"So that's it...is this your wish?" Echaren nodded and asked Vared.

"That's right." Vared nodded: "From the beginning and the end, my wish has never changed."

One is longing for eternal order, the other is longing for endless destruction. Valed and Echarn. These two unparalleled men understand each other's ambitions. It is absolutely incompatible with water and fire, and is destined to fight and cannot coexist.

Both have revenge, and their patience and ambition are equal. The only difference is that Aicharn has been through hundreds of years of hardship and has found all the equipment he needs. And Vared, he is just starting out.

After saying this, the two sides knew that they could not be good. Vared abandoned their staff and held the sword, and both sides were preparing for another round of dragon and tiger fighting.

When the two sides fought again, the momentum of the fight was a little bigger than before. Valed knew that he was not Aicharn's opponent in martial arts. So he blessed himself with a lot of buff magic to offset Aicharn's absolute advantage in speed, physical strength and strength. At the same time, Valed also tried to try to attack Aicharn with magic—as if a pure energy collection of attacks like the Curse of Death was invalid, so he mostly chose-

Strong acid storm! Deadly deep cold! Frost and Thunder Star!

It seems like this magic with physical damage.

However, it is still useless. It is completely useless. Aicharn's lava armor resisted all of Vared's attacks. Whether it was physical, magical, or even mental attacks, it could not effectively kill. Vared's several calculations and several desperate counterattacks were made. In the end, the best result was to leave a few white dots on Aicharn's armor. And this spot of stains would be smoothed out by the lava on the armor the next moment.

Intact.

After fighting for so long, Vared's armor was broken, just like a beggar. Although the recovery magic could quickly restore his body, it could not restore his armor and clothing. Later, Vared simply pulled off his tattered upper body, revealing his slightly thin body, and went bare-chested, continuing to fight with Echaren.

"What a cute body." Aicharen did not forget to tease her while fighting: "It's really unimaginable that under this sissy body, there is a giant dragon-like heart hidden."

"Thank you for the compliment." Vared gritting his teeth, and at the same time, Echaren pierced his chest again with a sword. After stirring again, half of Vared's ribs, left lung lobes and heart turned into debris. He opened his eyes wide and involuntarily coughed out half of the blood. His body shook and fell to the ground - even a vampire, if he was not treated in time, would be fatal if he was not treated in time.

Vared naturally knew this. He immediately wanted to use dimensional leap to distance himself like before, and then use the dark resurrection technique to save himself - but the next moment, the vampire count fell into despair. The space around him was blocked by terrifying magic, and all space magic could not be used.

"Is it over like this?"

"Vared!"

When Valed was completely lost in his heart, Valed, who had been silent from just now, suddenly screamed and jumped down from mid-air and blocked Valed. In fact, her landing speed was not as fast as Aicharn's sword. But for some reason, Aicharn paused and did not take advantage of the situation to pursue him.

Isabella stood in front of Echaren and blocked Vared behind her. She looked at Echaren, and shouted hysterically: "You can't kill him, he is my brother!" After shouting like this crazy, Isabella pulled out the broadsword she wore at her waist - her heavy dragon-slaying sword was sealed in the sub-space and could not be used. But in fact, for an opponent of Echaren, no matter what kind of weapon or opponent, it doesn't make much sense.

"Did you say this person...is your younger brother?"

Very strangely, Echarn stopped moving and asked Isabella such a question at the same time.

"Yes! Not only my brother, he is also the lord I loyal to, but also the man I love!" Isabella stood with the sword, because facing the huge pressure of Echaren, Isabella's body was also trembling. But she still stood in front of Vared, with no intention of giving in at all.

"Oh, then, go and die too." Aichaen said to Isabella in a simple voice—and then waved his sword—

"Back back!"

Just as Isabella was about to fight with Echaren, Vared had already healed his wounds in silence, although his chest still felt like a piercing awl. But Vared didn't want to hide behind his sister at this time.

"This is a battle that belongs to me alone!" Vared said, while Isabella pushed away, waved the Soul-Devourer with one hand, and suddenly fought with the regicide. Isabella, who was standing next to her, only felt the air flowing beside her, and two forces of different natures collided violently together, and the material annihilation almost disintegrated the space...

"This, these two..." Isabella was extremely surprised. The demon named Echaren was much stronger than anyone she had ever seen. However, in a sense, Valed was able to tie him. This was simply unimaginable.

"Have I not told you?! Go! Let's go! I said, this is my own battle!" Vared tried his best to block all the attacks against Isabella inadvertently. This made his situation worse in this duel. It was even worse than before.

"Vared--" Isabella wanted to rush over and fight side by side with Vared--although her strength was worse than any of these two people. But she was always a rare master. If she and Vared teamed up, she might be able to hold on for a while.

"The master of the meow said, leave. The master will be fine." At this moment, Elsa, who consciously jumped on Isabella's shoulder before the war started, suddenly spoke. She persuaded Isabella like this: "We are just a hindrance to stay here."

"But--"

"Die early and late, Meow will die? Anyway, if you stay here with Valed, the end result will be killed together! Since that's the case, you leave first, and wait for Valed to be killed, you will die if you die again?!" Elsa said to Isabella again: "Or you want to avenge Valed, or something else. If you leave now, just leave me!"

After saying this, Isabella finally looked at Valed who was fighting deeply. Then she suppressed her heartache and left without saying a word.

She finally heard Valed's voice, and she held back halfway, screaming with the sound of being choked by the liquid.

Aichan won. He held Valed's body like a broken doll, accepted the roar of countless demons, Chaos believers and even worshipped him. He then stepped onto his mount again. Then he threw Valed's body, which had lost its breath, to the two God-Selected Warriors, and ordered: "Save him as it is, he will be the best sacrifice I gave to the Chaos Gods."

After receiving a positive answer, Aicharn looked at the cheering believers of Chaos, and then spoke: "In the brothers of the Gods of Chaos, my fellow citizens, like-minded people. I am the favorite descendant of Aicharn. The gods of Chaos are oiled as kings. At the same time, they will conquer and destroy this world on behalf of the will of Chaos!"

After another round of cheers, Echaren continued:

"Go, the fastest horses of the Huns, spread the news of my return throughout the North and throughout the Chaos Land. All humans who believe in the Chaos Gods, beast-turned men, dwarves, ogres, trolls, giants, and all other species who believe in the Chaos Gods know this. Tell them that there is one of the greatest God-selected Lords who is best suited to this war, the Doom Lord. I, Aicharn, will lead them, and will integrate all the Chaos believers, and will lead them south to destroy all the countries of the Southern people, destroy their cities, faiths, families and everything!!!"

After another burst of enthusiastic, carnival hilarious hilariousness and cheers, a group of fanatical Hunter riders separated from the large army. Most of them ran towards the east, and only very few advanced towards the west.

After that, Echaren issued another order: "Go north and head to the land of Chaos, we must march to the Eye of Chaos. There we offer my offerings to the Gods of Chaos!

After his order was issued, the army continued to advance northward. During this period, Aicharn selected a group of the most elite Chaos warriors. They used the common abilities of the four evil gods of Chaos to enhance their strength, allowing them to reach the level of the God-Selected Warriors and even the God-Selected Champion. However, they were different from the original God-Selected Warriors. Because they did not concentrate on serving a Chaos evil god, they regarded them as a whole and worshipped them like Aicharn.

This elite unit is called the Sword of Chaos by Echarn. As his most direct unit, he existed. After owning this elite unit with a total of 3,000 people, Echarn's control over this Chaos army was also enhanced. During this marching process, his equal style, strict discipline and flexible skills made all Chaos believers respect and fear. After only two months, he truly controlled this army of 100,000 people.
Chapter completed!