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Chapter 184: What a big battle

Advancing from the God of War to the Holy Realm seems to be a step, but it is difficult to reach the sky.

The Dreadwalker hovered at the peak of the God of War, and there were always signs of breaking through to the Holy Realm, but he didn't think that he had never stopped practicing for four hundred years, but he still couldn't understand it thoroughly, and his efforts were in vain.

The Dreadwalker is already more than six hundred years old, and even the powerhouses of the Holy Domain will not be able to escape the laws of nature in the end, and sooner or later they will grow old and die, not to mention that he only has the strength of the God of War.

The Dreadwalker couldn't wait any longer, he could clearly feel the indescribable aura of aging in his body, like a giant beast exuding a fishy smell ready to move, sniffing and licking his body like a maggot attached to the bone, biting and corroding his energy.

Like those gods of war and law gods in the Aran Continent and people of the same rank, the Fear Walker does not want to be swayed by the laws of nature now, and eventually becomes old and decrepit, and his strength recedes sharply, until one day, he is defeated and killed by a rising star full of vitality.

Advancing to the Sanctuary Realm, he could extend his lifespan by hundreds or even thousands of years.

The feeling of aging makes the Dreadwalker angry, he has a feeling that he has been played with and deceived by fate, but this anger has nowhere to vent.

There are no gods, even if the gods of light, demons or other races worship gods, since the war that involved almost all the races in the Aram continent 10,000 years ago, in the face of the killing and all kinds of despicable deeds of the war, the gods seem to have abandoned the Aran continent, and there are no miracles in the world, and most people have lost their faith in confusion.

The Dreadwalker can't find a god to show him the way, he can't find faith, and when the anger accumulates to the point where he can't bear it, the only way the Dreadwalker can do it is to fight!

Challenge the strong to vent the anxiety and depression in their hearts, and there is a trace of fear, out of fear of aging and decadence.

Even if you die in battle, you can't die of old age.

News of a mysterious piece of iron from the ruins of dry bones caught the attention of the Dreadwalker, who ran over and deliberately released his black dragon mount to fly around, even though he didn't know what the secret was within.

Everything that followed was as he expected, if a piece of broken iron could not attract the interest of other lords and powerhouses, then the appearance of the treasureless Dreadwalker was not attractive enough?

One by one, they came to the door, they were not opponents, and they were not happy enough. Fighting, it is necessary to fight heartily, and when the strong gather, this is the enjoyment of fighting.

Dreadwalker didn't bother to sneak attack, so when Somani appeared, he unleashed his black dragon and made it clear to everyone that Dreadwalker was here and he was around.

The words of the dry bones caught his attention, and in the face of the piece of iron that could make people squeeze into the powerhouse of the Holy Domain, the Dreadwalker moved.

As soon as the hurricane started, the Dreadwalker moved, and it flashed thousands of miles away.

Dodging into a hurricane, the Dreadwalker fights when he sees someone, but he doesn't care who he is.

A sword slashed at Somani, blocking him from another terrifying magic cast, and the sword that slashed at the dry bones was blocked by him by kicking Tashira, who tried his best to restrain his body, but was still cut with a terrible wound, almost breaking in half.

A kick of the three-pronged halberd stabbed by the flying demon Barto, the fearwalker stabbed it with a sword without saying a word, and if it weren't for a huge rock swept by the hurricane that happened to fly over and hit his blade, Barto would definitely be hit by the sword.

In an environment where wind elements are raging, one person fearlessly attacks everyone, whether it is a human or an undead, even a stone, a magma whirlwind, and countless wind elements

With the sky and the earth, with people and the undead, the fear walkers see one by one, and the fight is smooth and hearty, and the fight is proud.

After the hurricane disappeared, the Dreadwalker suddenly had a feeling that a door had opened in his heart, how it was opened, and what was behind it, but he didn't seem to know whether he knew it or not.

The wind died down, and the Dreadwalker restrained his form, frowning and pondering.

In that short period of time, he was electric and earth-shattering, both happy and enjoyable, but now he is enlightened.

"Could it be that such a hearty but dangerous thrill that kills me by accident can stimulate my potential and open another door for me?"

Under the unspeakable epiphany in his heart, he forced back the fallen shadow demon with a sword, and the power of the sword was far greater than before, and he killed the fallen shadow demon in seconds with a speed several times faster than before.

The fearful walker was overjoyed, and then he was saddened.

"If you knew this, why bother to rest on your laurels for 400 years and just practice blindly. ”

Great joy and sorrow, fear walkers are even more crazy.

"But a piece of scrap iron, even if it has magical power, it has to be collected to be useful, but it is not the right way. Now the door of my heart is open, I want to challenge everyone, and I want to use their blood to pave my way to advancement. ”

The Dreadwalker slashed Bone's right fist with a single sword, and flew out with the momentum of the Bone's fist and kick, slashing at the troll Sil who was trying to escape.

"What a King of Dry Bones. A sword slashed out, and the Dreadwalker was in mid-air, with a sigh of admiration in his heart.

The right arm was cut off, and the left arm was not able to swing out, and the right fist that was broken in the air could still fly up to attack, and the Dreadwalker was immune to the flame attack of the dry bones by relying on the night cloak, and the body was hit by the strong wind of the broken bone fist and the right foot, but it seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, and the qi and blood surged.

Troll Sil heard the angry shouts of fear, and he didn't need to look back to know what was going on, and couldn't help shouting: "I won't fight with you" only to feel the strong wind hitting his body, and the "dark armor" condensed by the dark element on his body couldn't stop the cold from entering his heart and lungs, and Troll Sil couldn't help but be horrified, where could he still shout.

With a strange twist of his body, the troll Sil clinged to a broad axe the size of a door panel and met him.

"Phew!"

With a soft thud, the Dreadwalker ignored the motionless Troll Sil and flew backwards, this time at the Berserker Ared, who gritted his teeth and was burned with scorching battle intent.

Troll Sil's body split in half, an eerie half.

The sword light slashed down the troll Sil's right shoulder, and a bloody streak appeared on his right shoulder, followed by a crack that widened to both sides, down to his hand, up to his shoulder, to his neck, to the top of his head, and to his left shoulder

In an instant, the troll Sil became two "people", two people evenly, half without a back half and half without a front body, extremely carefully divided.

If you try your best to fight, the troll Sil will not be so unbearable, dodging and escaping is to lose momentum, plus he hurriedly turned back to meet the enemy, but where was it too late, he was killed on the spot.

"Phew!"

At the same time that the two halves of the troll Sil's body and a large pile of blood Huraz's organs fell, the sword of the Dreadwalker slashed at the sword of the berserker Ared, and the blood beads on the top of the long sword in Ared's hand shone brightly, and it did not break under the collision with the artifact ghost sword.

Tremors, tremors, shocks, tremors.

Ared immediately realized that something was wrong.

Ared's sword is the Blood Soul Sword, a sub-artifact that he occasionally obtained from a kind of ruins, I don't know how many souls and the blood of the strong have devoured the Blood Soul Sword, it is extremely sharp and hard, and it also comes with a soul attack.

And at the moment of collision with the Ghost Shadow Sword, Ared discovered the abnormality, and there was a sudden tremor from his Blood Soul Sword, a tremor that he could barely grasp, and even caused his body and soul to tremble together.

Ared decisively let go of his hand.

Letting go is not giving up, and the Berserker Arred brazenly attacks the Dreadwalker.

It was a furious storm of deadly attacks.

With his right knee pushed down to his lower abdomen, his right leg stepping on his feet, his left paw grabbing his head, and his right hand punching his heart, Alaed instantly became a shrew, even opening his mouth to reveal his white teeth to bite the dreadwalker's neck.

Dozens of violent bloodlines flowed in his body, and once he was burned by the battle intent, he seemed to lose his mind, and at this moment, every organ of his body was a weapon, capable of launching a deadly attack.

It was a burst of momentum, a fierce and fearless momentum. The Battle Saint can open the Golden Cracking Stone with one punch, and the strength of the God of War is Ared, and the attack of every organ is terrifying.

Even the Dreadwalker did not expect that Ared, who was known as the lord of one side, would release the weapon that was considered the second life of a warrior, let alone that he would launch such an attack.

Tough as a fearwalker, in the face of these scoundrel-like attacks, there is a feeling of being at a loss and unable to start.

The Dreadwalker's left hand, which had not moved, struck out and slammed into the head of Ared, who was biting into his neck, and under such a lightning attack, Ared had time to deflect his head, and his sharp teeth hit the Dreadwalker's left palm.

"Shh

As soon as the teeth sank into the flesh, Ared felt a bloody warmth, and the Dreadwalker's left hand suddenly tightened, and he felt that he had bitten a steel plate, and several front teeth flew away.

"Bang"

The two of them almost stood close to each other, exchanging dozens of moves like lightning, but they didn't seem to have moved.

"Huh!" As if bitten by the Ghost Shadow Sword, the Blood Soul Sword fell to the ground, and with a twist of the Dreadwalker's right hand, the Ghost Shadow Sword flashed a strange black light, stabbing at Ared from the right.

"Whew!" Ared's whole person immediately flew back, and with a grip on his right palm in the air, the blood beads of the blood soul sword tip that fell to the ground flashed red, and he flew back into Ared's palm.

"Boom!" Facing the blade of the Dreadwalker's maggot-like possession, Ared did not dodge or dodge, nor did he use the Blood Soul Sword to block it, and the tip of the sword slashed through the sky and stabbed straight into the heart of the Dreadwalker that was covered by the cloak.

Since I can't touch your artifact, then I won't touch it, you stab me, and I will stab you.

Ared's style of play is completely a lethal stance.

"Good!" the Dreadwalker exclaimed, Aled didn't want to handle his sword, but the Dreadwalker wanted to block it, and he couldn't. Just as the Dreadwalker swung his sword at the blade of Areid's sword, the other lords were dazzled and seemed to react and attacked the Dreadwalker together.

Several lords, most of them had already begun to retreat at this time, but they didn't dare to retreat, this crazy demon-like fear walker would definitely not give them a chance to escape. Troll Sil is a lesson from the past, and it is better to fight than to run away and sell him his back.

The broken arm of the dry bone has been taken back, and he doesn't know what method to use, but in his hand, at this time, he is holding a long stick with a whole body that is transparent red, but it is "taken" from the magma river by beckoning from the air.

With a flash of his body, the bone-dry club slammed into Dreadwalker's head, and at the same moment, Demon Bato's Trident Halberd stabbed Dreadwalker in the back.

"Whew!"

Two bone spears that shimmered with golden light and a one-meter-long bone arrow pierced the night sky and flew straight into the Dreadwalker's abdomen.

What is more terrifying than the bone spear and bone arrow is a black blade, the black blade is not big, only about half a meter, and the air that spirals through is full of black mist that has been rushed away, and the space is twisted and fluctuated, and the momentum is amazing.

This is the Dark Blade issued by Lord Cheria, the dark magic lord who was preparing this terrifying magic when he chased Troll Sil in fear.

In comparison, Somaya's magic attack looked as if it was not ready, and in the colorful cloud body that was much dimmer compared to the original, the white light was bursting, but no magic attack was cast.

"Happy!"

Facing the siege of the Seven Great Lords, the Fear Demon King was not afraid, but laughed loudly, and the whole person was like a demonic barrier.

"Broken!"

Dreadwalker turned at Ared's ghost sword, and as he retreated, he met the boneless club, and the stick snapped, but countless black mist erupted from the stubble, and then turned into ghosts and pounced on Dreadwalker.

"Broken Dao Temple!"

Ignoring the ghostly figure that rushed towards him, the Dreadwalker shook his long sword, and countless black sword flowers bloomed in front of him, and the bone spears and bone arrows were all crushed into the air.

"Scatter!" Fear shouted like thunder again, and the long sword slammed into the Dark Demon Blade, and at the same time that the Demon Blade was twisted, the undead ghosts who jumped out of the dry bone sticks did not know whether they were forced by the fierce momentum of his shout, or were attacked by the murderous aura of the Ghost Shadow Sword, and let out a terrifying scream that dissipated into the air.

"Retreat!"

At the same time as the Dreadwalker sword slammed into the dark blade, his two feet rose into the air, and the demon Barto and Ared felt that his feet were driving a strong wind in front of them at the same time, and the skin on their faces tingled.

Suddenly, a white frost mist appeared in the black sky, and the space covered by the white frost was only within the range of the Dreadwalker's body, and his movements as he raised his sword to chase the demon Bato slowed down, and the snow-white frost quickly spread throughout his body, and the Dreadwalker's entire body was instantly frozen in ice.

Water forbidden spell magic - Frozen Domain, this was originally a large-scale group attack magic, Somani actually controlled the range accurately on the body of the Dreadwalker, but the magic and elemental control ability reached an unbelievable realm.

"Hurry up. The white light in Somani's body dimmed, and he shouted quickly.

Where do you want him to prompt, at the same time that the Dreadwalker was frozen, the bodies of Ared, Barto, and Dry Bones that had originally retreated flashed, and they pounced fiercely at the Dreadwalker from three sides.

The other three magic lords were not idle, and even if they couldn't cast large spells for a short time, they didn't care whether they were useful or not, and they knocked out the instantaneous magic.

Even if the Dreadwalker had the artifact Ghost Shadow Sword and the Night Cloak, even if he vaguely had the strength to break through to the Sanctuary, it seemed that he would be crushed to pieces under these terrifying attacks.

The black dragon hovering at an altitude of 100 meters did not fly down, which meant that it was not in a hurry.

"Bang!"

Before they could arrive, the ice firmly trapped outside the Dreadwalker's body suddenly exploded, and his crazy laughter resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"This is too strong!" Li Junshan was still standing invisibly underground, this series of lightning-like exchanges made him dizzy and thrilling, just when he thought that the Fear Walker was about to hang, the sudden appearance of the strange state surprised him again, and his eyes widened and looked nervously.

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