It was in this extremely short moment that Amenar raised his head, and the leaping purple soul fire seemed to be able to penetrate the heavy space and fall on Mu En. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

To be honest, he had thought about a lot of things before accepting the assignment, such as how to open up the situation, how to promote the teachings so that they could be accepted, after all, the reputation of the god of the dead was really not good, and how to win the believers, whether it was intimidation, or tenderness, and so on.

He also considered how to retreat in the face of the legendary throne and even the clone of the gods, and even make an effective counterattack.

Yes, it's a counterattack, maybe for other transcendent beings, it seems like a joke, but for him who has touched that realm and achieved certain achievements, it is not impossible.

However, he never imagined that he would have to spend so much effort in the face of an extraordinary person whose 'elemental control power' had not even reached its peak.

The strength that can defend the minotaur head-on, the speed like a ghost, the strong endurance that can't see the bottom line, and the sensitivity that can be perceived by the subtle killing machine, it is really as strong as the rebirth of the titan giant.

Is this sure that it is not the body of a legendary throne that has been tempered for thousands of years?

There is also the skill that tears the space as easily as it seems to play with and uses the spatial crack as a means of attack, the eighth-level spell 'Dimensional Slash' can only create a spatial crack, and the ninth-level forbidden spell spell 'Calamity Black Blade', although it is more powerful, seems to be far from the current number.

He was even able to enter the 'Sacred Realm'!

Hell, under the legendary throne, is there really a way to open your own 'sanctuary'?

Isn't this the reward for embedding one's core imprint in the will of the plane?

Is the world changing so fast that you don't even know it?

Or have you encountered the so-called one-in-a-million demon?

All this thought was just a slight reconsideration in the mind of the lich Amenar, but in reality he was not allowed to think too much, he knew that he could not afford to drag it out, although he could resist the spatial rift with a torrent-like 'spatial lock', but the minotaur must not have that ability.

The Minotaurslo survives in the labyrinth, but the one he carries with him is his companion, a pet summoned by 'summoning' when he was a human a long time ago.

He still remembers that at that time he was only less than a meter tall, with a fat baby face, and a pair of big eyes staring at him, there was still some cowardice and dazedness.

He also remembered how many times he had helped him block swords and how many spell damage he had blocked as he grew up and adventured.

He was attached to him, loyal to him, and even when he became a lich, betrayed his relatives, and was hunted down by everyone, he was the only one standing behind him, or standing in front of him, covered in scars, but without regrets!

He also remembered that in the endless coldness and desolation of the Kingdom of the Dead, it was he who accompanied him through these long, seemingly endless years, and it was he who did not let him annihilate his soul in loneliness and loneliness.

He had to save him, even if he did his best!

The purple fire in the eyes of the arrogant Ice King Amenar suddenly flickered again, and the spell he was chanting seemed to be obscure for a second, but it became smooth again, and his body took a step back.

Strangely, another Amenar appeared in its place.

This is different from the remnants left by Mu En because he was too fast, this is not a clone with certain real characteristics created by the 'Mirror Image', this is one of the useful origin traits of the Legendary Throne, and it is another incredible power that is different from the 'Sanctuary'.

That's what it is...... A real clone!

However, it seems to be a little difficult, with the undead nature of the lich, there seems to be some liquid similar to sweat on his forehead, and the soul fire in his eyes has also dimmed a few points.

Amenar naturally didn't dare to delay, he quickly held the spell again, and in the slow time of the 'Sanctuary', his pale lips quickly opened and closed, as if no sound came out, but in the air there were all kinds of strange beast roars, snake roars, dragon roars, and death words, they were intertwined, turning into a strange sonorous incantation.

In the normal concept of time for mortals, only he could be heard spitting out a few incantations word by word.

Then, little by little, the pitch-black flames on the skeletal staff were compressed, smaller, until finally they became as weak as flames, as if they could be extinguished by the wind.

And above the flames, I don't know when a spinning orb appeared, the size of a baby's fist, blue and crystalline, spinning uncertainly, and it seemed that a frozen world could be seen inside.

Time passed as always, and in the next moment, the minotaur fell, the bright blade of the sword passed through his chest without a doubt, and the fiery heart was cut in half, blood splattered, and the power began to dissipate little by little.

The minotaur fell from mid-air, and when it hit the ground, it lost the strength to leap again.

The divine light in his eyes began to dim, with some disbelief and unwillingness, and he was frozen in the scene where the shock wave that was not replenished and gradually cracked by the spatial crack.

It was as if he saw that his body and soul would be crushed, and that everything would be reduced to nothingness.

In another instant, the orb on the Lich Amenar's Staff shattered with a bang, as if it had been smashed into ice, and the crystal ice chips swept through the hall in a ring with a terrifying cold.

The spread of ice blue frost covered everything, whether it was the oil lamps on the walls, the dust and stones, or the magic elements, or even the rampaging and distorted spatial cracks and phantoms in the sky, all of which were stopped, as if the smooth movie had been paused by pressing the pause button.

Silently, everything was frozen in place.

This is, time has stopped!

That's what it is...... Nine-level spell, Amenar's Everything Withers, Freeze Time!

Whether it is the spellcaster's magic or the wizard's witchcraft, it is actually a system that connects the past and the future, and the level and spell power division are similar.

For third-order great wizards or spellcasters, eighth-order spells are the range they can reach, and if they can use three different eighth-level spells in a row after a long time of preparation, they are already qualified third-order powerhouses.

Don't think that the eighth-level spells are very weak, not everyone has Muen's elemental resistance, and not everyone has the magic and attainments of the wizard Amenar, who can use the eighth-level spells wholesale.

The pinnacle and most difficult of the eighth-level spells, such as the Labyrinth Technique, Yang Yan Explosion, Law Shock Command, Bigbi Vajra Palm, etc., are already known as quasi-legendary spells.

And the ninth-level spell, that is already a truly legendary realm.

Each ninth-level spell carries a trace of rule-changing power, just like legendary professionals, the source of their power does not lie in the elements, not in the flesh, but in the pry and use of the rules.

Even if it is only a small change in the use, when the basic rules are changed, all the skills or powers that are structured on the basic rules will lose their effect.

Another example is the White Tower, one of the four major wizarding schools in the Black and White Academy, whose hole card is that the wizard tower itself has a ninth-level witchcraft inscribed on its deepest core, the Ultimate Destruction Orb.

The master of the Wizard Tower, the Extraordinary Great Wizard, can use the elemental pool supply of the entire Wizard Tower to sacrifice his own lifespan to promote this ninth-level spell, thus threatening the true legendary throne.

In fact, only this kind of means that can threaten the throne can be called the foundation!

Of course, threats are not matches, threats, and only threats!

This ninth-level spell is named after Amenar, naturally, it is also a spell created by himself, to be exact, this is a unique ninth-level spell that he transformed based on the ninth-level spell 'Time Stop', combined with the ice spell he is good at.

Time stops and the power of ice freezes, almost invincible, in his most glorious time, he once fought rampant all over the world, freezing thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and he once let the gods of weak divine power doppelgänger to avoid it.

The title of 'King of Ice' was created by this spell.

And now, countless years later, he really didn't expect that the first time he made a move, he actually used the spell at the bottom of the box.

Time has stopped, everything has frozen, and only he the Lich Amenar can still operate in this region.

In this frozen world, the real doppelganger took another step forward, the two Amenars coincided, and became a person again, the soul fire jumped slightly, he did not delay, the black iron crown was high, and the graceful steps were still the same, and he walked towards the dense dark crack that stood in front of him.

The frost-frozen world was his home turf, and everything seemed to be under his control, and wherever he passed, whether it was the dark and twisted rifts, or the frost that had been covered in the phantom that stayed in place, moved away, making a way for him, and when he left, he returned to his place again.

However, Amenar walked slowly, with great difficulty, to be exact, and after stepping over the row of phantoms that stood in his way, he actually stopped, and the staff was on the ground, and he held it with both hands, hunched over, and made a gasping motion.

After a while, the corners of his mouth pulled out an arc, and the purple fire in his eyes was slightly dim, which actually gave people a helpless expression.

If it was possible, he would definitely not be willing to enter the holy realm again, unwilling to use a true clone, unwilling to open the ninth-level spell, he was no longer the king of ice back then, for the sake of his master, he had fallen from that realm for a long, long time.

He had the knowledge and experience of that realm, but he no longer had the power to accumulate in that realm.

He could use the spells of that realm again, but he had to pay a terrible price, so painful that he couldn't accept it.

After a short rest, Amenar straightened up again and began to move forward, he did not bother with the frozen Muen first, but went deep into the dense spatial rift to find the minotaur.

This spell of his is a double effect, freezing everything and time stopping, because they complement each other, and each will continue in duration.

But 'time stops' is still limited, he must rescue the minotaur before time flows again, and the spatial rift is not simply 'freezing everything' can be stopped.

In the center of the spatial rift, he saw the minotaur that had been pierced through his chest, blood gushing in the air, he was not angry, he didn't even have a superfluous expression.

The Minotaur's injuries are mortal for ordinary people, but he is a lich and a sacrifice to a god of the dead, which really doesn't matter.

In fact, his gaze stayed more on the half-bright blade, and then looked back at Mu En's action of 'inserting' the sword, and there were several expressions on his face that showed several expressions continuously and clearly.

First there was a thoughtful understanding, then a surprise as if I remembered something, then a frowning thought, and finally a sigh of helplessness.

If it weren't for the real thing, probably no one would have believed that a so-called irrational lich would make these anthropomorphic expressions.

Eventually, though, he seemed to give up!

Grabbing the Minotaur's horns, pushed by the force of frost, he dragged the minotaur out of the place of death and placed it in a safe corner, and then, his eyes looked at Muen again.

If it was an ordinary transcendent, he believed that even if the effect of 'time stop' passed, he would be frozen to death by the frost with a trace of cold rules, but the person in front of him, he was unwilling to take this risk.

The obscure incantation was recited again, this time with no previous swiftness, slow and sluggish, but still pronounced with precision.

When the spell was completed, a pitch-black blade had appeared in his hand, wrapped with a trace of destruction, bloody terror.

- Eighth-level spell, Demon Sword of Destruction.

At the beginning of the mythological era, in order to strengthen his divine power, the god of destruction, Modixis, used the essence of the collapsed space as the raw material, forged with the flame of the sun, and supplemented by the blood of the gods as fuel, hoping to cast a terrible artifact that could destroy the plane, and it was this destruction sword that finally took shape.

Although most of the demon gods are crazy and paranoid, such crazy gods are not to be seen, even gods like the ancient god of death, Jecob, who do not ask about the facts.

Nonsense, you destroyed the plane, where did the believers come from?

Without believers, where does the power of faith come from?

The source of your own power has been cut off, and you see which god doesn't turn against you!

The fate of the God of Destruction is naturally different, but this Demon Sword of Destruction is indeed terrifying, it is said that even after the complete fall of the God of Destruction, this magic sword is stained with the blood of no less than three gods, and in the end, it is the God of Justice Tyr himself who took action and sealed it in the unknown depths.

This eighth-level spell was actually simulated and deduced by the caster who had seen the Demon Destruction Sword back then, although it was only shaped by the power of the spell, but it could attract a trace of the power of the body.

Just this trace of power is enough to make this spell have the effects of ignoring armor, extreme sharpness, extreme concussion cutting, and annihilation of souls.

Amenar held the magic sword in his hand and walked towards Muen step by step, he will use the magic sword to destroy the opponent's body and grind the opponent's soul.

Mu En in the stagnation seemed to have a strange movement, his feet were forked, his body was slightly squatting, his sword was stabbed to the ground with both hands, the expression on his face was still a little dignified, giving people an unaesthetic sense of obscenity, and there was still a layer of elemental fire on his body that was as light as substance, but at this time it was already covered by frost.

When he got closer, the magic sword had already been slashed in the air, and it seemed that he was about to cut Muen in half in the next second, and Amenar was even a little relaxed.

But at this time, a sudden change arose!

Mu En's sluggish eyes suddenly moved, his essence overflowed, and his body suddenly exerted force, shattering the power of the covered ice, and then, he moved his body slightly to the left, avoiding the edge of the Demon Destruction Sword.

The gray eagle held it horizontally in its right hand, frantically crushing the current nothingness, and the space shattered, bringing up countless spatial cracks that twisted like silver snakes dancing wildly.

The Lich Amenar was crushed without even reacting, leaving only the head of the Black Iron Crown that was swaying with soul fire and was caught in the air by Muen's left hand.

But he barely stopped, and the Greyhawk was once again advanced, and wrapped in a space-twisting blade, about to be slashed at the lich's head.

All this was so fast that the Lich Amenar didn't react, he knew that the other party must have been preparing for this blow for a long time, and it could even be said that the other party was following his own behavior and making a trap.

But why is the other party not affected by the 'stop of time'?

All this was too fast, and the fast lich Yamenar could only send a piece of information into Muen's mind with his mental power.

"You can't kill me like this, stop, I'll teach you how to kill me!"

PS: The idea is quite smooth, and I finished writing all the battle scenes of this catastrophe at once.