Mathael's condition doesn't look good.
This guy's body is already made of flesh and blood, and the look of it full of scars reminds one of a butcher's flesh and blood factory.
It’s just that I still can’t see their faces at this time!
And his tragic situation will not make the two first-generation Nephalem choose to stop!
“Rasma! I knew you bastard would only bring me trouble!”
The first generation ancestor shouted and cursed at Rathma while launching a pursuit towards Malthael in front of him!
Fighting for brothers?
This is a joke.
He just has a reason to do so!
The selfish and ruthless first-generation Bulcaisel only wanted to become stronger!
So powerful that no one can tell him what to do!
And now Rasma has grasped the possibility of his resurrection!
It’s just that even if the body he occupied came from Kanai who was very close to his location, it was already a corpse!
The first generation ancestor just launched a charge, and the legs of this corpse made an overwhelming sound!
Without the protection of muscles, the bones are very limited even if they are hard!
Skeletons simply cannot bear his powerful strength!
Moreover, even the first generation of barbarians in their heyday would not be able to defeat the current Malthael.
All they did was delay time!
This is also the result Malthael wants!
“No one can defeat death!”
Mathael once again shouted his somewhat sinister slogan.
The blood-stained body was surrounded by shadows again!
The brand new cloak enveloped his body, and he was now Malthael with the peaked hood again!
The Reaper of Souls passed across the ground, completely and silently cutting off the legs of Kanai's corpse on the spot!
A guy who still has a soul is as fragile as a wafer cookie when facing the Reaper of Souls!
Immediately afterwards, Malthael's figure turned into a cloud of gray mist and appeared behind Rathma!
Everywhere we passed was covered with gray fog!
“Your souls no longer belong to you!”
A gloomy sound rang out from this environment, but it was impossible to tell where he was.
It’s just that there’s no need to distinguish!
The souls of the first generation ancestors trembled and were shrouded in the gloomy breath of death!
Soul-stealing!
The power of death came to the first ancestors through the pair of sickles!
And the gray mist also completely enveloped Rasma!
He was right behind Rasma, not hiding his position at all!
Because it’s not necessary!
“You are no longer wise, do you still want me to tell you that your personality was shattered when faced with the explosion of the Dark Soul Stone?”
Rathma stretched out her hand and pressed the Soul Reaper Scythe that was stuck around his neck!
The skeletons on the ground continued to pile up on Kanai's corpse, repairing the broken legs!
Facing Malthael, even he has no chance of gaining the upper hand!
Plus a first-generation barbarian who is still holding on?
That still doesn’t make much sense!
It’s just that Rathma will not be afraid of Malthael.
For death is never fatal to him!
“No one can escape death, not even Bulcaisel.”
Mathail said softly behind Rasma, and then the sickle in his hand slashed Rasma's neck!
It’s just that there was no trace of blood in the open wound!
The Reaper of Souls was covered with blood, as if the moment Rathma's throat was slit, all the blood became Malthael's!
“Archangel of Death? How ridiculous!”
The first generation ancestor shouted violently and threw the two knives in his hands heavily towards Rathma's chest!
The title "Archangel of Death" is the most mocking!
Mathail has never given up the title of Archangel of Wisdom.
Death is just a part of being driven by wisdom, but the power of wisdom is always subtle.
So Malthael needs something that can make him stronger in frontal battles!
So, Malthael chose death!
Because only death has been given its place, and no one has taken away this authority!
If possible, Malthael doesn't mind if this power is destiny or vitality. He even says that if the power of excretion can allow him to achieve his goal, then it doesn't matter!
Two heavy blades penetrated the air, penetrated everything that was left in this world, penetrated Rathma's body, and pierced him and Malthael in a string!
The two swords immediately began to melt!
This is not the original legendary weapon after all, it is just a substitute that has no choice in this state!
But this is enough!
The souls of the first ancestors need freedom!
“Rasma, leave my soul and this body, before I burn you with my life!”
The figure of the first generation ancestor, who looked like he was gritting his teeth, caused this place to change again!
The vitality from the soul entwines the corpse of Kanai!
And flesh and blood finally appeared on the white bones!
Since when have barbarians ever behaved obediently?
This is not a two-on-one battle, but a three-way melee!
It’s just that Malthael must be eliminated now before he can make demands to Rathma!
And this blow is not enough to kill Rathma, the first generation Bulqessor is very sure!
The three parties in this battle have not tried their best, but this poor world is almost unable to bear it!
Without too many rules, the world will only go to destruction faster!
The first ancestors and Rasma seem to have only two wills, but they are actually the strength of three ancestors!
Everything about Vasily, who was brutally dismembered and could not even retain his will, is in these two guys!
Resurrection from the dead?
Simple life will never end when it cannot be integrated with death!
It’s just that the first generation ancestors need a better chance to recover!
No matter how powerful the barbarians behind him were, how close they were to his position, or even beyond the upper limit of his strength, they could not satisfy him!
He only wants the body that belongs to him, rather than appearing in the world through a corpse!
the other side!
Sanya’s body began to burn with anger!
The companions around him looked at him as if they were facing a formidable enemy!
Because the anger on Sonya's body is neither scarlet nor orange!
That is the gray that represents the current Malthael!
“Get ready to fight!”
Karasim said with some reluctance.
This state of affairs means that even the first ancestors of the barbarians did not escape Malthael's calculations.
Now Sonya's body is integrated into the power of this arm, but she has also become a puppet in Malthael's hands!
Death cannot be banished, so Sonya is at stake!
With just one thought, Sonya will be turned into crumbs under the power of death!
And now, the worst has not yet come, so Karasim will not give up.
The stubbornness of the warrior monks is even better than those of the barbarians who never flinch!
“Has any of you seen Ozil?”
Li Min held a mana ball in his hand, and various complex rules kept spinning irregularly!
Li Min is not the master of these rules, but she uses her knowledge to leverage the rules and simulates all the rules she can see with magic power!
Everyone has expectations for Li Min, because no one knows whether she will use magic to create a world.
But now, Li Min mentioned Ozil!
Because he has already felt the stench with the holy breath!
It’s like rancid food that has been carefully cooked!
"I'm here!"
The rough voice sounded like a demon's throat smoked with sulfur.
Behind him is a pair of light wings that are redder than the wings of Inprius!
Holding a weapon like a cannon barrel in his hand, a huge body appeared in the middle of several Nephalem!
He seems to be confident, and I don’t know what trump card he has to dare to appear among these Nephalem!
Perhaps he relies on the guy who has mastered the power of death? And that guy is his boss?
"Then when do you plan to die? I will use your soul as food. My little spider and toad feel that children like you are only worthy of being food."
Natsubo said with a smile.
A group of bats have been flying around.
These little guys love Ozil's power, it's fire!
Fire bats are the product of soul transformation!
It is also the one with the most powerful destructive power among the powers controlled by Natsubo!
“Death is decided by the great Malthael! And your end has come!”
Ozil shouted loudly and with enthusiasm!
This place will soon turn into a sea of fire!
Ozil guarantees it with his own personality!
"Roar!"
Sanya raised her head suddenly and let out a roar that was not like a human voice!
The gray and blue anger lingering on her body finally saw a hint of red!
Sanya’s skin turned red, and in the isolation of the strange light, it turned into a purple color that looked like poisoning!
Then, the blood broke through the barrier of the skin, and a bloody rain fell here!
“Sanya!”
Vera shouted Sonya’s name and raised the crossbow in her hand towards Özil!
Throw a grenade by the way!
The hand crossbow made a clanking sound, but the flying arrows became an endless barrage in an instant!
Multiple shots!
The arrow passed through Özil's body, but avoided the position of all his companions!
The grenade flew to Özil’s feet, declaring the start of the battle at the moment of explosion!
“I’ve wanted to do this for a long time!”
Ozil laughed and ignored the arrows on his body!
Because the multiple shots released by Vera who had her commandments taken away are no longer so deadly!
Ozil held up the barrel of the gun in his hand and hit it hard on the ground!
Every Nephalem present was in a state of dizziness!
This is what Özil prepared for Madoc. The last time he wanted to implement the rules of killing all demons, he was severely humiliated by Madoc who was still alive in front of the Holy Mountain!
The periodic dizziness makes Özil act as stupid as a sculpture!
But now, he is ready.
It’s a pity that Maddock died long ago.
But he was equally happy to use this power on the Nephalem!
“Bulkessor! Protect! Me!”
Sanya’s eyes widened, and the angry flames on her body broke out of the blockade of the death power!
Her body completed the transformation in an instant, transforming into the rage of a berserker!
His long hair turned snow white, and his fangs burst out of his lips!
The horns on the forehead exude the aura of destruction!
The rage of the berserk·madness!
With the pair of swords in her hands, she threw the Ancient Spear · Throwing Fury at the back of Özil's neck!
The rope carrying the sharp awl penetrated Ozil's neck heavily, and then he threw it behind him!
Then there is the arrogant Whirlwind!
Blood continued to spray as Sonya moved, but it did not leave a certain range around her body!
Instead, it’s like a blood-bathing ceremony full of ritual!
The cannon barrel in Ozil's hand is spraying flames, but he has no power to fight back!
All controls have no obvious effect on the Nephalem who have demonstrated the power of their bloodline!
Unless it is an impenetrable wall!
“Possessed by all gods! Invincible!”
Karasim's figure swayed and appeared at the place where Özil was about to be sent!
He sat up with his legs crossed, and his whole body turned into a sculpture that was completely black but exuded divine brilliance!
Lingguang Enlightenment·Quicksand Overturn!
“You have strayed from your duty, angel!”
Karasim’s mouth still had the same preaching tone, but the voices came from all directions!
Karasim’s preaching seems reasonable!
Ozil instantly remembered the guy who kept preaching to him!
Seven attacks fell on Özil in an instant!
Seven-phase boxing·Wujian boxing method!
Ozil felt the power of explosions coming from his body, disintegrating his body bit by bit!
Just when he thought Karasim's Seven Phase Fist was about to end, he saw Seven Fantasy attacking him again!
Until then, Ozil discovered that the fists worn by Karashim were not his usual pair of Dragon Soul gloves!
On the left hand is a big guy with a mouth that looks like a lion!
But in his right hand, there is a glove like the head of a meteor hammer that looks more like a torture instrument than a weapon!
The Claw of the Lion and the Fist of Az Turrask!
Seven Phase Fist will have seven more attacks!
And the most deadly Exploding Palm will become more cruel than the fatal blow that Leiko unleashes after accumulating many charges!
The legendary suit on Karashim finally shows its original appearance!
Not that dark blue set of Yin Na’s mantras!
Rather, it is the strategy of Ulena, who is pure white and exudes an icy aura!
And that piece of deadly arrow wristbands!
Exploding Palm·Death is imminent!
At this time, Ozil felt the breath of death, just like he had felt it from Malthael countless times before!
“Damn it! It’s you!”
Li Min shouted loudly! Completely ignoring her usual calmness!
Xiansai Academy once had a fierce battle with Sky Temple!
And the name of the guy who made this battle decision at that time is something that no mage can forget!
“Vanda Roni! You are actually reincarnated!”
Li Min roared and threw a black ball filled with endless attraction from his hand!
The target is Özil, who is locked in mid-air by the ice and cannot even move!
“The radiance of Eta leads me to victory!”
Karasim! The warrior monk from the Sky Temple!
The reincarnation of the ancient warrior monk!
His other name is!
Vandaloni!
Established the legend of monks’ fighting methods other than the boxing system!
His name means that those with high tranquility are destined to win!
Abandoning non-fighting and becoming a symbol of victory!
"haven't seen you for a long time!"
A hoarse voice came!
The ground has climbed into a deep silence!
This chapter has been completed!