The golden armour that Tammetis pulled out was said to be small, but only for a giant like Tammidis. In fact, it is just the right size for a normal human or orc. Tanmidis twisted his fingers around the armarm, which was far from being able to be worn by him, and with a shake in the wind, the armour instantly became more than ten times larger. Tanmitius put the enlarged armour on his left arm, and as the light on the armarmor flashed, a faint force field appeared around Tanmitius's body, forming a semicircular energy shield.

With a "bell", the long sword driven by the steel sickle pierced the energy shield activated by the armor of Tanmitis's left arm, but it failed to pierce it, but bounced it open.

The steel sickle leopard's eyes widened, and his expression was incredulous, obviously not expecting Tanmitius to be able to block his sword.

"Artifact?" Scythe said in surprise as he stared at the armarmor on Tanmitith's left hand.

Tanmitius turned around and flipped his legs and ran. The steel sickle snorted coldly, his hands danced, and he heard the sound of clanging sound one after another, and the six long swords that were not unsheathed behind him came out of their sheaths one after another, turned into streamers, and flew towards Tanmitius with the previous long sword.

Seven long swords slashed at Tanmitis's shield one after another, splashing a canopy of sparks and making a loud sound that shook the four wilds. The shield fluctuated violently, and when it was about to disappear, the surface of the arm armor of Tanmitis's left hand flashed again, and the shield suddenly stabilized again.

Steel Scythe's face turned pale, and he couldn't believe that this giant who had not yet entered the Holy Rank could use the artifact to block his full attack. According to common sense, the power of the artifact is directly proportional to the strength of the emissary. It is not surprising that a defensive artifact, if activated to its maximum power, can block the full force of the steel scythe. However, the envoys who can stimulate the maximum power of the artifact are often also saint-rank powerhouses. And under the holy level, it is the ultimate to be able to exert the power of an artifact by three percent. But an artifact that can only exert one-third of its power at most, there is no reason to block the full force of the steel sickle.

The steel sickle was puzzled. Tanmidis took advantage of the orc swordmaster's contemplation, and ran wildly, he was tall and legged, one step was ten meters, and the frequency of his steps was several times faster than usual, and the arm armor that was suspected of being an artifact actually had acceleration attributes! When the steel scythe sensed that something was wrong and was about to pursue, he found that the giant had already gone away.

Not only did he help the giant block his own attacks, but he also increased the giant's speed to the point where it was not inferior to his own, and the magic of this arm armor once again surprised the steel sickle.

And at this time, the steel sickle finally remembered something, and exclaimed, "Is it an epic artifact?"

An ordinary artifact would make a Saint-Rank powerhouse's eyes hot, but it wouldn't make a Saint-Rank powerhouse go crazy. But an epic artifact, an artifact created by the gods in legends, is a treasure that is enough for the saint-level powerhouses in the whole world, and even the god-level powerhouses will fight for it!

The steel sickle rushed upward, and in an instant flew hundreds of meters higher, he stood at a height of a thousand meters, looking down on the earth, and after trying to find the trace of Tanmitis, he was desperate to catch up and take the arm armor down.

But to his disappointment, as far as his eye could see, the giant was gone, and he couldn't chase it even if he wanted to.

"Damn!" Thinking that it was likely that an epic artifact would pass him by like this, the steel sickle roared angrily.

Just when the Orc Sword Saint was regretting it, in the northwest of the extremely distant continent, in a snow-capped mountain covered with thick snow all year round, a huge figure was carrying an equally huge green shadow

, facing the angry blizzard, slowly stepping on the snow.

This is a giant as tall as thirty meters, and in this extremely cold weather, he is shirtless, and he is not afraid of the cold wind at all. His muscles were tangled together like steel, and his skin shone with the glitter of gems. On his shoulder, he carried a dead green dragon. The green dragon's dragon head hung limply around his waist, its slender neck twisted in a strange arc, and there was a very obvious bruise mark on it, and the green dragon seemed to have lost his life because of a broken neck bone.

To break the neck bone of a green dragon alive, there are only a handful of races on the continent that possess this kind of power. However, one of the races that could easily do this was the Titans, a race from antiquity.

And the one who broke the neck bone of this green dragon was the young titan giant who was carrying the corpse of the green dragon on his shoulders at this moment, to Cerrodite.

Ethrodius halted as he carried the dragon's corpse to the foot of a snowy peak that towered into the sky and stretched as far as the eye could see. The snow-capped peak in front of him was straight and steep, as if it had been cut by a knife and axe, and it was extremely steep. There are no climbing paths on all sides of the snowy peak, but Ethrodi has made a climbing posture. I saw him change his posture, change the dragon corpse that was originally carried on his right shoulder to his left shoulder, and after stretching his muscles and bones slightly, he jumped to the cliff, grabbed the protruding cliff rock with his right hand, and climbed upwards with his feet.

Despite his large size and the fact that he was carrying a dragon corpse, Ethrodius was not slow at all, but as fast as a dexterous mountain ape, jumping up hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye. He climbed all the way with his hands and feet, as if he didn't know what the tiredness was, and he didn't know how long it took for his huge body to be shrouded in clouds and mist, and finally disappeared into a vast sea of clouds.

Ethrodius knew that he was halfway through his ascent. Because it is bounded by the sea of clouds, it is halfway up this snowy peak

The sea of clouds rose and fell, and the wind howled like a knife, but Cerrodi was not affected in the slightest, and continued to climb the rock against the cliff.

When the peak of the snow peak was faintly visible, Eserodi suddenly shouted, and his right hand that was climbing the mountain rock suddenly exerted his strength, and jumped to the peak that was a thousand meters away from him.

Kilometer distance, with Cerrodi jumping in. When his body hit the ground with a bang, he was already on the top of the snow peak.

A magnificent, majestic and majestic hall appeared in front of Ethrodius' eyes.

This temple is so grand, the height of the pedestal alone is close to 100 meters. The pillars of the main hall on the pedestal are 300 meters high, and dozens of people are required to hug them. On both sides of the two-hundred-meter-high vaulted gate in the center of the main hall, there are two statues of Titan warriors with a height of more than 100 meters. The two statues of the Titan warrior are both held with a spear in their right hand and a shield in their left, and even the carved facial expressions are the same solemn and majestic. Between the two statues of the Titan warriors, a wide staircase slopes down from the front of the vaulted gate. And the height of each step has reached two meters.

This is the Temple of the Clouds, where the Titans live!

Ethrodius carried the dragon corpse to the stairs of the Temple of the Clouds, and was about to climb the stairs when a thunderous voice suddenly stopped him.

"Ethrodius, are you hunting dragons again?" said the voice, with a hint of displeasure evident in it, and Ethrodius turned to see a clansman of his age walking slowly towards him with a rumbling pace.

"Iolot, I haven't tasted it in a long time

That's why I went down the mountain to fight the tooth sacrifice!Ten years, I promise not to hunt dragons again for ten years after eating this dragon meat!" Ethrodi stretched out his hand and scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

"The Sunset Mountains are the closest dragon colonies to us, are you the green dragon that you hunted in the Sunset Mountains? This group of Sunset Dragons is very grouped, if they come to the door, although we are not afraid, but after all, it will be a troublesome matter! In addition, if you sneak out of the Great Snow Mountain, are you not afraid of being punished? The clan's ban on you has not expired!" Iollot frowned.

"Aha, Ioloth, don't worry, this green dragon I hunted is not from the Sunset Mountains, but from the far east, a wild dragon wandering alone on the continent without the support of a race!

"Really?" Iolot asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Really, I have already figured out the situation of this green dragon before I do it! Since the last time I hunted a black dragon and was escaped back to the black dragon's lair, so that the black dragon queen Onexia came to our Cloud Temple to ask about the guilt, I have not acted as recklessly as before!" said Ethrodius proudly.

Hearing Ethrodius mention the past, Ioroth suddenly became angry, and said abruptly: "Although Onexia was finally driven away by the Great Elder that time, I was one of the several clansmen she injured at that time, and you, the culprit, were unscathed!"

"Haha, you guy, this is a hundred years ago, and you're still obsessed?" said Ethrodius with a smile as he stretched out his fist and slapped Iolot's shoulder. Then Cerrodi threw the corpse of the green dragon on his shoulder to the ground, and said generously: "Those who see it have a share!

"Okay, I'll take half of this green dragon!" Ioloth swallowed when he heard Ethrodius say this. Iolot had also tasted dragon meat, which was not delicious in terms of its quality, and many races on the continent would not be accustomed to it unless it was carefully cooked. But the Titans have a very unique taste, they are extremely fond of meats rich in powerful energy, so in their eyes, the more powerful the monster, the more delicious it is. Therefore, the taste of dragon meat makes Iolot have an endless aftertaste, and now that eating this green dragon will not cause big trouble, he is naturally happy to get a piece of the pie!

The two young Titans stood in front of the steps of the Temple of the Clouds, hooking their shoulders and discussing how to divide the dragon corpses.

When the ownership of the various parts of the green dragon's corpse was about to be divided, a long sound of a horn suddenly sounded in the main hall of the Cloud God Temple.

"It's the Maha Aro Horn!" Ethrodius and Iolotre looked up in shock, their eyes full of shock.

Only when the Titans encounter a major event related to the fate of a race, will they blow the horn of Mahaaro and convene all the clansmen to discuss and decide.

This is the first time in thousands of years that the sound of Mahaaro's horn has sounded in the Temple of the Clouds, and even the attack of the Black Dragon Queen Onexia a hundred years ago could not make Mahaaro's horn sound.

Unable to redivide the last remaining part of the green dragon's corpse, Cerrodite and Ioloth strode out, ascending the steps of the temple and entering the Temple of the Clouds.