Broad World

Accompanied by a strong shock, the five huge eyes that were originally closed suddenly opened, shooting out strong magical light towards the black shadow. After a few seconds, his figure began to become real, and it didn't take long for Joan Irenicas to resurrected.

He first looked at his restored hands in a little surprise, then raised his head and laughed wildly and shouted: "Hahahahahaha! I'm resurrected again! It seems that fate has ordered us to have a final duel in this place, and only the winner To gain everything. I am so glad to destroy you again, Son of Baal. To die here means that you will never have any chance of resurrection, even if you have a rather terrible helper."

"I think you may have made a mistake. I was just watching this time. You have only one opponent, and that is him. Only a fair fight can truly determine the outcome of a duel about fate." Henry said. He stood up and retreated to the rear, saying that he would never intervene in this battle.

"Hehehe! Poor son of Baal, your most powerful ally has chosen to stand by at this moment. It seems that I have already won, right?" Joan Irenicas asked with a ferocious smile.

Without the cover of the mask, his face full of crimson scars looked like a demon in the abyss. It looked so terrifying that one couldn't help but feel the scalp tingle.

But Apodell was obviously not intimidated, but sneered and sarcastically said: "You are sure to win? What gave you this confidence! I am different from before, and you will soon experience this new power for yourself How powerful."

"Strong? Hahahaha." Joan Irenicas laughed wantonly as if hearing something funny. "Did you think you were the only one who went through those trials? Don't be silly, our chances are the same, the Throne of Killing wants a fair duel, and I have also gained new powers, so you are in my eyes Still a poor little bug."

"Maybe my power is not as strong as your magic. But just stab this sword into your throat or heart, and it will be over. Sometimes the battle is not won by the stronger side, I will I will prove it to you soon." Apodell countered without showing any weakness.

Joan Irenicas suddenly found that her opponent had changed a lot, both physically and psychologically. He even quickly noticed the huge energy contained in the bronze-colored skin and muscles, especially the looming anti-magic stance around his body, which was simply enough to make low-level magic completely useless.

Apodell obviously saw the cautiousness in the eyes of the enemy, and a sneer that was not easy to be detected crossed the corner of his mouth, and at the same time he began to walk around in place with strange steps. His eyes are always fixed on the enemy's hands, as long as he sees a spellcasting action. Immediately will rush to launch an attack.

At such a short distance, apart from the protection that can be triggered instantly, only spells below the second level can barely be released.

With the strengthened magic resistance, he can completely bear it down, and then stab the weapon into the opponent's body, completing an attack of exchanging injuries for lives.

As a legendary mage with rich combat experience, Joan Irenicas clearly sensed this attempt, the horrible scar on his face twitched, and then laughed: "You don't think so naively that such a strategy can Does it work? Forget it, now I want you to see the power I have gained."

The voice just fell!

His figure suddenly began to shake violently. Immediately afterwards, four souls were released from the body, which turned into Sarevok, the Eye of the Elder, a long sword floating in mid-air, and finally a shadow dragon flickering all over.

In less than a second, the terrifying mage summoned four terrifying helpers. For Apodel, it takes a lot of effort to deal with any one, let alone four at the same time.

For a moment, the balance of victory tilted towards the enemy, but Henry, who was standing in the distance, still had no intention of doing anything. He just stood there and watched quietly. There was no expression on that handsome face, as if he was Watching two unrelated people fight to death.

This situation made Joan Irenicus slightly relieved, and then said with a sneer: "Have you seen it? I have also experienced the same trials as you, fear, greed, anger, pride, and selfishness. Tell you They are completely different in themselves. I choose to isolate them, each representing extreme evil, hatred and depravity."

Speaking of this, he suddenly paused, and looked back at the helpers that had split from his body: "Perhaps I have become familiar with the characteristics of these monsters during the trial, but I have made some improvements so that they can be used against you in the trial. Now tell me what you learned in middle school, do you feel the despair and fear from the bottom of your heart?"

"No, I just think you are pathetic. You can't even face yourself. These illusions seem powerful, but they are actually weak, and let me see through your cowardly nature." Apodel replied very calmly . After going through five trials, he completely understood some truths, so he no longer had any fear in his heart.

"Hmph. A guy who can only speak his mind. I decided to use a new name from now on——The Destroyer, and you are the first target I destroyed. I will bring this power back to Sodanis La. Let everyone there taste death and destruction again!" Joan Irenicas opened his arms and released powerful magic power, and the surrounding blood sea began to boil because of his behavior.

The evil plane, Baal's kingdom, would naturally react to this declaration of killing, and the howls of pain became louder and louder all of a sudden.

"See! All the power here is responding to me. In this environment, my body and thought form are beyond the limits of your abilities. Now my thoughts can drive magical energy without hindrance. Maybe you don't Understand what this means, Son of Baal. Your choice is such a disappointment, a waste of precious opportunities to develop more muscles? Quicker mind? None of that is of any use. I have grasped it while you are doing those so-called sublimation real power."

Joan Irenicus was extremely excited at the moment, even wasting a lot of words to explain how powerful he had acquired. He looked so confident, as if he had already won the game.

However, Apodell was unmoved at all, nodded flatly and asked: "Have you finished speaking? Let's start after speaking. Any words are far less powerful than actions. Maybe the power you get is indeed powerful, and my choice Very stupid. But the result is only the winner, and you are not the winner yet."

His words instantly angered Joan Irenicus, and the powerful spellcaster sneered, "Hmph! You are right, it is time for me to send you on your way. Son of Baal, to your divinity Farewell, soul, and destiny, they shall be mine at once."

As the boiling blood sea set off huge waves and slapped on the rocks of the island, the two of them took it as a signal to start the war, and the fateful moment finally arrived.

The beholder who symbolizes fear, the proud dragon, the angry Sarevok, the greedy magic sword, and finally the selfish Joan Irenicus launched an attack together.

There seems to be some connection between them, or an emotion split from the same soul. In short, the coordination was perfect, and within a few seconds the magic armor on Apodel's body was torn apart several times. If it wasn't for his skin and muscles that were almost as hard as fine steel, he might have fallen to the ground with serious injuries at this moment.

Seeing this situation, Henry couldn't help shaking his head slightly.

Apparently, Apodell thought he was just an ordinary warrior, and hadn't learned how to use the powerful power hidden in his blood at all. As the creator of this island, he can control almost everything here, just like a god gaining a huge ability bonus in his own kingdom of God.

But it's a pity that this guy hasn't realized this yet, and only relies on his own strength to fight the enemy. At the cost of a severe wound to his chest, he took advantage of the silver sword's ability to ignore most magical defenses to decapitate the dragon.

Henry finally couldn't stand it anymore, so he reminded him: "This is the kingdom of Barr. And you are the real son of Barr. If you integrate yourself into the environment, you will immediately feel a completely different power."

After hearing this sentence, Apodell's eyes lit up as if he understood something, and immediately raised his hands and shouted: "I declare in the name of the Son of Slaughter! From now on, all the power of this island will be used by me!"

In an instant, a powerful energy surrounded him, and the wound on his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and at the same time, a dark red energy shield formed around him. It directly blocked all the magic from the beholder and Joan Irenicus.

"That's right, that's it. Now we are finally back to the same starting line." Henry said with a smile.

Of course, only he thinks so, which can be seen from the angry and hateful eyes of Joan Irenicas.

Apodel, who received a huge power bonus, easily defeated and killed the beholder and Sarevok, and then used the energy of the elements in the air to destroy the magic sword that was completely immune to physical attacks. The speed of the efficiency made the enemy dumbfounded.

"It's really impressive, Son of Baal. I don't think you think this is the end?" Joan Irenicus asked through gritted teeth.

"Of course not. I know you have always had a lot of tricks. Don't keep them, use them all, because this is your last chance." After speaking, Apodel approached step by step with a weapon in his hand, his eyes flashing with a symbol of God. The golden light of sex, it seems that part of the soul and divinity have begun to re-enter his body.

"As you wish. Next, I will show you the real power, the power enough to kill a god." Said Joan Irenicas gave up all spell casting actions. Immediately afterwards, the body began to deform rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, dark red scales, black bone spurs, thick tail and sharp claws grew.

There is no doubt that this is the final form of all the sons of Baal - the Slayer, as he said, this is the power enough to kill the gods.

Seeing this, Apodell dropped the weapon in his hand without showing any weakness, and while taking steps, he also quickly transformed, and when he brought him closer, he also turned into an exactly the same killer.

Two monsters with terrible powers have launched a bloody and primitive battle on this small island. They all know that only the victor can leave this place alive... (to be continued ~^~)