“…… yes, so we're surrounded. ”

When they came back to their senses, they were surrounded by more than a dozen members of THE 5. Meratra believes that these guys who are targeting them will not be limited to this number.

"You want to break each of us—"

The unknown man who had attacked them returned to his human form and crawled back from the hole:

"To be precise, in addition to the Duke next to you, we also want to take over the torture instrument in your hand if we can. That helps us in our technology development. ”

"What kind of technology - forget it, anyway, today is either you die or I die, this question will not be answered at all."

…… I should have thought of it a long time ago, the reason why they deliberately took a long detour and did not take the right road, and they could encounter a sparsely populated situation at such a time, was arranged by THE 5 - this bad organization wants to catch turtles in an urn.

"Putting those non-combatants sideways on the streets is to confuse us and make us think that there are no combatants to fight with us except for Edward and the Witch?"

These people are really insatiable. Moreover, the well-planned plan is really the attitude of a person who has been preparing for seven years.

"The seeds of good and evil have worked, and the war of the gods called Armageddon is about to begin, and if you can be caught, you may be able to escape the fate of being swallowed up by the mythical plans of the twenty-second century."

"It's as if you can be sure that you will survive the miasma of the 22nd century mythological project. However, when you think that the miasma leaked out of the Spiritual Prison in the past, which caused the ghosts to run rampant, you can still persist to this day, and it can be seen that there is really a way to find a ray of light in such a sinister environment. ”

The nameless man smiled—what a confidence, and after Meeratra and Forcas's eyes met, Meratra responded on his behalf.

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For such a huge scene in front of him, Baal punched the air, but it was just a very ordinary fist, and it had no effect at all, so Edward, who was carrying a thousand tons, put on a speechless expression.

Rather, it was Baal's own imagination. Edward had been integrated into the body of the giant snow monster, and his expression could only be guessed.

"Baal, how much more skills you have, let me see it."

"No problem, I'll show you my strength right away."

Edward lifted his jaw, seemingly pleased and looking forward to the answer. In order not to disappoint this respectable opponent, Baal hurried to free up the forces.

The miasma of the waves was discharged from Baal's body one after another, and it continued to fall on this campus that had been unrecognizable without any rules.

Now Baal, like a reservoir of floodwater, can no longer control these long-accumulated miasma, and let them run wild.

"That's ......"

"Seleos, you have to look at it, it's the number one king—the true appearance."

Then, without command, he returned to Baal's body like a salmon migrating, and at this time, Baal's strength increased rapidly, his body grew rapidly, breaking through the earth, shaking the sky, and the infinite power accompanied by a strong sense of mission made him what he is now.

Wearing a golden crown with sharp horns on both sides, half-naked with the blessing of divine armor, carrying a huge, spiky golden ring on his back, wearing dark gloves on his hands, and clenching the bright white spear in the palm of his hand, the Spear of the Gods.

"In addition to the current human form, our duke also has a monster-like duke form, just like the duke form of Marcosias is a black wolfdog, and the monster that reaches to the sky - it is the original appearance of Baal."

Now Baal has the same stature and strength as the other party, and because Baal has become at this stage, Edward has become very interested in looking at his whole body.

"Orobos has the most miasma of any duke, and Andumarius can get more miasma by stealing other people's miasma, and you are the most effective at controlling the miasma so that Adam will no longer erode his appearance and age, Baal, the duke who has survived to the present, is indeed not an idle person."

Yastalu smiled happily and thanked him, and watching the interaction between the two of them, Baal's mood unconsciously changed - but the current situation is better to save people first. But before that, you have to speak:

"Sere, how could you have missed Ryuji? This form of liberation is a trick I discovered after watching Lilith use Ryuji's miasma to create a Moro. I'm going to name this pattern the Coran de Blancie pattern. ”

"That's right. What an amazing decision, and if you think about it, you and I have been influenced by Morax a lot, even on that day seven years ago. ”

"That's right—but you better get out of here. This battle is no longer a battle in which outsiders can intervene. ”

After witnessing the departure of his wife and friends, Baal looked at Edward:

"Edward, I've kept you waiting."

"No, I think it's more interesting. Then show me how much you are capable of what you are now, Baal! ”

The snow monster grabbed the ice grass and swung it towards Baal, accompanied by a violent wind like a natural disaster, and Baal quickly opened the miasma barrier, although he saved himself, he could not stifle the disaster caused by the wind.

All the surrounding scenery was burned in an instant, and a strong cold air mass also hit the ground at a high speed, and the already miserable campus was catastrophically destroyed.

Like a fish and a thunderbolt thrown into the sea, it bursts out again and again with enthusiasm. Dust and smoke are falling, and the exploding water pipes hug the cables and trigger an interesting chemical reaction.

Baal was clear – this was just the beginning.

However, this blow alone will wipe out the campus - it won't work this way, and the whole kingdom will change the terrain because of their battles.

"What's the matter, come here?"

The surging miasma was born from the palm of Baal's hand, and after holding the spear high, absorbing those miasma, the strong thunder fell, and the supergravity miasma crushed the attack, and hit the defenseless Edward.

Edward quickly put his hands on his head to block the deadly attack.

However, because of the violent miasma, the ground sinks, and the rhythm of collapse spreads in the center of Edward, and the schoolhouses and pavilions, which are already broken candles in the wind, are all turned into dust in an instant, burying them at their feet, but there is more than one attacker.

A beautiful assault, perfectly punched Edward in the face, sent him flying out, knocking down all the buildings along the way, flattening the sight and planting it into a lake of unknown depth.

Baal, of course, did not think that the victory or defeat could be determined by this level of attack, and relentlessly added the attack, the surface rumbled, and the infinitely exploding miasma mines caught up.

And he himself will continue to work hard until he can successfully defeat Edward and save Giovanni.

Throwing the wheel ring on his back into the air, he jumped up and rode all the way in the direction of the enemy, the sky, the land, and now Baal's territory—

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“————”

This battle is no longer suitable for ordinary dukes, and only liberation can be competent.

According to Baal's sense of the emancipation form, this is a miasma to replace reason, become the master of the body, stimulate the power of the miasma itself to achieve the effect of becoming stronger, and only live for killing and fighting, a battle maniac that escapes from life.

The body is so huge, and the miasma can no longer take care of itself, and it is impossible to control the phenomenon of expansion and enormity.

Having said that, it is clear that reason has become a miasma bag, and it can remain sober, and not just the instinct of a beast like Moro, which shows that it takes wisdom to control this body.

In this case, we must hurry up and grasp the present and step up to win, because-

No, it's not! A premonition of danger informed Baal at the right time, and before the explosion could eat him back, he used a stronger miasma to overwhelm the crisis.

Edward's probe, the surging waves of miasma, set off an earth-shattering tsunami of dust. The other party not only saw through our miasma to pursue, but also prepared the corresponding forces to hide in our tactics, intending to take back a city.