The sword light continued to gallop across the battlefield, and Morax slashed more aggressively with each sword, slicing through the countertop, slicing through the air, and the sword energy swept away all enemies that might stand in their way.

Meratra humbly accepted it and slashed at Morax with sharper swords, and both sides were not far behind.

At this point, Morax realized that this should be a battle closer to death than before, but both sides were already more focused on participating in the battle.

I see—it's because it's more dangerous, so I have to protect myself in this way, either by being cut or hacked to death, it's a life-and-death battle with your life at stake.

No need for technology, no need for professionalism, and no need for any support, every knife that both sides do their best to cut at each other only needs courage.

And on the basis of this battle, the mountain of corpses that the two sides have seen so far, and in the purgatory, the fire of the blade cutting, Morax can almost successfully see the inner world of Meratra.

After both sides failed to achieve the goal of slashing each other with their decisive attacks, Morax and Meratra both withdrew their blades - or rather, the blades were smoothed out and their weapons were half-destroyed.

"What a tough guy."

"I feel the same way, this narrow space is no longer able to distinguish us from the high, do you want to go down?"

"Not a bad idea."

The idea won Morax's heart, and since it was such a high-level battle, they certainly couldn't go downstairs in a normal way.

Then, the rhythm of the collapse begins at the feet of Morax and Meratra, causing a chain reaction that breaks all the connections of the tower, and the cross-cutting and longitudinal cuts are all the same, the picture looks chaotic but artistic, the wrought iron that has lost its center of gravity and balance falls, and the tower is buried in a cloud of dust with a loud bang.

The two sides successively found their own landing sites, returned to the flat ground, and could still see some innocent and crushed lonely ghosts. Of course, the two mysterious coffins of Meratra that had not yet been used were still following him.

"Hey, Morax, how much more are you left unused?"

"As many secret moves as you have, I have as much strength as I have, and in the end, I will win."

Meratra touched her nose with a wry smile and glared at Morax with disgust:

"That's just—it's bothering!"

As he roared, Meratra shot a chain at Morax, the power of the collision was like a cannonball, but presumably the real skill of the chain did not lie in the force of the impact.

"Now it's time for the next level of battle! I'm going to get rid of you and win this battle!" ”

Pulling away the chain with the anchor, Meratra generously spun on the spot and spun it up, and after a circle, continued to target Morax.

Of course, the attack that was too big could not hit Morax at all, and just as he jumped away, all the legions and dukes present aimed their swords at Meratra and attacked from all directions.

Attacking and defending, Meratra hurriedly pulled back the heavy chains, but it was still not as fast as the duke, and the corpse was buried in the iron tower - before that, the huge wheels flew at high speed, sprang out of the corpse, bounced off all the attacks, and crushed Boutis all the way, and finally returned to nothingness.

"First of all, it's the ninth form of the time machine. Catherine's big wheel, followed by—"

Meratra, who flew into the void, grabbed a long whip in his hand and said:

"You may also be very good at caning. Morax, I remember you had a legion that used whips, right? Why don't you just let that guy come over and fight me! ”

"Joke! Whatever the master decides, it is all up to the master's will! ”

The long whip was pointed at An Luoxian, who swung his sword and tried to get rid of it, but it turned out to be just a trick, and the real enemy was lurking at his feet-

"You've been tricked too! The twelfth type of the time machine. Judas's hanging! ”

The chain with the anchor pierced the inside of An Luoxian's knee and flew into Meratra's hand, and then a pyramid-shaped steel chair smashed directly into An Luoxian's anus, and then probed through the throat, the process took less than three seconds, and it was another human life.

This guy - at the same time as the tower collapsed, he took advantage of the chaotic scene to bury the torture instrument in it and wait for us to hook it.

- Remarkable.

This was the first time Morax had expressed his thoughts on the way to war. He will not regret giving such an evaluation, it is really from the bottom of his heart.

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"It's just a pity to succumb to the status of the five sages."

"Master."

The Headless Horsemann stepped back to his side and whispered:

"If necessary, please use our legions, as long as we liberate our forces, we will definitely be able to cut off that guy's head."

"Perhaps...... But that's not a bet for me. ”

Returning to the ground in a low-key manner, Meratra's eyes widened and her neck twisted as if waiting for Morax to make a move.

Morax swore inwardly that at least it would be a tactic that would not disappoint you and me—and then condensed the miasma, and in an instant, the air thinned out, and the superfluous distractions were scattered, and Morax wielded his sword in his hand and swung it vigorously.

"Oh! Dancing the sword, will it be too late? No, after showing that kind of extraordinary combat ability, this monkey drama has added a lot of points. ”

With enough slam to cut through the sea level, Meratra quickly held his feet with a dog and a crawling tail flick against the wind pressure, and rushed over with the two dukes.

One is a griffon-type duke, and the other is a plainclothes knight on a camel.

"The 60th-ranked Duke - Vabra, the 56th-ranked Duke - Grimry!"

Vabra flew quickly over Meratra's head, flapping his wings after landing behind him, warning Meratra. Grimry dropped his horse and slashed at it with his blade.

"Caught between two sides? Underestimate me too much—this! ”

Eighty percent wanted to pull out other torture instruments to face Meratra, but he didn't move his left foot - Morax, the initiator, pretended to watch him fool around.

Germory's suicide attack was the best blow of all, even if it was an unscrupulous Meratra, and he looked embarrassed. The flow of time slowed down for a moment, and even Grimry was surprised by the stupidity that Meratra had flashed by luck.

Morax didn't think he had noticed the principle of Vabra's ability, and even if he did, it would take time to get used to it, so - the pride of the sky, in such a scene where people are swords and I am fish and meat, can he still breathe, and even God is on his side?

I want to move my right hand, but I and play with my left shoulder; Once the left eyeball wanders, it will babble gibberish; Turning the ball of his right foot, his right ear will not obey the call, and his behavior is still in a state of confusion, Meratra is emitting unpleasant radio waves towards Morax.

The guy who usually complains the most can't even speak.

"Vabra has the ability to disrupt all other people's organs and their corresponding functions through the wind generated by the flapping of his wings, and now you have lost the ability to fight because all your organs are misaligned."

"I ...... I already knew! ”

This kid...... Can you already speak normally? This guy is too dangerous, we need to deal with him here, or else we will pose a threat to Baal and Mistblade!

Germeri dispatched, Vabra took part in the battle, and the horses waited for the opportunity to start, and Morax was ready to attack with Mo.

Although it seems to have broken the agreement with Baal, Morax believes that he will one day become such a person, and this is also for the fight with Baal, so-

In this way, with all the members working together, Meratra was like a turtle in an urn, and his breath disappeared from Morax's line of sight - it should be like this, yes, but Morax still slashed the knife in a certain direction. Directions to Gemory!

"Take advantage of the unpreparedness! What a danger! ”

Grimry, who escaped urgently, survived a disaster, and then inevitably scolded him:

"What are you doing! Ah, do you want me to ask first: how did you see through that duke that had become my substitute for the dead and was killed by you? ”

"Just like the duke can immediately know all the information in the hands of the legion after recovering the legion, when the duke dies, the holder can feel that the duke is no longer there, since he is gone, there is no reason to continue to appear in front of me."