rare and delicious appetizer could be served with a rich sauce? Pepper tastes much better than peppercorns after grinding into powder, I just gave him back the grinder that belonged to Andrewson.

So now...... It's time to taste!

Wang Yu suddenly raised Gangnir in his left hand, and the scarlet thunder snake with the thickness of three buckets locked onto the King of Monsters, Werewolves, and Death. The demons, who are more and more comfortable with Gangenir's operation, compress their power, and now the liberation is much more slender than the previous bus-sized thunder, but the power has increased exponentially!

The young man's right hand sword swung out and cut off the thorns that attacked him, and then, Wang Yu took a deep breath -

"Boom !!!!"

The blood-colored dragon's breath that burned the financial iron erupted into a fan shape centered on Wang Yu, and the blood flames that burned the life force burned fiercely on the thorns with the endless life force given by the gods, and the thorns between flesh and plants emitted a foul stench of burnt paste, and the monster that Andrewson turned into let out a hoarse roar, as if angry at his injury.

The trio, who did not know the characteristics of Gangenir, dodged one after another, but were entangled by the Razer in hot pursuit. Accardo was worried that this only form would be destroyed, and that the Grim Reaper's body was not outstanding among vampires, and that werewolves simply hated the strange smell of ozone generated by the demonic thunder electrolysis of air.

Wang Hao stared at the God Monster, whose IQ had dropped much compared to Father Andrewson, and sneered softly.

Scold...... And that's not all!

Wang Yu took a deep breath again-

Black Ice Dragon's Breath!

The cone-shaped pitch-black ice mist covered the entire monster of the gods, even the extremely hot and cold conflicts within the range of "common sense" would make the metal crack, not to mention the collision of the dragon's breath belonging to the high "mysterious", the body of the monster of the gods suddenly exploded in a loud noise, turning into countless fragments scattered on the ground.

But Wang Yu did not show joy, but frowned. Now, his instincts, which were no less than the Knight King's battle instincts, told him that the monster of the gods was safe and sound.

The diametrically opposed two spitting weapons are barely one of Wang Hui's hole cards, Wang Hui, who is a cold demon, can use the blood flame dragon breath with evil and fire attributes because of the ancient dragon bloodline, these two dragon breaths are both killing moves that can instantly destroy a small and medium-sized city, although it is necessary to discount it because the body is not in the form of a dragon at the moment, but it can be compressed by Wang Yu in a short period of more than ten meters, which will only make the power more massive due to condensation. The dragon breath technique under the legendary mage's super magic technique is still very different from Wang Yu's breath, and Andrewson, who turned into a monster, survived so easily...... It's amazing.

"Interesting, God's monster...... Sure enough, it didn't disappoint us. ”

The King of Monsters, who had been split half by the thunder, trembled, ignoring the entangled Grim Reaper and the werewolves on the side, gritting her teeth and striding towards Wang Hao's battlefield.

The thorny flesh on the ground trembled, attracting and gathering together like magnets, piling up into a roughly humanoid twisted creature, the thorn-twisted hands and feet ending in scattered branches, each with a sword of cold light wrapped around it.

What should have been the head was like a blooming flower, except that each petal was replaced by thorns covered with spikes. Out of nowhere, the monster let out a high-pitched, shrill scream, and the thorns swept away everyone present.

The blood beside Accardo rose from the ground and cut through the thorns, and Wang Yu tilted his head, his burly body fluctuating like a frame-skipping picture. The sword passed through the body without a trace of blood flowing out, as if it was only a phantom.

Advanced flash technique, although the talent in the seven yao elemental magic taught by Patchouli is only mediocre, but the magic net system is unexpectedly quite suitable for Wang Yu, although it is not commonly used, but his current spell attainment has long crossed the threshold of legends, and even among legendary mages, he is considered to be the best.

"Mr. Andrewson, your current posture reminds me of an old man......"

The deceased, the deceased.

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