At the summit of the mountain range, Prince Longer gently turned a ring on his left hand, a hideous smile on his face.

It was a silver ring, delicately crafted, engraved with mysterious and mysterious ornaments, and the light flowing with a faint silver-gray light, which was beautiful.

He turned his head to look at the soldier who shot the magic arrow, and smiled, "You've done a great job, you're doing a great job, would you like to lend me another thing?"

"It's an honor for my subordinates to serve His Highness, I don't know what His Highness wants?" the soldier immediately smiled flatteringly.

"It's nothing, it's your head!" said Long'er, drawing his sword from its sheath. With a flash of cold light, the soldier's head left his body, and a smirk froze on his face. Before the head could fall to the ground, Long'er's other hand grabbed him by the hair and lifted it in his hand, allowing the headless body to spurt blood while falling off the cliff and falling on the colorful curtain of light.

Longer turned around and said to all the soldiers: "This man shot an arrow by mistake and lied about the military situation, putting Duke Dick in danger, and deserves death.

The wind blew by, and blood was still dripping from the broken skull, and the blood beads were blown up by the wind and sprinkled on the nearby grass.

Seeing the great changes in the canyon, the Scourge Legion suddenly stopped its offensive, and all the undead Scourge looked up at the sky in horror and inexplicably. On top of that is a layer of colorful energy diaphragm. Together with the earthen walls at both ends of the canyon, the canyon is completely sealed.

"What is going on, Dimihera, my teleportation technique doesn't work!" Dick exclaimed.

"Spatial Orderer!No wonder I've been feeling a familiar wave around me, it's the Spatial Orderer!"

"Spatial Orderer!, who is that, or what?" Dick asked, confused.

"The Spatial Orderkeeper is a true artifact, a true artifact created by the gods of space. Dimichra said slowly.

"True artifact, what is that?" Dick asked.

"It's hard to tell you right now, that you're too far away from God's realm. "And now is not the time to make a tirade, you're in trouble!"

As if to annotate Dimihera's words, as soon as he saw that he was trapped, there was a terrifying roar among the undead legions, which Dick recognized as the leader of this scourge legion!

With the roar, a black figure broke through the sky and crashed straight into the energy barrier in mid-air. There was a loud bang, and the figure bounced back at a faster speed, but the energy barrier was undamaged. And so on several times,

Seeing that the figure could not help this energy barrier, the figure turned its head and cast a fierce and bloodthirsty gaze on Dick's side. At the same time, it flew towards Dick and the others at a fast speed.

It was only when he flew close that Dick could see the undead clearly. His head resembles that of a human, except that there is not a single hair on his head, sharp fangs grow in his mouth, and two curved horns grow from his forehead. A pair of eyes twinkled with a sly and vicious light, his body was covered in a black armor made of exoskeleton and cuticles, and his hands were indistinguishable from humans except for sharp nails. At the same time, he also has a pair of huge black bat wings with red patterns on his back, and a huge and powerful tail.

"Dreadlord!" Dick recognized the undead at a glance.

The Dreadlord flew in front of him and waved his hand, and countless green flying insects poured out of his hand, forming a wave of insects that attacked Dick and the others. Dick flapped his wings and flew up, avoiding the tide of insects, but the demon hunters around him were not so lucky, although the armor obtained from the relics of the gods was the knight's armor that protected the whole body, but after all, there were gaps, and the green flying insects got into the gaps in the armor and through the holes in the eyes, and then the gaps in the armor gushed blood, staining the dark golden armor red, and the soldiers' bodies also drooped and fell to the ground.

Originally, after several hours of fighting, most of the thousand demon hunter guards had already suffered casualties, but at this moment, hundreds of people had fallen because of the attack of these green flying insects, and now only more than a hundred people were left to support themselves under the attack of the undead.

"Gold, Hawke, hold on!" Dick shouted in the air, and at the same time turned his head to stare at the Dreaddemon King in front of him, killing hundreds of people with one move "Rancid Swarm", the Dreaddemon King in front of him is at least the strength of the Holy Realm!

The Great War is coming!

The two of them in the air flapped their wings at the same time, and their figures flickered in the air like lightning, and when they reappeared, there was already a crisp sound, and the Nether Sword burning with black magic flames in Dick's hand had already slashed at the claws of the Dread Demon King, and the Claws of the Dread Demon King were stronger than King Kong, and this sword did not cause him the slightest damage!

Dick's lips moved slightly, and he was already muttering the incantation.

The two figures in the air continued to flicker at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye, like two whirlwinds flying vertically and horizontally over the closed canyon, the sound of clinking gold and iron was endless, the dark black light of fighting energy and the turquoise rancid bee swarm escaped in all directions, and the frost bone dragon near the battlefield and the undead under the battlefield were affected by the pond fish, with countless casualties and purple-black blood flying in all directions.

Suddenly, the two stopped at the same time!

Dick pointed at the Dreadlord with one hand, and shouted softly, "Time is over!"

The years are long, time flies, no matter how beautiful haode, there is a moment of withering, no matter how strong, there is also a time of weakness, no matter how brilliant, there is also a day of falling. The river of time is endless, and no one or anything can escape from time!

In an instant, the spirit of the Dreaded Demon King seemed to have been drifting for hundreds of billions of years with the long river of time. He just stood in place, caught in an infinite sentimentality of the lost time.

Dick's wings fluttered, and his figure flashed above the Dreadlord's head in an instant, and he slashed down with all his might!

With a bang, purple-black blood splattered, and a large hole was split between the horns on the Dreaddemon King's head, and the bones were visible, but that was all, his hands finally blocked the sword before his head was split in half.

The Dreadlord was furious, a hint of violence and madness flashing across his eyes. He gripped the blade of the Nether Demon Sword tightly with one hand, and the black flames on the sword could hardly do any damage to him. The other hand was free, and the five fingers became claws, and struck Dick's chest, and if this claw was implemented, Dick would have to be pulled out of his heart alive!

"Dark Barrier!" exclaimed Dicklon. A pure darkness poured out from around Dick's body, like a dark barrier in front of him. This was the instantaneous defensive magic used by Zenas, and Dick learned it when he defeated him and obtained the parchment scroll in which he recorded magical spells.

With a loud bang, the figures of both of them flew upside down, and the dark barrier still didn't completely block the full force of the Dreadlord after all, and Dick's chest was scratched a small hole, spilling bright red blood.

Smelling the smell of fresh blood, the Dreadlord became even more insane, his eyes gradually turned blood-red, and his wings fluttered, and he was already rushing towards Dick! Dick chanted the second incantation as he moved quickly to wrestle with the Dreadlord.

The figures above the canyon flickered, the fighting spirit was agitated, the dark flames were burning, the green rancid bee swarms were flying all over the sky, and the Great Dimension Slash was also instantaneously shot out by Dick one after another.

Dick suddenly stopped his figure and shouted softly, "Random cutting!"

Dick stretched out his left hand, and dozens of spatial cutting lines formed by the collapse of space shattered spread out from the tips of his five fingers, and the space was filled with ripples visible to the naked eye as these chaotic cutting lines danced.

Dick's five fingers danced deftly, and dozens of spatial cutting lines danced the music of death, winding towards the Dreadlord and heading towards the Dreadlord.

The Dreaddemon King roared sharply, and his claws waved again and again, resisting this spatial cutting line that looked extremely slender, but in fact, it concealed a killing machine. However, these spatial cutting lines are like spiritual snakes, pervasive, delicate and silky, and even if the Dread Demon King waives his claws like the wind, he can't stop this deadly cut.

When Dick's "chaotic cutting" disappeared automatically because of the time limit, the Dreaddemon in front of him was already miserable, his claws were covered with blood, the horns on his forehead had been broken, the wings behind him had become tattered, the armor was covered with hideous cracks, many armor pieces had begun to fall off, and the tail behind him was cut off a lot, and purple-black blood arrows flew away.

Dick had already recited the third incantation, and at the same time, a "Great Dimensional Slash" shot out towards the Dreadlord, and the Dreadlord finally had fear in his eyes. He let out a loud roar, and then the figure fled backwards, and with his roar, the Frostbone Dragons that hovered in the air nearby flew forward to block the Dreadlord.

Dick's right hand Nether Demon Sword, his left hand Great Dimension Slash, all the frost bone dragons in front of him were killed with a single move, his wings flashed, his body shot like electricity, chasing the Dreadlord fleeing in front of him.

However, the speed of the Dreadlord's full escape was no less than that of Dick, who was carrying the demon's wings, and Dick was unable to catch up for a while, and the two of them began to circle in the air of the canyon.

Dick chased after him for several minutes, for he had been chanting his incantation for several minutes.

How powerful a spell that could have taken a few minutes for a powerhouse like Dick!

Dick shouted, "Time stands still!"

Heaven and earth were silent, everything stopped, the Scourge Legion at the bottom of the valley, the Frost Bone Dragon in the air, the Demon Hunter guards in the distance, everything in the entire canyon was still. The only one who is still moving, the one who caused this stillness, Dick!

He unhurriedly came to the front of the Dreadlord of the Dread, the figure of the Dreadlord was still frozen in the air, his eyes were still in a moment of horror, and his wings were still fluttering, but he was frozen in the air, like an insect frozen in amberstone. Dick swept across with his sword, and the Dreadlord's form tilted, and his head fell.

At the same time as his skull fell, an object fell from between the bone armor on his body. Dick stretched out his hand, and the object was sucked into his hand under the influence of the fighting spirit.