Boom!

Divine energy rose abruptly, and Dan Anderson couldn't withstand the surging impact, and his broken body slammed into the solid walls of the gladiatorial arena, leaving red blood stains before slowly sliding down to the yellow sand ground.

"Oh hehe.. Hehe! Heavy gasps were mixed with groans of pain, and Dan Anderson barely managed to support his torso with his arms, the scars of his abdomen shattered again from the sheer force blow.

The crimson blood energy completely lost its healing effect in the erosion of the golden light, and the broken organs were exposed along the scars, staining the hard and dry yellow sand, causing the slightest pain.

"God has mercy on the world, but the devil must not live in the world." Odus stepped forward, bathed in the blessing of the god of power, with hideous scars on his arms.

In comparison, he was the least injured, and Aiden and Abbott, who had been hit hard by the bloody chains in Dan Anderson's counterattack, were now afraid to give it their all.

Their final battle has not yet begun.

"God?" Dan Anderson spat out a mouthful of blood, a look of disgust on his silent face, he hated the hypocritical clergy, and the gods behind them.

He wanted to keep attacking, but the power in his body was seriously lost.

"Ha, I really didn't expect that I would end up in the hands of the clergy, this horse riding is too ridiculous."

Dan Anderson looked at Odus, who was walking cautiously step by step, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "If anyone can save me, I will serve you as the Lord...... Even demons and gods are no exception. ”

The axe is held high, and the winter sun reflects the cold light of blood.

Airplanes!

The small, fast-shooting dagger crossed the distance of space, pulled out a transparent air current, and then slammed into the sharp axe, deflecting the offensive route.

Odus staggered, his arms clenching his axe slightly paralyzed, and in his ears, a loud roar resounded through the sky.

Boom!

Within the field of vision, a figure descended from the sky, lifting up the yellow sand in the sky, covering a large area.

Looking down at Dan Anderson at his feet, Delevingne rubbed his nose, and yellow sand entered inside: "Hey, little one, are you interested in joining my prison?" ”

Turning over with great effort, Dan Anderson looked up at the blurred figure in the yellow sand, and the corners of his mouth tried to pull out a smile...

"Dumb!? It's a pity. Delevingne muttered, judging from his previous performance, although this guy's talent is not as good as one thousandth of his own, it is also quite good......

Well, one percent.

"Hmm.... Handicapped..... Combined with decent deeds, it should attract the interest of many viewers. ”

The Liquidator in the Noxian Empire became a half-entertainment, half-fighting profession in the hands of Draingne, with each well-known Liquidator having their own carefully choreographed backstory, fighting style, and distinctive character traits.

And the guy under his feet, satisfying all of the above, does not need to be deliberately constructed.

Dan Anderson, who collapsed on the yellow sand ground, heard this, the smile on the corner of his mouth turned into convulsions, and after accumulating strength for a while, he said hoarsely: "I do." ”

Regardless of anything else, just a bottle of potion to change his body, and even possess extraordinary power, you can get a glimpse of the terror behind it.

Not to mention, to be able to save one's life in the face of death.

"A wise choice." Draven smiled and nodded, then removed the half-man-tall axe from his back, and the rapid wind flowed.

"Look at it and study it well."

"......... Now"

"In my style..... Settle everything! ”

The noise was mixed with strange emotions, but the atmosphere was extremely warm.

Looking at the thick sand, Odus, Aiden, and Abbott looked at each other, and they smelled something unusual, and their expressions became more and more solemn.

Buzzing! Buzzing! Buzzing!

Suddenly, an invisible and transparent air flow rolled up the yellow sand in the sky, revealing the scene inside.

The three of Odus looked stunned, Draven's styling shape was reflected in the pupils, and the extremely fast-spinning flying axe held in his hands attracted their attention, and countless air ripples overflowed along the airflow.

"Rule change."

Draven looked at the three people in front of him arrogantly, and a faint blood color flashed in his deep eyes. "Knock me down once, and you can get a new life."

"No matter how many people!"

Thundered!

The surging and unrestrained life energy broke the solemn atmosphere, and the three of Odus rose violently, their expressions were slightly hideous, how much they looked down on them? Knock down?

[Intermediate Divine Technique: Blessing of Strength]!

White-gold energy descended from the void above his head, enveloping Odus's body, and the sharp axe glowing with cold light was also stained with some brilliance.

"The god of power will take care of me, death is not the end, the kingdom of God is the right destination."

[Advanced Divine Technique: Raging Force]!

The words of prayer fell, and a dazzling pillar of pure white light appeared above the prison, like armor, draped over Odus, real and eye-catching, with a strong sense of sacredness.

This is the difference between a knight professional and a Templar knight.

Knight professionals rely on their own strength to comprehend the abilities of their bloodline, while Templar Knight can pray to the great gods to whom they belong.

Generally speaking, a Templar with the strength of a Grand Knight can obtain two mid-level divine arts to strengthen his power every day with a firm level of faith. Of course, the devout and the zealots always have an added advantage.

Odus was a devout and fanatical Templar.

Boom!

Stepping forward, the yellow sand under his feet was filled, Odus double-wielded the sharp axe, bathed in light, and quickly approached Draven, the breath of life that belonged to the great knight, after obtaining the blessing of two divine arts, faintly broke the barrier.

"Accept the punishment of power to the unbelieved!"

[Advanced Divine Technique: Sword of Fortune and Judgment]!

Aiden, in the revealed information, is a Knight of Judgment affiliated with the Temple of Wealth, but at the same time, his hidden identity includes being one of the members of the Priesthood of the Temple of Wealth, a rare double cultivator, and has an extremely firm belief in the Goddess of Wealth.

The blade slashed through his wrist, and blood containing golden brilliance dripped onto the yellow sand, depicting a divine magic array in the area in front of him at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The air trembled, and a pure golden sword slowly condensed, the tip of the sword pointed straight at Draven, and then a two-winged angel appeared in the center of the circle, clenching the golden long sword, silently accumulating strength to maximize the damage.

Odus and they did not have the slightest reservation, from the first time they appeared in the gladiatorial arena, they had already observed this guy sitting on the high platform, and the voice that was announced later also successfully told that this guy was the head of the prison, or rather the prison warden.

So, at the beginning of the fight, they went all out and tried to defeat Dravine.

New students, they have been longing for a long time.

The frequent battles and visions in the arena drew many spectators in the stands, especially when Dan Anderson raised his head and Draven joined the fight.

Now, the surging explosion of magical visions also made these undetermined believers let out enthusiastic cheers.

Templars, nobles, what a funny and beautiful bloody battle.

"Can you win?" Isda's eyes locked on the battle in the arena, the gloom dissipated a little, and hope and nervousness surfaced.

Not only him, but many representatives of the Powers Temple, the Council of Nobles, and many other forces were watching the results in the field, hoping to see Valoran receive more things, rather than letting Modrian lead the way.

"Gods? The untrustworthy? Draven straightened up slightly and said with a slight mockery. I just believe in myself. ”