Everyone could feel the amazing oppressive force from Imiron!

With a flick of his arm, the huge heavy sword slashed through the void in a thick arc, and where the blade passed, three or four Scourge Viku were instantly split in half, screaming and disappearing into invisibility, not even leaving a corpse.

As the most elite half-giant left behind after the creation of the Titans, the owner of the entire Utgard Castle, and the absolute leader of the Viku people, even if he is deeply affected by the curse of flesh and blood, but Imiron's strength is unrivaled in this cold Northrend.

As a lord level, he is simply a real predator, with a strong physique, amazing strange power, all of which seem to show Xue Huan and others his strength.

"What's wrong? That's the strength of your outrageous words?"

Imiron laughed fiercely, raised his giant sword and slashed straight down from top to bottom, landing in front of Xue Huan.

This sword was so powerful that it swallowed mountains and rivers, as if it had used the strength of his whole body.

Bang!!!

With a loud bang, a powerful shockwave reverberated at the blade of the Sword of Imiron, spreading out like a rapidly blooming lotus flower, sweeping the entire battlefield with flying sand and rocks.

At this moment, whether it was the troll warrior wearing armor or the Scourge Viku warrior with a fierce eye, they were all shocked by this sudden shock and retreated, and several of them who were closer to the Cataclysmic Viku warrior were directly shocked by this blow and flew out and slammed into the pillar.

Xue Huan raised the Frost Sorrow in front of him, gritting his teeth to feel the powerful power of this blow, he took the time to glance at the troll leader beside him, and Dakuru's face was also iron-blue.

The power of the lord, terrifying!

"You're only going to rely on the undead legions under your command, it's a pity that they don't even have the qualifications to sacrifice swords for me!"

A rough voice vibrated back and forth in the main hall.

No one could stop Imiron, who wildly swung his greatsword and opened and closed his moves, leaving no room for defense.

In fact, he didn't need to defend at all, no one could pose even the slightest threat to him as a lord, and all the Dakale trolls twisted in by his wild power were torn to shreds, splashing blackened blood flying all over the sky.

Xue Huan couldn't stand it anymore, he couldn't let this monster slaughter his "subjects".

Leaving Kel'thugad where he was, Xue Huan rushed into battle with the Frost's Grief, followed by Dakuru as his form moved.

When the killing Imiron, who was fiercely raised, raised his battle axe, and the next moment he was about to sink into the neck of a troll who could not dodge, a sword and an axe almost simultaneously blocked the powerful blow that Imiron swung.

The enraged king turned his head to see a thin human struggling to control a rune sword, and it was the skeletal rune sword that shone with a cold cold light, blocking his thunderous attack.

"Hmph, little reptile, you finally dare to face me in person!!"

Imiron's pupils contracted, and with a roar of rage, a terrifying force suddenly burst out from his body, and the huge sword of Imiron was swung by him vigorously, and the strange force that enveloped it seemed to tear through the void, and it actually destroyed the defense formed by Xue Huan and Dakuru.

"Oops!!"

Xue Huan was shocked, but it was too late, his body was out of control, he couldn't make any movement at all, he could only let the other party take his body crookedly, under the strange power of Imiron, he spit out a mouthful of blood, flew upside down, and his body smashed on the thick wall like a cannonball.

And Dakuru is also not happy, as a fifth-level warrior, he is far inferior to Imiron in strength, after a long and bloody battle, his body has reached the limit of what it can bear, and like Xue Huan, as soon as he came into contact with Imiron's giant sword, he was also bounced out by this powerful force, and his back hit the pillar fiercely.

Unfortunately, his tomahawk was not a weapon like Frostmourn, and his tomahawk was shattered by the sword of Imiron in a massive collision, and the flying blades pierced Dakuru's muscles, causing the troll to let out a low roar of pain.

"Hiss~"

In Kel's worried expression, Xue Huan touched the back of his head in pain, and struggled to get up from the ground, his eyes blurred.

He swore that since he had come to this continent, he had never been hit so badly that it was as if the bones of his body were about to burst.

He gasped and shuddered as he picked up the frost sorrow that had fallen aside, the corners of his mouth still staining with shocking blood.

Feeling the contemptuous gaze from Imiron, at this moment, he realized how terrifying the opponent was, and how small he was.

In a short period of time, dozens of fresh corpses were scattered in the bright hall, including trolls and natural calamity Viku warriors, and on the other hand, Imiron with an indifferent face, he didn't even have the slightest scar on his body under the continuous battle, and his proud "subjects" could not pose any real threat to the powerful King of Imiron.

"What's wrong? I'm going to give up so soon, I haven't had enough of it!!"

Imiron carried the giant sword on his shoulder, and looked at Xue Huan, who was half-kneeling on the ground, breathing, and he showed a disdainful smile.

Xue Huan clenched his teeth, at this time he already disdained to quarrel with the other party.

In fact, he had been watching Imiron's every move, trying to find any fatal weakness in the formidable foe in front of him.

But there is no doubt that the mighty King of the Veku people has no flaws, or rather, with Xue Huan's strength, he can't detect Imiron's flaws at all.

"Arrow of Chaos!!"

There was no longer any hesitation, Xue Huan shouted, and several sharp Chaos Arrows shot out, this was already his only remaining spiritual power, I hope it can have a little effect.

However, Xue Huan's expectations were soon dashed...

I saw Imiron standing in place, motionless as a mountain, looking at these fragments of evil energy roaring towards him with contempt in his eyes, and he gently stretched out his hand...

In the next second, something happened that surprised Xue Huan!

These originally scorching fragments of evil energy were easily grasped in his hands with a wave of his big hand, and with a heavy pinch, they were directly crushed into powder.

Looking at the lime that overflowed from Emiron's fingers, even Xue Huan's heart was already cold to the bone, and he couldn't help but tremble.

This evil spell that had accompanied him against the orc forces, and which even Orgrim Doom did not dare to resist, was so vulnerable in front of this Viku king?

How is this possible!?

Just when Xue Huan had not yet recovered from the shock, King Imiron's offensive came again, this blow came even more quickly, Xue Huan, who was unable to react, had to raise his sword to block, but the huge difference in strength could not be reversed, and the next moment, Xue Huan flew upside down towards the other side of the hall again, and the back of his head hit the stone wall hard.

"Wow!!"

A huge amount of blood gushed out of Xue Huan's mouth.

This time, after suffering from Emiron's blow, he felt that the bones in his whole body were about to shatter, and the severe pain numbed his nerves, and blood flowed from his forehead.

He propped his hands on the floor and struggled to get up again, but gritted his teeth and tried several times, all of which failed.

After the evil energy he relied on lost its effect, he was already not good at martial arts, and he no longer had any capital to face this powerful opponent.

"Hahaha!!, you, who have defeated countless elite warriors under my command, are you capable of this?"

Imiron laughed cruelly as he walked towards Xue Huan who was lying on the ground, and when he approached less than five meters away from the latter, his eyes suddenly froze, and he subconsciously raised his giant sword to block it reflexively.

"Bell!!"

A black ball of energy bounced straight off the blade of the Sword of Imiron, striking the wooden beam at the top.

Shadow Arrow!?

King Viku's expression finally changed.

Looking at the empty hall except for Xue Huan and Dakuru, who were still breathing, Imiron's doubts were born, but after thinking about it, he was immediately relieved.

Soul body, this long-lost term jumped into the sea of Imiron's knowledge!

Creatures in this form are not much different from the undead, but the cost of resurrecting the dead into a soul body is even more costly, because no one other than some powerful creatures have no insight into the existence of these ghosts.

But sadly, Imiron is clearly not among them...

"Poor little reptile, you could have sat back and relaxed, but your stupid actions have exposed yourself, and right away, I'll pull you out!"

Imiron squinted with a sinister smile.

Then, like a jackal locked onto its prey, he slammed forward, grabbed it with his big hand, as if breaking through the chaotic void, and lifted out Kel'thugad who was hiding in the shadows.

"The host !!"

Kel's sharp voice suddenly sounded in Xue Huan's heart, revealing fear that he had never felt before!

Damn it!!

What to do!?

He struggled to get up, but the weakness that permeated his body made it impossible for him to move.

Xue Huan, who collapsed to the ground, half-squinted, watching as Imiron choked Kel'thugad's neck, and the giant sword in his right hand was ready to strike, as if the next moment, the cold blade was about to pierce the lich's body.

"Die, you poor necromancer!!"

"No !!!"

(End of chapter)