To be honest, Carlo really appreciates Nuada.

In order to achieve this goal, an elf born with a habit of cleanliness can hide for decades in the dirtiest and filthy sewers, not hesitate to eat his father and sister, and also know to unite with the Red King to deal with him.

He has the perfect qualities of all careerists, he should have succeeded, but unfortunately, the only thing he did wrong was that his starting point was too low, and his own strength was too thin to support the huge ambition to swallow the world...

"Kill him, grind his flesh into powder.."

Nuada looked at Carlo with a hideous face, and then turned to look at the Red King: "What are you waiting for?

"Heh.."

The Red King's face sank, but all the trolls and the Golden Guardian moved, drew their weapons, and slowly surrounded Carlo.

The Golden Guard dutifully obeyed Nuada's orders, and the trolls may have hesitated, but they had already raised their steel arms and slammed them down on Carlo.

These mechanical magical creations glowing orange from the inside out, each of them are more than ten meters high, and they move with the sound of the gears turning, wrapped in unparalleled power, just like a dozen tons of large trucks have been dropped, I am afraid that the trolls will not be able to dodge, and they will be smashed into a ball of meat sauce.

Carlo's face was calm, facing the fist that was several times larger than his body, he just glanced at it coldly, raised his hand casually, and waved his hand, as if he was driving away a few annoying flies, and his pale and slender palm was against the terrifying steel giant arm, but it turned out to be eye-catching.

The Golden Guardian was hit hard, and suddenly froze in place, and there was a grinding sound that made people feel toothache in his body, and a gear suddenly collapsed, pulling the next gear connected to it, and the chain reaction caused countless broken mechanical parts to fall from the Golden Guard's body like rain, as well as splashes of magical brilliance, collapsing layer by layer, and finally directly turned into a pile of scrap metal emitting green smoke, and even the orange light was extinguished.

This scene made everyone's eyelids on the field jump fiercely.

What kind of strength is this?!

In Carlo's hands, the indestructible Golden Guard seemed as fragile as a biscuit, shattering to slag at the slightest touch.

The surrounding trolls took a few steps back in unison, and it seemed that someone's weapon had accidentally dropped on the ground.

The Red King's face sank like water, and the crown of flames above his head became even more dazzling, and the flames rose, and even the shape of the crown became blurred.

Nuada's face was even more gloomy, glaring fiercely at Carlo and the pair of slag on the ground.

A person's pleasant voice sounded at an inopportune time in the quiet field, and Paige the Clown clapped his hands and shouted with a grin while swallowing his saliva: "So much fear. Hee-hee, I smell the big meal again.."

Carlo's face remained unchanged, and he was about to raise his feet in the direction of Nuada, when suddenly, a sound sounded at his feet.

I saw that the pile of broken gear parts suddenly couldn't help but tremble, and the orange light that had passed away bloomed again, and all the parts gathered together again and combined. After only a few minutes, a fierce and cold Golden Guard reappeared on the field, intact and only a little dim compared to before.

Carlo seemed to be stunned, and his gaze fell seriously on the Golden Guard who had "come back from the dead" in front of him.

He sensed it carefully, and soon it dawned that the core of the Golden Guard's power was not those complex mechanical structures at all, but a piece of alchemy at the core, with the ability to "recover" and "regenerate", as long as it did not exhaust its energy or completely destroy it, it could be restored all the time, and the body of the Golden Guard was also a special metal with a memory function, which turned out to be the true hideous face of the Golden Guard's ancient times - infinite strength, fearlessness, absolute loyalty, and infinite rebirth.

Carlo suddenly became very interested in the maker of the Golden Guard, and he could really be called a talent to make such a thing in the lower plane.

As most of Carlo's attention was focused on the Golden Guard, Nuada burst out laughing.

"I know you're strong, but so what?"

Nuada looked at Carlo, his face was full of madness and joy, and said wildly: "I have four thousand nine hundred golden guards, infinite resurrection, how many times can you kill them?.. O indestructible ancient warrior, obey my commands, kill him, skin him for me, and break his bones... I'm going to drink his blood, I'm going to suck his marrow, and you'll feel all the pain I've suffered."

Nuada's voice seemed to come from the ice fields of Siberia, with endless chill and resentment, turning into countless cold arrows and shooting fiercely at Kalo.

Carlo raised his head, squinted at Nuada, and said coldly at the golden guards and the trolls who were returning to their hideous appearance:

"I can give it to you."

Carlo's figure suddenly disappeared in place.

"Naturally, I can take it back.."

The next moment he had appeared in front of Nuada, standing still above the void, looking down at Nuada condescendingly, his dark golden eyes full of pride, indifference, and deep sarcasm.

Nuada's face changed drastically, he was afraid of Carlo's strength, so he kept a certain distance from Carlo, and there were countless golden guards and trolls in the middle, but Carlo still crossed it all in an instant.

"Red King, kill him! kill him.."

Nuada shouted frantically and quickly ducked towards the Red King.

The Red King bared his jagged fangs and roared at Carlo, a thick black chain bursting out of his stony right hand, and at the top of the chain was a great axe that shimmered with cold light.

Looks like he's even changed his weapon.

Carlo just glanced at the Red King calmly, the huge gorilla seemed to have been petrified, his whole body stiffened, and even though his muscles were tense and his eyes exploded, he couldn't move even a bit.

Even if you are a child of Satan, it takes time to grow, let alone on the "barren" soil of the world.

He was too weak.

Nuada's eyes finally showed a look of panic and fear, and the clown clapped his hands below.

"You're damned, you're damned.."

Nuada fled in the direction of the Golden Guard, who rushed at his command.

Carlo gently reached out and made a false grasping gesture, and Nuada's body flew back uncontrollably.

"Ahh

Nuada struggled in mid-air with her limbs flailed, her face terrified.

With a calm face, Carlo grabbed Nuada's head with one hand and removed the golden crown from his head with the other.

"No, it can't be! The crown only recognizes those who have the blood of kings."

"Bang", the rest of Nuada's words could not be spoken, because Carlo grabbed his head casually.

"The blood of the king?"

The corners of Carlo's mouth curled with a hint of disdain, and he took a deep breath slowly, and the soul rising from Nuada's headless corpse was sucked into his body without a bare left.

"The fifth sin is greed. ”