"Carving insect skills!"

Only to hear a deafening howl, the wide blade tore through the smoke and dust, and the violent air currents visible to the naked eye instantly wiped everything in front of him completely clean.

But at the same time as Manolos rushed out with his front feet, Lanlos's upside-down hands were fully extended. Blue lightning leaped between his fingers, forming a thick and straight spear of thunder.

Grabbing the Thunder Spear tightly, the mage immediately raised it over his shoulder, and with a low shout, the Thunder Spear sped forward with countless sharp and piercing bangs.

Manolos' eyes were full of disdain as he burned and churned, and he directly swung his blade and smashed it down, trying to destroy this terrifying spell with brute force.

But just as the blade was about to touch the Thunder Spear, the latter suddenly split in the middle, bypassing the blade and the terrifying wind, and slammed straight into Manolos' shoulders.

Only to hear two intertwined explosions appear, the double thunder spears hit the target at the same time, and the Abyss Lord erupted into a roar mixed with pain, and the whole person retreated one after another under the impact of spells.

After all, it was a spell known for its penetrating power, and the Thunder Spear left obvious scorched black cracks on his left and right shoulders. But that's all, it's just a scratch to the surface.

Manolos let out a sarcastic sneer, but before he could speak, a subtle but powerful torrent of magic rose rapidly through the ruins.

The pitch-black energy enveloped the whole body, like a flame and a churning cloud. As the shadow spread, the irregular tattoos that covered Lanloth's chest and back suddenly bloomed with a bright green glow.

The wings of pure chaotic energy spread out, and the strong wind shattered the smoke and dust in the air, clearly exposing the eyes of the black demon spewing purple and green flames to the sight of the destroyer.

What made the latter's heart palpitate even more was that as Lanlos raised his hands in the air, a straight pitch-black rift suddenly appeared in the space. Then, the mage's palm slowly loosened, and the rift split in sync with his movements.

As the hands continue to stretch, two become four, and four become six. A full six Calamity Black Blades, a full six nine-ring spells!

No, it's not just sixfold.

As the aura on Elunis's body reached its limit, six more black blades appeared!

Twelve Nine Rings Spell ...... The overflow of magic alone had severely distorted the space around Lanloth.

Five fingers spread and raised his hand forward, Lanloth's cold expression looked extremely dangerous under the dim light of the Calamity Black Blade. At the same time, twelve black blades were aimed at Manolos in unison amid a humming sound.

Without waiting for the latter to react, the mage's palms clenched into fists.

With a seemingly non-existent explosion, twelve pitch-black rifts cut through the space, and in a sharp and piercing cracking sound, the black blades of Calamity that were constantly staggering and flying galloped towards the face door of the destroyer.

The emerald green flames immediately burned on the broad blade, and as the powerful chaotic magic erupted from Manolos's body, it seemed that even the heavens and the earth trembled and roared into the sky. The huge body wielded the giant blade with a sense of agility like flowing water, and met the terrifying spell strike without fear.

While!

The huge blade slammed into the black blade that bore the brunt of it, only to see an obvious concussive ripple explode in the air, and the sharp blade that could tear even space was actually sent flying in a rough way by Manolos' powerful force.

However, this is only one of a dozen or so rifts flying in the air.

Seeing Manolos slash through the Black Blade of Calamity, which had halved the power of time and space replication, was excited, Lanlos smiled coldly, and his clenched fist slammed into the open.

In an instant, the rest of the black blades accelerated towards the target like a rainstorm. It was as if the outline of a black dragon had been drawn in the air, threatening to pierce the demon's chest with its terrifying fangs.

As the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat four hands, even though Manolos is extremely powerful, in the face of such an attack, it is still obvious that he has more than enough heart and not enough strength.

With a piercing scream, a black torrential rain sped down in the mourning of space. The saboteur clearly sensed the threat of this spell, and in order to protect himself, he used his fighting skills almost to the fullest.

The massive blades of flame swirled in the air, and Manolos used his power to fend off the attacks of the Black Blades of Calamity. However, despite the seemingly clumsy coherence of his size, the coherent connection between the moves and the style of his body made Lanlos feel terrified, and nearly half of the pitch-black blades silently slid through the demon's defenses, colliding with his indestructible armor and flesh.

The green blood familiar to the orcs continued to gush from the scarred scars of various sizes on Manolos' body. Pain, which repeatedly stimulates the anger of the saboteur. As the fire of evil energy in his head became more vigorous, the power of his blade became more and more terrifying.

But everything has two sides, and the more powerful you wield the blade, the bigger the opening and closing of the move, and the more difficult it is to retract the stance after swinging the weapon.

In short, the stiffness time has become longer.

Chirp!

A blade darker than this dark canopy seemed to have a mind of its own, and its flight speed reached extreme speed in an instant as Manolos smashed the other black blade with a single slash. With a scream sharp enough to make his eardrums painful, the shiny black sword seized the opportunity of the saboteur's empty door and burst straight into his arms.

Poof......

The sound of flesh being torn apart came to an abrupt halt, followed by the crisp sound of one end of the double-headed greatsword smashing to the ground, and Manolos retreating one after another. The black blade, where most of the blade pierced from the heart, was trembling slightly, and Manolos grabbed the hilt with his powerful left hand, regardless of the continuous damage to his palm from the spatial rift.

Looking down at the pitch-black sword that had almost left him on his head, Manolos' emerald green eyes had a faint hint of scarlet.

Roar!

There was only a roar that seemed to shake the earth, and the hot green flames burst out of his mouth in a fierce howl, almost against his chest, and hit the ground vertically. As it engulfed the Black Blade of Calamity, a splash of evil fire greedily crept up his body, as if even its owner wanted to burn it.

It's a pity that the demons of the Burning Legion have a high resistance to flames, especially the rough-skinned Abyss Lord. The flames of destruction in the sky only added some special effects to the horror caused by his massive body.

When the flames dissipated and the dark blade in his hand had vanished, Manolos stood in the enduring fire of evil energy, raised his head, and was about to laugh at the mortal who had tried his best to only hurt himself, but the scene in front of him made his whole body tense.

As his attention had been focused on defense, Manolos only then realized that the black blades that had been bounced off by the giant sword cut through the pitch-black arc in the air, silently falling towards and merging into the increasingly solid ink-like sword in the hands of the pitch-black demon.

The Black Blade of Calamity itself is not an entity, but a trail left by the powerful magic that tears through space. This power has a very strong ability to penetrate and cut, and unless the target is already stronger than the concept of space, or has the resistance of spell and spell-like abilities, anything will only look like a piece of tofu in front of it.

Even the spellcaster himself, after condensing the eleven calamity black blades on Adruin, Lanloth clearly felt the power that was about to burst out, and the negative pressure of the space as if he was about to break free from his control at any time and shatter everything.

However, with the joint assistance of the Eye of Dalaran and Elunis, none of this happened.

Airplanes!

With a gentle swing of Adruin, who had been filled with surging magical energy, even though only slowly and carefully, the space around him continued to shatter like a shattered mirror, and it took a long time to gradually recover.

Shattered, not cut open as before.

The strength of the magic power in his hand has caused a drastic change in the nature of the Calamity Black Blade. At this moment, the weapon in Lanloth's hand was no longer a 'sword', but a void everywhere he went, destruction.

Without making a sound, the dark demon raised his head, revealing a breathtaking coldness with his eyes that still sparkled. The shadow beneath his feet suddenly activated, rising like a storm, dragging Lanloth and disappearing with him.

Shadow Walk?

Demons aren't just reckless, Manolos also knows a lot about shadow magic. Unlike normal Shadow Walks, it was not silence that accompanied Lanloth's disappearance, but ......

Bang!

A pitch-black passage suddenly came to Manolos from Lanlos's original location, and with the roar of something collapsing, the entire passage collapsed in an instant, and countless spatial rifts spread like lightning.

The terrifying momentum made Manolos can't help but take half a step back. It was precisely because of his retreat that the part of his vision that was obscured by his bloated chest and belly could be reflected in his eyes.

Even the Shadow Realm couldn't hold up the end of the spatial rift that collapsed together, and the pitch-black demon held a giant sword in his hand, and his eyes under the thick horns flashed with a light that made Manolos' heart tremble.

Rumble!

Everywhere the sword light went, everything was shattered.