The dark shadow in front of him was indeed not a creature. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info is a soul-like being. Or rather, a different kind of ghost.

The exact origin of this black shadow is impossible to verify, and it itself cannot communicate with normal people. But the wizards knew that, according to ancient records of witchcraft, it was indeed possible to summon this powerful being after a large-scale blood sacrifice.

Although the number of blood sacrifices requested by this demon god is relatively large, it is worth it to see the result at this time.

This is not the crowded world of the modern world. Except for a few places in the whole world that are civilized, most of the areas are still uninhabited worlds.

In addition, due to the lack of food, poor medical conditions, and the impact of various wars and other factors. The population of this era was very small.

It's like in the famous Greek world, hundreds of city-states can't piece together an army of 100,000 people.

For example, Xerxes casually invested tens of millions of lives in blood sacrifice at one time, and it is estimated that only this god king with countless people under his command can do it.

In any era, human resources are the foundation of everything. Nothing can be done without people.

Xerxes' throne was very strange at this time, and a strange black shadow firmly wrapped the promise of a golden and red armor. In the continuous flow of black aura, the figure of Iron Man's armor can be vaguely seen.

Xerxes was excited, and he thought that his enemy in life had been planted this time.

At this time, he couldn't help but begin to fantasize about how to torture this Oriental who had brought him endless fright and pain. It will definitely not be a simple killing, it must be to torture him by all means!

However, just when Xerxes was smiling and his mind was full of bloody scenes. Wrapped in thick black smoke, the promise suddenly moved.

The promise was indeed attacked, just like the monsters that were contained. Those dense black smoke can even penetrate Iron Man's armor and penetrate directly, constantly attacking Promise's body.

This is an energy attack, and although it manifests itself in different forms, it is necessarily the energy used. Or magic, divine power or something.

This energy began to wander around after invading Promise's body, trying to seize control of Promise's body.

However, Promise is a big expert at playing with energy.

The reason why he didn't stop this strange energy invasion was to understand its operating rules, and he was ready to use it himself after mastering it completely.

After the promise has a general understanding of its operating rules, there is naturally no need to continue waiting.

'Zi~~~' Soon, the promise's body burst out with an extremely dazzling luster. It lit up the entire throne like an oversized light bulb.

Even though it was still daytime, such a dazzling light stimulated the nearby Persians to cover their eyes and hide.

The essence of the energy in the body is actually sunlight, and this bright energy is completely restrained against the dark energy of the dark shadow.

Moreover, the energy possessed by Promise was far greater than that of the black shadow, and when he began to activate it, the black mist that had been wrapped around his body before was completely evaporated almost instantly.

'Huh~~~' When the promise burst out with dazzling light, the black shadow also made a strange sound. Unlike the previous smug and mocking meanings, this time it was a real scream.

The black mist is essentially part of the shadow itself. He didn't have a physical body, which is why the punches he promised didn't work.

The Black Shadow is a thing that exists in a special way of energy, and only energy can attack it.

It so happens that the promise is the one that restrains its existence the most.

At this time, the arm of the promise was still deeply inserted into the black shadow. It used to be a passage where the black shadow invaded the body on the spot, but now it has become its life-killing talisman.

Intense light continued to devour the black shadows. Those black mist tried to escape. However, the arm that promised to penetrate into its body dragged it like a giant magnet, so that it could not escape.

'Boom~Boom~~' The black shadow kept making this sound, as if it was resisting in despair and begging for mercy in fright.

However, the promise behind the golden mask was not moved in the slightest, and it still continued to urge the energy in the body to vent out, consuming the black shadow little by little.

It didn't take long for the demon god that the wizards had summoned with a lot of blood and life was promised to be dealt with. It is a truly clean and thorough solution, leaving no trace of its existence.

The dazzling light on Promise's body finally gradually dissipated, and when Xerxes, who had fallen directly from the throne because he had moved his body to avoid the dazzling light, looked over in horror, he was shocked to find that the demon god he regarded as unprecedentedly powerful was no longer visible.

At this time, the only thing that was still standing on the throne was the terrifying body that kept him awake at night!

When this demon god, who had no body and could control life through his soul, was promised to be destroyed, the dark and cold aura that had been hanging over the entire Persian military camp seemed to dissipate in an instant. Even the dark clouds overhead instantly dispersed, revealing bright sunlight.

After the long-suppressed terrible aura dissipated, the Persian soldiers felt as if they were breathing much easier. The pungent smell of blood and the dark smell filled the entire barracks, making many soldiers feel that their breathing was painful.

After defeating the Demon God, the promise stood proudly on the throne that originally belonged to Xerxes.

'Ka~' promised to untie his armor, and his eyes scanned the entire large and large Persian military camp like electricity.

With the promise of the gaze everywhere he went, any Persian soldier. Whether an officer or a soldier, a slave or a nobleman. All of them hung their heads involuntarily, not daring to make eye contact with the promised gaze.

Even many Persians saw the promise of standing proudly on the throne, shining like a god in the sun. Then look at Xerxes, who fell next to the throne, and seemed to be trembling in front of him. There was even a thought in my heart that it would be nice if the identities of these two people could be exchanged.

The soldiers of this era are very realistic, and those who are strong enough to lead them to victory can be supported. This is also the reason why so many heroes can go down in history.

As if he felt the strange atmosphere in the barracks, Xerxes's face was full of anger when he had fallen under the throne before.

He was about to pass out with the anger and humiliation in his heart. Enraged, Xerxes struggled desperately trying to get up and return to his rightful throne.

He has to defend his identity and honor, even if it is better to die at the hands of the promise than in this strange atmosphere now!

However, when he fell from the throne earlier, his legs, which were already immobile, were injured again. At this point, it was even difficult to get up.

And the nobles and generals in the vicinity were all shocked by the aura of promise, and no one dared to step forward to make any moves.

From the point of view of the Persian soldiers, the majestic and foreign warriors dressed in gold and red armor stood proudly on the throne that represented unparalleled power and glory.

Their king, on the other hand, was now half-crouched on the dirty ground, struggling to get up. But the king, who was originally regarded as a god, couldn't even stand up at this time!

The shock of this huge drop, especially when you see it in person, can be nothing short of shattering!

Xu Promise also felt the atmosphere, but he was not interested in it.

The huge pool of blood in the distance was too dazzling, and it appeared in front of me so red. Looking at the piles of corpses, he promised that at this time, his hatred for everyone in this barracks had reached its peak.

If it weren't for the fact that he was still thinking about going to the Olympus Sacred Mountain, he promised that he would have made no hesitation at this time and trampled this military camp into mud!

Promise looked away, avoiding the blinding red. He took a deep breath and tried to calm the anger in his heart. He kept telling himself that he still had important things to do. The rest can wait, wait, wait.

After finally regaining his composure, Promise stepped down from the throne and slowly came to Xerxes's side.

Looking at the god king in front of him with trembling lips, desperately trying to struggle to get up but never being able to do it. Xu opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he found that he didn't know what to say.

You can't tell him to wash his neck and wait for death, right? It's already endless, what else is there to say at this time?

After a moment of silence, he looked at Xerxes, whose eyes were full of humiliation and anger, and sighed heavily. Raising his hand, he pointed at the God King and tapped his finger vigorously.

The promise was gone, and he left without saying anything. He knew that the next time he came back, it would be time to wash over the huge camp. At this time, everything is just meaningless nonsense.

After promising to leave, there was a great silence in the entire barracks. Everyone was overwhelmed and didn't know what to do.

Originally, everyone thought that the alien warrior wearing the golden and red armor would definitely take the head of the god king. But he didn't expect him to leave without saying a word.

The first to react were the nobles who had thought Xerxes was dead, but did not dare to step forward to help him. At this moment they hurried forward and lifted their god-king from the ground. I was uneasy in my heart, and I was afraid that Xerxes would be furious.

However, to everyone's surprise. Xerxes, however, stood on the ground as if he had not seen them at all, and stared at the promise that had flown into the distance. clenched his fists tightly, and then roared wildly.

"Bastard !!"