Hank's toes floated into the air, and he summoned a circle of magic swords around him, and the sword light flew and weaved into a close-range lotus flower, cutting off all the tentacles that had tightened.

As soon as he flew away from the encirclement, the land broke open again, and countless tentacles attacked, Hank frowned, slightly irritated, put his hands together and pulled out a ray of light, forming a surface with a line, expanding the surface into a net, and falling towards the tentacles that rushed to the sky.

The two collided, and the tentacles were cut into small squares like tofu, and the light net fell straight into the earth, cutting the surrounding land into squares.

The black horse stood in the air with Ilya lying down, and the monster in the air had been watching the fire from the far shore of the sky, and the people in the urn were not moving at all with the insect tide gathering as the pillar.

Hank raised his hand and held the ground blocks in the air, mixed with large balls of meat that had been cut into pieces, and Hank tossed them aside, getting rid of one of the three.

"The disgusting guy is dead. ”

"Very well, it did kill it this time. ”

"It's long overdue, you lowly guy is still of some use. ”

"What? Who died?"

The man in the urn looked up, and the monster in the air shuddered and looked at Hank.

"That's the magic sword?"

"How could it be a magic sword?"

"That's not a magic sword. ”

"Yes, yes, I didn't even see it without the magic sword. ”

Two hands clapped on his neck.

The magic sword around Hank's body suddenly froze, and then the condensed magic power dissipated, and all the magic swords disappeared on the spot.

The monster in the air laughed, looking smug, and continued.

"Humans flying?"

"How can humans fly?"

"Humans can't fly. ”

"Yes, yes, no human can fly, I don't even see it. ”

Two hands on the neck patted again.

Hank's levitation magic vanishes, his body falls to gravity, and he is surprised to find that he can no longer cast levitation magic.

Fortunately, at the critical moment of the dark horse, he summoned a magic platform to support Hank.

The monster in the air, who was full of anticipation that this lowly human would fall into a deep pit in the ground and fall into a puddle of flesh, was disappointed and displeased.

Hank looked at the air monster who had done a lot of kung fu, and he knew that these four mouths were not arguing for a long time, but had unique abilities, such as forcibly canceling magic just now.

The swarm of insects that had surged from under the people in the urn had changed a little, and they were even fatter than they had just been.

Two poisonous scorpions crawled along the large urn to the human face, and the four pincers split the pale human face into four, and at the bottom was a large worm mouth, and the wriggling mouth slowly swallowed out another face, and the person in the urn changed his appearance, and this new face turned out to be exactly the same as Hank.

The tide of insects gushing out grew stronger and stronger, and the number of them almost filled the deep pit, and the backs of the most fat heads on the face bloomed, and human arms, legs, and bodies grew respectively, and in terms of skin color, length, and shape, they were nine points similar to Hank's body.

The fat worms with limbs rushed out, and there were many bugs behind them that were growing new identical limbs one after another.

Hank motioned to the dark horse that he could only rely on the help of the other party for the time being, otherwise he would fall into the pile of insects and be eaten by the insects in the next moment.

At the same time, he also needs to be mindful of the flow of his mana at all times, and if anything happens in battle, it will have a lethal effect, which is why his fighting style is so conservative at this time.

Especially if you don't know enough about the enemy yet.

Hank swung a wind blade to get rid of the insects at the front with his right hand, which was almost the same as his own, and he didn't dare to act rashly in the current situation.

But just as the wind blade sliced through the insect's body and sliced through its back arm, Hank's right hand ached at the same time, leaving a warm liquid in his arm.

His own wound is exactly the same as the wound on the insect's back and arm.

The other party can graft the hurt onto himself.

Hank's heart sank, and there were more and more insects with limbs, and the dense hands, hands and feet seemed to greet Hank under their drive.

The situation is not optimistic, if you just destroy the bugs without harming the "own" body on their backs, you may be able to avoid injury, but this requires a high level of subtle manipulation of magic, which is precisely the most difficult for Hank to do now.

The monster in the air is very dissatisfied with the interference of the dark horse, this is obviously three against one, no, now it is a two-on-one battle, and it seems very unfair for the dark horse to intervene rashly, so it decided to make this contest fair.

"Can horses use magic?"

"How is it possible for a horse to use magic?"

"It is impossible for a horse to use magic. ”

"Yes, not a single horse can use magic, I don't even see it. ”

A clapping of his hands on the neck.

But this time the aerial monster didn't get the expected result, nothing happened, and all it got was a contemptuous glance from the dark horse.

The three faces in front of the monster in the air were wrinkled together, and they felt puzzled, and they also felt that they had been greatly insulted, or that they had been insulted by a brute.

It was about to insult something, but the man in the urn stopped: "Ignore it, it's strong." ”

The simple six words made the monster in the air stunned, but he was honest and didn't do anything more.

The man in the urn nodded, and the insect tide officially began to charge in groups, this time Hank only took a dodge, whether it was a pounce or a spit of poison, he did not take any countermeasures.

"I take back my previous words. Hank's voice rang in Elijah's head, "I need your help, Elijah. ”

Ilya, who was lying on horseback, sat up and snorted, and replied in his mind: "I know you can't do without me, what do you want me to help you?"

A little pride, everything was in his expected tone, mixed with a hint of fear, which made Hank, who was dodging the attack in the air, smile.

Little girl, pretend to be a little bit like it.

But this smile made the people in the urn think that Hank was underestimating him, and his face was displeased, and the insect tide attack underground became more and more ferocious.

"Ilya, you need to get the old man to take you past us to the Divine Throne and help me retrieve something, and I will temporarily drag these two monsters to join you as soon as possible. When you get your stuff and talk back to me like you are now, I'll come to you, and I'll take you out of here with you. ”

"What do you need me to take from the throne?"

"The breath of the gods left behind by Nagara. ”

"How do I collect it?"

"Use this. ”

Ilya's palms sank, and when he looked down, he found that he was lying quietly in his hand a small hexagonal diamond box, one of which had a small hole in it.

"I've set up the magic beforehand, you just need to get close enough to the throne and it will activate itself. ”

"Can you handle these two monsters on your own?"

"Hehe, who am you, I'm the great Hank, don't worry, I'm playing with these two guys. ”

Ilya nodded despite her concern, she lowered her head and whispered a few words in the black horse's ear, and then the black horse gave birth to billowing smoke, wrapped Ilya and rushed forward, trying to break through and leave.

The person in the urn seemed to have expected it, and its extra-long insect body rose into the air, followed by a wall of insects.

However, how can Hank let the people in the urn succeed, he instantly evacuates the moisture in the air, gathers into a small droplet of water and hits the insect wall, all the insects are frozen into ice cubes, and at the same time, he is also stained with a layer of ice from the neck down.

But Hank didn't stop, there was a huge sound wave from the deep pit that was filled with insects before, and then pulled gravity down, and under the squeeze of the two powerful forces, the monster in the air and the man in the urn were temporarily trapped and unable to make other moves.

The dark horse took the opportunity to evade the obstacle and hurried away with Ilya.

Seeing that one person and one horse successfully left, Hank gently shattered the ice on his body, and suddenly felt unstable under his feet, a stumble, the sound wave and the gravity field disappeared at the same time, Hank frowned, sure enough, too rapid consumption of mana will lead to insufficient stability of magic construction.

The man in the urn stretched his body and said, "Even the only one who can help you, you let it go, do you really think you can deal with the two of us?"

Hank shrugged, "Isn't that something that doesn't obvious?"

The face of the person in the urn flashed fiercely, it twisted its body, and the dark clouds in the sky slowly dispersed, gradually differentiating into particles and descending, and when it got close enough, it realized that these were not clouds, but a large flying insect.

The man in the urn tore open his face and said with a worm mouth: "Now, show me, how is it obvious?"

......

...

With the wind whistling in her ears, Ilya was completely attached to the horse's back, not feeling the speed of the wind, but she could tell from the sound of the wind in her ears that the black horse was moving her forward at a ridiculously fast speed.

In the process of advancing, you can occasionally feel the black horse change direction several times, and some other sounds can be faintly heard in the howling wind, although it is not clear, but you can vaguely tell that there are other roadblock monsters trying to stop the black horse from advancing.

The voices in his ears became more and more chaotic, the frequency of the dark horse's turns became higher and higher, and the speed of his progress became faster and faster, and Elijah knew that they were getting closer and closer to the Divine Throne, and the monsters along the way were once followers of Nagaro, and now they were the guardians of Nagaro's Divine Seat.

It didn't take long for the black horse to stop abruptly, and the smoke that obscured the view cleared, and in front of Ilya's eyes stood a majestic throne, a golden throne made of bones that revealed a pride in thousands of living beings.

Ilya turned over and dismounted, and the aura emanating from the divine seat was terrifying, even if there was no god on the seat.

"That's what it is...... God's seat?" Elijah exclaimed, "No, now is not the time to marvel, we need to hurry ......"

As Elijah spoke, he found that the black horse had his back to him, and when he turned his head, the air and the ground were crowded with all kinds of strange shapes and grinning monsters.

The dark horse threw a look at Elijah, as if to say, "Leave it to me here, you go and collect the breath of the gods".

And the dark horse's eyes gradually swelled up with the previous madness and tyranny.

Without hesitation, Ilya turned and ran towards the throne. She knew why she had turned around so many times, it wasn't that the dark horse was bypassing the monsters, but that she had deliberately gathered all the monsters in the vicinity and made them all target herself, so that Elijah could get closer to the throne more safely and collect the breath of the gods with the box.

And Ilya also knew that in the face of such a large number of followers of the Old Gods whose abilities were unknown, all she could do was to complete her mission as soon as possible and then inform Hank.

In front of the throne.

A dark horse fights thousands of demons alone.