Seeing that someone had taken the lead, the cautious Wang Xu immediately stopped his actions against the Great Flame Lord, stepped on the flying sword, and flew back to the side of the undead big bat. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Wang Xu, who returned to his original position, laughed at the six Nilou girls, and then helplessly spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders, expressing his embarrassment of being cut off.

Then, Wang Xu turned his gaze to the figure that burst out of the black sarcophagus, and he suddenly found that the black figure turned out to be the old lich Norman, who had unbelievably survived in Darel's god-level self-explosion.

It turned out that when Darel blew himself up, Norman, who was quick-eyed, entered the secret room of the main hall and got into a sarcophagus that originally contained the remains of the great priest.

Using his profound rune ability, it only took an instant for the old lich Norman to draw several defensive formations on the inner wall of the sarcophagus, and it was only with these formations that the old lich Norman survived Dareel's self-explosion.

He survived, but the force of the explosion was still too strong, and even if he hid in the obsidian sarcophagus, he would be seriously injured.

As soon as I saw that the skull of the old lich Norman was full of cobweb-like cracks, his right shoulder and his right arm had completely disappeared, and the snow-white priest's robe on his body had been filled with fishnets that had been burned into a thousand holes, and even the soul fire that existed in his skull slowly escaped from the cracks in his skull, and continued to drift away in the form of clouds.

For Norman, the old lich, it wasn't his own injuries that pained him, but the death of his lichs, all of whom had been completely vaporized by Darell's self-detonation, and their bones were completely gone.

At this time, the Great Flame Lord who was immersed in the body by Dareel's soul was shaking his head and shaking his head in the center of the magma lake, he didn't notice the old lich Norman who appeared behind him at all, in fact, even if the Great Lord of Flame found Norman, he couldn't do anything, because, at this moment, his consciousness was fighting with Dareel's soul for control of the body, once he failed, his consciousness would be eroded by Dareel, and his body would no longer be his own.

Looking at Norman, who was so seriously injured that he only had his last breath left, was still entangled with Dareel, Wang Xu twisted his forehead and shook his head, he felt very strange, he couldn't understand why Norman had to fight with Darell to such a point, is it really like Norman said, he wants to eradicate the evil Darell with a pious and righteous heart?

However, it doesn't look like ah, Darell is dead, her Lich King's body has disappeared from the world, and only a wisp of ghost remains, and there is nothing righteous or evil about the ghost, as for killing them all.

After thinking about it for a long time, Wang Xu finally believed that the reason why Norman would rather die and fight with Darell to the end is only one possibility, that is, revenge, pure revenge, what kind of justice and evil, etc., are just a disguise, all of Norman's actions are just to vent his own hatred accumulated for tens of thousands of years, and it has nothing to do with his beliefs.

Just when Wang Xu wanted to know what Norman was going to do to drive Darel's soul out of the Flame Lord's body, Norman made a big move.

I saw that after using all his strength, he finally managed to reach half the height of the Flame Lord's head in mid-air, Norman raised his remaining left arm and roared, and then, his left arm turned into a snow-white bone spear five or six meters long and half a meter thick, and on the bone spear, there were strange pink runes that appeared from time to time.

"Ha ......" another roar, and after a burst of dark blue evil light flashed through Norman's body, the pointed cone-shaped bone spear conjured up from his left arm slowly began to spin, and it turned faster and faster, and finally, the bone spear turned out of pink fire.

However, after the bone spear left his hand, Norman, who had lost his arms and was weak, quickly fell from the sky under the reaction force of the bone spear flying out, and fell heavily on the surface of the magma lake, and saw that the skeleton of his lower body was burned by the magma on the surface of the lake.

Thankfully, the place where he fell back was next to the obsidian sarcophagus, so he was about to be burned to ashes, so he stuck his skull on the wall of the sarcophagus, and he prevented himself from completely sinking into the lake and temporarily saved his life.

At the same time, the spinning Alien Fire Bone Spear drilled directly into the back of the Flame Lord's head, and in the Flame Lord's wild scream of "Whoop, whoa, whoop......" and hysterical roar, the tip of the bone spear drilled out of the forehead of the Flame Lord's bull head.

"Ah......h

Immediately, a white smoke poured out from the forehead of the Great Lord of Flames, and this smoke became thicker and thicker, and finally, it condensed into the appearance of Darel.

In the white smoke, Darell stared coldly at Norman, who was dying on the sarcophagus, and after a sudden weird smile, the smoke dissipated.

As the smoke dissipated, the former first nun of the Angel Church, St. Derell, completely disappeared, and Norman's revenge was finally avenged.

Just when Norman realized that his great revenge had been avenged, he began to arch his head and struggle to move towards the black sarcophagus, the Great Lord of Flame, who was tossed worse than death, completely broke down.

Immediately, he held his head with his hooves, jumped up violently, raised his arm and stomped another fire elemental creature in front of him to death, and then, after swallowing the crystal nucleus of the elemental creature he had stamped to death, the Great Flame Lord began a frenzied slaughter, and all the fire elemental creatures that were still on the magma lake became the prey of this madman.

After less than thirty seconds, the fire elemental creatures who realized that their lord had gone crazy hurriedly burrowed into the magma lake and absconded towards the magma zone deep in the center of the earth, even if their reaction was timely enough, but before they all fled, at least seven or eight fire elemental creatures were completely slaughtered by the flame lord.

As the Great Flame Lord covered his head and searched for the next target for him to vent, the only target in the magma lake was Norman, who was struggling to survive next to the sarcophagus.

A second later, while Norman was still arching and climbing onto the sarcophagus, a dark shadow descended from the sky, the hoof of the Flame Lord's arm.

With a bang of "......", hooves larger than the city gate slapped directly on the black sarcophagus, and in an instant, a big wave rose in the magma lake, and the fiery red waves splashed in all directions, shining on the crazy expression of the Great Lord of Flames.

When the Great Lord of Flame lifted his hooves again, there was nothing there, the obsidian coffins, the Normans, and even their fragments, all gone, without a trace.

Just as the Great Flame Lord slapped Norman to death and raised his head and roared, in an instant, his head was frozen by a large block of ice, and then, a light purple fighting qi blade instantly slashed through his neck...... (To be continued.) )