With an immortal body, the Sacco Joker who constantly suppressed Olaf was stubbornly resisted by Olaf's strong physique and amazing defense, and this bloody tug-of-war, as time passed, it seemed that the scale of victory was about to press into the palm of the berserker Olaf. （.. Starters)

"Boom!"

In the snow, a shocking pit exploded, it turned out that the tomahawk thrown by Olaf hit into the frozen ground, causing the ground to collapse, under the earth and the cold giant axe, the two iron chains were pressed heavily, and the bloody body of the Sacco clown fell on the front of the giant axe, and the iron chains wrapped around his ankles were restrained by the giant axe, and it was difficult to move for a while.

With one move, Olaf's golden hair rose together, and he roared fiercely.

The berserker Olaf's 200-pound body trampled the earth, like a mammoth in madness, he blinked and rushed to the pit, and then waved his arms and slashed at the eyes with dazzling moves, the pair of giant axes printed with snowflake patterns, the heavy earth trembled!

"Kown, Kow, Kow!"

First, there was the crisp sound of two iron chains breaking, and the moment the third sonorous sound suddenly rose, the fierce double axes whirring in the cold wind failed to cut Sacco into a blur of flesh and blood as he wished.

A slender dagger suddenly slashed at Olaf from the hands of Sacco who had broken free from the shackles of the giant axe, and the double axes collided with the dagger blades, sending out a piercing moan of sparks.

It is unimaginable that Sacco, who is not good at strength, can resist the blow of the berserker, and what is even more unimaginable is that the dagger slashed through the top of the crossed double axe, crushing Olaf's body and staggering forward;

With the help of the gap exposed by Olaf between the electric and flint, Sacco smiled and tiptoed, jumping to the released poisonous dagger in an instant, Olaf, who lost his center of gravity, and Sacco, who jumped high in the air with dexterity, one heavy and one light, one strong and one thin, the two figures that had nothing to do with each other began to overlap the picture under the surging offensive of the wind!

It resembles the peaceful echo of wind chimes swaying in the summer breeze.

Sacco clown, as light as a feather, his body was tightly entangled with Olaf, Sarko's evil head hung upside down behind Olaf's back, all the way to his crotch, and the pair of red leather shoes with sharp toes slashed Olaf's cheeks.

Two deep blood marks, in the blink of an eye, cracked out of Olaf's rough skin, Olaf swung his fist in pain, but the fist was half swung, a really strong feeling of suffocation suddenly rushed to his brain like a tide, Olaf subconsciously stretched his hands to his neck, pulling with all his might.

Sacco cut Olaf's flesh with both feet, and the broken chain between his two ankles resurfaced for no reason, and the thick chain of jingle bells was like an iron lock across the river, and three layers of inside and out were fiercely wrapped around Olaf's neck.

"Hee-hee-hee!"

"A magic trick!"

Sacco smiled more and more evilly, he held Olaf's waist, and eight poisonous blades poured out in an instant from the sharpness of his ten fingers, facing the berserker who was wide open, where could Sacco not seize the opportunity to give him a fatal blow?

The two slender arms, like willow branches, quickly whipped on Olaf's body, and the eight poisonous blades continued to poke into the body and set off the blow of dirty blood poking in again, so painful that Olaf's eyes were split, and he turned his body in a rage, but Sacco's chains were tightly shackled around his neck, no matter how hard Obra tried, he couldn't shake off Sacco's insidious sneak attack, but instead let more blood flow out backwards, staining the ground red.

"Olaf, you're going to die this time~"

Ten fingers, soaked in Olaf's blood, suddenly pushed hard, sending eight poisonous blades into Olaf's body! Listening to Olaf's heart-rending screams, Sacco licked his lips with a cruel smile, those slender hands kept the dagger until only the end was still outside the body, I really admired Olaf's strong physique, if it was an ordinary person, how could he have the strength to continue to go crazy now?

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The 'mammoth', who was completely enraged and lost his mind, held the iron chain in both hands, and began to twist at an unimaginable speed, the blonde hair, golden eyebrows, golden hair, and even the pitch-black eyes all exuded a magic that did not belong to common sense, and that power seemed to burst out from the bones and souls, so that the desperate Olaf actually erupted into an endless deterrence, which was enough to make people feel terrified!

"Wowhaha, carving insect skills, also want to kill your grandfather?"

The golden lightning that suddenly stirred up the skin, the beep flashed out a super strong current, and the electric Sacco screamed in panic, and the Sacco clown obviously didn't have time to deal with the sudden change of the strong enemy, and his thin body was pitch black, and the scorched smoke was billowing out.

"Ragnarok!"

The thunder that bombarded the ground and the dust was annihilated and scattered, making Ofra unrivaled in the world!

The earth-shattering roar was as easy as magic to break Sacco's chains, and Olaf twisted his neck, but grabbed Sacco who was paralyzed by electricity, and Sacco's weak body, which had lost its resistance, trembled like a chicken under his big hands.

"Even if a clown becomes a demon, he is still a clown!"

Olaf laughed wildly, one knee on Sacco's chest, how terrifying is the strength of the berserker? I only heard the crackling sound coming from Sacco's chest continuously, and Sacco the clown coughed up blood and almost passed out.

"I thought Sacco was going to win." Wu Wenxu said in surprise.

"I didn't expect that Olaf would overcome his demons and practice Ragnarok."

Ahri said with fear: "Ragnarok is a symbol of the Berserker clan's bloodline cultivation to the peak, once it is cast, he will completely fall into the fury of killing, not only immune to all controls, but also can increase the magic power of one level!" ”

"It's not bad."

Wayne continued, "Ragnarok is very short-lived, so let's be patient. ”

"Then I'll do it later."

The fists collided, and the hot fire immediately burst out from between Wu Wenxu's fists, and now the situation is judged that it is best that Sacco the clown was killed by Olaf, and after the disappearance of Ragnarok, Olaf was seriously injured, how could there be any reason not to be defeated by everyone? When the real sandpiper and clam compete, the fisherman benefits the wind and rain of the country and the young concubine AD;

"I'll cut, I'll cut again!"

Olaf is infinitely powerful, but in terms of sensitivity, it is really incomparable to Sacco, and now Sacco Joker is firmly grasped by him in the palm of his hand, fierce and angry, like the most ruthless tsunami poured on Sacco, Ovra every time he swings his fist, the heart-wrenching sound of broken bones will echo in the 'Death Realm' thirty miles as expected, his casserole-sized fist only hit Sacco four or five times, and the green busyness in Sacco's clown eyes has dimmed, and he is dying.

"Hahahaha, the killing ** is on the rise."

Olaf easily squeezed Sacco's neck, watching his painful feet slowly rise, Olaf's golden pupils quickly swelled with cruel and bloody intent, he raised the axe and put it next to Sacco's head, this time, he will use the great axe to chop off the head of Sacco the Clown, chopping him into pieces of cutlets, so that he will never heal.

"Goodbye, Sacco."

The snow-patterned giant axe, cut through the cold wind and the snow, heavy steel axe, like the judgment of an executioner, it quietly and violently swept Sacco's neck, and in the blink of an eye, a bloody sarcoma flew up in the sky, it was the head of Sacco the clown!

Sacco's head and neck detached, and this time, his body that had been struggling desperately rested in a rare rest, and the demon clown's scarred body collapsed in Olaf's hands, and Olaf let go and immediately stepped on Sacco fiercely.

"Which one should I start with?"

The giant axe was drawn from the huge wound on Sacco's neck to his waist, Olaf turned the double axe like an acrobat, his eyes were full of satisfaction, he was crazy and enthusiastic about the thrill of defeating a strong enemy, he only thought that this guild would come into contact with the Void Marauder Kazik, but he could fight with Sako, one of the most mysterious people in the League of Legends, now it seems that the so-called mystery is really just a pretending to be a ghost, and it is just a vain name.

"Boom!"

Two giant axes slashed heavily into Sacco's flesh.

Sacco's shoulders were brutally torn apart by the giant axe, and Olaf stared indifferently at Sacco's gradually dismembered body, the speed of the axe increasing more and more.

"Huh?"

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"Weird, weird." Olaf crouched down, incredulous of his doubts.

Who is Olaf? The first berserker of Lockfa, known as a mad dog! He has killed countless people in his life, regardless of demons and monsters, alien monsters, therefore, his feeling of cutting into the ** with the axe has reached a realm that ordinary people cannot climb, but why did the ** cut into this guy bring him a sense of horror that he has never had?

Olaf couldn't describe the feeling, and if he had to describe it, he could only say that the corpse under his feet was not human!

"Yo, you found out......"

A cold smile seemed to seep out of the void that could not be captured.

Falling at Olaf's feet, Sacco had become dozens of meat steaks, and those bloody pieces of flesh were suddenly lit up with countless dark red long lines, beyond the long lines of blood full of death intent, which made people feel horrified and felt cold death lines of hands and feet.

All the slender red lines are obliquely converging at an angle, only to see another Sacco slowly stepping out of the transparent mid-air, he appeared silently, wearing a red and black clown costume made him still full of funny, but this Sacco, whether in magic or momentum, is more powerful than the dead Sacco?

"Hee-hee, Mr. Olaf, may I ask Sacco my doppelganger, does it taste good, is it good?"

Listening to Sacco's ridiculous ridicule, Wu Wenxu and the three of them, who were about to make a move, were stunned, and they couldn't say half a word anymore.

"Whoosh!"

The blood-red long line, in the blink of an eye, detached from the piece of meat, Olaf bore the brunt, like a meat dumpling being tied tightly, the thread is tighter than a steel wire, strangled Olaf's flesh and blood, Olaf's rapidly shrinking golden eyes, full of shame, sorrow, shame!

Is Sarko, who exerted all his strength and killed at the cost of serious injuries, just a clone of the demon clowns!

This deep shame and frustration suffocated Olaf, and at the same time, an even darker emotion spread from the depths of Olaf's heart.

He finally despaired.