The battle continues.

The whispers in the void grew denser and louder.

These ancient creatures didn't care if their whispers were heard, and their whispers followed strange ripples throughout Medland. Both wise and unwise have heard their conversation.

They were judgmental of Joe, Murmur, and Hillman.

They commented on the heritage and strength of Hydra's bloodline, and they enthusiastically discussed how to deal with Hydra.

There is no doubt that even among these ancient beings, Helinger is the most difficult one to deal with, and these beings do not mind discussing some means of dealing with Heringer.

Haringle leaned on Margrethe III's shoulder, squinting and looking at the old fellows with bad intentions.

There was saliva flowing from the corners of His mouth.

Lord of chaos and devouring, Helinger was never a man of kindness.

He couldn't do it, or he would be happy to devour all the creatures in front of him...... How powerful He can become!

High in the air, thunder flashed wildly, and thunderstorms exploded.

Rumbling and Hilman played together, and Joe stepped back. Thunderbolts slammed into Qiao's body, exploding his flesh and blood all over his body, and large swaths of black scales continued to fall off, and a large amount of flesh and blood fell from the sky like a landslide.

Murmur and Hillman were merciless, and several wounds on Joe's body revealed wriggling internal organs and glass-like glittering bones.

Occasionally, dozens of heads from Doran and Hillman set fire and hit a certain part of Joe's body, and this piece of flesh and blood immediately vaporized, and the bones below were also cracked countless times, making a terrible cracking sound.

"All hydras are the Clans of Blacklinger...... an ancient being hid behind the clouds and hissed hoarsely, "I need Clans too...... So, Old Ghost No. 1, what about my family? ”

"Ah, we all need families." Behind a dark cloud, a huge, hideous snake head with seven sharp horns on its head slowly poked out, and it glared at Heringle fiercely, and let out a strange laugh of 'snort': "Let those humans, speed up the fusion of my blood......"

"In the beginning, it was you damned humans who slaughtered my family...... And what you owe to me, pay it back from your own people...... That's fair! A large dog's head, spitting flames and smoke from its mouth, poked out of the void, black saliva dripping from the corners of its mouth.

Every drop of saliva that falls to the ground will turn into a twisted and hideous black snake scurrying all over the ground!

"I don't have any claims to my family...... However, according to our agreement, I can use my abilities as I want...... It's a good feeling. A thick yellow-green cloud fell from the clouds, and his laughter was fleeting and soft, full of unsettling danger.

Joe was beaten back and forth, and he kept giving way to it.

He stepped into the void step by step, and gradually approached a thick dark cloud.

The blood light flickered within this dark cloud, and a blood-colored pattern was inlaid on the edge of the dark cloud. In the dark clouds, a man with a black carapace, the upper body is in the form of a bald strong man, and the lower body is an eight-armed foreign body with a spider body, lazily sitting on a blood-colored spider web.

This eight-armed man, each with eight arms holding eight weapons such as knives, swords, axes, and spears, was surrounded by blood-colored smoke in the cobwebs under his seat, and countless distorted faces loomed inside.

Reign supreme of intrigue, traps and assassinations.

This is one of the most notorious of all the ancient masters of the world of Medland.

The meaning of His existence is to kill, to kill by all kinds of conspiracies and unsightly means.

Whether it is a mortal or a transcendent, or a god who is high above, it is possible for him to become his prey...... His personality is twisted and cruel, and you will never understand what He will do in the next second and why he will do it.

Step by step, Joe retreated in front of Him.

Werther, who was originally silent and sat in mid-air watching a good show, suddenly turned red.

He licked the corners of his mouth, sticky dripping of saliva from the corners of his mouth.

His body trembled slightly, his eight arms began to wave up and down, the spider feet of his lower body slowly moved on the huge spider web, and his gaze locked on the back of Joe's heart.

Step by step, Joe stepped backwards, step by step towards Werther.

Witt raised his weapon.

The spectators on the side all showed subtle smiles......

"Oh, oh, there's a good show to watch!" With a large group of divine servants, Mu who was surrounded by a strong golden light smiled in a low voice: "However, I don't think he can succeed, what do you say?" Dear sister! ”

Muteste smiled coldly: "What if he succeeds?" ”

Mu pursed his lips: "What you say, I really don't like it...... Werther, according to legend, never succeeded in hunting down even one true master...... But those god-level dependents were killed a lot by him. ”

"Crimson, but it's a monster that's far more terrifying than those ancient existences!"

Mu sighed lightly.

Joe's body squirmed violently, and under the thick scales, strong and powerful muscles rose and fell like a tide.

His two legs had fused together and turned into a stout snake tail.

The eight sarcomas on the back of his neck were bloody, and the sound of a 'bang' heartbeat kept coming from inside.

He retreated step by step, and kept relieving, and had retreated to a place less than ten miles away from Werther.

Werther's body sank slightly, ready to cull.

The next moment, Doran and Hillman's concentrated fire attack hit Joe's waist fiercely, and a large piece of scale armor and flesh instantly vaporized, and Joe also let out a cry of pain and was blown up and flew backwards.

Witt let out a roar of joy, and he soared into the air, and the eight weapons erupted in dazzling blood light, stabbing Joe in the back of the heart.

The eight sarcomas on the back of Joe's neck burst open, and with a terrible sound of flesh and bone stretching, eight huge snake heads that looked like giant dragon's heads grew out with blood.

Joe's body shook, and like Murmur and Hillman, he also turned into a giant hydra that was hundreds of miles long.

Instead of ignoring Doran and Hillman's attacks, he opened his mouth wide and nine snake heads bit at Witt at the same time.

Witt let out a hoarse roar.

In Joe's mouth, a black vortex appeared out of thin air, and Werther's body was instantly torn apart and greedily swallowed by the nine snake heads.

There was a terrifying loud bang from all over the world of Medland.

Werther disappeared completely......

The smoke is completely gone......

Just as Joe had devoured Vares, the Lord of War, who had a similar authority to him...... In this moment, Joe devours Werther, the lord of conspiracies, traps, and assassinations.

Werther, never to be resurrected, he was completely annihilated.