When Birac found Aaron, he was in Shanny's temple, alone with his back to the Primordial Demon Prince.

The battle in the city did not affect the hero of the Cormier people, the famous Viscount of Sunset Lords in the country, the young man nicknamed the King Bearer, many people were often surprised when they saw Aaron that he was not yet twenty years old, and more people were surprised by the astonishing speed with which his strength had increased.

At this time, the floor of the temple had been blessed by Aaron's Wind of Life magic, and the pool was filled with the purest water of Guillon, and there was still a thin layer of mist around the temple, and Aaron stood there, watching Bilak approach from the outside.

After a series of battles, the Primordial Demon Prince seemed to have more momentum on his body, and the arm that crushed Losanda's divinity alive was full of burning marks, and the pitch-black claws were roasted to flesh and blood because of Loshanda's divine power, but the hideous new wound not only did not make Birac look weak, but showed his strength to the fullest.

"Your little pseudo-god can't protect you, lucky." Bilak let go of his hand at Aaron, and shards of the Sunstone fell from between his fingers: "The so-called gods of this world seem to be no more powerful than that. ”

The air was littered with the remnants of Loshanda's divine power, and the light gradually shrouded in shadows.

Aaron turned around, his eyes shining as he stared at the shards of stone that had fallen into the pond.

The Sun Stone is a sacred relic given to his followers by the god of the morning sun, Loshanda, and this stone contains a trace of the divinity of the Lord of the morning light.

There are many gods in the kingdom, but no matter which god rarely interferes in the affairs of the mortal world in person, there is an unwritten agreement between the gods, that is, "God to God, mortal to mortal", and disputes between gods often like to be resolved through "proxy wars", and few gods like to end up in person.

Playing out in person means breaking the rules of the game, risking a possible fall, and a never-ending war of gods, where most gods are opposed, hostile, or even rivals.

Only a dutiful woman like Yin Listry, or Ciric's unforgettable hatred for Midnight, the third goddess of magic, could make the gods take the risk of their own fall to join the battle themselves.

Not to mention the actual death, the gods are not often used to send incarnations and bestow divinity, because they are very god-consuming behaviors.

It is said that Tyr, the god of justice from Asgard Asgard, was particularly fond of sending avatars to participate in various trials when he first arrived in the realm, but he soon gave up because mortals always liked to bother him with trivial things and consume too much divine power.

The only exception is Loshanda, the Lord of the Dawn seems to have always had a great zeal for the righteous cause of the kingdom, he is always so willing to give orders to his followers, and he does not hesitate to bestow divinity on him, even to the point of sending down his own incarnation to fight on his behalf.

For example, Samast, the most famous founder of the Dragon Witch Cult, did not expect that Loshanda would personally descend an avatar to do something to him, so it is not surprising that this group of Loshanda believers who came to explore the Lost Trono had similar divine relics.

"You killed the Dawn Seekers?" Aaron understood.

Sure enough, Birak's strength is not something that a divine creature can fight against legendary priests or even mortals with the help of gods.

"Is that your epitaph?" Birac slowly approached with a sinister smile, and the Primordial Demon Prince looked at the circle around him.

Aaron unleashed a guardian spell on Sunny's temple to fight against demon-like creatures, and he unleashed the power of the Chaos Triad, so that no demon army dared to break into Sunny's temple, despite Bilak summoning an army of demons.

Aaron's circle of rising figures was about the height of two or three men, enclosing the temple that once bathed in revelry, wine, singing, and dancing every Midsummer Night Fire Festival, and his magic protected the ruined buildings.

Until now.

"This thing can't stop me, coward." Birac stretched out his finger and touched the light curtain, his movements caused ripples in the light curtain, and the primordial demon prince chuckled, and then used his entire body through the light curtain: "Yes, you can't stop me." ”

A huge black shadow enveloped Aaron and obscured all light, his wings waving, and his will rushed towards Aaron with longing.

Bilak's royal countenance was contorted with impatience, and he didn't give Aaron another chance to talk, when the primordial demon prince erupted, and with a heart-rending howl, he rushed out of the edge of the temple, spread his wings, and leaped forward, enveloping the cloudy shadows and gales of the wind, and descending with the might of the Supreme King.

"Our Lady of Silver."

Birac's height was at least five meters tall and at least nine meters tall including wings, and when his huge body spread out in the air, but when the chaotic divine power on the opponent's body and the eight-pointed star on his chest burst out with a silver glow, Aaron only felt that his courage was rapidly decaying.

Divine power!

All the light became dark under the light of Birac, and the feet of the primordial demon prince fell into the pond, splashing all the liquid inside, his body hit the surface of the stone slab behind Aaron, and the rubble flew, Aaron, who dodged the blow, felt that the strength of Birac's flesh made his whole body tremble, and the primordial demon prince flicked his wings, raised his shadow sword and roared, showing his strength.

"Such a powerful force!"

Thick shadows and dark flames spit out from his sharp teeth, the chaotic eight-pointed star on his chest symbolizes Birac's supreme authority, around the shadow sword, thousands of resentful spirits are wailing, and on the other claw, the chaotic shadow magic is converging and forming, with an irreversible attitude, Birac has pushed Aaron to a desperate situation the moment the battle between the two sides begins!

Aaron dodged the first attack, the shadow sword sliced through an ancient wall entirely, and the figure on the mural witnessed the unfair duel, and Aaron dodged in the simplest and most effortless way, because even if he was slower, Birac's blade or magic would pierce his body.

Due to the strength attribute is not Birac's opponent, Aaron retreated quickly, he took a step sideways, narrowly avoiding Birac's shadow wave, after witnessing the light explode about five or six meters away behind him, Aaron completely grasped the gap, the sword of the dark moon swept Birac's jaw with a precise blow, hot demon blood was spilling down the small wound, and the four-ring magic ice storm devoured Birac's body, controlling the primordial demon prince in place for an extremely short time.

A paltry sense of satisfaction came as the light of the Keeper's transformation lit up, and the successive attacks only caused a small wound on Birac's jaw.

The wound was so shallow that it was almost none, and Bilak roared, the ice shattered, and the two sides fought again.

After a few rounds, the difficult situation had almost exhausted all of Aaron's strength, dodging, attacking, and returning fire, he was engrossed in using his staff and sword, subconsciously meeting and blocking the enemy's weapons, his arms and shoulders began to go numb, his breathing became rapid, and his chest struggled with reluctance to accept the air inhaled, as if this was an unnecessary burden.

Every turn, the Sword of the Dark Moon or the Lightless Night had a chance to slash through Birac's skin, but Aaron chose to give up because a little damage was meaningless to Birac.

"Lucky one, Aaron Salian!" After a few more rounds, Birac could also see that Aaron was just trying to stall for time, and the Primordial Demon Prince couldn't help but let out a terrifying laugh: "It's a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity, the demon wind in this world is too sufficient, even if you can hold on all day, so what?" ”

"I'll kill you, I won't blow it away, my victory, fate, my ......"

Standing on the waist-deep pond with a smirk, the Primordial Demon Prince gradually forced Aaron to the foot of the wall, compared to the initial cat-and-mouse battle, Birac gradually became a little anxious, wanting to quickly divide the victory.

He had been a little too hard before, especially since the act of crushing the Sunstone had caused Birac's strength to show signs of decreasing, the speed at which the Primordial Demon Prince had released his magic had become sluggish, and Loshanda's divine power had hindered his spell casting, tearing a small gap in his body and plunging into the flesh, disturbing his perception.

Aaron Sallian, this kid must be up to something!

Hurry up and get rid of him!

Aaron retreated from the pond, in the face of Birac's attack, he took a step back, retreated to the steps, and took another step back, until there was no way to retreat, although he tried very hard, he still could not survive Birac's attack, the guardian transformed into Aaron's body almost turned into a purple whirling afterimage, the fierce confrontation between the two sides was as fast as lightning, like a volcano, and a stream of fiery chaotic energy gushed out from the scene of the duel between the two sides, and the water of Gulen in the pond gradually evaporated, and the mist lingered.

Birac's weapon is like a hammer striking an anvil. The conflicting magic produced sparks of dark red and gold, and in some cases, the clashing of their weapons even produced a short shock wave that knocked the surrounding pool of water away and shattered the temple's stones.

Aaron's Keeper of the Secret had only lasted for a little more than a minute before crumbling under this level of combat, and he looked as if he had concentrated the last of his strength, and the Slaanesh True Silver slashed into the sky and slammed into Birac with the Sword of the Dark Moon.

The Primordial Demon Prince struck at him with his sword, and Birac chuckled softly as he chanted a spell that annihilated his body into the darkness, slashing through only a patch of air.

Just behind Aaron, Birac turned back into a physical entity, reaching out and muttering a chaos spell in his mouth, spitting out three shadow arrows from his mouth.

"Die, mortal!"

Tzeentch's divine spark shield is fully opened, and two shadow arrows explode on the surface of the shield one after the other, destroying the magic that protects Aaron, and the third shadow arrow misses the target.

Aaron fell, and right in front of Birac, the Keeper of Secrets transformation ended prematurely, leaving behind the Children of Chaos, charred and dying in the pool.

Billac looked at his prey with satisfaction, and he strode down the steps, dipped half of his body into the water of the pond, his sword lowered a little, and half of his obsidian-black hand took the shape of another spell, intended to be used to wipe out Aaron's last breath.

Laugh cruelly.

"I won, Aaron Salian!"

Aaron, who was lying on the ground, laughed as well, and despite his serious injuries, he got out of the water, and the Children of Chaos laughed just as brightly, and he smiled at Birac, despite the blood dripping from many parts of his body, "Look at your feet, Mr. Birac." ”

“？！” Birac subconsciously lowered his head.

At the bottom of the pond filled with the water of Kilen, a silver eight-pointed star chaos formation was emerging, and the bright moonlight shrouded the surface of Birac's body, and the soft moonlight rose from the bottom of the pond, shining with a bright color, and Aaron's whole body sparkled as a result.

It's the power of the Silver Virgin Suren!

High Divine Circle - The Exclamation of the Silver Lady! The moonlight dispelled the darkness and brought light to the courtyard, and the power of the silver moon completely enveloped the temple of Cheni from top to bottom, scorching, angry, and the dark moon floated in the air.

Aaron used his own blood as a medium to activate the power of Suren Mama.

Yes, from the beginning, Aaron knew very well that he could not defeat Birac on his own, there was no hope.

So it's a ploy he's devised one out of.

The pond full of Shiren's water is used to cover up Suren's circle, and the raising of a guardian magic that cannot stop Birac is to cover up Suren's circle, and the hand-to-hand combat with Birac in the temple is also to cover Suren's circle!

Shadows, fear of light.

Then I'll hold on to the light!

"Ahhhh Pillars of light rose from all directions illuminated the entire temple as bright as day, and Birac's figure swayed in the pillars of light rising below the pool, and the terrifying light poured Birac from head to toe like magma, and began to destroy the demon prince's mortal torso from the skin with hunger, and the skin that was as solid as iron evaporated in place.

"Seven Rings of Magic, Mirror of Slaanesh!"

Aaron's movements didn't stop, he chanted a spell loudly, mobilizing the few magic powers in his body, and a full 666 mirrors appeared, surrounding Birac, reflecting all the light that rose from below the pool through the mirrors!

With this blow, Aaron vowed to completely destroy this "eternal choice"!

However, it wasn't that easy to take down Birac!

The Demon Prince roared in pain, his hateful gaze on Aaron, his burning hands scratching at the Chaos Octagram on his chest, outlining a pattern with demonic blood.

"A little bit of light!" Birac roared.

"A little light, just a little bit, don't try to beat me!

！ ”

As soon as the very viscous and dark magic pattern appeared, the surrounding light visibly dimmed to the naked eye.

Suren's divine power has been suppressed!

Aaron's eyes widened, and he struggled to control the Mirror of Slaanesh to reflect the light towards Birac, and the pillar of light fell on Birac's body, and in his pass, demonic flesh rose and evaporated.

"Your light, failed!"

Strongened by Suren's divine power, Birac proudly condensed his magic power and stood here, he swung a magic pattern, and everywhere he passed, the Slaanesh Magic Mirror shattered.

The light dimmed, and Aaron was knocked away by the shockwave and slammed into a stone wall, bleeding from his mouth, eyes, nose, and ears.

"Hmm~ah." The Children of Chaos coughed vigorously.

At this time, Birac's state is really not good, the original demon prince is emitting white smoke all over his body, Suren's furious moonlight makes Birac be doused with magma from head to toe like a lake of flesh and blood, one of its giant horns is broken, and the hand that crushed the sun stone can't be lifted, and the demon wings behind it are even more injured.

But Birac smiled triumphantly, and he knew that Aaron was out of options.

"In the end, it's my victory!"

"Be honored, Aaron Salion, that you nearly defeated the supreme Fifth God of Chaos, and that would be your proudest achievement, and I would place your head on the second highest place on my wings."

"Now, it's over!"

Bilak slowly approached, and it looked like the battle was coming to an end.

"Yes, it's over." Aaron nodded, and he showed a slight smile, not at Birak, but in the other direction of the temple: "Please! ”

"What?!" Birac followed Aaron's gaze.

In the darkness, with a gust of wind, an elven lich floated out, and he sighed, "I admit you're right, guest of the Moonflower family. ”

"This thing, it's too strong, Mistron can't have such a powerful creature, he will break this peace."

With that, the elven lich unleashed the spell he had prepared and aimed his withered finger at Birac.

"I pray ......"

Nine Rings Prayer Technique! The strongest magic a mortal can master!

"What?!" Birac found himself unable to move!

Elven Lich Bersa - The Incomprehensible's Prayer invokes the power of the Lock!

Even though it has been corrupted, even if it has fallen into disrepair, the Mistronor's Mystery Locks are still under the Wish Technique, and still control the frail Primordial Demon Prince at the behest of the Elven Lich!

While this is still not enough to beat Birac, it is enough.

Aaron got up, he took out a heavy scroll from his bosom and aimed it at Birac, without the slightest concern about Birac's strength, and his eyes sparkled like diamonds.

"Yes, you're right, it's over."

The scroll tore open, and the wrath of the gods from Moradin descended, and a thunderbolt that pierced through the stars struck the immobile Birac head-on, and the demon prince howled, and in the howl of pain, Birac finally showed a trace of fear.

So strong? Where did God come from?

This world ??? Is there such a powerful god?

A row of runes on Moradin's Hammer of Souls trembled, and the supreme power of the Dwarven God-King shattered the chaotic power that Birac used to sustain his body, until the body of the Primordial Demon Prince shattered, turning into another wisp of dust beneath the Misty Tronor's sky.

"You ......" Birac reluctantly spat out one last word, and the resentful Primordial Demon Prince melted in the wrath of the Dwarven God-King.

The duel has finally come to an end.

"Finally, it's over." Aaron brushed his hand over the shattered Thunder Curse scroll in pain.

"Our showdown is over for the time being, Birac, you have failed, again."

"In the future, you only deserve to be called, Bila Crotch!"