The gwarf king wails in pain, without the power of God to protect his body, his ontological strength is not as good as that of a legend, and it is extremely difficult to resist in the face of the attacks of Marx and Bato.

If it weren't for the fact that he had too many collections and used too many scrolls and alchemy items, he would have become a dead man.

From God, fall to man.

I have to say, it's a sadness.

Looking at the miserable situation of the dwarf king, watching silently with all his heart, he would not open his mouth to stop.

As the king of a race, and at the same time once became a strong man of the gods, killing him is definitely not a small gain.

Although he fell to the god level, he was once a god, and he was a god.

"Kill him, don't waste time."

looked at it coldly, and had a premonition in his heart that if he didn't take advantage of it, the dwarf king would still be able to recover.

"Damn human, you, you ......" When the dwarf king heard this, his face changed greatly, and his body fled quickly, another escape alchemy prop was used, and he broke away from Bato's attack again.

"Die, dwarf." Marx's body was covered with cold ice, and the blue cold light covered dozens of miles around him, trying to escape his illusory ice world and dreaming.

What's more, he has made a bloody foundation, and the origin of the power of the world has been used.

If he can't kill the gnome king, he'll die.

"Roar! Kill, kill, kill! "Bartow was covered in red flames that melted even the body of the lava.

Bato couldn't last long when he used his strength beyond the limit, but this state made his attack stronger than Marx's.

The pinnacle of demigods, infinitely close to the power of gods.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The power of ice and fire fused and collided, erupting into even more terrifying destructive power.

The dwarf king, who is located among the two forces, has been repelled countless times, injured countless times, his combat power is getting weaker and weaker, and even if he wants to restore the realm of gods, there is no hope.

"Yes, you forced me, forced me." A howl of pain, a black crystal bottle was thrown, and the dwarf king's face was dead black, and he looked at everything with despair.

When the black crystal bottle shatters, the black light covers everything.

This is the dwarf king's last killer move, the light of obsolescence.

The power that devours everything, the power that destroys everything, even if it is a god, is covered by this light, there is no good end.

When the light appeared, Marx's icy world disappeared without a trace.

Marx also disappeared directly because of this light, and he died.

Bato's lava flame world also collapsed, and Bato's body also turned into nothingness.

Soon, the speed of light, unimaginable, enveloped the whole heart of watching the play from afar.

"Am I going to die?" This thought arose in my heart, and I felt with all my heart that time was frozen in this moment.

Is this what it was like before death?

Thinking changes beyond imagination and seeing everything that was once unseen.

The whole space, time is changing chaotically, sometimes forward, sometimes backward.

A huge skeleton appeared, and I couldn't see the border, I couldn't see the appearance, I could only feel that it was a huge skeleton.

"Boom!"

Voices came from the ears, vision returned to normal, time and space, everything, all the same.

Only the ground beneath his feet was devastated.

The bomb skeleton man, which had been temporarily strengthened, blew itself up, and this dwarf plane was destroyed by half.

The crater, hundreds of kilometers deep, was the work of the Bomb Skeleton Man, and now, the destruction is even greater.

The entire upper layer of the plane was gone, and the land that I saw at the beginning disappeared for dozens of kilometers, and a structure composed entirely of crystals appeared, flashing with colorful light under the light of the sun.

Raising his head and looking at the sky, the sky full of cracks shows that the black light is not an illusion.

The deaths of Marx and Barto prove this even more.

"Master, my body is ruined, my soul is injured, I need a long time of rest, and I can't serve my master for the time being." Marx's voice rang out.

"How long will it take you? How can I make your recovery faster. "The spirit swept away, looking at the lich lifebox located in the spiritual space, this is Marx's lifebox.

As long as the life box will not, Marx will not die.

At this time, a huge crack appeared on the life box.

"At least a thousand years, if there is enough soul water, maybe it will only take ten years, specifically, I don't really understand."

"Well, take a good rest, I'll figure it out."

"Yes, great master."

After reading Marx's life box, I looked with all my heart at a red stone in the spiritual void.

This is a certain piece of Barto's body, and it is also the key to calling him, calling him.

As a hellish creature, it is also very difficult to kill him, especially the hell layer master, who has various privileges.

The resurrection of the dead, this is one of them.

Unless it was specifically attacking his palace on the tenth floor and destroying his soul mark, or the demon god would attack and hunt his soul, it would be difficult to kill him in other ways.

"Barto, how are you?"

"Lord, Lord, Master, I, I, I ......"

The staccato sound came from the stone, and it seemed that Barto's injuries were even more serious.

"Rest well, the rest, don't need you."

"Yes, yes......"

After looking at the two right-hand men, he looked behind him wholeheartedly.

Behind him, there were three girls from Roland, and the three girls at this time were already unconscious and floating behind him.

glanced at the three girls, felt the magical aura on the three girls, and showed a look of surprise on her face.

Marx and Barto almost hung up, why did the three girls not have the slightest injury, but benefited a lot?

Herry and Juliet, two magic apprentices, actually possessed about level five magic power at this time, and Roland was even more exaggerated, her magic aura was at least level seven, and even the magic power of the special spiritual system.

What's going on?

Illuminated by black light? The lower the strength? The higher the lift?

No, what about the King of Gnomes?

He's not dead!

The system prompts that this moment did not appear where he was.

Eyes scanned back and forth, got the ghost dragon and other summoned creatures out, and sent them out directly, and those saint-level necromancy, also threw out, to find everything in this plane to the greatest extent, and must find the dwarf king, otherwise, wait for the dwarf king to recover, and the ghost knows what will happen.

"Kill, destroy all living creatures, I don't believe it, the enemy still has a demigod-level powerhouse."

His eyes were cold, and his whole heart was a little excited.

The things I encountered were beyond imagination, and I almost capsized in the gutter.

But if you don't do this, how can you be excited, only when you encounter unexpected things, can you feel excited.

"Come on, this dwarf plane, this is when I rise." Thinking back to the huge skeleton I once saw, inexplicable emotions flashed in my heart.

The skeleton seemed to be related to him, or rather, important to him.

And that skeleton! What is it? In what place? Is it necromancy? Or is it the material?

Or is it himself?