However, what made Crodiv even more angry was Freya's appearance.

"I'm sorry, my lover."

Under the divine power of the old man in the golden robe, Freya seemed to be fixed on the spot, and her whole body began to slowly transform into the golden form.

"Maybe...my fate can only end here..."

A trace of sadness appeared on Freya's face, and it eventually turned into a golden statue, just like the three gods in the Kingdom of God, all assimilated by the Golden Mountain God.

"No!!"

Crodivar let out a roar, and there was a bit of sadness in his voice. Freya, who was once an immortal wizard, had already fallen once.

Therefore, Freya is now just a reincarnation.

If it is killed again this time, it means that Freya will die completely, and she may not even be able to return to the true spirit in her lost continent.

"I want you all to die!!"

Crodiv felt the silence of Freya's soul, and an extremely angry expression appeared on his face. He suddenly lifted his robe, and the last puppets were released.

Swallowing!

I saw scrolls flying out from under Crodivère's robe, and countless puppets flew out one after another, as if in a moment, they had gathered into an army of puppets, but the quality of these puppets was uneven.

"It's the end of the road!"

In the audience, Evelyn's face showed a hint of sigh and couldn't help but shake her head. At this time, Crodiv was obviously at the end of his journey. These puppets should be his last power, but they were not even worthy of a trump card. Therefore, even though these puppets were numerous, they were just low-level puppets.

Even if there are thousands, they are not as powerful as a truly powerful puppet.

"Kill him!"

Opposite, the Golden Fist Okaren appeared on his face with a sneer, and then his fingers were Crodiv, and the Black Snake God suddenly attacked.

The puppet army immediately faced the enemy.

However, the God of Black Snake just opened his bloody mouth and spit out a stream of black mist, and half of the puppets were corroded and turned into ashes. At the same time, Crodiv's face became paler and he felt very clear about his current state.

"It seems that my path is about to end."

A sigh flashed in Crodiv's eyes. As an immortal wizard, although this fall does not mean true death.

Long before heading to Golden City, Crodivar thought that he might fail.

Therefore, he made some arrangements early, even if he died in the Golden City, he could rely on those arrangements to reincarnate, but it would inevitably lead to a decline in the realm, just like Freya, but at least Crodiv could still survive.

"Even if you die, you will have value in the end!"

At this moment, a trace of coldness suddenly appeared on Crodiv's face, and his eyes flashed over the three puppet gods and the old man in golden robe Noroya.

Feeling Crodiv's gaze, Okaren, the Golden Fist, felt a little uneasy.

"It's you!"

The next moment, Crodiv disappeared from the spot, as if he turned into a ghost, heading straight for Okaren, the golden fist opposite.

Crodiv is very clear about his state.

At this moment, he no longer had the ability to kill the three puppet gods. The limit he could do was to kill the golden fist Okaren and use it as his own cushion.

"Stop him!"

Opposite, Okaren, the Golden Fist, obviously saw Crodiv's idea. He immediately waved the bell in his hand and controlled the evil eye god to block Crodiv.

call out!

The God of Evil Eyes floated in the air, and a strange light shot out from the huge eyeballs, but Crodiv did not dodge or dodge.

"Well!"

Crodiv, who turned into a ghost, had a trace of pain on his face, allowing the beam of light shot from the evil eye god to penetrate his body.

Immediately afterwards, he waved his arms suddenly and puppets rushed towards the Golden Fist Okaren.

"die!!!"

Crodivar growled, and controlled the puppets to explode as they approached Okaren, the Golden Fist.

"not good!!"

Opposite, a trace of fear appeared on Okaren's face, and the surroundings were blocked by puppets, causing him to lose the opportunity to escape.

Verification Zhang looked at the puppets self-destructing, and Okaren, the Golden Fist, exclaimed.

Rumble!

Then, there was a terrifying explosion. A slight smile appeared on Crodiv's face, but his legs were entangled by vines controlled by the green tree god Geweng, and were powerlessly bound to the spot.

In the audience, Enzo's eyes flashed.

"Finally come!"

Enzo murmured to himself, looking at the arena, as the rolling smoke dissipated, the golden fist Okaren stood there without any injuries.

Next to him was a tall man wearing a golden crown.

Golden Mountain God, Lophis!

"Sir Father!"

Seeing Rofez return, Okaren, the Golden Fist, flashed a hint of joy in his eyes, and he also breathed a sigh of relief.

The terrifying explosion just now threatened my life.

If the Golden Mountain God Lofis had not felt it in time, I am afraid that even if Okaren does not die, he would have to bear unimaginable harm.

"Is the Golden Mountain God Lofis?"

At this time, Crodiv, who was bound to the spot by the god of green trees, saw the figure in front of him, a trace of despair flashed in his eyes.

Originally, facing the siege of the three puppet gods, Crodiv no longer had any chance of winning.

However, as the Golden Mountain God Rofes came, he completely lost hope. Even in his heyday, he could not defeat this fifth-level god. What's more, at this moment, Crodiva had exhausted his magic power and was at the end of his journey.

But fortunately, Crodiv still has some arrangements to reincarnate yourself and re-ed up.

"Crodivor, the wizard of all spirits."

In place, the Golden Mountain God Lofis looked at Crodiv with calm eyes and said softly, "I didn't expect that we would meet in this situation, right?"

"Oh!"

Bounded by vines, a trace of disdain flashed in Crodiv's eyes and said quietly, "You don't have to be proud, Lofis!"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Although I die here today, one day, I will take revenge on you!"

As he spoke, a trace of coldness flashed in Crodiv's eyes. As an immortal wizard, he had the opportunity to reincarnate and retrain.

Therefore, just one death does not represent the true end.

"What do you think I left Golden City for?"

However, at this moment, the golden mountain god Luo Feis, on the opposite side, appeared a hint of mockery on his face, and suddenly raised his hand and carried a bloody head.

"Do you really think you still have a chance to be reincarnated?"

A playful luster flashed in the eyes of the Golden Mountain God Lofis. The reason why he left the Golden City was to solve the problem of Crodiv's backup.

As a follower of the God of Killing, the Golden Mountain God Lofis has always believed in killing the roots.

Therefore, if Crodiv can be solved at one time, he will naturally not give the other party any chance. This is one of the reasons why Lofis left the Golden City.

"Is this...Bruca!?"

Looking at the head held by the Golden Mountain God, a hint of surprise appeared on Crodiv's face, and the previous calm completely disappeared.

"How could it be? How could it be?"

An unbelievable luster flashed in Crodiv's eyes. Seeing his familiar wizard die in the hands of the God of Golden Mountain, he felt a bit of bone-broken cold in his heart.

"What's impossible?"

Luo Feis, the God of Golden Mountain, looked calm and said with a smile, ": It will be a matter of one or two days if you six demon generals are enemies of Golden City."

"Since I want to deal with you, I naturally have to make all preparations in advance."

"If it weren't for the purpose of attracting you to the Golden City, how could I leave easily? As far as I can tell, your reincarnation layout is hidden in Bruca's hands, right?"

As he said that, the Golden Mountain God Lofis flashed with a cold luster in his eyes.

"Now, I've killed all Bruca. Do you think you're qualified to be reincarnated?" The Golden Mountain God Lofis ruthlessly shattered Crodiv's last psychological defense.

Crodivá closed his eyes and felt the connection between himself and Bruca.

It was confirmed again that Bruca had fallen, and Crodiv's heart was dark, as if he had lost all his faith at this moment.

Lost, completely lost.

The layout that was originally intended for reincarnation had been destroyed by the Golden Mountain God Lofis, and Crodiv knew very well that he had no hope.

"I lost, let's do it."

After a while, Crodiv opened his eyes and said calmly, "It turns out that all this is a trap you set from beginning to end!"
To be continued...