Frostmourn, the sword of evil and darkness with the power of the Lich King, tempts his wielders to flee to the darkness and craves power even more.

And power, for the sorrow of frost.

Derived from killing.

The faint blue light wrapped around the body of the icy god of war as it grasped it.

At that moment, this legendary powerhouse suddenly opened his eyes wide, looking at the frost sorrow in his hand.

"Sure enough, it's an evil artifact, and it needs to suck their souls by killing living beings to increase its strength! Moreover, in order to be able to perfectly exert the ability of this weapon, it is necessary to turn the host into a necromancy! ”

The icy god of war had a sense of struggle in his eyes.

But the hand, which had been completely attracted by the sorrow of the frost, firmly grasped the hilt of the sword, and did not relax for a moment.

"Master, will he resist the temptation of Frost's sorrow?" The Demon Hunter, looking at Bai Yunfei on the throne, asked in a low voice.

"Rest assured, he can't resist it, as long as he still has the pursuit of power in his heart, he can't put down that weapon, however, if he doesn't let go, his mind will fall step by step, and his body will gradually turn into a necromantic creature." Bai Yunfei said softly.

"However, Frost Grief is indeed worthy of the few precious materials I found on Earth that I spent most of the magic crystals and divine power points."

"Not only can it achieve the effect of increasing the caste for the host by absorbing souls, but it also comes with level 1 damage lifesteal (absorbing the opponent's blood to restore itself), level 1 tearing wound (making the opponent's blood flow endlessly), level 3 evil aura (increasing attack speed and health recovery speed), level 3 evil contract (extracting necromantic life to restore itself)."

"Such an artifact, I believe, it will not disappoint me!"

Below, the town is in ruins.

The Frost Dragon Guardian hovered anxiously around the Frost God of War.

"What should I do, Your Highness actually holds such an evil weapon!" The guards shouted.

"High Priest, go and contact the High Priest!" Seeing the icy god of war in a state of struggle, one of the surviving officers shouted.

"High Priest, coming!" The guards also replied anxiously.

Call~! As a cold wind blew, the first to arrive in this town was not the high priest of the north, but a legendary powerhouse from the territory of the Essian Empire.

It was a legendary assassin named Black Thorn, who stood on the top of the mountain, saw the changes in the town, and felt the evil aura in the air, the Black Thorn whispered: "What a powerful evil aura, could it be that the legendary demon king actually appeared here?" ”

"Huh! The powerhouse of the North, the icy god of war? ”

"Not good! An assassin of the Adventurers' Guild! It's the black thorn! The guards on the back of the Frost Dragon roared angrily, and they rushed over regardless of the difference in strength, they knew in their hearts that if this guy leaked the matter of His Highness getting the evil artifact, they were afraid that the northern realm would become the public enemy of the entire continent!

"The god of war guard of the Northern Temple! Frost Dragon Knight? "Although the Black Thorn is not a legendary peak powerhouse, it is also a legendary powerhouse that has reached the middle level, according to the level of the god realm, it is also a legend that has reached about level 85-90, and it is definitely not something that a saint who does not even have level 81 can resist.

Swish!

The black thorn figure flashed, and when it reappeared in the air, it turned into hundreds of black figures, and they all rushed towards the frost dragon, and the short sword with cold light in their hands turned into a series of dark blue fighting skills, and when its hundreds of figures returned to the ground, in the sky, the two dragon knights had already exploded into brilliant blood flowers along with the dragon under them, and turned into blood rain and sprinkled below.

"Bathing in the rain of blood, stepping on the bloody road, sowing black death, may my black thorns pierce your throats, and let you, like thorn birds, sing the last peerless voice."

Black thorns, stepping on blood and water, slowly walked towards the icy god of war.

His eyes were on the evil divine weapon, Frostmourn.

Just as the sorrow of frost tempted the god of war, the black thorns were also tempted.

At that moment, Black Thorn even thought that as long as he got that weapon, he would be able to become a god!

Such a temptation, coupled with the weak posture of the Ice Cold God of War at this time, actually made this assassin bold and even tried to challenge the peak powerhouse of the legend!

"Hmm......" The Ice Cold God of War turned his head sharply and looked at the black thorns, his eyes were angry, but there was also a hint of helplessness.

He hesitated, hesitating whether to completely pull up the frost sorrow for the sake of strength.

He doesn't want to be a necromancy, he doesn't want to be a dark, and he doesn't want to become a heretic in the eyes of everyone in the future, relying on killing to increase his power.

But...... When his own subordinates died tragically in front of the assassin. Strength, the thirst for power, like a flame, quickly ignited the whole body of this icy god of war!

"Choking~~!" The majestic body of the Icy War God stood up suddenly, grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, and pulled out the entire sword body of Frost Sorrow in one fell swoop.

"Wow~~!" The Icy War God, who lifted the Frost Sorrow, roared at his hair, with a roar of sadness and despair.

"Damn it!" The black thorn retreated a hundred meters suddenly, still blown out by its erupting qi wave, and couldn't help but let out a low shout, picked up his mental method, and disappeared into the air by sneaking.

"The artifact is mine!" With a bang, with the flicker of blue light, the assassin appeared behind the Icy God of War, and the short sword stabbed at the Icy God of War.

"Bang~!" The short sword pierced the heart of the icy god of war without hindrance.

This made the black thorn very excited, no matter how powerful the strong person was, after the heart was destroyed, he should be powerless to resist it.

However, the cold god of war turned around as if nothing happened, and his right hand quickly grabbed his wrist.

Don't wait for the black thorns to react.

Frostmourn had been picked up by the Icy God of War's left hand, severing the Assassin's right wrist.

"Ah~!" The assassin who retreated violently, looked at his wrist, and screamed, the pain brought by the frost sorrow was not only **, at that moment, the assassin felt that not only his wrist was cut off, but also his soul seemed to be cut off!

The blood flowed uncontrollably from the wound.

fell to the ground, but turned into a faint blood mist, absorbed by the ice blue sword frost sorrow in the hand of the icy god of war, and then, under the witness of the assassin, the short sword inserted in the heart of the icy god of war, snapped, and was forced by the muscles to withdraw from the body and fell to the ground.

And the ** of the icy god of war has returned to normal, and the wound has not even had a scar.

"Whew! Call! ”

The Icy God of War lifted up the Frost Sorrow, and his eyes became as white as icebergs.

Frost Sorrow's first drink of blood brought it an extremely refreshing pleasure, but at the same time, it was also slowly transforming its body.

"Kill!"

Boom! The Ice Cold God of War kicked the ground violently, and a sonic boom was produced in an instant, and the high speed brought by this instant explosion made the black thorns completely unable to react, and they were pierced through the body by the frost sorrow of the Ice Cold God of War.

"Ahh The black thorn grabbed the shoulder of the icy god of war in disbelief, but he couldn't stop it, and the vitality of his whole body was absorbed by the extremely strange magic sword.

......The body of the black thorn began to wither like a tree, and finally, it turned into a decaying skeleton, snapped, and fell to the cold ground.

"Ahh~!" The Ice God of War easily killed a legend, but he roared out with a sad and angry roar.

He recovered from the wounds he had suffered in Yanjing, and by killing the Assassins, Frostgrief was given a chance to level up.

Frostmourn is powerful, but it also makes it even more powerful.

However, on the other hand, the Ice God of War can feel that his heart is more irritable and impulsive than ever, more eager for power, and eager to kill.

"Your Highness!" The high priest flew down from the sky.

I saw the corpses of the guards, and I also saw the frost sorrow in the hands of the Icy God of War.

"Nope! Your Highness, you must not pick up this evil artifact, it will corrupt your heart! ”

"Nope! Sacrifice. The Ice Cold God of War pinned the Frost Sorrow to his back and whispered, "I need him now, I must rely on him to defeat the Demon King!" This is my only chance, my only chance! ”

"Your Highness~!" The High Priest's face was pale, and he also felt the Alsatian aura in the sky that had not dissipated for a long time, combined with the evil artifact, the High Priest couldn't help but say, "Could it be that there is really a demon king resurrected?" ”

"No, if this is the Demon King's artifact, Your Highness, you can't use it."

"I know...... But it's already too late. The Ice Cold God of War clenched his fists and took a deep breath of cold air: "I can feel this artifact, bringing me the torture of my soul and **, but...... I have no choice, even if everyone turns their backs on me, even if everyone doesn't understand me, I still ...... Need it. It needs its power to protect the entire North! ”

"Your Highness......" The high priest was about to swear allegiance on his knees.

"You ......"

"Bang!" The High Priest's eyes widened suddenly, looking at the great sword that had suddenly pierced his chest.

This accident made him look at the Ice Cold God of War in surprise.

"I'm sorry...... My dear friend. The Ice God of War whispered, "I know, you can't support me. ”

"However, I need your position and the strength of the entire North to support me until ...... I became a god! ”

"You're wrong, my friend." The high priest vomited blood from his mouth, staring at the icy god of war, he did not resist the other party's attack, but showed a wry smile: "This is the conspiracy of the demon king, this is the temptation of the demon." ”

"You...... Fallen. ”

"Yes, I am depraved." The Icy God of War nodded, pulling out the Frost Sorrow.

The power of the cold turned the high priest into an ice sculpture.

"However, this is the only chance for the North......"

The Ice God of War looked at the ice sculpture of the High Priest, and suddenly turned his head and looked at the surviving soldiers in the distance.

They are all the best soldiers in the North, the best soldiers, and the most heroic men in the North.

But...... But they saw the fall of the god of war.

This is not tolerated.

The sorrow of frost, this one, is destined to drink blood.

Face the legend, face a legendary peak powerhouse with an evil artifact in his hand.

The remaining hundreds of warriors, as well as thousands of civilians, were slaughtered by their guardians in a matter of minutes!

The Icy God of War, who had done all this, rushed back to the northern city as fast as he could.

He wants to turn the entire northern realm into a forbidden area before the magic message comes, and keep all the warriors, mages, and frost dragons firmly in his hands, only in this way can he have a chance to continue to be strong!

Because...... Without an army, no matter how powerful he is, it is impossible to resist the siege of dozens of legends and hundreds of thousands of troops!

(To be continued)