Face chaos with the most stubborn and stubborn attitude.

If you don't have any strength yourself, you may die with a little dignity, and if you have plenty of martial virtues, then Chaos will often choose to destroy you directly. From the perspective of human beings, it is fortunate to be able to be destroyed quickly, instead of being miserable and tormenting the soul, and never be liberated.

The fastest thing Atrius had ever done in his life.

It's just a sip at the stinky face of the abusive champion.

It was a great joy to think about it now, and now Atrius did the same thing.

"Sadistic champion, face me!!"

In the roar like thunder, a mouthful of blood foam could be faintly seen being spat out by Atridus, a non-lethal and extremely slow attack, and the Champion of Torture just glanced at it, and then lightly instigated his wings to bypass.

It can be seen that even the champion of the blood god does not want to bear this kind of harmless, but insulting attack.

The spear with the fire of the stars was thrown suddenly!

This spear had pierced through the stars with a single blow, shattering the continent, and even the arrogance of the countless ghosts and ghosts in the subspace flinched in the agitation of the spear.

In the face of this roaring missile-like throw, the Champion of Torture relied on his fighting instinct that had been tempered for thousands of years, and without the slightest hesitation, he raised his hand to block by his side. Its subtle blocking angle, the first time the tip of the spear touched the greatsword, it mobilized its strength to push it far away!

Turning forward, a vertical slash was aimed at the reckless Atris.

The Sadistic Champion was about to remove one of Atris' arms.

But he suddenly felt the dangerous killing machine coming from the back of his head, and the Sadistic Champion, who acted in full accordance with the optimal killing instructions, immediately chose to rely on his armarmor to resist.

And it was a choice that played into the hands of Atrius.

“tui~！！”

A mouthful of bloodshot phlegm exited again, and Atrice, who deliberately threw the spear out to divert the attention of the Champion of Torture, got his wish and pasted his thick phlegm on its red face. This is simply an unreasonable thing in the battle, not to mention the dark-faced Sadistic Champion, and even the onlookers Captain America are speechless.

You've wasted so much effort just to spit out a mouthful of phlegm?

Anyway, give it a hard blow!

Atridus did give the Sadistic Champion a ruthless, indestructible shield slammed into the Sadistic Champion's crotch, although the demon did not have such a human vital point, but it was obviously a bone-shattering shield blow, which still made the abominable angry demon's face darker!

Its anger is multiplying a hundredfold!

The giant sword that was like a living thing, slaughtering all souls, no longer retracted, and began to block Atrius's dodge space with a wide open and closed move.

The heavy-duty Sadomasochistic champion has a huge advantage.

That is, its heavy armor except for Atridus dancing the spear to strike with all his strength, all other attacks falling on it, can be said to be painless, with the special physique can be completely ignored.

Enraged, the Sadistic Champion began to ignore Atris' usual attacks, swinging his sword to his own devices, slashing the death-giving sword aura from the subspace at the mortal warriors.

When this demon fights like this.

The scene was quite desperate, as if the entire blood-colored sky was assisting it, wiping out all living beings on the earth. Countless deadly blood lines roared out of the subspace and disappeared without a trace in the next moment, and Atridus in this hell could be broken into countless pieces at any time!

It was awakened with some not-so-good memories.

That was a long, long time ago, when it thought that the broken man standing in front of it was Panson, and wanted to step forward to take the other party's last breath, but it didn't realize that it was not the War Star Spirit standing there, but a mortal named Atrius.

A feat accomplished by mortals.

The gods can't do it!

And what happened after that?

The Champion of Torture had a rare hint of doubt, it had almost forgotten the past, and all it remembered was Atridus and his thick phlegm. In that case, then at this very moment, it wants to completely erase this boring mortal and bury it with that ruined world!

The Death Sword Qi roared and rolled up countless ripples in subspace.

The waves-like color of blood nearly drowned Atrius entirely.

The spark that soared with a spear was fading, and Atrius was surfing, with Steve's consciousness at the edge of the rift in the subspace and the physical world.

Atrius is teaching by example.

"The only thing that can cut everything is the sharp edge of the spear."

Chaos demons often come to the material realm with carriers, and destroying the carrier means killing it, and banishing it back to subspace. However, if the demon is too powerful, it is not without other means of exile, such as his spear that can briefly cut the connection between the subspace and the physical realm.

Atrius is teaching Steve how to discern this mysterious connection.

Judging by the current level of corruption in the surrounding environment, as long as this temporary connection can be severed.

Then the Chaos Demon will be greatly weakened, and it will be difficult to return to the material realm for a short time when it is pushed into subspace.

"Chaos is afraid of you?"

Steve noticed that wherever Atrius passed, the power of the subspace would converge.

"Chaos fears me, not because I'm a god, but because I'm mortal, a mortal like you!" Atrice responded to Steve's exclamation with a heroic voice, his brightness was unusually dazzling, like a speeding meteor, crashing through all obstacles in front of him.

Behind him, it is the unremitting pursuit of the abusive champion!

The battle is drawing to a close.

The champion of the blood god who flutters its wings and stirs the waves of subspace, it is like a demon dragon that destroys the world, and the huge subspace shadow is slowly approaching and covering, and when all the space that Atrius can dodge and escape is completely sealed, the giant sword will add a new imprisoned soul.

No, it's two.

If Atrius were to overturn here, Steve's soul would be captured by the Chaos Demon, and then there would be endless torment!

The Champion of Sadism looked down coldly at Atrice.

When the last glimmer of possibility disappears, that's when it bestows sword energy.

Atreus knew his final moment was near.

"Look! Steve! ”

"That's everything to me!"

"I am the brother of the soul of the dead under the wheat field, and I am the son of a thousand defeats of war! I know who I am, and I'm going to let Chaos know who I will be! ”

The fire of the stars of the spear in his hand rose to an unparalleled brightness!

The next moment, the firelight illuminates the pitch-black four fields!

The spear intent locked by the Sadistic Champion is firmly nailed to the edge of the subspace rift!

Great Wilderness Starfall!!

The flaming Atrius resembled a dragon in its last stand, and Starfire dragged a slender tail flame behind him, and the unhesitating human warrior confronted the demons of Chaos.

"I will fight to the death until my spear falls to the ground and I cannot prostrate myself. Even so, I am still undefeated and spit on the enemy with blood! ”