Aragorn suddenly felt a force tugging at his body, and a cold touch spread all over his body. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Under the gaze of the people around him, a large amount of thick black mist appeared beside Artaldi, controlled by the Dark Ancient God, viscous as a liquid, echoing the dark cloud-covered sky.

"You all deserve to die!" the dark old god was gloomy, he was angry, and his heart was bleeding.

Dark Sacrifice is one of his few life-saving skills, it is considered ritual magic, but it does not require a long preparation, but after the sacrifice, the Dark Old God will lose all his abilities for a long time!

When the time comes, even a powerless adult will be able to kill him easily!

In order to get rid of this sequelae, the follow-up plan of the Dark Old God will also be delayed for a long time, which makes it acceptable for him, who is determined to rebuild his glory?

The Dark Old God swore in his heart that he would make them pay with their lives! No, their souls would be enslaved by him!

"Get out of here, Aragorn!" Ike shouted as he sensed something was wrong.

Aragorn's body was shaken, and his strong sense of crisis and Ike's reminder made him make the most correct choice, which was to retreat!

"Lock!"

The Dark Old God spat out a single word, and inky black chains flew in from all directions, blocking all of Aragorn's retreat!

Boom!

Aragorn's heart sank, the cold hairs on his back stood up, his eyes widened, and he immediately raised the wall of sighs.

Rumble!

In the next breath, a huge black skull shattered on the wall, and the terrifying force knocked Aragorn into the air!

"Aragorn!" Ike exclaimed.

Mountain Magic: Immovable as a Mountain!

As a shield warrior, Aragorn naturally had a lot of means to defend himself.

When the illusory mountain floated, the skulls that came through the air finally stopped their speed.

Boom! Boom!

But Aragorn became a target completely! like a punching bag, constantly being beaten!

The Dark Old God felt the power in his body, as if he had returned to a thousand years ago.

"It's a wonderful feeling, but it's not enough. ”

Click!

The immobile effect finally dissipated, and the successive blows of the Dark Old God numbed Aragorn's arm.

Skull Hell!

The Dark Old God stretched out his hands, and the skeletal shadows in the sky became more and more raging.

Four-Star Heavenly God Bless!

Aragorn roared, the sigh barrier in his hand emitting bursts of light, and a phantom of the god's mansion condensed, forming a diamond-shaped surface of light, desperately blocking the skeleton's attack.

Knock! Knock!

The barrage of ramming did not give Aragon a respite at all, it was a near-crushing offensive.

The Heavenly Divine Blessing could not hold out for long under the onslaught, and at the same time Aragorn also noticed the changes in his body, his muscles were trembling, and his chest was full of breath, which was very uncomfortable.

"Broken!"

The Dark Ancient God burst out, word by word, and Aragorn fell!

"Poof!"

Aragorn, who fell to the ground, immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, his big hand covering his chest, and his originally white skin was corroded by a layer of black mist!

"When... When..." Aragorn muttered as he stared at the black aura on his chest.

Smack!

At this time, Ike arrived, and in a moment he recovered a lot of McKick, thanks to Ello's faith.

Ah——————h

Skeletons in the air were overwhelming, screaming and hissing horribly.

The Great Wall of Wild Rock!

Ike gritted his teeth and unleashed a spell that made him dizzy with a strong sense of emptiness.

Rumble!

The reality is cruel, the Great Wall of Barren Rock was breached in just a photo, and of course this has something to do with Ike McKeeck's shortcomings.

"Poof!"

He took the skeleton's damage head-on, causing Ike to fall to Aragorn's side.

"Ike!" Aragorn was about to move, but he was involved in the wound and immediately collapsed to the ground.

The two looked at each other and smiled bitterly, now it was really time to run out of water.

Dante in the distance had the heart to help, but he had already spent so much strength that even walking became a problem.

Cassie and Nafi were fine, but they were blocked by the power of the Dark Old God near the entrance of the Pure Seal Realm, unable to move.

The Dark Old God who used the sacrifice temporarily possessed the power of Ichisei at its peak, and its power can be seen.

"Die!"

The dark ancient god had a hideous face, and he didn't talk nonsense, he wanted the lives of these two little ghosts, and then extracted their souls and brought them back to concoct a good job.

Shout!

There was a scream, and the huge skeleton rubbed against the air, even splitting thin slits.

A flash of pleasure appeared on the face of the Dark Old God.

"Saty..." Ike muttered as he looked at the familiar and unfamiliar face in a trance.

Death is coming! Is his tumultuous voice finally coming to an end?

"No!!"

In the sea of knowledge, Arsati roared wildly, and in the darkness he sensed the presence of his companions, and the darkness in front of him was replaced by a picture!

It was as if he had regained control of the eyes in his body, but the two people in his sight made his eyes crack.

"He" is killing his closest companion!

Click!

The chains stopped in front of Arti like a moat, leaving him with only a few seconds!

"No way!" Arsati suddenly calmed down under extreme anger, and he began to communicate his two rules———— death and reincarnation!

Only with their power can you escape! and save your companions!

Paranoid thoughts spread out, and Artardi's will was very resolute, and the two rules under the control of the Dark Old God began to react.

"Hmm!"

The face of the Dark Old God suddenly stiffened, and those two rules disappeared!

Syllable!

Looking at the rules that appeared in front of him, Arte had enough confidence.

"Thank you, my partner. Arsati gently stroked the rules, and the two rules also trembled slightly, responding to his master.

"One knife, I only need one knife!"

Arti closed his eyes, his right hand slowly opened, and the black sand particles around him suddenly condensed, turning into a black knife speechless form.

His heart sank into two rules, and he experienced the journey from death to reincarnation.

"A dream of life and death, disillusionment in three thousand worlds!" muttered Arsati, capturing a hint of truth.

Buzz!

The black knife was speechless, as if there was a spirit, and gently responded.

Hula!

In the next second, the two rules merged, the sword light flickered, and only that edge was left in the sea of knowledge!

Shuraji: Three Thousand Worlds!

A knife opens the world, the sword light is like a cloud curtain, and what emerges is a side of the world!

Birth, old age, sickness and death! Spring goes to autumn!

A hundred years in a lifetime, a piece of loess is empty!

Looking at the reincarnation again, it's another stubble!

Rumble!

The sword light shattered, and it couldn't carry this majestic rule!

The chains are broken!