"Fall down!"

V roared and stabbed forward, then activated Sanwestein's time-stop again.

The cyber swordmaster in effect disappeared from the dark king's field of vision in an instant, and immediately a chaotic sword light lit up behind the man who followed the darkness, because the speed of swinging the knife was so fast that the cold light on the black unicorn's mechanical blade was connected.

This is probably the classic operation of the legendary broach light.

But the king is not an easy man, and the guy who can be so trusted by the warlock must not be a weak hand, and the beating ring of Raggador surrounds his body and creates more dark rings on the periphery, this battle magic that originally belonged to Kama Taj is even stronger after adding the power of the dark dimension.

No matter which direction V finds to cut down, it will only burst into dazzling sparks, like holding a turtle shell on top.

The beating of the dark evil lines on Lao Wang's forehead gave him a sharper sense, allowing this guy's eyes to catch the trajectory of V's beating, and then cast a spell to summon the thunder of the dark alienation to completely empty the area where V was located.

However, the superb agility attribute of the Cyber Sword Master made the crazy mercenary jump away first, and he was as nimble as the big cockroach in Guangdong in summer, and he also appeared behind with a black blade and made a provocative gesture to Lao Wang.

The latter was not provoked but remained in front of the mirror dimension opened by the Warlock, he had his own duties and missions, and it was his master who defended him

"Get out!"

The speed of the terrifying sonic bombardment was faster, faster, faster, more urgent, and more accurate than the speed of the king's firm faith, and the sonic wave attack that was bound together instantly shattered all of the king's talisman magic.

In the shattering of the dark ring, all the remaining energy was enough to engulf the wide-eyed Dark King in an instant.

After the violent explosion, he was thrown out, and was caught below by the old Morgan who clenched his right fist and charged the strength, this old mercenary still had the scars left by the previous defeat of the conqueror in the uninhabited world, but the battle intent in his eyes did not dissipate, and an invisible red aura surrounded him.

It's like some ultimate is locking on to the target.

At the moment when the Dark King fell to the ground, the right hand of destruction erupted with the roar of the evil dragon, piercing forward in the flying red shadow, hitting the heart of the old queen.

The dark entourage could feel his internal organs being shattered under the devastating punches, and the pain of his heart stopping made his eyes black, and he kept vomiting black blood and struggled to get up, and when the world regained its light again, he saw a handsome man who was too young to mold his body in his flying blood.

He grinned toothy at himself with a broken guitar axe, and the sharp silver-gray blade slashed head.

"Poof"

The round head flew out, bouncing off the ground a few times before calming down.

The Dark King's tarnished eyes reflected the retreat of the Warlock Guard, and his headless corpse was falling backwards in a spray of blood.

The evil lines on his forehead finally dissipated.

It represents the coming of eternal death and the end of dark obligations.

"Not bad."

Mason, who had completed the execution of the head and gained melee experience, held the inspection axe and looked at the huge right hand of old Morgan in front of him, which was emitting red heat.

He jokingly said:

"You didn't believe me before, how do you feel now? I have a good eye, right? ”

"Awesome is awesome"

Captain Morgan Sr. pursed his lips, wiped the blood from his right hand of destruction, and moved his five fingers into the rock-like fist, which seemed to be completely awakened by the continuous war, and the wild destructive force was urging Old Morgan to find more enemies to kill.

"This thing is too wild, a little uncontrollable."

He sighed, glanced again at Mason's glove-covered left hand, and said:

"Where's your hand? Is it still easy to use? ”

"I'm so much better behaved than yours, I don't even suspect that it has any self-awareness, it's just a tool for creation, and it's best suited to someone as ingenious as me."

Mason raised his left hand and pulled away from the glove, revealing a red arm of the same skin color as Captain Morgan's right hand, the two of which were of the same origin, but they met at this moment without any resonance or expression, as unresponsive as strangers.

This is also normal.

One for destruction and the other for creation, these are two very different symbols.

"Thank you for your delay."

Mason put his gloves back on, nodded to the old captain in front of him, and said:

"Without your help, we wouldn't be able to make it this far."

"Don't thank us, everyone is doing things according to the rules."

Morgan popped out a cigar and put it in the corner of his mouth, and in this still chaotic battlefield, Mason raised his finger to extinguish the devil's fire, and in an instant he lit the cigar, and in the smoke rising, Captain Morgan whispered:

"Thank you, two mentors, Lord Swordsman's demon legion is gone, but she said that the demons in hell are like leeks that don't take long to grow back.

But the Hunter's guard suffered terrible casualties.

According to the gossip of the Swordsman, it is said that the army was the dowry and coffin of Lady Ciri."

With that, the old captain smiled like a man and gave Mason a thumbs up with his huge right hand.

He said:

"You're a lot tougher than us who only charge into battle, you're an absolute legend, Mason, and you're a role model for men in every way."

"Hey, I don't understand what you're talking about as a nasty mercenary."

Mason paused for a moment, then put the inspection axe behind his back, waved his hand, and said:

"Then I'll leave the outside to you, don't worry about the wreak havoc of the conquerors and cleaners, I have arranged for someone to deal with them, and the bigwigs will be here soon.

When this is over, everyone should have a good drink. ”

After saying that, Mason's figure dissipated in the splash of water, and the old Morgan with a cigar in his mouth smiled, pulled out the Seiko version of the Falk gun from behind and turned around and fired a shot, knocking out Loki, the prince of lies who was summoning the souls of the destroyed Asgardians.

The toughest stalemate has passed, and it's time to start the triumphant harvest.

On the other side, Mason's figure jumped next to the old Black Bolt King and the old wolf, these two did not participate in the previous blocking battle, but they were not in full state either.

When Sister Ka defeated the A-class member "Juggernaut" and the Inhumans under his command, the two of them fought together as the main force of the world.

The White Queen Emma is also beside the two, who will cross her waist and torture the caster of the battlefield with her majestic psychic power, and as her body recovers day by day, the worst part of the character of this mutant who is difficult to evaluate life is also growing day by day.

I heard that she is going through divorce procedures with the old Black Bolt King these days

Probably feeling that youth and beauty have returned, so he wants to continue to enjoy life, which makes Mason very afraid that one day his de jure mother will appear in front of him with a little fresh meat and say that this is his new father.

If that outrageous situation really happens, Mason is probably going to be angry enough to kill.

"The city of Attilan?"

He asked, and the old wolf, who was smoking, said casually:

"It's been recovered, the hive has been killed, that woman named Kassandra is so powerful, we follow her to pick up the leak, the Inhuman Juggernaut still wants to control people, but he can't even get close.

You've found amazing allies. ”

The Black Bolt King shook his head, staring at the empty ruins in front of him, meaning that now was not the time to say this.

Indeed, there is more important work to be done.

"Zakang!"

Mason shouted to the sky, and the sassy male mage of Team K appeared beside him with a whoosh, and without Mason saying more, Zakang began to cast a spell to crack the mirror dimension opened by the warlock in front of him.

The gap between the two sides in spell casting ability is a bit big, and Zakang definitely can't destroy this magic, but it is no problem to open a gap for the "Avengers" to enter it.

"We're not going, Mason."

Miss Anna, who had absorbed the power of the Surprise Team and turned into the "Marvel Rakshasa of Surprise", flew over not far away and shouted to Mason:

"With our current state and combat effectiveness, it's a burden to go in, but don't let Strange run! What he did to his homeland, the humiliation and torture he inflicted on mutants, must be adequately reciprocated! ”

"I understand."

Mason looked back and seriously promised:

"It's already this time, and it will be difficult to end this matter if he is still allowed to escape, and I guarantee that those of us who have lost their homeland will get a final consolation!

The betrayal, the despair, the deceit and the pain will come to an end today. ”

"Beat him up!"

Franklin, who was flying high in the air with Miss Ironheart, waved his fist and said to the captain:

"If he hadn't made trouble, my sister and I wouldn't have fallen to such miserable conditions, as well as our mother. Mason! Take our share and beat him up! ”

"Alas, children are innocent."

Zakang, who was cracking the magic next to him, complained:

"With such a deep hatred, I just want to punch two punches and finish the matter, how can I get rid of my hatred without stabbing a few times?"

"I think he said 'torture.'"

Mason pulled out the Black Death Sword Ragnarok Spear and examined it, and after confirming that the gun was full, he said:

"Don't let the Warlock die so easily, it's a terrible request, but given what we've suffered because of him, it's not vicious."

"There's really nothing to say when people are being tortured."

Za Kang glanced at Mason and complained:

"But what about you? You've been sent here since birth, and you've had a der's torment, huh? ”

"Heh, let's talk about what it was like to be sent to the hospital when your adoptive father broke his ribs when he was seven years old."

Mason snorted.

A few seconds later, in the midst of Zakon's difficult tugging, the gold and black magic collided violently in front of him, and the mirror image that released the warlock slowly opened a black crack.

"Get in!"

Under great pressure, he said in a dumb voice:

"I can't open it a second time, you're either going to come out alive or you're lying down and thrown out, there's no third option.

Ladies and gentlemen, I wish you all the best in this battle. ”

"Say yes! Bastard"

Mason rushed in with an inspection axe and a gun, the old wolf followed with his claws, the Black Bolt King and the White Queen also walked forward quickly, and the moment the last figure disappeared, Zakang was blown away by the counterattack of the magic power.

The whole face was blown black, and the whole person was swinging, as exciting as touching the electric door with his bare hands.

It is impossible for such an embarrassed guy not to be attacked, and Baron Mordo, who has dreadlocks, appeared in a flash, grabbed the demon hunting crossbow in his hand, and shot an arrow at the very weak Zakang.

At the moment when the unlucky ghost was about to be pierced through the heart by an arrow, the flying blood light suddenly burst out to resist behind Zakang, and the vampire countess with plump breasts and fat buttocks appeared to help Zakang shoot the magic arrow away, and casually pulled out the thorn whip and threw it over.

The expression on her face was not pleasant.

If there is a choice, she doesn't want to save this scumbag.

But it can't be helped.

As a "little pet", she also has a lot of things to do, it's really fucking unlucky, not only responsible for warming the bed at night but also responsible for fighting during the day, it's really eight lifetimes of blood mold.

——

The Warlock Master in the Mirror Dimension was calling for the Dark Power to attack his two colleagues, and he thought it would be a difficult bloody battle, but he realized that it was not as difficult as he thought it would be.

The ruthless swordsman was already at the end of her power, and the injuries she had suffered in the previous blocking battles had no time to heal, and the hunter was not in much better condition than the swordsman.

If the warlock's state at this time is 100 points, then it would be very good for these two great teachers to have 50 points.

As soon as the hands were crossed, the face instantly fell one-sided.

"You two are so weak, how dare you ambush me here?"

The three eyes of the warlock hanging in the sky were full of sarcasm and ridicule, and he constantly summoned the power from the dark dimension into fierce tentacles to slam forward, and it was enough to suppress the two in front of him without even having to release powerful magic.

He could probably guess the changes in the outside world, and the shadow of defeat in his heart became thicker, but the twist and turn in front of him made the warlock feel a little comforted.

If the world invasion fails, it will fail.

As long as you kill the swordsmen and hunters here, your wish to integrate the Star Society can also be realized, and although the reputation of failure is difficult to hear, if you think about it, if this super A-class world can bury so many conquerors and cleaners, then the biggest responsibility will not be able to get rid of your own head.

It's not a crime of war.

"Bang"

The hunter in the release of the Phantom Sword Technique was knocked out by the burst of dark power, while the isolated swordsman swung his sword and slashed but was instantly engulfed by the darkness that erupted from beneath his feet.

The power that originated from the dark dimension was constantly restrained and squeezed, like hundreds of sharp blades cutting through the body, distorting the armor of the swordsman, and also making the not burly and somewhat petite Hell Lord let out a cry of pain.

"I can feel the hatred in your heart, the anger and the burning revenge in your heart, you want to cut me with a thousand knives, but you can't do it with such a strong will!"

The third eye on the warlock's forehead burst out with a dark light and bombarded the swordsman's head, knocking the devil's helmet flying, sending the long golden hair flying in the air and the blood of the Hell Lord flowing.

He said:

"You should think before you act, without me, you and your people would have been annihilated by the catastrophe of the shock, and you keep shouting to do the right thing, but you can't come up with a solution.

He only knows how to cherish the feathers named 'hero', but he is afraid to put his clean hand into the mud!

I saved you!

It was I who saved our world, and countless people survived because of my actions, and instead of being grateful, you call me a traitor. It's ridiculous!

It's sad! ”

"Phew"

The tortured Liana's eyes were red, and she shouted to the warlock under the weight of her bondage:

"Don't put gold on your face! Don't justify your crazy betrayal! You're just scared, you just found yourself a master and let the darkness engulf you with peace of mind.

You're the most cowardly fool of us. ”

"Good scolding!"

The furious sound waves were mixed with the catharsis of the old black bat, like a sharp blade tearing apart everything, blasting away the warlock's protective magic, and then the old wolf pounced on it in the burning of purple flames.

Although he was blown away in the next moment, the hunter who seized the opportunity stepped forward and rescued the mortally wounded swordsman with the support of Mason's Falk spear.

"You're finally here!"

The warlock was not annoyed, he was even a little happy.

In the place of reality created by the display of this mirror dimension, the dark cloak behind him unfolded like dragon wings, and the dark power that covered the sky and the sun was released, obscuring all the light in an instant.

"It's so good, it's like all the scum has taken the initiative to come to the door today, so that I can defeat you all without being disturbed."

Surrounded by darkness, the eerie and low voice echoed like a talisman.

He let out a hoarse laugh and said:

"You don't understand why the stars will be built, and you don't understand the weight of the sacrifice, but it doesn't matter, Mephisto's will will be fulfilled by my own hands.

I have seen the future!

It has always been in my heart, sustaining me until now, all the darkness, all the evil, all the dedication is for the final realization of that scene, but it's a pity.

In the future that is shown.

There is no place for you! ”

(End of chapter)