The lead-like clouds seemed to be condensed by countless souls, blocking the moonlight over the city. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

At night, Kitland was surrounded by fire, killing, cannonballs, lightning and thunder.

In front of the ruins of the Martyr's Tower, two legendary powerhouses are in the midst of a fierce battle.

The Lord of Kitland, Beowulf, swung his fifteen-foot-long legendary greatsword "Nephili", and the sword roared like a typhoon, rolling up countless pieces of rubble shrapnel and blasting towards the Titan giant who straddled the purgatory blue-footed dragon snake on the opposite side.

The legendary magic spear "Bloodthirsty Luyin" in Grande's hand was pitch black as night, condensing the evil divine power and stabbing forward, the spear edge tore through the atmosphere and stirred up a sonic boom cloud, as if using the magic spear as the axis to open a snow-white umbrella, blocking the sword qi, gravel, and steel storms from impacting repeatedly.

Boom! The two legendary weapons collided with a brilliant spark, and the shock wave exploded, quickly spreading thousands of feet away from the place where Beowulf and Grande clashed, and the sand and rocks flew everywhere they passed, and the sky and the earth were in chaos.

Beowulf shouted loudly to trigger the "Lion King's Battle Cry", and the shock wave transformed into a golden lion and rushed towards Grande, shaking the demon king and the purgatory blue-footed dragon snake under his crotch trembling. The legendary lord of the Kitlanders took advantage of the situation to charge, slashing with his sword in both hands, and the shining blade of the sword fell from the sky like a thunderbolt.

Grande's face was awe-inspiring, and he took the sword of Philip with his sword, and the purgatory blue-footed dragon snake under his crotch was connected with his master's heart, and suddenly raised his head and spewed out a bolt of lightning.

Beowulf was coldly sprayed by the lightning breath of this demonic beast, and suddenly felt that his eyes were tingling.

Grande sneered and swung his magic spear, and a little cold star stabbed at Beowulf with a terrible sound of breaking wind like a ghost's cry, and blood splattered.

Beowulf barely avoided the vital point and staggered back, his right shoulder was almost pierced by the magic spear, blood gushed out and stained the red spear, but the wound was shrouded in a strange layer of black smoke, and the cold negative energy invaded the internal organs through the wound, like a ghost, constantly extracting his life force.

The legendary magic spear "Bloodthirsty Luin" contains incomparably evil power, just like the "energy absorption" of the nine-ring necromancy, each time you stab the opponent, you will draw a level, and if you cause a heavy blow, one shot will take away three levels of the opponent.

Beowulf and Grande's strength was originally equal, but now they have been withdrawn by the magic spear by one level, but Grande has received the magic spear to give back and his combat power has skyrocketed.

Gritting his teeth and forcibly suppressing the pain, Beowulf's gaze stabbed at the purgatory blue-footed dragon snake like a sword blade: "Next sword, I will slaughter this spitting reptile first!" ”

"What, you're not convinced?" Grande sneered and urged his mount to approach him, "As a knight of my lord Hextowe, the mount is like the gun in my hand and the armor on my body, which are all part of my own strength, if you think that I rely on the convenience of the mount to defeat you, the weapon is too narrow." ”

In the midst of the taunt, he urged the Purgatory Blue-Footed Dragon Snake to charge, and the magic spear in his hand flew into the air like a black dragon, and was about to strike with all his strength, when the dark clouds in the air suddenly boiled, and the entire earth trembled, as if a natural disaster had descended.

"Huh? What's going on! Grande's color changed suddenly, and he was surprised to find that his power was rapidly draining, and the abilities that Hextoll had given him, such as divine magic, divine grace, despair aura, and good slashing, were instantly withdrawn from him.

At the same time, Grande's Blackguard's special mount, the Purgatory Bluefoot Dragon Serpent, was forcibly driven off the battlefield, dragging a terrifying hiss out of thin air from beneath him.

This accident completely disrupted Grande's offensive, and he lost his center of gravity and fell headlong in a hurry.

Beowulf also sensed that Hexto's divine power had been expelled from the land, and immediately guessed that Roland's plan had succeeded, and turned into a "Lion King's War Cry" with all his strength, swinging his great sword and slashing at Grande with all his strength.

The Purgatory Titan hurriedly raised his gun to block, but it was too late, and the cold light flashed with blood, and his entire right arm was broken at the shoulder.

"Damn!" At the moment of life and death, Grande also didn't care about face, and the two fire elemental elders and the three salamander nobles sensed his call and quickly broke into the battlefield to besiege Beowulf.

"This is what you call 'heads-up'? Despicable! Natasha screamed and strode into the field to help her husband share the pressure.

Grande ignored her sarcasm, and with a wave of his arm, he cast a natural spell ability to forcibly tear the space, and the purple arcane energy formed a disc-shaped portal, and the faint flow of starlight inside the door was deep and mysterious.

Hurriedly picking up the legendary magic spear, Grande rushed headlong into the mysterious portal. Through this teleportation channel constructed by the nine-ring arcane "Otherworldly Gate", he can travel to any plane, but at this moment he has only one thought in his mind - to return to the Fortress of War as soon as possible and find out what happened in the temple and why he lost Hexsto's favor!

The Fire Elemental Elder and the Salamander Nobles also hurriedly fled in the footsteps of their masters, and the Otherworldly Gate was immediately closed.

Beowulf watched Grande flee the battlefield, stuck his giant sword on the ground with his backhand, and let out a long breath, his resolute face couldn't help but show a look of exhaustion.

Natasha hurried to her husband's side, her hands caressing the wound on his shoulder, releasing a cloud of divine radiance, trying to help him recover his lost rank.

However, unexpectedly, the 4-ring "Restoration Technique" only helped Beowulf dispel fatigue, but it could not restore him to the level that was taken away by the magic spear.

Natasha was stunned for a moment, and was about to perform the 7-ring "Advanced Restoration Technique". Beowulf waved his hand to stop his wife from making such a futile effort, and said in a deep voice: "The curse of the 'Bloodthirsty Lukine' is very vicious, and as long as the magic spear is still in Grande's hand, the energy-absorbing curse cannot be lifted. ”

"So, the only way to lift the curse is to kill Grande once and for all?" Natasha's heart was half cold, "The 'Otherworldly Gate' can lead to any plane, we have no way of knowing where Grande fled and how to track ......"

Beowulf thought for a moment and said slowly: "Grande's strength is above mine, the reason why he fled with a broken arm is because Hexto's divine power was blocked, which seriously weakened him, which shows that Roland's plan has been successful, and Hexstov really wants to flee to other planes, if he is in a hurry to take revenge and return to the fortress of war, Roland and their situation will be in danger." ”

Natasha said without thinking, "We should go to the War-Scourge Fortress immediately!" If Grande really escapes back, we can kill him in one go, if he doesn't go back, it's not a bad thing, we can make peace with Roland and them, and then wipe out the cultists in the fortress of war, Grande has no territory and followers, even if he has great ability, he can't turn the storm up! (To be continued.) )