The battle between the two sides immediately entered a scorching stalemate.

Merkel's body was constantly spinning, teleporting, and shifting to avoid being attacked by Gatling. His giant bone flashed in the air, swinging again and again, but, very unfortunately, although this bone stick was powerful, it could not always fall on the bronze ancient hall, so that he could not do anything about the fierce killing machine.

Failure after failure made his soul fire more and more dim, and the power of death in the godhead continued to consume, and at the same time, in his skull, the life force that seemed to be resurrected once again had the upper hand, constantly harassing and devouring the power of death. Although the Godhead can draw power from the Sea of Death almost infinitely.

However, it also required his mental energy.

What Merkel lacks now is precisely mental power, he not only has to control the landing point and collection of the giant's bones, but also command the power of death to fight endlessly with the arrow of time, of course, in order to continue fighting, he also has to absorb divine power to replenish his own battle.

In addition, in order to dodge various attacks, he also needs to constantly teleport at short distances under the sea.

Even if his divine soul has surpassed the level of a sub-god and is no different from a god, he is not a god after all, and there are many powerful attacks from gods that he can't use at all.

In the midst of the attacks of these gods, he could only rely on the advantage of his divine soul to exert his divine power transformation. However, although this divine power transformation was good, it could not break the barrier of the defensive artifact. There is nothing that can be done to break the enemy's edge. This made him quite depressed.

The Bronze Hall became agile and eerie, attacking like an assassin in the dark, and the pressure on him suddenly increased.

The power of the Grim Reaper is extremely viscous. This makes every swing he has to pay a great mental price.

And this price is ultimately to consume his divine soul, his soul fire.

For the necromancy. Soul fire is their root. Once the soul fire is annihilated, then the divine soul that exists in it will be annihilated.

Although skeleton warriors are considered melee soldiers. But Merkel is not, he is an outlier among the skeleton warriors, or rather, his spirit is attached to this body as a last resort.

After all, his first target was Elan, but he was hindered by force majeure when he invaded Elan's sea of consciousness, and he didn't want to return to the space of his dark and lonely Revenant Ring again.

So, I could only reluctantly choose to enter the former master of this divine world, the fallen necromancer. A skeletal warrior who has become a god. Or rather, the Skeleton King.

This skeleton is very good for hand-to-hand combat, and the bones are solid, like gold and iron. It has been tempered to the extreme by the power of the god of death, and it can be easily navigated in the sea of death.

However, Merkel is more miserable, he is a necromancer, more of a long-range attack, and relies on a massive army of revenants.

In this heavy sea of death, he can swim with ease. But he also lost a lot of help, including the many resentful spirits and crows in the Forest of Life, and in this sea area, such a weak existence has no room to live at all. They will only be crushed into dust.

And these methods are no threat to Gatlin and others who are hiding in turtle shells. Instead, it was his bone rod that was the most threatening. It's a pity that it's just in vain if you can't hit someone.

The pace of the battle between the two sides suddenly accelerated, and every move could not be fully used. Often, only halfway through the shot, the situation and position have changed drastically. Let them only give up the attack as if vomiting blood.

Merkel is getting more and more unbearable in such a battle, and Gatlin and others are not feeling good.

After all, the Bronze Ancient Hall is a big household that devours energy crystals. They had previously gathered millions of hedrons. At this moment, it disappeared like flowing water, and the mountain-like spar was consumed at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into energy to urge this behemoth to fight.

At the same time, Gatling and Gander took turns to control, which also became extremely difficult, and the battle lasted too long, after all, their strength could not fully stimulate the potential of this artifact, and they could only use energy crystals as a supplement.

Such a situation is a huge burden on their divine soul and spiritual power, and the loss of energy crystals is even more multiplied.

In order to speed up the course of the battle, both sides kept increasing their speeds.

In the inky black water, cyan and black shadows rotated and migrated, and the entire seabed was like boiling water, bulging and convex, full of eddies and violent waves.

And Queen Kosia and many elven elders are waiting for the opportunity to attack, while constantly casting status spells on Gatling and Gander to make up for their lost mental power and magic power. This is the capital that the two of them can use the body of a subgod to urge the sub-artifact to fight with Merkel, a quasi-god, for a long time.

"It's a pity that this is the Sea of Death, and we have a lot of means and weapons that we can't use. The corrosive power of the power of death was so annoying. ”

"Yes, it's really annoying, ordinary weapons can't resist the erosion of this Grim Reaper's power."

"It's a pity that the conditions for this artifact to be activated are really harsh, otherwise, we wouldn't have been so difficult."

"If only the Great Elder were here, with his weird archery skills, he would definitely be able to kill this damn black skeleton."

"Yes, if it weren't for Elder Pol Ponliu, we would have been defeated a long time ago, and it would have been impossible to encircle and suppress this guy here."

"It's a pity, although the Great Elder's arrow of time is powerful, it is extremely difficult to comprehend, and this battle would be better if it came a hundred years later. Princess Cynthia's strength is still too low. ”

"Alas, it's really a shame, there are millions of people in our elf race, and only the little princess has comprehended this arrow of time against the sky, otherwise, why would our elf clan be so embarrassed, tens of millions of years can only live in a corner of the secret realm, and there is also the exploitation and oppression of the Hariran people."

"Although we can rely on the power of the artifact to fight with it, we have never been able to defeat and kill it, and after a long time, once the spar in our hands is exhausted, at that time, I am afraid it will be too late to escape. We have to find a way to solve the problem quickly. We don't have time to wait. ”

The magic arrows in the hands of many elders of the elven clan, as well as various magic skills, attacked like a torrential rain. Occasionally, spiritual magic is sacrificed to create all kinds of problems for Merkel.

However, although Merkel's attack was not effective, the defense was airtight and leaky. The big bone hammer in his hand is suitable for attack and defense, as long as he waves lightly, no matter how dense the attack is, it can be blocked by it, and although his divine soul is weak, the quality is extremely high, and the divine sense is extremely pure, and tens of millions of years of training are by no means covered.

Those spiritual attacks and enchanting powers couldn't affect his divine soul at all. For him, it's just a dream bubble, and it can be wiped out with a wave of his hand.

The two sides are like two fierce tigers fighting each other, and no one can help anyone to win the other, but it is a situation where the opponent will meet the good talent in chess.

And such a situation is obviously not a good thing for both sides. (To be continued.) )