“！ ￥！！？ Anatheron suddenly took a cautious step back, looked at Benny in amazement, and said a demonic language that no one understood. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Yes, the forces of order." Benny seemed to understand the Dreadlord's words. "But I prefer to call it the 'power of the guardians', it is the origin of everything in the worlds, the truth of this world, what you believe in is misinterpreted, even your existence, you are only a by-product of the birth of life, a virus of this world."

"Don't be ashamed!!" Anatheron roared. "Even the Titans can't escape the fate of destruction, what you believe in has long been wiped out by the Burning Legion, the Pantheon is gone, you have only gained a trace of the power of the Titans, like those fragile and vulnerable guardians! Will you keep your ridiculous faith when I drain your soul and let you suffer eternal torment in the cold void? ”

"You know, what's the fastest?" Benny asked with a sudden smile, and he disappeared into Annetheron's eyes, his remnants smiling as they distorted.

"It's light." The voice rang out behind Anatheron, and the countless battles had made his movements instinctive, the pitch-black mist swirling up, the evil energy gushing out of the flesh wings, and the huge claws swung through, only to tear the air and make an unpleasant screech.

"Light is the beginning of all things, and the birth of demons is no exception." Benny stood there as if he hadn't moved. "Countless energies have collided into life and soul in countless accidents, and the soul is the bond that maintains these countless energies, but as long as I ignite the fragments of light remaining in your body, it will suppress other energies and collide with the evil energy in your body, and the soul cannot reconcile this fierce collision, and then ------- bang!"

"Did the power of the Titans break your brain?" Annatheron let out a low chuckle. "A Titan who is dying, do you think you can rely on the power he gave you to defeat me?"

"You know very well that what I said is right, you know the origin of the world, not to mention that you are a master who uses the power of darkness, and I don't need to teach you the truth of light and darkness, right? The light that is extinguished is darkness, so what about the darkness that is illuminated by the light? Benny snapped his fingers, and a colorless ray of light drifted around.

The dark mist rising above Anatheron suddenly lit up, and golden flames ignited at the edges, and the pitch-black mist was like ignited oil, and the flames spread rapidly.

There was a twist in the flames, and Anatheron vanished into the golden flames.

"I've heard people say that when your speed surpasses light, you also transcend time and space." Benny's staff pointed to the sky, and several golden swords formed in front of him, and then disappeared in a flash, as if swallowed by the void.

"Bump." The tall demon suddenly appeared in the sky and fell straight to the ground.

"This can't be!!" Anatheron struggled to his feet, roaring in disbelief, several pierced gaps in his wings behind him, scorched smoke still billowing from them.

"My friend once told me that knowledge is power, and in a way, he was right, you see, my strength has not improved, but I can beat you like a water dog now." Benny had one on his left, and a golden circle lit up beneath Annetheron. "Because I've just witnessed the truth of this world, that's the true power that the Titans have given me!"

Annetheron swung his claws, a dark green energy wave shooting towards Benny with a loud buzzing sound, and the claws of his left hand burned with evil flames and swung towards the circle.

Benny's staff was raised and swung downward, like a warrior waving a sword in his hand, and the golden light flashed with this swing, and the dark green energy wave was split in two, grazing Benny's side and flying into the distance.

The claws burning with evil flames collided with the golden array, and there was no force feedback from the imaginary impact, and Annetheron's face changed.

"Can't you remember what I said? I just told you, just the fastest in the world, isn't the Holy Light light? How can you be naïve enough to think you can hit the light? ”

A golden circle shone above Anatheron's head, and golden light poured out of the circle, devouring the Dreadlord of the Lord.

The pillar of light lasted for a moment before dissipating, and the hair on Benny's forehead was wet and clinging to his forehead, and it was clear that casting these spells was not as easy as it seemed on the surface.

"Hoo~huh~" Anatheron knelt on one knee, his armor was charred black, the flesh wings behind him were long gone, the flesh was gone, only the charred bone spurs remained, the Dreadlord was panting, and his dark green eyes were staring at Benny.

"It's not ----- mortal power!"

"Of course not." Benny walked up to the Dreadlord, and even though he was on his knees, his tall figure could only make Benny look up. "The Holy Light is the Holy Light, we mortals are only summoners, it is naturally not the power of mortals themselves, the greatest power of mortals is something that you scoff at----- hope, it comes from our souls, and is amplified by the Holy Light, so that we have the power to defeat you."

"You think you'll defeat the Burning Legion if you defeat me?" The corners of Annatheron's mouth twitched. "Feel your surroundings carefully, fool, Kil'Gardan is coming, real coming! Your light trembles with fear! You'll cry and beg for mercy! And I'll be waiting for you in the Twisted Void! ”

The Dreadlord's body suddenly began to twitch, his body was like a collapsed wall, and in the blink of an eye, his body turned into bat-like dark energy clusters and disappeared, and the huge armor fell to the ground.

"Suicide?" Benny frowned, this guy self-destructed his body at the cost of severe soul damage and banished himself back to the Twisted Void!

"Idiot! Do you think you can escape the punishment of failure? ”

A thunderous roar descended, the sky was covered in smoke again, the swaying light melted, and Benny quickly retreated, his staff glowing.

"Let's go! Retreat like within the barrier! The Titan's enchantment may be able to resist for a moment------ maybe! ”

A crack that seemed to fill the sky was torn open, and a large red hand like claws stretched out, followed by a massive body burning with destructive flames.

"No!!"

Kil'Gardan held an ethereal figure in his hand, it was Annathron, the Dreadlord who had just committed suicide and fled.

"No one can disobey my orders! Your cleverness has succeeded in bringing death to you, Annatheron! ”