Rekton pressed his head and looked down with the possibility of blindness.

The magic sarcophagus cracked from the inside like a broken egg. Countless deadly strong light shot out from the cracks and shot into the dark clouds, illuminating the entire sky!

The energy fluctuations surged out of the coffin like a tsunami, completely submerging the nearest Rekton. The strong light that overflowed from the cracks made his power axe directly filled with energy, but the strong light also made his scales melt like ice...

"Get out quickly!" Nathers covered his eyes with his arms. The light shining from strong light made him feel like his skin was burning like a large piece of soldering iron was pressed on.

Rekton's eyes shifted from the fully charged power axe to the magic sarcophagus. When he saw the gradually spreading crack in the sarcophagus, he instantly made up his mind. He roared in the magic storm: "No! He showed his flaws, this may be our best opportunity!"

Rekton knew that his task was to hold Zelas and Jeno to take action, but if he didn't fight hard with all his might, how could he force Zelas's trump card to completely absorb his attention and make him feel unhappy to defend?

In terms of combat, Rekton could completely trust his judgment.

If Geno saw this scene and was not blind, he would definitely let Recton retreat. Because he knew that the Hex Powered Tomahawk in Recton's hand was such a fucking defective product! I didn't see that all the finished products used by Nathers were scrapped, why would you dare to go over it?

Rekton narrowed his eyes with pain. He covered his eyes with his body that was about to be melted by himself and saw the scene in the coffin. In the coffin, Zelas was as dazzling as a new star, burning iron chains stretched out from the crack, and followed by Zelas' vicious laughter.

"You still don't realize the gap between the sun and the firefly between us. I am no longer the same as before, and you are just a microcosm of the glory of the past."

Zelas was extremely arrogant, and the arcane vortex diverted to form his head and limbs. His proud figure released endless lightning.

He hid in the coffin just to cast the most powerful magic ritual without being influenced by the outside world. Zelas' ascension posture was about to be revealed, and at this moment, he felt that he would become the god of magic.

With a mockery, he poured a basin of cold water on him, and Rekton left a cold sentence.

"Daily dreaming, Zeras, you're a shit sun."

After mocking, Rekton felt dead without regrets. He looked at death as if he was home, injected all Yuhen into the weapon in his hand, and inserted the tip of the axe into the gap in the sarcophagus with accuracy and ruthlessness!

As if thousands of suns had been detonated, even more dazzling light shot out from the stone pit, and a dazzling pillar of light burst out from the center of Piltwolf! It directly connects to the sky! It is even more dazzling than the holy light blasted out of the sun disk at the ascension ceremony!

Zelas's heart fire was stabbed, and Rekton was immediately swallowed by the witchcraft fire. The heart-wrenching roar and scream were intertwined, and finally they were annihilated in the roar of the pillar of light.

The storm stopped temporarily, the beam of light soaring into the sky gradually dissipated, and Nathers's wail gradually appeared in the hot soil of the sinkhole in the center of the city.

The desolate and scorching breath blew away Nathers' eyebrows and eyes. He saw the pit with white smoke, which had nothing but the orange-red slurry melted from the sand. He stood at the border and called Rekton's name, but he had never received a response.

Thinking that Huangsha had taken away his brother, sadness quickly squeezed out his anger, his huge body as big as a mountain retracted back to its normal size as if it was deflated, and knelt down at the scorching sinkhole.

The painful heart was silent as if dead. His sorrow was indulged in the deep well. He wanted to cry but couldn't squeeze out even a single tear, because the structure called the tear gland had been replaced with hard obsidian as soon as it ascended.

He knelt like this, like a sad statue, the ashes all over the sky silenced, covering his body. Some ashes were taken in his palms, and he looked at the ashes in a daze, wondering if this was the ashes turned into by his brother.

Nathus just knelt for a while and felt that ten thousand years had passed in sorrow. The strong wind blew up again, sweeping away all the ashes on his body, and sweeping away the scorching air. The orange liquid in the pit cooled down and turned into beautiful glass, but the same sad face reflected on countless colorful and flat mirrors.

Nathus waved his hand and sprinkled a handful of ashes, and they fell on the glass and penetrated into it. Then Nathus saw countless memories with Rekton sealed in the glass, playing them over and over again, and they could never be taken out.

He was impressed until the memories of the past glory were broken in the mirror, and the vicious white light reappeared in the world through the gaps of the glass.

Zelas was not dead, Rekton failed to kill him. His reappearance also shattered all the past glory that Nathers hid in the glass!

Nathers escaped from the arms of his mother's desert, and his anger that was wider than the desert squeezed away the grief and filled every corner of his body again. His body expanded rapidly and turned into the desert god of death again. The sandstorm was surrounded by him, and his incandescent eyes glared at the center of the sinkhole, which was where Zelas was.

The crystallized earth in the sinkhole began to crack, and several burning iron chains extended out first, and then a sarcophagus was pulled out from the cracks of the earth by chains and floated into the air.

The fragments of the magic coffin began to separate from each other, and the arcane vortex of energy surged in the air again. Driven by energy, the fragments stayed away from each other according to a certain positional relationship, and finally formed a human-shaped energy body with an abominable appearance by combining with the substantial energy entity.

Zelas!

He looked unharmed, but the expansion of the fragments between them enlarged the proportion of his figure, making him look even bigger now than before. His empty body was burning with blue and white transparent flames, and his whole body was crackling.

"Tsk tsk, Nathus, your silence is really ugly, like a stray dog. But your angry expression at this moment makes me happy." Nathus, who was furious and angry, did not feel any threat to Zelas. Anger is the fig leaf of the incompetent, and his last resort, which is his last resort, but this cannot change anything.

"Where did you hide Rekton!"

Zelas's sarcastic mockery fell into Nathers's sharp ears, and Nathers yelled and raised his hands. A pillar of fire rose from Zelas' feet, and millions of sun-like fires immediately engulfed him.

The imagined scream did not come, and Zelas said indifferently, undressed by the flames, but said incredibly cold:
Chapter completed!