Rochester's other hand also broke through the ice and slammed it to the side, causing the ancient amber ice to crumble, and Rochester reappeared in the hall with a sinister smile.

He grabbed Milo, who was motionless, and threw it to the side as if he were throwing a rag bag.

Milo fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and never moved again.

Rochester smiled and reached out with his big hand. This time, it was Duland's neck that was grabbed. Rochester's movements were extremely fast, as fast as if he had just burst out of the ice. The hand reached out, and then it was in front of Duland's eyes. Compared with before it was frozen, Rochester at this time was as fast as lightning and as thunder!

And Durand is at the end of his power.

Not to mention the middle god, even if there is a lower god now, Durand may not be able to resist it, let alone Rochester, who has gone further after breaking the seal!

Durand could feel the large hand on his neck begin to tighten, but his eyes did not look at Rochester in front of him, but at Milo.

The neck was choked and couldn't turn, so Durand squinted hard.

Looking over Rochester's shoulder, he could see Milo lying quietly on the ground, dressed in white, without blood, revealing poignant.

Her neck was twisted abnormally, her face was still beautiful, and her eyes were already dark.

For a battle mage with strong vitality, a broken neck may not be fatal, but in Duland's eyes, Milo's breath of life is completely gone. The moment Rochester choked her neck, it actually completely crushed her heart, obliterating her entire soul and will.

Milo is dead.

He's dead.

Duland's face turned red, he held his breath and didn't say anything. Little by little, little by little, he turned his gaze back, his bloodshot pupils fixed on Rochester's smirking face in front of him.

"That's right, it's this expression, it's this look." Rochester almost breathed in touch with Durand, up close to Duland's eyes.

He said in a hoarse voice, "I know you're speechless now, but I know what you're going to say—"

"You're trying to kill me."

"You want to destroy me!"

"No cost. Play hard!! ”

Rochester gritted his teeth and paused word by word: "That's right, that's the mood, can you feel it now?" How I felt back then! Haha, hey, hey, hey, what's the difference between you now and me back then?! Slaughter...... Revenge...... Vent! You are the same person I was back then! ”

Rochester let go of his palm, as if hoping to hear what Durand would have to say.

Durand, however, is still holding his breath. His face was getting redder and redder, almost oozing blood.

The corners of his eyes cracked silently, and two lines of blood-colored liquid flowed down, I don't know if it was blood or tears.

Rochester said lightly: "Back then, I also ran to my parents' tombstone and shed blood and tears after seeing my brother shake hands and make peace with the Twin Heavens. Since then, I have never shed a word again. I became a soulless beast, and with revenge, I could betray myself to a thousand, ten thousand times more evil than the devil. ”

Plop.

Durand was slammed to the ground. Rochester clapped his hands and grabbed his backhand, and the purple gold crossbow on the ground flew back into his palm on its own.

The barrel of the gun is flipped with the head pointing downwards. Aim at Duland's heart.

"Any last words?" Rochester asked.

Durand couldn't move anymore, his eyes quietly looked at the giant tree sculpture on the dome of the main hall, and said slowly, "You'd better confirm to kill me." ”

Rochester grinned, "No problem! ”

The ballista suddenly presses down!

Powerlessness and despair filled Duland's heart, and there was never a moment. There has never been a moment when Durand regretted so much that he didn't bring the sword soul! If it is the knife soul that indirectly killed Ellie, then the person who indirectly killed Milo is Durand himself! I'm too arrogant. Arrogant enough to think that he can live from the strongest weapon of the Devourer and the Inquisitor.

Durand closed his eyes in pain: "I'm sorry, Milo, for failing to protect you." I'm sorry, everyone...... I can't protect you anymore. ”

The heart-rending pain suddenly swept through Duland's body!

Durand snorted, but reopened his eyes in shock.

Rochester obviously had a desire to kill himself, and it stands to reason that he should not feel the pain and be killed by a blow, but now, the intense pain is constantly telling Duland: he is still alive! Rochester's must-kill shot, actually stabbed a little?

In the midst of the congestion and blurred vision, Durand saw that Rochester was pounding his own head in annoyance, as nervous, angry and insane.

A low, angry, majestic voice came from inside Rochester: "Rochester, get out of my body!!" ”

The purple dwarf raised his head to the sky and burst out with a howl that was not like a human voice: "Ahh

The howl stopped abruptly, and the purple dwarf suddenly let go of the hand holding the spear, took two steps back, and pounded the ground in a rage, trying to resist something, saliva dripping from his mouth. Just a moment later, the purple armor on his whole body suddenly collapsed, detached from his body, and then was strangled into slag by countless electric snakes and thunder dragons!

With a thud, Rochester fell to his knees...... No, it was no longer Rochester, but Manus, naked, half-kneeling.

Teal anger lingered around him, quietly condensing into a robe, and then he stood up with some difficulty, as if he had just experienced a terrible battle.

Manus glanced back at Milo, who had fallen to the ground, his eyes glinting, and after a moment, a gloomy look flashed across his face. He took a breath to calm down, then moved to Durand step by step, pulled out the crossbow gun stuck in Duland's chest, and began to help Durand stop the bleeding.

Even in the state of extreme overdraft, even when the rest of his body trembled uncontrollably, Manus's hands remained steady and methodical.

Durand didn't move, didn't speak, and left Manus to do his bidding.

Durand also didn't ask if Milo was still saved, and Manus's expression was already clear.

"Rochester's deity may have won, so he can get the power infused again and break through the seal after being frozen by you."

Manus said.

"You go back to Sendelo and join your sword clone, you need him to win, and he needs you to exert the power you deserve."

"Duland, thank you for the work you've done for Sendro so far. You don't have to blame yourself for Milo's death, I forgot who I was at your age, and I was lost in drunken dreams and death. You're not perfect, but you're good enough. ”

"From now on, Sendlow will ask you."

After a brief but smooth explanation, Manus completed the last action to stop the bleeding, and then took Duland's hand and pulled him up.

The hall was empty and magnificent, and Durland and Manus stood in the center of the hall, under the sculpture of a giant tree, like two little ants.

But at this moment, Manus's figure is so majestic and tall that Durand is a little ashamed of himself.

The giant tree swayed, sprinkling glorious tassels on Manus's body.

The perfect man looked at Durand with a smile in his eyes, his eyes full of brotherly warmth and encouragement.

Faced with such a look, Durand's whole body shook and realized something. He took two steps back, gritted his teeth, and didn't speak, just shook his head.

Manus was still smiling, his eyes unmistakable.

"Duland, listen, I can't completely suppress Rochester, but I can pull him and die with me......"

Manus raised his hand, ripped open his shirt, exposed his strong chest, and said, "So now, you must kill me!" (To be continued......)