Chapter 61 Battle

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So the strange and inexplicable drum beats slowly rang from the depths of the soul.d

All the demons were stunned, and then they burst into roars like mountains and seas.

Caesar pulled out his right hand from the chest of the King of Hell, brought out a bloody heart, and pinched the heart at will. He looked in the distance. His murderous gaze slowly faded, but his whole body slowly changed its breath, as if a volcano that would explode at any time, full of dangerous uncertainty - he did not move, and the demons around him dared not move forward.

"Finally come..." Hannibal sighed in a low voice, and the sword cut through a circle. The sharpness of the holy light forced the demons around him to retreat. The six wings of light spread out in anger, flowing the peerless glow of the highest holy light energy in the world. "What a coincidence...the eighth level..."

It seemed that the entire dimensional fragment was shaking, shaking. The magma rolled and the hot wind whistled, indicating the arrival of powerful forces and a low voice. The powerful man who completed the transformation stretched out everything, power, thoughts, and the world.

"I... was sent to a regular legion... trapped for another five thousand years... and you dared to enter my territory... You are seeking death." The voice rolled in with anger, and the voice shook the soul.

"I feel a very strange feeling... I don't worry much after hearing him say this..." Caesar smiled, his eyes gradually burst into purple light, and the thunder and flames had begun to merge, turning into crazy purple flames. He held the wrath of the Thunder King tightly with his hands, and the King's voice had begun to twist with metal and iron intertwined, "Hannibal, I will try my best to delay time for you. What do you want to do, you'd better hurry up - the opponent is at the eighth level, which is really exciting."

He said that, walking towards the direction where the sound came, and his pace was getting faster and faster. Everything along the way was slapped by an axe, and purple flames followed like a shadow, burning the blocker torture. Caesar took out the level mana potion and level healing potion that had just exploded, and poured a few bottles of it. The potion was a process item, which kept playing a role and was very convenient to drink it in advance.

His rank was getting faster and faster, and finally he started running, and the sound from the opposite side became louder and louder. The earth shook, as if a huge beast was running wildly. Finally, the figure of the biggest enemy appeared in his sight, and he reached the final point of the evolution tree of the devil of the Moon King, the King of Death.

"Even the eighth level, it's still like a bird..." Caesar smiled hideously, "Is hell so boring? Nothing wrong."

"Five thousand years..." The King of Death ignored Caesar's ridicule, "It has been five thousand years since he came to the world, but he was trapped in this ghost place... I didn't expect that there would be an interesting guy to visit, too, that paladin, too. You are all very good, and I actually gave me a premonition of danger to the eighth level - how surprised me that the seventh level that can cause trouble to the eighth level must be an amazing guy among humans. Kill you... how interesting it would be."

"I think it's interesting if I kill you," Caesar roared, "Then let me die."

The high collision, purple and red light, and the gorgeous comet tails collided together, which was a showdown of solid physical strength - Caesar felt that he had hit the entire Arite Mountains, chest tightness, dizziness, and physical pain, as if he could not stop the power from the demon. Then the level healing potion he drank took effect, and the life factor turned into a healing warm current, wandering around, constantly providing the power of resistance. Caesar gritted his teeth, and the purple flame roared out, entangling the body of the King of Death.

"Interesting Power" The King of Death's eyes changed, and the red flame formed a shield to block the invasion of purple flames. "But the structure is loose and simple, and there are many loopholes in my eyes. Although the Moon King clan is a pure melee warrior, it has a talented flame-strengthening power. This power can only be used for melee combat before the seventh level, but if I advance to the eighth level, I can freely control the power of the fire - even far away from imagination."

As soon as it finished speaking, the magma around it suddenly exploded, stirring up the magma columns that spread across the sky. The terrifying rain of fire fell from the sky, and suddenly condensed into a pair of flame war swords, stabbing towards Caesar. Caesar's dragon roar, and the sound wave suddenly spread, not only trembling the King of Death, but also shattered all the flame war swords: "You are also called manipulation? Don't make people laugh. Melee troops must have the awareness of melee combat. What to learn to manipulate flames?"

The King of Death suddenly heard this sentence, fell into a dazed contemplation, and then woke up suddenly - but it was too late, because the moment he was distracted just now, he was firmly grasped by Caesar.

Caesar instantly put the battle axe into the inventory.

The King of Death, who was subconsciously resisting Caesar's huge power, felt empty-handed. Although he was an eighth-level strong man, he was caught off guard and was still pushed forward by the inertia of his own power - towards Caesar.

"Whenever I see the moon, I think of me..." Caesar sighed in a low voice, as if telling an ordinary dream. The purple flames jumped actively in his hands, and as the changing hand shapes changed into different forms, "I saw the flaw."

There was no weapon, but Zi Yan, which was wrapped in his fists, hit the abdomen of the King of Death. Zi Yan rotated into a spiral with strong breakthrough power, and rushed into the demon's body like a bamboo shoot. Then, it was a two-claw attack. Zi Yan left traces of attack. Ten flame marks burned armor and affected the spirit. The huge force drove the King of Death into the air.

The dragon-slaying double blades, the sacred will of Bulkeso, the tribe guardian of Bulkeso, the green suit double blades, held in his hand, Caesar soared into the sky, the giant god blade and the ancient sword were long and short, bent, complementing and restraining each other, and the blade flowing with purple flames kept cutting the body of the King of Death, or piercing into the gaps of the solid armor.

He kept attacking and screaming like crazy howlings, impacting the demon from the spiritual level. Caesar's subordinates kept attacking the demon, leaving as many scars as possible.

The more serious its injury, the greater the possibility of winning, but you cannot give up on vigilance.

Level 8, it is not so easy to defeat.

It can be said that the Great Camping Wind at this time was completely caused by the enemy's underestimation.

Or maybe it is confidence in one's own strength - this is quite similar to a demon. After gaining strength, one must show off to the guys who don't know the truth, so that they will despair after they have hope, and get happiness from the other party's shock and despair.

But this time I miscalculated it.
Chapter completed!