At this moment, Carlos looked at the spear that was shaking against his body and was still trembling at the end of his tail, his eyes were a little straight, just a little bit away, really a little bit away.

If it weren't for his twenty years of self-exile on the Snowy Plateau, he would have never been able to hunt and fight with the Snowy Warcraft, and his intuition about danger would have penetrated into his bones.

Just now, it was not even his consciousness that reacted, but his body instinctively dodged and let go of the spear. Otherwise, he would definitely be a heart-warming blow with this blow.

It was only after another breath that Carlos felt a sense of fear and realized what he was going to do.

Then, when he looked up, he saw Amon falling from the sky and hitting not far away in front of him.

After a moment, the blue demon fire lion Uwei slowly descended under the crown and stood beside him, with a complicated expression.

At this time, on the wasteland, the sun shone, Amon faced the two legends alone, and behind him was the person he must protect. The ten-meter-high Titan body was covered with various injuries, and the blood stained the dawn red, but he was proudly independent.

He lowered his head and looked at Carlos, his eyes were complicated and difficult to understand, but there was no trace of surprise, and said, "Carlos, are you finally here?"

Carlos was not a fool either. He looked at Amon's expression, as if he understood something, and his face looked ugly again: "Do you know I'm coming? Did you do it on purpose?"

"What do you think?

I went to your mansion, and I expose your conspiracy in front of you. I made you unable to sleep or eat, so I had to give it a try.

Then, you will leave the city with confidence and come here."

Speaking of this, Amon finally smiled, smiling brightly: "Only when you come here, I have the chance to kill you!"

Carlos's eyes were a little dull, and he was almost autistic. He was not a fool. Now, looking back on everything before, everything was clear.

After all, he is the divine follower of the God of Power and Courage. He is the future pope appointed by the above, with a noble status. If they fight in the city, they will tear their faces apart and make all contradictions public.

This is to be joked by all the countries in the North, and it is also to hit the face of Koude, the god of strength and courage.

This is definitely not possible, but if you leave the city and kill it quietly, it will be different.

In other words, they kidnapped Alice and wanted to catch Wade and Amon out of the city. Isn’t that the way they did?

However, compared with the fireworks that Amon used, they seemed much clumsy.

Of course, if he had known this view before seeing this battle, before seeing Amon's incarnation of giants and Uwe's crown battle, he would not have believed it even if he knew this view.

Because he did not believe that as a legend, even if it was just a legend of God's grace, he would not be able to defeat a warrior under the legend, and this warrior was once a famous waste in the north.

It seemed as if he had fallen into his own thoughts, Carlos seemed silent. The moment on the wasteland was quiet for a long time until it was broken by Uwe's crown.

He walked to Carlos, and to be precise, it was the spear thrown by Amon as a javelin, and looked for a long time.

Looking at Amon again, his eyes were even more complicated than Carlos: "Just now, your spear throwing has the power of rules or is it a rule in terms of space?"

This seems to be asking a question, but it seems to be affirming that as a legend, he is familiar with the power of rules, but as a legend, he cannot trust his eyes?

Rules are everywhere, and intelligent life lives in the main material plane. Every moment, birth, old age, sickness and death are bound by rules. This is like eating and drinking water, so no one will question it.

Of course, mortals are not qualified to question, only legends, a journey in the origin of the plane, seeing rules, contacting the silk of rules, and being given certain authority.

Then, they have a way to feel the rules and borrow them.

This is the symbol of legend.

However, at this moment, a warrior who was at the peak of the legend actually borrowed the rules and used legendary combat skills, which was even more surprising than Amon's transformation into an eight-armed Titan!

Amon's eyes moved and looked at Uwe's grandson, without denying it: "Yes, this attack does use the spatial rules."

Uwei asked again: "How did you do it?"

"Although I don't mind sharing, it's complicated and not something that can be clearly stated in a few words. Moreover, Uwe's Crown, we are now enemies.

Do you think I'm now revealing my secret to the enemy, okay?"

The rhetorical question that touches the soul makes Uwei's subordinate feel a momentary embarrassment. He will not say such issues involving core abilities, even if others ask him.

But in a flash, he spoke again: "But why? Why didn't you need to come out just now? If your previous attack was blessed by the power of rules, it would be very likely that I would die!"

But Amon smiled and said, "Because, I still hesitate a little. For Carlos, should I kill him or exile him?"

As he said this, he looked at Carlos again: "Just as I said before, if you want to get to that position, you can use conspiracy, win over and divide, and build momentum to get to the top, either.

If you win, you win, and you won, it doesn’t matter.

But you shouldn't be involved in Alice, it's your only mistake.

However, at some point, I'm still a little hesitant about killing you.

Although you have done enough to die hundreds of times, you are the descendant of the Odoak family, the brother of King Hakas, and our uncle.

You can be ruthless, but I don't want to kill my relatives.

So, I was confused.

So I made another game, and all choices were made by you, so all consequences should be borne by you."

As he said this, he paused. Both Carlos and Uwe's crown showed a look of listening. He spoke again. Amon's voice was obviously light, but it seemed like the roar of thunder fell into Carlos's ears.

"When I show my combat power, you will definitely hesitate and choose to attack. If you can attack me, I will only exile you.

But if you want to catch Alice and wait for the snipe and clam to fight and do something threatening, then I will kill you!"

After pausing again, Amon took a deep breath and shouted: "You have defiled the glory of the Odoak family; you have lost the courageous heart of the ancient Mongolians.

You deserve no place to die!

This is your own choice!”

Carlos was stunned, as if a bolt from the blue hit him on his head. He could even feel the gaze of Uwe's daughter, and his eyes were full of contempt.

What's more, he himself couldn't help but reflect, did I lose the glory of the Odoak family? Did I defiled the brave heart of the ancient Mongolians?

And the result of reflection is actually no need to say more!

"Hahahahahaha!"

"Hahahahahahahaha!"

Suddenly, Carlos smiled, laughing wildly and crazy. He looked at Amon with indescribable sarcasm: "Okay, it's really good. I was almost shaken by you. Just this mouth, you are even better than your father.

But so what?

The courageous heart of the ancient Mongolians is not judged by you, and the glory of the Odoak family is not something you can deny. As long as I continue to walk along this path, it will definitely be right.

As for you, what you rely on is just strength. You think that even if I join forces with Uwei, I will not be able to defeat you. You can only speak so recklessly.

But today, I will tell you what despair is?”

Carlos' eyes were filled with blood and madness. He finally raised his hand and the pair of white dragon leather gloves on his hand.

Then he saw him roaring hysterically: "Come out, the warrior of the kingdom of heaven, the powerful warrior of Koud, obey the orders of the summoner, come out!"

Almost as soon as he roared, a bright divine light surged on the white dragon's leather gloves. You could vaguely hear the painful roar of an illusory white dragon soul, as if it reached the depths of the heart.

Then, the phantom of the white dragon burned and turned into ashes. A gorgeous door to another world opened in the sky. Through the light, you could see the magnificent scene of the God Kingdom behind it.

Then, two more heavenly warriors wearing armor, holding heavy swords, and with wings behind them walked out of it.

As soon as they appear, they directly cause the world to change color, as if some great existence is about to wake up.

But there was a road paved with golden divine light at the feet of the warriors of the Heavenly Kingdom, spreading, and actually calmed the anger of the plane's consciousness and dissipated invisibly.

This time, when two Heavenly Warriors descended from the sky, stopped in front of the wilderness hut, and also stopped in front of Carlos.

They wore steel helmets, their faces were covered, and they could not see their expressions. They could only see a pair of hot eyes through the helmets, as if they were excited, and as if they were about to choose someone to eat.

They didn't say anything, but just raised their heavy swords and nodded slightly to Carlos, which meant that they were willing to obey his orders.

The two Heavenly Warriors, the warriors specially trained by Kou De, were transformed by Kou De, who shaped their bodies and gave them strength, and they also honed their skills day after day in the training ground of God's domestic country.

They are very strong, although they are just legends, but they are stronger than most legends.

And this is the trump card given to Carlos by the one-armed pope.

It seemed to be so exciting that Carlos never even thought about the fact that they were two legends against one legend, but directly opened the trump card.

This time, Carlos smiled, and she was so arrogant. He looked at Amon and waved his hand: "I admit that you are strange, and I also admit that although you are not a legend, your combat power is no less than that of a legend.

But I just want to know whether the strength and confidence you are proud of can still be maintained in front of the four legends?

Or do you think you can hit us all by yourself?

Hahahahahaha…”

Carlos was really crazy at this time!

Amon was still calm. Even though the two Heavenly Warriors had locked him in, his surging momentum even reached the extreme, as if he was about to attack in the next second.

But Amon just said calmly: "If one fights four, it is still four legends, this is really impossible to beat.

However, since I have led you out, I have all my own preparations. You don’t really think that’s how I came here, right?”

"Haha, you mean you still have reinforcements? Mr. Sharp?

I can tell you that he is still in Kelma City, and if he can't leave, the Pope will not let him leave."

"That's not!"

"But besides that old thing Sharp, you can find another legend and I'll take a look?"

"There is no legend, but there is really one epic." Amon turned sideways, bowed to the wilderness hut, and said, "Mr. I'm sorry, I'll bother you in the end?"

In response, the door of the cottage opened, and an old mage wearing a robe, holding a staff, and his eyes were as deep as the sea, slowly walked out.

When he had not appeared, it really seemed to be non-existent and was ignored, but when he appeared, it seemed that all the light and shine were shining on him.

He is the master of the Grey Eagle Mage Tower, the leader of the Grey Eagle Legion, the first spellcaster in the North, the old friend of King Hakas, and the crown of Sakzi Eraghon.

And wherever he passed, everything was silent!
Chapter completed!