Mondol stood indifferently on a pile of collapsed rubble, surrounded by [Bloodthirsty Demons] pouring in from all directions, screaming at the sky, tearing at the mutilated corpses, licking the sticky blood, and more [Bloodthirsty Demons] gathered towards Michel not far ahead, and the [Bloodthirsty Demons] that broke into Michel's attack range had turned into piles of cold sticky Tired corpses, mutilated corpses have just piled up in an instant, Michelle just stood expressionlessly on the hill composed of corpses, the wind blew his soft long hair silently, and his bloodstained face seemed to condense a thrilling beauty, and there was a cold murderous aura hidden in the beauty, and those monsters who had no ability to think began to be afraid.

It's hard to imagine how these cold-blooded creatures, who only know how to follow instincts, have made them feel terrified, and they actually stopped under a small hill of corpses, but their cloudy white eyes are still filled with endless thirst for blood and flesh, the strange smell of bloodlust still fills the air, and the terrifying teeth still erupt from time to time with a sharp and terrible roar......

"Demon Soul Weapon?" Michelle glanced at the [Bloodthirsty Demons] who were wandering around densely, turned her gaze to Mondol behind her, and asked, "Is that the source of your power?"

"You can say that, but you haven't heard of the Demon Soul Weapon yet, right?" Mondol put on a sad expression, patted his huge head helplessly, and said, "But I really don't like to explain so many things, so why don't I show you directly!?"

"Well, that's exactly what I want......" Michelle replied quietly.

"It seems that you also understand, the so-called fight is to do your best to experience the fun, it's just ......" Mondol's eyes half-narrowed, and the soul power exploded from his body again, "You don't want to die too fast......"

Before the words fell, suddenly there seemed to be a faint fluctuation of soul power in the air, as if a firefly was lit up in a far away, Mondol turned his head sideways in confusion, his pupils had not had time to focus, and the soul power that came in an instant suddenly turned into a surging frenzy, the screams of the monsters behind him became extremely sharp and miserable, the black and purple liquid and the stumps and severed arms of the monsters were wantonly wrapped and thrown in the air, it was a pitch-black violent hurricane, lightning swept towards the high place where Mondor stood, the hurricane was full of messes everywhere it passed, leaving a deep ravine on the ground full of broken corpses。

"This guy's target is me?!" Mondol's half-squinted eyes suddenly sensed a hint of inappropriateness, his powerful legs jumped to the side without hesitation in the blink of an eye, and the violent hurricane brought a wave of surging soul power fluctuations, and the huge soul power gathered exploded in an instant, like a small bomb being detonated, and the tumbling air flow swept across the high place where Mondol was standing, and the surrounding [Bloodthirsty Demon] had no time to escape Swept into a cyclone as sharp as a blade, it turned into piles of minced flesh and large patches of blood.

Mondol's strong, muscular body flew high in the air, and at the most critical moment, he decisively chose to avoid the edge, and then landed steadily from the sky like a nimble cheetah, on all fours, looking vigilantly ahead of the cyclone.

"Huh, didn't you hit?!" The cyclone slowly dispersed along with the dust debris rolled up, and a red-haired boy with a long-handled scythe stood in the center of the cyclone, his handsome face seemed to be a little melancholy, and his lowered eyes stared closely at the blood-stained black scythe in his hand.

"It's a little painful...... "Mondol slowly straightened up, half of his face was scarlet with blood flowing from the top of his right cheek, and he gently wiped away the blood that had gone into his right eye, and said.

"I really didn't get it!" the young man's calm tone still carried a feeling of regret, "I mean that not being able to cut off your entire head is not really 'chopping'!"

"Interesting!Looks like there's another spoiler!?" Mondol's dark eyes swam with a sword-like cold light, and his jerky and deep voice was like the friction of metal, "But it doesn't matter, the more people come, the more excited I am......"

"What a coincidence, I'm also very excited to feel the violent soul power in your body!" The cherry blossom-colored thin lips under the young man's delicate face rose slightly, revealing his white teeth like the bright moon, and his soft voice just now suddenly became murderous in vain, sharp as a sharp blade in Kaifeng, "You should be stronger than these brainless monsters, right?!"

"Soon you'll be able to see for yourself!" Mondol snorted coldly, and the tense muscles of his whole body quickly bulged, and the posture of Mondol was like a finely carved metal statue, giving people a hard and cold texture.

"I can't wait!" As soon as the words fell, the young man's figure disappeared from the spot, he quickly shuttled through the monster group, the black scythe was danced into a black sun wheel by him, wantonly cutting those terrifying humanoid bodies, he was like a flickering black lightning, quickly approaching from a distance, quickly and decisively harvesting the life of the [Bloodthirsty Demon] along the way, with vigorous and violent power like a fierce beast approaching Mondor.

"Good time!" Mondor roared, his violently tumbling soul power shook the dust in vain, and his huge figure tore through the air like a red lightning bolt in an instant, straight and swiftly towards the attacking boy.

"Boom !!"

The air erupted one after another with a resounding explosion sound that resounded through the heavens and the earth, and two completely different soul powers were entangled and torn apart from each other, wrapping up and gradually forming a huge and terrifying soul power vortex, and the surging and agitating power was like a giant tornado in the last days that set off a frenzy across the entire ocean, and the loud sound of the soul power bursting wantonly filled the heavens and the earth, and could not be calmed down for a long time......

This terrifying force roared through the heavens and the earth for a full quarter of an hour before slowly turning into invisible shockwaves that spread in all directions, shattering the ground, monsters, and buildings along the way, and scattering dust, gravel, shredded flesh, and blood into the sky.

The two tall figures silently maintained their final gesture with their backs to back, but remained silent, letting the dust and debris fall on them.

Beges's long, narrow eyes shrouded in shadows slowly opened, his handsome face was furrowed with a deep brow, the corners of his slightly open mouth were constantly spilling blood, his right lower abdomen was firmly punched by Mondol, that punch almost shattered his internal organs, his entire abdominal cavity seemed to have a fierce flame wantonly burning his flesh, the endless boiling sensation, made his entire abdominal cavity seem to explode, the fishy sweet plasma continued to surge up through the throat, instantly filling his mouth, he clenched his fists, trying to control his trembling and shattered body, supporting it from crashing to the ground。

On the other side, Mondor was not much better than Beges, he spread from a shocking wound on his left shoulder to his right thigh, blood gushed out from the wound frantically, and the skin on both sides of the wound cut by the black scythe rolled outward like petals, revealing the scarlet flesh inside, and the wound was so deep that you could even see the white bones inside, if you looked closely, you would find that the white bones were actually cut to pieces. Mondol's face was shrouded in a faint layer of frost, the green tendons on his temples struggled to be exposed, beating faintly, his breathing was heavy like a muffled thunder hidden in the depths of the dark clouds, the pain from the wound was clear and intense, and the red skin was already oozing dense cold sweat.

"It's so strong, that young man is ridiculously fast in terms of both his own speed and attack speed, coupled with the ultimate physical strength, he can actually inflict such serious injuries on that red man, it's really a terrifying strength!" Michelle was also affected by the aftermath of the soul power generated by the battle between the two just now, but with his combat experience and strength, naturally no substantial damage was caused to him, he landed far away on another high ground, calmly observing the changes in the situation on the battlefield, he naturally knew that the boy was a reinforcement sent by Oslan, but to his surprise, he didn't know that Oslan's army still had such a young and powerful combat power, from the appearance of the teenager to the present, Michelle was shocked by his every move, such a strong and even a little violent young man can hardly imagine how terrible he will grow in the future。

"But, comparatively speaking, the big red man in Bakda is clearly more terrifying. Michel thought to herself, the damage caused by the boy to Mondol was obviously fatal, although Mondol relied on his almost perverted strong body to bear the slash of Veges, but his slash still caused enough damage to Mondol to lose his combat effectiveness, a large amount of blood loss and severe bone cracks will cause a serious load on the body, and the kind of shocking wound will obviously cause a serious psychological burden on the injured. To put it simply, under such an injury, it is already a great performance for normal people to be able to rely on their own will to stay awake and not faint, but at this moment, Mondol is still standing tenaciously, and what makes Michel feel even more frightened is that the soul power and breath from Mondol's body are still so orderly and rough and violent, and there is almost no difference from him before he was injured.