Holding the maid's hand again, Birmingham felt a trace of warmth in addition to an irrepressible cold, the kind of cold that seemed to come from the polar regions made Birmingham's palms tremble uncontrollably, this cold was so familiar, it was like the frost dragon at the top. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The dragon's curse was fulfilled at this moment, the mortal who slew the dragon could not get rid of the roar and resentment of a dragon when he was dying, the huge darkness and the identity of the dragon when the pillar of the demon god was still there made the curse of the frost can only be suppressed to the minimum, but now with the soul lord wrapping the pillar of the demon god in the body of the maid lady, the curse of the frost finally found a gap for catharsis, and the irrepressible cold instantly filled the body of the imperial empress.

The frost white occupies almost all the exposed skin of the maid lady, and even the originally smooth face is now imprinted with pieces of crystal snowflakes, and a layer of frost is covered with a light layer of frost on the eyebrows, the body temperature is constantly dropping, and the vitality is also disappearing little by little.

"Hey, Frona, damn it!" Birmingham looked at the maid lady who had fallen into a deep sleep, knowing that no amount of words could awaken the heart that was gradually being consumed by the cold, and the eagerness instantly sounded in Birmingham's heart, and at this time he saw the familiar family heirloom sword inserted in his chest, a dragon-slaying blade, a sword of the end.

Without thinking much about it, he didn't even have time to stop Tianxi, Birmingham had already pulled out the long sword on his chest, the cold and dragon pressure corroded the soul of this down-and-out nobleman, but Hermes's dark ritual made the soul that should have collapsed burst out with unimaginable vitality, even if it was hit by the final blow, this soul body still showed no signs of destruction.

"Shouldn't I thank the Abyss Goddess at this time? The thought popped into Birmingham's mind, and then he felt that it seemed to be a little disrespectful to the goddess of creation, but Birmingham finally stopped this somewhat whimsical thought.

"I think you should praise Goddess Tyrese at this time, after all, no matter how great the Goddess of the Abyss is, it is impossible to save us from this place. ”

Tien Hey's words puzzled Birmingham, but when he saw the huge whirlpool spinning in mid-air, Birmingham began to meditate in his heart that the great creator of this world could help him.

It was a huge vortex of lantern men and Bestra, a collision of extreme power between the Lord of the River and the Dark Dragon, and as Nasr rushed into the air with the darkness in Frona's body, the illusory and fluttering darkness gradually expanded in the night sky, and then painted a dragon scene.

The earth-shattering roar broke through the sheltered realm where the Celestial Tree was about to collapse, and the dark demon dragon also spread its wings at this moment, its huge body almost covered all vision, and on the other hand, the small figure of Nasr, the lord of the long river, but the seemingly mortal-like body burst out with unrivaled power at this moment, and in the face of the revelation of the true body of the demon dragon, the lord of the long river also mobilized all his strength to have a final duel with his fallen friend.

And this duel beyond the pinnacle brought about the fragile barrier of the mortal world began to crumble, even the powerful realm of the Celestial Tree could not withstand the unreserved impact of the two ancient things, one after another cracks of time and space emerged around Birmingham, and then continued to merge and converge, and finally formed a huge and incomparable void vortex, the black void is like a giant mouth that devours everything and exudes the breath of death, even Birmingham, who has become a soul, can't help but tremble deep in his heart, the void is not a place that belongs to the mortal world, it is a place where time and space have been lost, there is no death in it, there is no new life, some are just endless loneliness and cold, even the demon gods do not want to enter this void, for them it is far better to fall than to exile the void.

The void is such a terrifying existence for the demon god, let alone Birmingham, looking at the gradually spreading whirlpool, Birmingham's trembling body is constantly reminding his master, hurry up and get out of here, don't look back, leave quickly!

"Praise be to the Goddess!"

"Isn't it too late to praise the Goddess now, my lovely Miss Sword Spirit. ”

"I'm praying for you. ”

"Thank you so much. ”

The bickering between the two did not affect the gradually spreading void vortex in the slightest, Birmingham held the cold body of Miss Maid, and with the concept of the Sword of Finality as a pillar of demon gods with a sword, he barely suppressed the dragon curse that spread in Miss Maid's body, and then retreated quickly without hesitation.

But apparently the other party was not so merciful to spare his enemies, and the four figures standing above the road gave Birmingham a headache, two of his old friends, the four-pillar demon god Lilith and the five-pillar demon god dreamweaver, as well as two sages of the Wizards' Guild.

Even though he knew that it would not be so easy to leave, but the sniper lineup was really strong, and at this time, Birmingham desperately hoped that Nasr could return to his body, but looking at the dragon flying in the sky and the lord of the river, Birmingham still dismissed this unrealistic idea.

"Death is your only way, Mr. Birmingham. "The Red Sage has written the final verdict for Birmingham, and the magic that has gathered around him has begun to kick in.

"I'm sorry then, great sage, I've already died once. The smiling nobleman suddenly waved the long sword in his hand, obviously it was a sword blade that was once extremely familiar, but at the moment of slashing, what poured out with the sword blade was an incomparably powerful black light.

The roaring darkness tore through the magic gathered by the sage, and I am afraid that even the red sage did not expect that the final sword had such a powerful power, and the slight astonishment brought the danger of brushing shoulders with death.

The sharp edge brushed the red sage's face, and the blood on his face had already told the sage that it was not easy for the sage to kill this mortal nobleman.

The sudden burst of power in the end made the four of them stop moving, especially the two demon gods, the gradual disintegration of the Celestial Tree Domain has made the mortal world begin to reject them, the rules of the goddess are quietly stripping away their power, and the discomfort of the body has begun to reduce the strength of the two demon gods, I am afraid that there is no need for Birmingham to make a move, and with the collapse of the Celestial Tree Domain, they will also be re-thrown into the abyss by the rules of the goddess.

Can't put it off any longer!

The eyes of the two demon gods met, the plan had been formed, and the attack was instantly swung, but the target was not Birmingham in front of them, but Nasr, the lord of the long river who was fighting with the dragon, and the source of the spatial disintegration was brought by the ancient lord of the long river.

Almost at the same moment, Birmingham also rushed in the direction of the collision of the two ancient things, although there was an imperial empress in his arms, but Birmingham's speed was not inferior to the charge of the two demon gods, and the mark of the Wind Blaster had been deeply rooted in his soul, even without the injection of the power of the Lantern Man, the speed of the wind was still at his fingertips.

The sword, horizontal in front of the two demon gods, people, still has not changed.

The five-pillar demon god looked at the young man he had seen in Shengang, looked at the empress in his arms, and suddenly a different emotion flowed from her heart, the young man at that time was behind the hard work of a declining male lion heir, and this time beside him was an innocent empress of the nascent empire, fate is really a very wonderful thing, at least this time is not bad for the five-pillar demon god.

"Come on, boy, write a perfect end to our fate!"

Different emotions from the past, different from the previous performance, the four-pillar demon god Lilith looked at the friend who had been indifferent in her impression in surprise and suddenly showed a rare smile, feeling the emotions that she had never felt in her chest before, Lilith felt scared for the first time, fear of the unknown, worry about her friend.

"As you wish. Birmingham stood with his sword in his hand, his expression solemn.

When the young nobleman's voice landed, it was already a long sword shot, and under the stage of the duel of ancient things was the confrontation between mortals and demon gods again.