The wide blade shattered the Berserker's weapon directly, breaking his arms, and then slammed into his breastplate. With the piercing sound of flesh and bones cracking, the huge figure was pumped up like a ball and smashed into the top of the Golden Dome Palace.

With everyone's panicked exclamations, the big man, who weighed at least three hundred and fifty pounds, flew to a height of nearly four hundred feet and smashed the highest viewing balcony of the Golden Dome Palace.

"Have you seen enough, dear cousin, or should I call you Faccren's little pet?" said Deirlando, shouting defiantly at the smashed balcony. He had been feeling Heray's cold gaze from just now, and now this group of unlucky mercenaries must also be controlled by him. As long as you can kill him, you naturally don't have to continue to pay attention to these little minions.

Liliang can pump a person of several hundred pounds into the air and smash such a solid granite balcony with a sword swing alone, and such a terrifying strange power is completely beyond the scope of human beings.

Originally, seeing that the opponent was weak, and he was wearing a flashy dress, and he looked like a little white face, the mercenaries also planned to find a way to take away his weapon and kill this boy who relied on the artifact to be majestic, but they didn't expect that he himself was a monster more terrifying than the artifact.

Ryses didn't have a chance to perform, and at the moment he leisurely landed next to Dearlando, snoring and looking up to smell the smell in the air. It smells strange in the air, seductive yet unfamiliar.

Seeing that Dillando showed his hand, the mercenaries in the square were completely wilted. Seeing that there was no chance of victory, many people had already begun to retreat. Although money and reputation are important, this kind of battle is completely beyond common sense, and whoever fights is a fool.

When Herre saw the large human body hammer smashing over, he immediately jumped out of the balcony, and naturally was not hit by Dierlando. After landing easily on the edge of the roof of the next floor, he looked coldly at the mercenaries who were retreating in the square, and without opening his mouth, he directly pinched a purple crystal ball.

No matter what Diarrando said, he didn't feel it, anyway, as a puppet of Fikren, all emotions were generated at the request of his master. Faicren's order was to stall for time, and as long as he could stall for time, it didn't matter what Dearrando could scold.

As the crystal ball broke, the mercenaries who had already begun to retreat fell down with a wail, and thick purple smoke rose from their bodies. Their limbs stiffened and twisted in great pain, and saliva and sweat gushed out with terrible screams.

When the steel-tailed dragonfly flew through the crowd, it didn't attract much attention, after all, there were a lot of trees around, and it was normal for bugs to have them. These small insects, which are not much bigger than flies, silently inhabit the clothes and hair of these people, until they are stimulated by the pheromones in the crystal ball, and then they suddenly pierce their tail into the brain marrow of the host. Their tiny bodies pulsate, gurgling with highly toxic enhancers into their hosts.

The transformation was completed in a short time, and when Shakorin and Fayle, who had hurried around the pit, arrived, they saw groups of painless and fearless mercenary warriors slowly rising from the ground.

Fayl directly put a protective shield on himself, and then shouted to warn his own people: "People who have been hit by the steel-tailed dragonfly toxin are completely useless, and when the power of the medicine passes, they will also become unconscious, limb weakness of the living dead." Don't show mercy to your subordinates, even if their limbs are cut off, they can crawl over with their bodies, bite you to death with their mouths, and cut off your head directly, preferably smashed. ”

Diarlando frowned and looked at Fayir: "Why didn't you say it just now, then these people are not hopeless." ”

The mage said coldly: "These people are already dead when the worms fall on them, if you want to save them, you have to reverse time and space, hypocrisy." This thing is precious, and if it weren't for your victory, I'd rather capture them alive and collect them to refine the toxin again. ”

After saying a few words, a large wave of magic and ranged weapons had been shot over. Ryses is a person who does not refuse, jumping up and down chasing the fireball thunder and lightning to eat the magic power, and after eating, it is not enjoyable, so he runs directly to chase the source.

Those mages who had no fear, when they saw Ryses coming, continued to release their magic even though half of their bodies were bitten in the mouth by the young dragon, but no matter how much magic power was output, it was just a delicious snack for the young dragon. Fortunately, the young dragon was not in the habit of eating human flesh, so after squeezing out the mana, he spat out the residue.

The mage priests, who are limp on the ground like snakes that have been sucked off their bones, squirm in a terrible posture, and really, as Fair said, they will attack you with their teeth even if there is only a mouth left.

The hundred or so guards led by Sha Kolin have already fought with the people of the mercenary group, and in the face of those demonized mercenaries who have no pain and have greatly increased their speed, the temple guards who are usually used to living a relaxed life are simply vulnerable. In addition, there is too much difference in the number of people, and in a few moments, many people are injured or even killed.

Diarlando sighed helplessly, it was too late to say anything, only to end the suffering of these people as soon as possible and reduce the casualties of his own people was the best policy. He shouted, "Shakolin, get everyone out of the way!" and rushed into the scuffle, separating the frantic mercenaries from his own.

The French Shark Knight had a rare opportunity to move his muscles and bones, and he was quite happy to fight, but when he heard Deirlando's order, he immediately began to retreat. The mercenaries' target was originally Diarlandor, and when they saw the target coming, they rushed over one after another, and even gave up the soldiers they were about to kill.

The frenzied mercenaries almost aimed their weapons at Deirlando, long and short weapons coming at him in a haphazard manner, interfering with each other and pushing each other. Deirlando rushed into the crowd, grabbed the temple guards who were trapped among the mercenaries and couldn't escape one by one, and continued to drill into the crowded area.

Although he was agile and not afraid of ordinary weapons, he always had to take a few hits to get around in such a dense crowd, and soon Diarlando was surrounded by weapons and hideous faces.

Finding that the demonized mercenary could not see the edge in any direction, he swung his sword and cut off the weapons around him, jumped up and jumped on top of everyone's heads. Before they could grab themselves, they stepped on their heads and shoulders and rushed out of the encirclement. The weapons that reached out to poke him were either cut off, or he snatched them away and stabbed to death one or two demonized mercenaries who had caught their feet.

Shakolin had his subordinates gather the wounded soldiers together and send them down the mountain for treatment, while he clutched his weapons tightly and his face was full of worry. Seeing Diarlando jumping around in danger in the crowded sea, he kept exclaiming.

Fayer endured it for a long time, but Zuihou couldn't stand his shock, so he directly put a silence spell on him: "What are you yelling about?

Reses squirted sparks from his nostrils and nodded in agreement. It had quickly drained all the people with magical powers just now, and the rest of them at the moment were rough-skinned warriors, which were not delicious at all, so they stood aside and watched the Diarlando mercenary group with no interest.

In order to chase Dierlando, the mercenaries didn't care about trampling on each other, and some mercenaries, who were also agile, also jumped on top of everyone. It's a pity that no one can stop Diarlando, and if you get too close, you will be kicked down by Diarlandor or knocked flying. In this way, he pulled more and more mercenaries away from the entrance of the square and moved in the direction of the main hall.

The black-pressed crowd followed him, and as soon as he saw someone turn back to attack Shaklin's men, Deirrando grabbed the nearby weapons and threw them away, killing the enemies he had pulled down on the spot.

Seeing that almost all of the demonized mercenaries who could move had been gathered in the middle of the empty square, Dearlando stopped running and shouted at Reseth, "Fireball!

As soon as the target stopped, all the demonized mercenaries immediately rushed up, burying Diarlando in the inner and outer three layers, and in order to get closer, those people climbed higher and higher, gradually piling up into a human flesh hill.

Shakolin and the others looked worriedly at the higher and higher Roshan under the pressure of the black, frightened, and were about to risk their lives to go to the rescue. There was a flash of light, and Dearrando suddenly appeared next to Reseth. The young dragon happened to brew a big dragon flame, and opened its mouth to spray at the Roshan accumulated by the demonized mercenaries.

The scorching pure white ball of energy hit the target at once, and there was no sound, and in the silence, thousands of people evaporated in an instant, making the originally hot sun become dull in an instant. The rocks on the ground had turned liquid due to the heat, and the steaming heat floated on the lava lake, reminding witnesses of what had just happened here.

Because of the high terrain of the Golden Dome Palace, this sudden magic explosion panicked the citizens of Bai Modi, who had been paying attention to the situation inside the temple. Those who have high-definition telescopes and the people in the area have witnessed this war of extermination that can be regarded as no suspense, and they are so shocked that their pants are wet.

Dearlando stopped in order to gather demonized mercenaries, although he erected a spiritual defensive wall, he still looked a little embarrassed, his hair was messy, half of his sleeves were torn off of his clothes, and half of his cloak was still hanging on the side. Even so, the terrifying magic and aura around him made people dare not look at it directly.

The blue eyes that were burning and shining because of anger stared at the lava lake that still had thousands of lives just now for a moment, and Diarlando's face turned to look at Heray who was watching a joke on the roof. Ripping off his cloak, he raised his sword and pointed it at Hurley, announcing loudly, "You still have any gadgets, just release them." No matter how many tricks you play, you won't be able to escape death today!"

Herley looked at the sun that was slowly sinking in the west, and spent a lot of manpower and material resources, but only bought an hour. That's a precious hour, and that's enough for me.

A Feeculen's voice rang out in his head, informing him that the magic forge behind the hall had completed Zuihou's adhesion. One by one, the most powerful priests under control have entered the transformation chamber of the furnace, becoming the first raw materials for the world's largest soul furnace.

"Okay~ You're going to kill me, I'm afraid you don't have that ability!" Herre pulled out a twisted and cruel smile, and pulled out a long sword of thunder and lightning with a brush, and jumped down from the tall building, slashing at Deirlando.

Fayle suddenly felt a strange tension floating in the air, all the elements beating restlessly, and this familiar, long-ago feeling awakened his memories. He suddenly realized what was happening and shouted, "Go find the Soul Furnace, it's activating!"