The majesty of the spear appeared, the thunder of the sky subdued all things, the sun dazzled the sky, and the dawn split the seven bitternesses and eight sufferings, and Baal broke the attack of the century in a single breath, and the surface panicked, but he also took off the opponent's right hand.

The spurt-like attack was aimed straight at the opponent's heart, but at this moment, the snow blew and the air froze for a moment.

"Can this form also use Giovanni's miasma?"

The sharpshooter froze, adding a lot of weight, not so much that it couldn't be lifted, but it would hinder the battle. Maybe the other party has been calculating our steps and actions, and this Edward is too good at calculating.

Baal had to let go first, watch the situation and wait for the right time.

Walls of ice, with Edward's summons, burst out of the surface and forced them towards Baal. Although he retreated again and again, the other party's plan failed to succeed, and he had already guessed what this man would do in the future.

The clear white ice wall, you can see a faint figure - that is, the other party also wants to stab and attack! It's just by hitting and breaking the ice to achieve the best performance effect!

The ice wall cracked, like a chain effect of dominoes, and Edward's fierce blows destroyed the high wall he had erected, and the ice and rubble sprayed unscrupulously towards Baal.

Some had scratched his skin, some had knocked out his chest, some had struck his knee, but there was no doubt that most of the attacks were like meteors, spilling over the kingdom.

Soon news of the fire spread in the devastated area, and some houses collapsed in the collapsed streets. The original expectation of this battle was gone all of a sudden. What a dereliction of duty......

While Baal was thinking left and right, he didn't think that Edward was already close to him, and after the regeneration of his right hand, a fist made Baal almost see Hades. The pain accelerates the thinking and allows the opponent's next wave of attacks to proceed smoothly.

The miasma's coercion weighed down on Baal, causing him to sink into the gap between fantasy and reality, and he felt that Edward could kill him right away, but he didn't.

For nothing else, but a huge miasma in his body.

In order to launch the 22nd Century Mythological Project, enough miasma was needed, and Edward clearly recognized that Baal had this power in this battle, so he wanted to extract as much miasma as possible from him.

- I have to say, Edward. The Messiah is really a savior. Everything is about the big picture, but it's the wrong thing. Taking advantage of others, or even deceiving them, is not the right and friendly thing to do.

So—Baal decided that he couldn't fall in such a place.

The moment Edward threw the next punch, Baal raised his leg and the half-moon depicted by the longitudinal slice kick was dodged, but the opponent's right hand was cut off again - it was the credit of the wheel ring that was about to return.

"Baal, that's right. That's how this battle makes sense. ”

"I've seen through your intentions."

"It doesn't matter, because in this battle, you won't be able to defeat me without exerting all your strength, the Light of Nibiru!"

The arms were reborn, and the beauty of the sturdy and magnificent was emancipated at the moment when the material reappeared, and Baal once wandered in such illusions. In his current state, what Edward needed was not a powerful weapon, but the strength to continue fighting.

"As long as you can continue to use that power, no matter how many times I defeat you, will it only be empty?"

Miasma pulses, the counterattack begins, grabs the spear, swings with all his strength, sweeps across the battlefield, and Baal, who is in full swing, has taken an attitude close to the limit and faces the opponent.

The two sides continued to compete for miasma, the surface disappeared, the clouds were removed, the air became thin and astringent, and the high-speed and heroic battle intensified with both sides unwilling to back down.

When Baal saw the end of the battle, the weapons in both hands were half-destroyed, and all that was left was a flat wilderness where he stood. The battle for the pinnacle, which lasted for almost five minutes, had already changed the entire terrain under Baal's negligence.

However, what can attract Baal's attention now should not only be Edward's strength-

"What are you looking at? Hmmm – it is! ”

Edward suddenly became in pain, slamming his chest against him, unsure of the pain, distracting him until the snow monster's body began to disintegrate.

Layers of snow waterfalls were forcibly discharged from Edward's body, and he was powerless to stop them, so he could only watch as his huge body slowly dissipated and degenerated, and then fell from a high altitude with Giovanni, who was the carrier of the snow monster.

Not only Giovanni, who has lost consciousness, but now Edward is also paralyzed and unable to move.

Watching his opponent's figure leave, Baal also felt that he could return triumphantly, dismissing Coran de Lancey and falling in front of Edward. Edward was exhausted and looked at Baal with some reluctance:

And so it was...... Giovanni, were you not part of our organization all along? How can we resist and become self-aware under the guidance of our Lord Jehovah! You woman...... Guys from the Chapril family! ”

There are no ends to the end of the self-talk, listening to Baal's ears can have all kinds of explanations, and the current situation should be imagined as the period when Giovanni became Edward's puppet, desperately resisting the final victory and liberating himself and Edward.

So, strictly speaking, this battle was not a victory for Baal, it was Giovanni who won.

At the other end of his line of sight, Baal reached in the direction of Ashtaroth and Seleos, and a third person appeared beside them, who was not here, and it seemed that they had gone to look for this person after they had left.

Because the man's voice appeared, waking up Giovanni, who was lying on the ground.

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Behemoth waved a sharp claw, and a storm of chaos blew up.

The dukes such as Barbatus could not resist a blow and were eliminated one after another.

Just when Mist Blade thought his opponent was in front of him, he was hit by a fierce claw from behind, tearing his back on the spot, leaving a terrifying sight that almost hit the bone.

His blood was swelling, and the excessive pain was instantly paralyzed, making him almost unable to understand the truth of the pain.

"Mist Blade!"

Hope Na wanted to rescue, but the opponent's lightning speed still surpassed Visiona, and Lexia and the Minotaur set off a miasma in the name of Hades, and they were still not as good as the other party and were sent flying.

"That guy is too strong......"

The Fog Blade has relied on Yales, and let Yales's miasma block most of the damage, but it can still cause such considerable wounds, which shows that the opponent's strength is not within the scope of our common sense.

The powerful slash cut everything off, and Ryuji and Mo stepped forward to fight against the impact of the dragon's claws, Behemoth showed a slight waver, and Ryuji smiled and said:

"Why, it's only a little bit of a retreat, it's really in vain that I gave up the victory to you at that time."

The miasma erupted, and more waves hit—no, not waves, but tiny creatures, organized into attack groups.

Unhurriedly, the Fog Blade dispatched Tarin, who could drive the mythical monsters, summoned a large spider that was enough to fight all this, and spit out web-like filaments that surrounded all directions, and the viscosity swept away these creatures in one net, and at the same time, the Duke of Space Shan Calabi appeared, seizing the opportunity to launch a spatial transfer.

The form was reversed, and he shifted to the single calabi behind Behemoth, and the compression of hyperspace contained the opponent into his own spatial sanctuary.

"So, I won't waste the power that you dukes lent me in vain."

After a late beat, the Fog Blade refuted Ryuji's suspicions, and Ryuji also said without admitting defeat:

"Then wait until you win this battle, and then explain it to me."

The space exploded, and in less than two minutes, Behemoth broke free from the restraints, slashed through Shan Calabi with one claw, and the falling corpses scattered everywhere, disappearing in front of everyone with the evaporation of the miasma.

A condensed miasma was born at Behemoth's mouth, and when the premonition of death was saturated, the Mist Blade had no choice but to give up, grabbing Lena and Lyxia, and Ryuji, who also understood the situation, and turned in the opposite direction through the teleportation of Yaleth.

Then, an exaggerated scene came without warning.

Immediately, the miasma rushed through the place where they had just stepped on, and a flat runway suddenly appeared, replacing everything that had been there.