One person and one monster, facing each other in the frozen thousands of miles, no one dared to despise Darkwell at this moment, although he was still on his back.

A pale blue halo bloomed in every crevice of the sword body of the Sword of Orn, and Darkwell raised the Sword of Orn, and took a long breath of white air, mixed with white gas mixed with ice chips wrapped the Sword of Orn, and the picture was a little weird.

The Crimson Mark Tree Monster realized that something was wrong, the explosion just now had left him in a state of weakness for a short period of time, not to mention that he couldn't unleash the same skill until the Red Crystal was fully charged.

Darkwell had a bad feeling for the Crimson Mark Dryad, and the old man seemed to have an amazing amount of energy in him.

The changes of the Crimson Mark Tree Monster Darkwell saw it, and it was all under his control.

Let the soldiers on Rayser's garrison trick the Crimson Mark Dryant into its ultimate, and this guy will have nothing to threaten Darkwell.

Bite!

As the Crimson Mark Dryad was about to turn and flee, the mist on Orn's Sword suddenly exploded, and the strangely shaped weapon began to deform, spreading every ice edge.

The Sword of Orn changed from a short sword to a greatsword, and Darkwell took a strong step, a circle of ice-blue ripples spreading from the soles of his feet!

Path of Ice Ridge!

Rumble!

The ice under Darkwell's feet suddenly rose and looked like a soaring dragon!

Darkwell's speed was very fast, and when the Crimson Mark Dryad reacted, Darkwell was already standing proudly in front of him!

It's hard to imagine that a frail-looking old man could lift the Sword of Orn, which is even bigger than him!

The Crimson Mark Dryad roared, and countless branches protruded from its back!

"Poisonous iron thistle!" Loew recognized the strange branches.

The hard variant of the iron thistle contains a venom comparable to the thallium toxin of the erre, and under the attack of this toxin, even a high-level demonic beast can't last a minute!

While the Crimson Mark Dryad released the poisonous iron thistle, it also sent a signal to the others that he had no intention of fighting!

The purpose of the Crimson Mark Tree Monster is to spray the venom after Darkwell has cut off the poisonous iron thistle, and then take the opportunity to escape, but how could Darkwell let him get his wish?

Hearing the other generals' explanations, Delsa's brows furrowed, "In that case, Lord Darkwell can completely retreat, right?" Isn't this big guy going to escape? ”

"General Darsa is right, I think I can let him go."

"We don't need to get tangled up with the Crimson Mark Treant, after all, going to Karamanda is our purpose."

Darkwell certainly heard the generals' discussions, but that didn't stop him from slashing the sword!

The giant Sword of Orn has been intercepted by the poisonous Iron Thistle above the head of the Crimson Mark Dryad!

With a loud bang, countless poisonous iron thistles entangled the sword of Orn!

Darkwell's wrinkled face flushed, he was old, a fact he couldn't deny.

Darkwell's chest rose and fell violently, and this sword consumed a lot of physical strength, and through the armor, it could be seen that his muscles were tense and his muscles were bulging!

"Break it for me!"

Darkwell originally raised his sword with one hand in his right hand, and his left hand slapped the sword body of the Sword of Orn, and the cold ice qi exploded!

Creak......

The hard, poisonous iron thistle began to shake, trembling with the Sword of Orn!

Rumble!

The energy is completely explosive!

The poisonous iron thistle could not resist the attack of the sword of Orn, and the roots were broken.

The Crimson Mark Dryad prepares to escape under the cover of Venom, but Darkwell has long expected this.

The cold ice qi that had been holding it all this time spread, and the floating venom was frozen and solidified the moment it was exposed to the air!

Countless tiny crystal blue ice balls landed on the ground, announcing the shattering of the Crimson Mark Dryad's escape plans!

Darkwell no longer had the physical strength and crimson sigil trembling of his youth, so he chose the most straightforward way to end the fight.

Otherwise, the Crimson Mark Dryad won't even be able to touch the corners of Darkwell's clothes.

The Sword of Orn grew bigger again, and Darkwell pulled the huge Sword of Orn back with both hands, and the Crimson Mark Tree Monster was already retreating at full speed, still unable to escape the pursuit of the Path of Ice Edges!

"To die by my sword is a gift from the Creator!"

The Sword of Orn, pushed by Darkwell, is like a soaring dragon!

The entire Forest of Glory trembled under the unrivaled momentum of the Sword of Orn!

In the silence, Orn's sword pierced the body of the Crimson Mark Dryad, and the red hedron shattered instantly!

The Crimson Mark Dryad's body begins to collapse in the middle, then spontaneously combusts without fire......

In just a dozen seconds, a huge body turned into ashes, and the red spar also turned into a majestic red mist, burrowing into Darkwell's body.

Darkwell enjoyed the sensation of the red mist, and the Ice Path began to sink, carrying Darkwell back to the surface.

The huge Sword of Orn also began to shrink slowly, and after the red mist was completely absorbed by Darkwell, the Sword of Orn also changed into its original unpretentious appearance, like an ice edge.

Darkwell didn't rush to put away Orn's sword, but stretched out his left hand, his eyes fixed on his palm.

Burst......

A puff of flame suddenly appeared in the palm of Darkwell's left hand, and then slowly outlined into the shape of a crown.

Darkwell flicked his left hand, the Flame Crown vanished, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Crown of Embers." Darkwell said a group of words lightly, and then raised the sword of Orn, a flash of fire flowed along the gap of the sword of Orn, red and blue light intertwined, and the beauty was intoxicating.

After collecting the Sword of Orn, Darkwell returned to his ranks and stepped onto his horse amid the dodging gazes of the generals.

"Full speed ahead, target Karamanda!"

……

Rumble!

The sound of the explosion made Bai Wenxuan stop, and he could even see sparks floating in the air.

"What a strong fluctuation of flame energy? Could it be that there is still a powerful flame mage in the Forest of Glory? "Yuan Qinghua is sensitive to the fluctuations of magic.

Bai Wenxuan shook his head, "This is the Glory Forest, and I believe this is a demonic beast more than a flame mage." ”

Tong Mo held a strange detection instrument in his hand, and then looked due east, "It's far away, this guy is terrifying." ”

Bai Wenxuan nodded, "Keep moving forward and stay vigilant, there is something wrong with this jungle." ”

Not long after everyone left, a terrifying silence descended on the Forest of Glory.

The silence lasted for a few seconds, and it was impossible to breathe!

When the ice chips appeared in everyone's field of vision, Bai Wenxuan took a deep breath.

"Fire and Ice ......"

Moon swallowed, "If it were Darkwell and them, our mission would have gone well." ”

"Don't forget Cassie's balancing mechanic." Shimada Chisaki shook his head helplessly, "If it is really Darkwell's team that causes this kind of movement, the opponent we face will only be stronger. ”