Looking at the Lich King, looking at the surrounding human wall surrounded by demon soldiers, looking at the swords and armor, and looking at the winged knight who covered the sky, Alan had a kind of blind confidence, confident that he would not die here, at least not here today.

"Your name is Montal. Len, right, Bearer of the Mark of Kaos. ”

The Lich King's voice was beautiful, like a sympathetic whisper in the ear, which devoured souls.

Alan shrugged his shoulders and said, "You ask your little brothers not to tie me up in such a shameful position, and I'll tell you my real name, okay." ”

"My name is Gianna, the current Lich King, they are not my little brother, but the brave and fearless Lich King Praetorian Guard of the Demon Plane, and we are the co-masters of the three planes!"

With his hands cut back, his body densely wrapped with metal chains from different dimensions, and dozens of elemental symbols around him were prohibited, Alan couldn't move as if he was carrying a mountain on his back.

"The pride of the Locke Kingdom, a hereditary nobleman, a former baron of waste wood, a hereditary duke now, the uncrowned king of the Duchy of Sadido, the overlord of the Savage Ancient Plains, a descendant of the Celestial Dragon Group of the Flame Dragon City, and a saint-rank archmage who has just advanced." The Lich King smiled and said, "I, am you right? ”

"And the number one powerhouse under the starry sky of the San Cassis Continent." Alan grinned, his body was restrained and sunk into the bottom circumference, but there was no fear on his face.

"Then the number one powerhouse under the starry sky of the St. Cassis Continent, do you remember the identity you will remember for the rest of your life outside the Outpost County?" After the Lich King finished speaking, his face suddenly turned cold: "The bearer of the mark of the great god Kaos, have you forgotten this title?" ”

Alan shook his head indifferently.

"Smack!" A whip of elemental magic struck Eren on the shoulder.

Blood flowed and flesh opened, and Alan gritted his teeth and snorted.

"Stinky!"

The beautiful Lich King, his right hand touching the tulle on his shoulder, and tens of thousands of people around him, all fell to their knees and closed their eyes.

The tulle was scattered in the wind, and on the white shoulders, a golden dragon's claw was revealed!

"You, too, are the bearers of the Kaos Mark?" Alan was shocked, and he even felt a ghost in his heart.

"Yes, I'm just like you, I'm the bearer of the Mark of Kaos, but I'm more religious, and I'm the only one to bear the Mark of Kaos among the Lich Kings of all ages."

"Hey, hey, peers." The bones in Alan's shoulder gradually healed, and the skin fell off at a visible rate, forming new tissue.

"No, we are different, you have twisted your heart, forgotten your vows, and embarked on the path of self-destruction." The Lich King sighed softly.

This sigh seems to have a deep regret that cannot be dissolved.

"Together, you and I may be able to stop the fall of the gods." After the Lich King finished speaking, the elemental whip in his hand turned into a sharp long sword and pierced Alan's heart!

"It's a pity that you forgot who you are."

"You say I。。。。。。。。 Will I go back to the world that belongs to me? Really, it's very unwilling. Alan spat blood from his mouth, his eyes gradually lost their sparkle, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually faded.

Seeing Eren lying on the ground, the Lich King looked into the distance, and a smile spread over his beautiful face.

Countless teleportation circles appeared out of thin air in the distance.

Terran cavalry, elemental mages, dragons soaring for nine days, dwarves with hammers, elves floating in the air, roaring giants, massive orcs, druids transformed into giant eagles, and the Bloodhoof tribal banner fluttering in the wind.

"Order, attack." The Lich King lowered his head and muttered to himself in an inaudible voice, "Let them, for Alan, be buried!" ”

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In a small open-air bar made of logs, the black bartender said in proficient Chinese: "Dude, is this the end?" ”

Sitting across from the black bartender was a young man, wearing a plain black beret with no icon on his head, wearing an equally pure black vest, his bare muscles were like rocks, and a golden tattoo on his back was very eye-catching.

With a large cigar in his mouth, the young man spread his hands and said, "Yes, no, this guy let the Lich King stab him to death, and his little brothers didn't come in time." ”

"Fuck, isn't this a street hit?" The bartender was very unwilling to push over another glass of beer and said, "Count me on you, tell me the real ending, an ending that satisfies me." ”

The young man smiled, took a sip of the beer in his glass and said: "After Allen's death, the God of Chaos, that is, the Holy Father Kaos, came possessed, and the Lich King led the demon army to counterattack St. Cassis, and finally unified the three planes, and since then the three planes have all been demonized, and the three planes have lived in dire straits, and finally the catastrophe has befallen and the three planes have been destroyed. ”

"Oh no, it's too cliché, why do gods come and possess mortals?"

"Because the gods are so powerful, only a strong body can carry their souls." The young man played with the wine glass on the table and said as a matter of course: "This is the ending, how about it, I'll talk about three days and three nights of nonsense and some plots to make you happy?" ”

"NO, NO, NO, I DON'T LIKE THIS ENDING." The black bartender's face couldn't hide his disappointment.

A group of mercenaries of different colors who were listening next to them suddenly began to express their dissatisfaction, and many of them opened their mouths full of foul language to express that they were not satisfied with this outcome.

"It's just written by a girl who fights the street, why take it seriously, or I'll tell you a story about a female frequency." After the young man extinguished his cigar, he saw that the bartender and a large group of mercenaries were still unrelenting, and sighed helplessly: "Okay, let's talk about an ending you like, the moment Allen's heart stopped beating, he turned into a golden dragon, summoned those ancient heroic spirits who died in the Savage Ancient Plains, solved the demon soldiers, strengthened the Lich King, and returned to the Saint Cassis Continent to claim the king." ”

The black bartender was even more disappointed: "It turns out that the plot collapsed, it's better than the ending just now." ”

As soon as the young man wanted to explain, a sharp and piercing sound sounded, and then the deafening explosions came one after another, and the mercenaries in the bar immediately ran out and began to find cover.

Seeing the black bartender fleeing, the young man whispered helplessly: "Actually, there is only one ending, that is, the girl who hit the street opened a new book in the urban class, so the lord roared and couldn't write anymore!" ”

As a cannonball smashed into the center of the open-air bar, it turned into a ruin, and the flames were everywhere, and the ruins suddenly turned into a sea of fire, and all the mercenaries who didn't have time to run out were buried under the fire.

Half an hour later, a big man two meters tall ran over, and the young man stood up from the rubble with a disgraced face.

The tongue of fire and cannonballs just now didn't seem to hurt him at all, but the young man's shirt and camouflage pants were reduced to nothing, and the golden tattoo on his back was also brought to life under the scorching sun.

It was a very unusual suddenness, a man with blond hair, standing on top of a giant dragon's head, and on the ground were countless races from Western mythology prostrate on the ground.

The big man who ran over seemed to have long been accustomed to it, and did not pay too much attention to the tattoo behind the naked young man.

At this time, somewhere in Africa, the temperature was at least minus 30 degrees, but this big man had a green scarf around his neck, which looked very ridiculous.

If you look closely, this scarf seems to have life, and it will squirm slightly inadvertently.

"Chief, Master Conslet said that the monsters on the Green Goblin Plane are restless again, and Miss Gianna asked you to bring your brothers back to help."

The young man sighed and whistled, and after a whistle, hundreds of big bald heads about the size of this big man rushed over from all directions.

The smell of wine filled the air, and these big men did not seem to be afraid of the rain of bullets, and many stray bullets hit their bodies, leaving only a light white factor.

Under the feet of the young man, a blood-red aura gradually emerged, holding high the three edges. The military thorn shouted: "For the glory of the San Cassis Continent, for the glory of the Demon Plane!" ”

"For the glory of the Bloodhoof Tribe, for the glory of the boss!"

"For the glory of the Bloodhoof Tribe, for the glory of the boss!"

"For the glory of the Bloodhoof Tribe, for the glory of the boss!"

The young man made a standard combat gesture, pointed to the tanks and armored vehicles that were slowly driving in the distance, threw away the MP5 pinned to his waist, and said with a smile: "Brothers, let's not bully them, hand-to-hand combat, quickly resolve the battle, Gianna's little Nizi has found a reason for me to go back to you and me." ”

"Up!"

A quarter of an hour later, the armored car was dismantled to pieces, and the heavy tanks were all overturned to the ground as if they had been wrathed by the Hulk, and the young man held the three edges. After taking out a handful of shiny crystal stones from his arms and throwing them to the ground at random, a huge void gate appeared out of thin air.

The young man smiled and walked in with a group of big men.

In a ruin not far away, the black bartender watched with wide eyes as the Void Gate faded away, and finally laughed like a fool.

"I knew, I knew, the Great Lord of the Wasteland wouldn't let a demon girl die so easily."

Author's Note:

This book is officially over.,2017 January 1, New Year's Day began to conceive.,May and June began to upload.,It's been a whole year now.,During the code word.,Crying and laughing and wanting to give up.,Fighting spirits have been high.,That's it.,The first male frequency Western fantasy text,Finished written.。

Thanks to my editor Xiao Er, who was silent, instructed me on how to write to sign a contract, instructed me on how to write to attract readers, and instructed me on how to improve myself, although in the end, maybe I disappointed him, because to be honest, the first half of the book, I was not satisfied with myself, and in the second half, I collapsed, this is the truth, the big truth in my heart.

Most importantly, I would like to sincerely thank those friends who have accompanied me all the way, with you, it is really, really, really very good, very warm.

It's warm, it's warm, not because of subscriptions, not because of remuneration, not because of rewards, but because I know that you are with me.

Next, there will be two chapters, it may be written about Kaka, it may be written about the handsome old man Conslet, and it may be written about the Bloodhoof Tribe, because I am very unwilling, unwilling to be angry with myself, give up too early, collapse too early.