The many ancient myths and legends that circulate in the continent of Karadimos often tell that whenever an abyssal demon is born, it is always accompanied by the birth of a hero!

Just now............

Kitty could only resist the sharp tearing pain that came from the depths of her soul except to curse the bard's false praise, and then watched with a blank gaze as her familiar companions gradually lost their vital signs and were reduced to cold and stiff corpses.

Uh-huh!

In the midst of excruciating pain, he struggled to hammer his chest with his left hand and let out an inexplicable whimper, while his body fell to his knees on the gray-black ground with weakness.

Crunch! Crunch!

The harsh grinding sound slowly sounded behind him, at first a simple rhythm, but as the soul wave surged, the dense crunch sound dripped like a shower, connecting into a life-seeking requiem.

Kitty felt a chill from the hard, dusty ground, and struggled to twist her head, her pale cheeks rubbing against the ground.

Is that....... Damn it!

At this moment, the path leading to the palace outside was crowded with some miserable white skeletons, and as time passed, more and more skeleton corpses crowded into the narrow road.

......................

"The soul wave is eternal, ahem, it turns out that this is the horror of the super-level soul spell!" Modrian relied on the gray and white shield in his hand to forcibly support his fragile body, and his steps staggered a little.

Weakness was the original sin, and it was just the aftermath of the soul spell that he had suffered so hard that even the calamity on his side could not help him resist the attack from the soul plane.

When the soul wave hit, he could clearly see the dark green data stream in his field of vision facing the invisible fluctuation that was dim to the extreme, so he was lucky that he didn't completely lose the breath of life like the shadow stream and those guys from the military intelligence department, but just suffered the aftermath wave in vain, and his soul was damaged.

"Soul spells, what it gives are not only annihilation, but also revival!"

Modrian stared at the dark path between the palace and the inner hall, which was crowded with skeletal corpses, and judging by their slightly familiar costumes, the remains of the many races in the original solemn palace hall.

"Are you going to swallow us in one go?" Modrian turned his head slightly, looking at the battle in the center of the inner hall, nothing could be seen under the extreme darkness, but it was obvious that the golden light and white cold had been suppressed to a corner, and he couldn't move.

Shaking his head slightly, he began to adjust to the stiff body after the soul impact, and the gray wave in his hand brought a gust of wind.

", go and help Bobby, I already feel the anger in your heart!"

The death of the Shadow Stream made the calm mood of the Shadow Stream glow with a hint of murderous intent, this was the slaughter of his followers in front of him, and it was such a reckless move.

Seeing that he was looking at him, Modrian smiled and said, "Don't worry, these skeletons can't stop me!" ”

"What's more, it's not just us who are facing this now!"

He stared at the blue team that had been formed not far away, and there were some remnants of the strange knights, less than ten people, but they were all absolute elites who had survived the soul shock.

"The shadows will watch over you, Lord Modrian." He looked at the 8 remaining Shadow Streamers and gave the order to protect them to the death.

Instantly, a distorted shadow disappeared in place.

It's time to kill!

Modrian didn't care too much about the disappearance of the calamity, he was not an insecure lord, on the contrary, he liked to take risks, so he came to the fortress of Lakstark.

Now, the closest resuscitation skeleton to him was within ten meters.

"Charge!"

"Trample!"

The purple glow reflected the Cloak of Prey, and Modrian ran forward with a gray and white shield, pulling a dazzling splash of color.

Rumble!

The scarlet life energy unleashed an extreme red glow in the group of skeletons like zhàyào, and Modrian swung his gray shield heavily, smashing several stumbling skeleton corpses.

Then the body turned, gray and white like a dragon out of the hole, tearing out clear traces of air, blatantly stirring the oncoming wave of skeletons.

The knight's skill is on full display at this moment, the result of Darius's tempering, the harvest of his hard work, and the talent for fighting bestowed by the Codex of the Master of Weapons.

It's time to blossom and bear fruit!

......................

Whew~Whew~Whew~Whew!

Poppy hung her head down, her hands clutching Oren's hammer, panting, her gray-white ponytails tucked aside, stained with dust.

"I didn't expect the first battle on the continent of Calradimos to be so difficult!" Poppy looked at Stewart {Stephen} suspended in mid-air in front of him, and the nasty aura grew stronger. Mixed with some extremely dangerous aura.

"Are you going to open the abyss passage completely?"

The blood-red stone platform under the Iron Throne was nearly collapsing, and wisps of sulfur wafted through the air, bringing unknown changes.

Stuart {Stephen} floated off the stone platform, looking curiously at the two knight chiefs who had experienced super-level magic, but had not perished.

"I just smelled the breath of the God of Ice and Snow Storm, and it seems that your status in the Ice and Snow Temple is not low." Stuart {Stephen} said as he looked at Philan hoarsely, the scarlet glow in his cloudy eyes and the lines on his cheeks.

"I think the abyss will like mortals who have been blessed by the gods!"

"As for you, huh......... Yodelers? I've never heard of such a strange race on the continent of Calradimos. Stuart {Stephen} looked at Bobby with interest, the black mist around his body faintly trying to get closer, but was stopped by the golden glow.

"But it doesn't matter, the guy with divine power is the favorite of the Abyss, and he will corrupt you to become the new Abyssal creature."

Click!

The blood-red stone platform was completely shattered, and the Iron Throne fell, revealing the abyss passage below that had been sealed for hundreds of years, and clear transparent traces appeared in the air, which was the result of the collision and annihilation of the abyssal world and the completely different world breaths of the Karadimos continent.

And Stuart {Stephen}'s originally slightly sluggish aura quickly recovered after coming into contact with the abyss world, and even the injuries that had been caused by the legendary powerhouse were somewhat contained. {Continuously unleash high-level spells and super-level spells, consuming too much mental power.} }

Hey!

The anomalous energy fluctuations caught Stewart's attention, and following the trail, the knight of the Ice Temple seemed to be struggling to give up on his predetermined destiny.

"Is this going to unleash the power of the God of Ice and Snow Storm? Did you give up even the chance to escape? ”

Hero!

What is Hero?

Philan? Barras recalls the scene he once asked his father, when the Southern Legion of the Elanfaro Empire was severely defeated by the allied forces of the Stoke Kingdom, and countless soldiers of the Elamfaro Empire were defeated, and black death hung over the battlefield.

Smart and showy, it can be called Ying; You can be called a hero if you are brave, but I don't want you to be a hero, and I will do the same in the future.

His father's words still echoed in his ears, but what he did at the time was the opposite, and he led the few remaining ice paladins to rush into the Stoke Kingdom coalition without hesitation, setting off a wave of fǎngōng in the face of unchangeable circumstances.

Now, how do I do that?

For the sake of the Terrans? Or do you want to be alone?

"I'm sorry, father, I made my choice!" Philan? Barras looked down at the silver greatsword in his hand and muttered in a low voice, and in an instant, a touch of azure light bloomed.

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