"Bang!"

Haka's claws slashed at Karl like blades, vowing to split in half the mortal who dared to offend the majesty of the gods. The slow torture of the pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info had already been thrown aside by him, and there was only one thought left in the mind of the soul snatcher - to dismantle the guy in front of him in eight pieces, and swallow the belt bones in one gulp.

The black claws slammed into Carl's fist, and the impact caused Haka's body to retreat backwards, flapping his wings hard before Haka finally stabilized his form.

Haka's face was solemn, and his heart tightened. Looking up, he just met Carl's disdainful gaze.

"It's just a god, and the power is nothing more than that!"

While shocked by Carl's strength, Haka also felt aggrieved. Although he was summoned to this world, his true strength could not be fully recovered in a short period of time, not to mention, strength was not its strong point.

As soon as he came into the world, he was despised by the indigenous mortals here. Haka's belly full of resentment and anger:

"You shall see the power of the gods, as you wish. Mortal! Taste the wrath of the Soul Reacher! ”

Haka spread his wings and stood in the air out of thin air. Clouds of green and dark red mist emerged from Haka's body and drifted towards the entire city with the wind, and the body of the troll soldier who had inhaled the mist suddenly swelled, and in a short time, it was almost twice the size of its original body.

The corrupted trolls were completely transformed into crazy dead men, grabbing what they could call weapons, screaming and rushing to the altar.

Want to kill me with numbers?

Carl literally fell from the sky like a meteor.

"Boom!"

A large hole had been smashed into the top of the huge stone-paved altar, and below it was a dark, cage-strewn prison.

Karl made a beeline for the prison where Wryon was, the steel railing being rudely ripped off like a bamboo branch and tossed aside. Ureon was tied to the cross and was already unconscious. Carl scanned his body, as seen from the outside, and although the Storm King looked bloody and miserable at the moment, he was not seriously hurt inside.

The soft light shone like sunlight in the darkness, and the powerful healing power quickly healed Wrynn's body. Feeling more comfortable than ever, Wryon finally opened his eyes.

When he blinked hard and saw the person in front of him clearly. Karl had already lifted him up and flew out, throwing him at Cinestra as he arrived.

"Carl! I knew you were going to come to my rescue! ”

Wrynn's voice was full of anger, and it didn't look like he was tortured at all.

Sinistra caught Wryon with a complicated expression. Carl didn't threaten her, but she knew that if she dared to frame the Stormwind King again, her days would come to an end. The Carl she saw with her own eyes was completely different from the God of War she had heard about in rumors.

Karl watched Shaftistra fly north with the unwilling Wrynn, and he was relieved. Since the Black Dragon Queen chose to follow, I believe she has already made her choice. Without the burden of Urian, Carl can finally give it a go.

Just let these miscellaneous fish of yours warm up Lao Tzu!

Carl's cannonballs shot straight at the troll crowd. Passing over the head of the troll tide, exhaling the cold air that had accumulated in the lungs, accompanied by a creaking and squeaking sound, the charging trolls were frozen in place by the ice, and as far as the eye could see, it was a series of lifelike ice sculptures.

The crazy trolls in the back still poured in, but they didn't know that their compatriots had been frozen into ice, squeezing and charging, and without Carl doing it himself, the ice cube trolls fell to the hard ground and immediately fell apart.

"A rabble!"

Karl threw a disdainful look at Haka, who burst into flames and a smug look in his eyes. An invisible spell of energy rushed towards Cal.

When he found out something was wrong, Karl was unable to stop the spell. As if his head had exploded, Carl lost consciousness almost instantly, falling from the air.

Haka laughed maniacally and flew towards Carl, constantly transmitting his will in an attempt to keep Carl in one fell swoop.

"This is the power of the gods! Ignorant mortals, now—you have seen it! ”

Watch Carl stagger to his feet, his eyes glazed and out of focus. Hakka laughed even more wildly.

"Not bad! Not bad indeed! ”

A voice of admiration stopped Haka's laughter.

"How is this possible!"

Haka stared at Carl in disbelief, who was looking at him coldly with a playful smile.

"There's no way you're going to escape my control, it's impossible!"

Karl shook his head and walked slowly towards Haka.

"That's not enough for you! Haka - if that's all you can do...... Prepare your last words! ”

He was blowing air in his mouth, but in his heart he was careful to watch out for Haka's consciousness control spell. The blow made Karl regret his carelessness, but he was also relieved that he had sharpened his will with Frost's sorrow.

Superman's strength and physical defense are unusually strong, but for magic, especially psychic magic, it can be said that Superman's greatest weakness. Of course, Carl knew this, and it was because of this that he had robbed Frost of Sorrow. Now it seems that the effect is very significant. In the case of the previous Carl, it would never have been possible to get rid of Haka's mind control in such a short period of time.

"You think you won?!"

Haka said gloomily, but it was a pity that Karl didn't give him a chance to talk nonsense at all. He had seen Haka's true power - to lure the Believers into a rage through the blood of corruption, using the Believers to capture flesh and soul for sacrifice to himself. In fact, the strength of the Soul Reaver can only be regarded as a false god. What's more, his true strength can't be brought into play at all.

Frost's sorrow slashed with cold, and Haka ducked her head, unable to shrink her wings behind her. The rune sword sliced its blue wings in half like a piece of paper, and Haka let out a terrible screech and flung its tail at Karl.

"Kill yourself!"

Karl stood motionless, Haka's tail swept over more like a dish delivered to his door. His hands were raised in the air, and the moment his tail swept over, Frostmourn thrust in with precision. Karl gripped Frost Sorrow tightly, and Haka's furious struggles made him feel a little struggling.

The blade of the sword slammed into the ground with Haka's massive body, its sharp blade digging deep into the floor without hindrance, reaching the handle.

Karl stood firmly on the gauntlet of Frostmourn's sword, pinning Haka to the ground. Green blood poured out of the wound, and the boulder floor was quickly corroded into potholes. Haka frantically turned his head and bit at Karl, for this kind of physical attack, Karl didn't care at all, and with a punch, Haka's huge head was tilted to the side.

The trolls of Zulghrab went berserk like drugged and rushed towards Karl one after another. Chop with an axe, stab with a javelin, smash with a war hammer, bite with teeth...... Various Spell Attack ......

Karl is like a majestic Tarzan, standing proudly. Let the wind blow and thunder and stand still. All the physical and spell attacks were Carl one by one, and he was going to take this opportunity to test his bottom line. The thought of the agreement with Azeroth made Carl's heart heavy again.

The fierce battle lasted for two full hours, and the trolls of Zuaman, and the beasts they controlled, were almost empty. At this moment, they were all mangled corpses, piled up in a mountain around Karl.

The poisonous snake that was torn in two by blood and violence re-transformed into the troll form of the high-ranking priest Vinoxis, and the eyes of the troll priest showed regret and nostalgia, more of a kind of relief and relief:

"Tranquility has finally come......"

"I'm free, and Haka can't control me anymore."

The High Priestess Marri was pinched in the head by Karl.

"I'm the Blood Lord, Mando...... Base...... ......"

The Blood Lord Mandokir was burned to ashes by a scorching ray.

"Haka can no longer restrain me, I can finally rest in peace."

The incarnated tiger Sekar was even worse than a poisonous snake, and was directly torn in half, and his internal organs were spilled on the ground. After the troll priest finished speaking, he closed his eyes in satisfaction.

His sister Jarro, a high-ranking priestess who served the god of the black panther, had an intact body, but if X-rays were irradiated, the bones and flesh in the panther's body had become a mess like mud. Maybe it's unwilling, or maybe it's because I don't want to have a line and no. Jarro struggled to use his last strength:

"I'm finally free from the shackles of the Soul Reapers."

"Rest in peace!"

Karl, who was stunned, finally came to his senses, and when he heard Jarro's last words, he nodded lightly and threw her body onto the wooden house, his eyes swept with heat rays, and the priest's body was instantly engulfed in flames.

"It's your turn, Haka!"

"No—!"

Haka roared reluctantly.

The rune sword reflected in his eyes grew brighter and bigger.

"Rub!"

Frost sorrow pierced through Haka's eyes.

The god of the flying serpent, the god of blood, and the soul snatcher, Haka, has fallen...... (To be continued.) )