But before the King of Bones could breathe a sigh of relief, another dull crash came from the top of the tower......

Mirko looked up, and at some point, a hole appeared in the spire of the clock tower, and the dazzling sunlight poured in through the cracks......

The half-elf swordmaster who was knocked away actually flew back in a big circle, holding the Frost Sorrow and the Ash Bringer, waving his huge black and red wings and falling from the sky like a divine soldier descending from the sky.

"Boom ......"

The sound of a third violent collision sounded......

This time, Mirkor, who had lost an arm, was finally caught off guard and sent flying by Acoste, and the thin skeleton slammed into the Silent Bell, sending out a distant and rippling bell that spread to every corner of the Moon Sea......

"Bell...... Clang...... Clang...... Bell ......"

For a moment, whether it was the elves who played songs elegantly in the Elven Tree, the merchants who sold in the distant mountain city, the ministers who discussed the national policy in the majestic palace of Murmaster, or the iron dwarves who kept mining day and night on the day of the Lost Peak, they all stopped their work, and they all looked in the direction of the distant White Castle, not knowing where and what was happening......

"Damn mortal......" The King of Bones was furious, if it weren't for the fact that he had transferred all his godhead, divinity and divine power, if it weren't for the fact that his artifact Horn Crown was shattered by the "Black Staff" Kelburn, and the Mirko Finger was not brought with him, if it wasn't for the clone he came here instead of the main body, how could it not be able to deal with such a guy who is not even a legend......

However, Mirko is a medium-level god in charge of the dead, waste, decay, fallen, old, and exhausted, and its pride cannot allow it to be defeated by a mortal like this!

Mirko raised his head and screamed, and a wave of gray decaying energy rippled out. The bodies of the women, who should have been dead after hearing this roar, staggered to their feet (the dead were resuscitated......

Acoste looked at the female corpse summoned by Mirko with a grim face......

These resurrected corpses are not very powerful, even with the special bonus of the King of Bones. These women, who were just ordinary people in their lifetimes, are only at the level of low-level professionals after becoming undead......

These undead creatures of strength were originally no different from ordinary people in the eyes of the half-elf sword saint, but now. But it seems to have become the last straw that overwhelmed the balance of victory and defeat......

Acoste clutched his abdomen with his left hand, blood pouring down from the wound like a fountain.

In that position, a huge wound almost cut off his entire body......

From his own vantage position, the half-elf Juggernaut can even clearly see the small intestines, stomach pouches, kidneys and other internal organs that are peristasis in the stomach.

Half-elves have always had a weak physique, but instead of falling in an attack that would kill an Ogre Overseer (an Ogre warrior of 12 creature levels), the Half-Elves launched an equally powerful counterattack that knocked Mirko flying......

The reason is that although Acoste's health is not high, his resistance to blows is top-notch......

He gained a spell resistance skin and steadfast will when he became a mid-tier professional. When his physique was raised to 15 points, he obtained natural armor, maximum health +5 and electro-resistant skin when he was baptized by dragon blood, and when he became a high-level professional, he obtained advanced specialties such as agility and evasion, parry master, and the bonus in his transformation state at the moment, even if the half-elf sword saint is not as resistant to high-level fighters who specialize in defense, but it is almost the same as barbarians and berserkers of the same level.

It can be seen that the King of Bones has lost his divinity. The strength has fallen out of the legend, but the strength of the other party is still impossible to underestimate.

"Hehe, mortal, I know you're running out. Give up those useless struggles and join me so that my glory will shine on you forever. "How vicious Mirkor's eyes are. It could see at a glance the current state of its opponent, and the King of Bones couldn't help but say a few words proudly. Trying to disturb the inner state of the half-elf sword master even more at this moment......

"Hehe, take back your set." Acoster suddenly turned to look at his teammates who had been blown into the corner by the shockwave due to the fierce battle ahead. The look in his eyes became more determined.

"I've been told something like that before, why are you dead people so bored? Isn't it good that everything is decided by the strength of the dignified and upright? ”

The Half-Elf Sword Saint turned his head and sneered, immediately making the King of Bones angry.

As soon as the two spoke, Mirko was immediately compared by Acoste in terms of language, as if he couldn't beat the other party himself, and he had to use this little trick to interfere with the other party in order to win, although the King of Bones really thought so in his heart......

"Okay, then I'll kill you with my own hands, and then train you to be my best thug." Mirkor's soul fire suddenly swelled, and hundreds of female corpses immediately received some kind of bonus, screaming and rushing towards the half-elf sword master.

Acoste, on the other hand, stood there smiling, looking at the King of Bones with a playful look.

This kind of look made Mirko a little hairy, but the King of Bones couldn't think of a single place where the Half-Elf Sword Master could turn the tables, so he forcibly put his doubts in his heart, and wholeheartedly controlled his army of the Dead to rush towards the Half-Elf.

"Ding......

Just as the sharp nails of the first female corpse were about to rub against Acoste's cheeks, a crisp metallic sound appeared behind the King of Bones......

Mirko only felt two cold sensations in the back of his skull, and then a painful sensation came from the depths of his soul fire......

"Ahhhh The King of Bones let out a heart-rending scream......

The female corpses that were manipulated by the King of Bones immediately paused for a moment......

And it was that pause that Yacoste moved......

Fierce flames erupted from the boots of the half-elves' feet, and Acoste, as if equipped with a flamethrower, turned itself into afterimages like streamers and passed through the layers of corpses, and appeared in front of Mirkor's body in an instant (flame burst).

"You're the third creature I slew with divinity......"

The half-elf's leather armor, which had been halved in half, glowed with an earthy yellow magical aura (grumpy).

Two magic swords slashed into the earthy skull of Mirkor......

At this moment, the wind in the attic of the Silent Bell stopped flowing......

The world is quiet...... (To be continued.) )

PS: It's been three more, and the official is very powerful...... (╯з╰)