At this moment, Dutern saw a sword technique that fell from the sky!

The first thing that catches your eye is a brilliant golden figure.

The next moment I saw a pair of fiery red eyes, reflecting the brilliance of the sun, as if burning a raging flame

"Kuafu...... Chasing the Sun Sword!" Martin's lips coldly spat out these words.

The nimble silver wire sword in his hand bloomed with sun-like brilliance, and the burst of magic stirred up a whirlwind of air in the air, and the air flow enveloped Martin's toned body.

The wind was howling around him, and the air around him let out a nervous whimper in the face of the new swordsmanship that had been integrated into the laws of physics in this world.

The golden light has arrived!

The frenzied storm of blades unleashed by the Sword of Cologne wreaked havoc on the Demon Prince, destroying and trampling everything.

"Ahhhh

However, Martin's sword speed was too fast, and Dutern, who had not yet recovered from the heavy blow, could not keep up with Martin's sword at all.

Martin was like a hummingbird collecting nectar, circling around the Demon Prince's body, and every second, dozens of pieces of demonic flesh were chopped away, and the splash of demonic blood stained the ground in a terribly black radius of several meters.

Dutern's powerful life force became the most terrible torture, and the demonic cells frantically extracted his life force and repaired his damaged parts.

If his armor as strong as a wall was still there, he might have survived.

But his lower body was covered with slippery demonic tissue, and he didn't have time to strengthen it, and he couldn't support his body.

Martin's endless lightsabers kept disrupting his balance, and he only had half of his body left, which was obviously too long for a tomahawk like this.

Dutern could not give up his tomahawk, because it was a god-given weapon, symbolizing the favor that Thorn had on him.

"Zizizi!" it was the sound of an iron pot roasting fat pork, not enough to complete the regeneration of demonic tissue, and the idea of absorbing nutrients and cells hit Dutern's upper body.

The Demon Prince could feel his body drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the large armor that had just wrapped around his bulging body became empty.

You don't have to look at it to know that he is now more and more like a zombie from the vampire camp.

"No," Dutern exclaimed.

Martin continued to attack.

No mercy, no relaxation.

He knew that an opponent with the ability to infinitely multiply demonic cells must be killed, and in doing so, it was a necessary step to liberate a fallen soul and at the same time a necessary step to victory.

"You're going to be a stepping stone to my otherworldly path!" Martin yelled in his mind.

In the next second, Martin slashed Dutern's shriveled right hand with a sword, and the very specially shaped elephant trunk single-edged axe flew up with the severed hand.

Another sword, this time piercing through the gap in the armor, scrapped the opponent's left arm. Feedback from the blade let Martin know that Duterne's left arm was completely powdered.

"It's over," Martin shouted, plunging the last sword into Dutern's chest, completely destroying his last shred of life.

At this moment, thirty meters above the ground in mid-air, an illusory scarlet eye dripping with blood suddenly appeared. This eye is very terrifying, and just being stared at by it gives me a terrifying feeling of heartbreaking.

Whether it was Martin's side, or Karna and the others who were still fighting against the Chaos Warriors, or even the Chaos Warriors who were fiercely resisting, they raised their heads one after another.

What greeted them was a world at rest, with the atmosphere stagnant. Every leaf and grass in the heavens and the earth hung low, as if they were succumbed to this eye.

Lonely and terrifying!

Everything in the world is prostrate under this powerful will.

In the sky, the sun is dim, as if there is no qualification for the sun to intervene on this day.

Only Martin opened his eyes and raised his head proudly, and there was a clear clear in his pupils.

Obviously he could sense that the laws of the space around him were deviating, and he was leaving him in fear, and the percentage of analysis displayed on the obedient sword ea, which had already begun to secretly analyze this world, was also falling wildly.

Martin could even sense that the eye had a terrifying power powerful enough to cause the sky to collapse and the earth to crack. As long as it wants, it can dominate everything here with forces it can't resist, taking over the space around it.

But it didn't, it just quietly killed the colorful snakes and insects and countless insects in this rotten land as soon as possible!

As an accompaniment to its arrival!

The air was filled with the unbearable smell of blood for every citizen of order, as if in a pool of blood, allowing a butcher to pick which piece of meat to strike.

It is conceivable that the true god Terror is staring at Martin Lorraine, the only protagonist in the field, with its far-reaching gaze!

"Ugly Guy!" "Pretty interesting kind of power, quite interesting otherworldly souls!" I thought that this Kaos world had no secrets, and the so-called gods entrenched in it were nothing more than a bunch of boring idiots, so I launched the destruction of the world. I didn't expect that there would be an existence that could interest me. ”

"Ho, then I'm so honored!" Whether it's Martin himself, or Jin Shining, if he is an atheist at heart, or if Gilgamesh, who has never had a fear of gods, bows his knees to an otherworldly god, then it is a real fall.

Although he was a little frightened, Martin's heart was calm and ethereal at this moment, and he faced the will of an evil true god in the most insipid posture.

Martin's face was raised at forty-five degrees, and there was a confident smile on the corner of his mouth: "What? Do you want to spend a lot of effort to break through the spatial barrier, descend your own doppelganger on this magic-poor land, and fight with me?"

Dian En suddenly became angry: "You look down on yourself too much, don't you?

Obviously it was a terrifying level of divine might, and even Karna and the others unconsciously weakened their legs and sat on the ground, unexpectedly, Martin didn't feel anything.

The last stubbornness in his soul supported his waist pole to death.

A man's waist, as long as it is humbly bent once, will never be straightened again.

Martin is dying, but his face is light!

"I've always been very confident in myself!" without a trill, Martin spoke to Thorn in a tone like to a vicious dog barking but with a chain around its neck.

Suddenly, Fear changed, and his tone became playful: "Not bad, yes! It's just that with guys like you, this world makes me a little interesting! Go ahead! Struggle! Redeem yourself! If you guys who claim to be orderly can prove your worth, I don't mind giving this world another thousand years...... As long as I don't get bored......"