"It's you again!" Manolos spat mist from his mouth, and the Abyss Lord's green eyes were fixed on Karl's chest, "It seems that your injuries are still recovering well. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThis time, though, you're not going to be so lucky! ”

"That's exactly what I'm trying to say!"

The sparkling light of the Sword of Tyr overshadowed the sunlight, and the pure light energy slashed through the air with Karl's swing of the sword, stabbing at Manolos.

"Well said! Then let's have another fair duel! ”

Manolos slashed Hell down, the heavy Abyssal Blade clashing with the Guardian's Sword. Without the wide and heavy weight of the Juggernaut Sword, the two fought evenly together. The Abyssal Blade and the Sword of the Guardian were placed together, and their faces were close together, and even the hairs on each other's faces could be seen clearly.

Karl's eyes glowed crimson, enough to melt steel and make the Abyss Lord frown, and Manolos had to summon a shadow magic shield to block the rays.

The ray sliced diagonally along Manolos' head and face, splattering a string of sparks on his steel-hard skin.

"Die!"

Karl pushed Manolos back with force, and the sword of guardian raised slightly, like a golden lightning bolt stabbing Manolos' empty chest.

"Ah~"

Manolos let out a roar that looked up to the sky, and despite his unsteady form, Inferno slammed upward, and the power of the Guardian was slammed upwards by the Abyssal Blade, but the sharp blade still slashed Manolos's face.

A wisp of black whiskers slowly floated down the air, and green demonic blood flowed from the wound on the Abyss Lord's face and dripped to the ground.

"Good progress, but it's not as easy as you think to defeat me!"

This small wound is not worth mentioning at all for Manolos, who has suffered a lot of life and death, but Karl's wound heals so quickly, and even his strength has increased a little, which shocks the Abyss Lord, who has always been proud, Lord Sargeras's vision is really extraordinary, but if this guy also joins the Burning Legion, then his position is in jeopardy.

"That's a lot of nonsense!" Karl didn't want to talk to Manolos much, he was accidentally slipped away by this guy last time, and even seriously injured by Akmund's Finger of Death, if it weren't for his luck, I'm afraid he would have already become one of the great and glorious heroes in 'history' - the hero of death!

Karl attracted Manolos' firepower, while the Moon Guardian and the Legion of Mages, under the command of Ronin and Illidan, systematically unleashed pieces of magic that reduced piles of demons to ashes under powerful arcane spells. The elven soldiers fought bravely against the demons, and Brooks was undoubtedly the most conspicuous of them.

The oak axe, sharper than any soldier, seemed to be the natural nemesis of the demons, and even the heavy armor of the demon guards could not stop its edge, and even the human armor was split in half.

The old orc let out a hearty roar, and the boiling blood made Blox completely excited, and the orc veteran had already begun to enjoy the battle.

"Archer prepare!"

Mavi commanded loudly, and the elves of the Elune Sisterhood raised their longbows almost in unison, squeaking neatly, the bowstrings being drawn into a full moon, and the arrows with tail feathers pointed diagonally into the air.

On the other side, from the trees, countless tall red-skinned hellhounds poured in like a tidal wave.

The priestess's expression didn't change in the slightest, and she just watched coldly as the hellhound squeezed out of the bushes, spreading her limbs and rushing towards the Night Elf huntress here.

"Put!"

With Mavi's command, a dense array of arrows flew out, almost obscuring half of the sky, and the whistling sound of the arrows flying was sharp and powerful, enough to terrify any enemy.

The hellhounds charged fearlessly, and the speed of the arrows was noticeably faster. Arrows made of fine iron rained down from the sky, and the not-so-solid skin of the Hellhound was easily pierced. The Hellhound roared and continued to rush forward, and then more arrows pierced its body, and the full shaft of the arrow turned the Hellhound into a hedgehog, and finally sprinted back for a while, spitting blood from his mouth and falling down, and after several convulsions, he completely stopped moving.

Little Ash's hand holding the bow trembled slightly, not because he was afraid, but because he was excited. The elven girl plucked up the courage to shoot the arrow, which was deflected by trembling with excitement, but perhaps it was little Ash's luck, or maybe there were too many Hellhounds, and Ash's arrow accidentally hit the top of a Hellhound in the head and stabbed it in the head, killing the Hellhound with one blow.

"Follow me!"

Mavi shouted to Ash behind her, whether she heard it or not, and the Nightblade Panther rushed out. After a few waves of arrows from the elves, the remaining Hellhound still had the upper hand, and the female elves drew their round moon blades and rushed towards the Hellhound legion after their chief.

A flash of fear flashed across Ash's face, but it was quickly replaced by determination.

I'm sure I can, I won't let him down!

Placing the bow and arrow in the nightblade leopard's backpack, Ash drew a one-handed sword that could be said to be a little thin, and ran out with a red face and a scream......

Karl, who was in the midst of a fierce battle with Manolos, suddenly felt a chill, as if something evil was staring at him. While entanglement with Manolos, he used his super vision and hearing to carefully observe every suspicious creature around him.

"Hah-" Manolos almost jumped to his feet, and the Abyssal Blade slashed at Karl hard.

"Bell!"

Karl raised the Sword of Tyr to parry, only to be knocked back a few steps by the sheer force.

"You dare to get distracted by fighting me!" Manolos scoffed, but the movements in his hands were not slow at all, and the 'Hell' was danced into phantom shadows, as if it was about to tear Karl to pieces.

"Got you!"

Karl suddenly burst into the sky, and the abyssal blade that swept past him slammed into the ground, splitting a deep ravine into the ground and splashing countless rubble.

"Don't want to run away!"

Manolos roared angrily, his massive body nimbling across the battlefield, anyone who stood in his way, demons or elves alike split in half by the Abyss Lord. Manolos saw it humiliating to be defeated by Carl, and he definitely didn't want to let go of this opportunity to wash away the shame.

If this human is also taken in by Sargeras, it means that his chances of defeating Karl are even slimmer.

A large arc of water mist appeared in the sky, and it was the cloud created by Carl's figure breaking through the sound barrier. Karl slammed to the ground like a god, and several demons on the ground brandishing weapons ready to intercept Karl turned into a pile of rotten meat.

A terrifying-looking creature standing in front of Carl. Thick long hair covered almost the entire face, two small, pointed horns on the top of the head, also thick long hair on the legs, feet were split sheep's hooves, and the tail had a long tail like a lion's tail.

Sartre!

A mutant class of the Burning Legion, Karl remembers that every satyr was created by Sargeras himself.

Looking at this somewhat familiar face of Sartre, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of Carl's mouth.

"It's really a life where we don't meet! It seems that your master doesn't want to abandon your dog for the time being—"

"Harvey!!" (To be continued.) )