When Nalant saw this, he shouted in surprise at the dwarf.
"Hmph, you evil dark demon gods, let me, Kedel, kill one of you today, lest other creatures will be harmed by you!" The dwarf was surprised to see Nalant and snorted coldly.
"Huh, little dwarf, you are so short, you still want to kill me? Don't surrender later, let me kill you, the little dwarf!" Nalant responded in the same tone.
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After the words fell, Nalant immediately raised the long knife in his hand, "Go to hell, little dwarf!"
The dwarf was naturally not afraid of Nalant's attack, and still used the previous attack method. He slammed the hammer in his hand to the ground, "Explosive fire attack!"
Immediately, the blazing light that could turn quickly spread towards Nalant. Nalant had already gained experience and simply did not run away. He directly took out the body shield of the Dark Demon God to resist.
"Haha, little dwarf, your attacks don't seem to work well, they were all blocked by my shield!"
After blocking the attack, Nalant immediately shouted loudly.
"Shameless, really shameless, you are still one of the dark demons, you shameless dark demon!"
"Yes, you use your shield to resist attacks every round. Isn't there any other way? You are the Dark Demon!"
Before the dwarf said anything, the audience on the sidelines began to curse angrily.
Because in today's competition, Nalant was the most shameless among the dark demons.
Fighting is not only about relying on shields to win, but also about consuming the enemy's divine power.
The most shameful thing is that in the end, he took advantage of the fact that the other person no longer had any magical power and broke the rules and wanted to kill the other person.
No one would gnash their teeth in hatred for such an act.
Although other dark demons are also hateful and evil, they relied on their strength to defeat them. They are not so unpopular, and they can be regarded as winning honorably.
The dwarf raised his long ax and struck out the sword light, which offset Nalant's sword light.
Then he looked at Nalant with a sneer and said, "Did you hear that, Dark Demon God? All the viewers say you are shameless. If you have the ability, just fight me openly!"
"Shameless? How can I be called shameless? Who stipulates that you cannot rely on shields to evade in a gladiatorial fight?"
"As long as I can win in the end and kill you, that's fine!"
"If they have any objections, then they will fight me in the arena later, little dwarf. If you have any objections now, then you can make the attack more violent, haha!"
Nalant laughed arrogantly, and his words reached the ears of all the audience.
This made the audience curse even more fiercely, and the dark demons' faces trembled. This was so embarrassing.
If they weren't of the same race, they wouldn't be able to help but yell at Nalant.
"Hmph, Dark Demon God, let me see how long you can resist!" The dwarves may have been stimulated by Nalant's words and were not prepared to hold back any longer.
This time the dwarf took the initiative to attack, hitting the ground with his ax and hammer at the same time, "Furnace Explosion Hammer!"
As the ax and hammer hit the ground at the same time, the next moment the area under Nalant suddenly flashed with seven red lights, and the ground began to burst into flames.
"Ah, it's magical magic. This dwarf also has magical magic!"
"Haha, that's great. Where else can that damn Dark Demon hide now? This attack comes from below the ground and from all directions. He's dead!"
From the audience's perspective, a fire area of more than 20 meters appeared under Nalant, and the flames burned higher and higher, showing signs of engulfing the entire space where Nalant was located in the sea of fire.
In the eyes of everyone, there was absolutely no way Nalant could escape this time.
But just when everyone was expecting Nalant to scream, Nalant took out a larger demon body without any haste, then threw it directly on the ground, and stepped on it with one jump.
Go up.
After stepping on the devil's body, Nalant then sealed the other five body shields around the front, back, left and right, and finally the top of his head.
In just a moment, Nalant surrounded himself into the shape of an egg.
And the flames burst out from the ground and began to burn, but they only burned the bridge shell red, and could not hurt Nalant inside the bridge shell at all.
It lasted for more than half a minute. The dwarf's magical attack finally ended. The surrounding flames disappeared, and Nalant slowly removed the shield.
"Haha, the divine magic is also very ordinary. I don't feel much, at most I just feel a little hot!"
Nalant was unscathed and immediately began to taunt the dwarf. The villain's triumphant look was absolutely heartbreaking to watch.
"Shameless!"
"shameless!"
"Not worthy of being the Dark Demon!"
Suddenly, there was another curse in the audience.
The current dwarf has never seen such a bad-looking Dark Demon God, and he is furious when he is so slighted.
"Dark Demon God, I will smash your shield today!" As he said that, the dwarf used his divine power and rushed towards Nalant.
Melee combat is what dwarves are best at.
"Haha, little dwarf, come on, let's see if your ax is sharper or my shield is stronger!"
Nalant laughed heartily and charged forward with his body shield as well.
"Die, damn devil!"
At the moment when the two sides were in close combat, the dwarf raised his battle ax and struck hard at Allen.
The ax was shining with majestic divine power.
"Well done!" Nalant shouted as well, and began to frantically inject dark power into the shield.
With a bang, the shield and the battle ax collided together, bursting out with a violent explosion of divine power, and a circle of shock wave halo spread towards both sides.
The dwarf's attack was actually blocked by Nalant with his shield.
"Little dwarf, you don't think your power is really stronger than our dark clan!"
Narante smiled and spoke.
"Evil Dark Demon God, you will feel the power of our dwarves!"
The dwarf didn't waste any time, and when his ax failed, he started hammering with a hammer.
Nalant still used his shield to resist.
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What was originally a duel between gods was suddenly turned into a hand-to-hand battle between mortals.
If it weren't for the terrifying shock wave, few people would think it was a battle between gods.
As for the situation of the battle, Nalant was slightly at a disadvantage.
Because the dwarves' attacks continued and were fierce, Nalant had to take a few steps back from time to time.
And the shield in his hand needs to be replaced after being bombarded more than ten times.
In just seven or eight minutes, Nalant had already replaced about ten demon body shields.
"How many demonic bodies does this guy have?"
"I don't know how many demonic bodies he has, but I know he must be the dark demonic god who fears death the most!"
In the audience, both the human race and the dark demons all gave a unanimous evaluation of Nalant, that is, he is the dark demon who fears death the most.
"Forge Burst Hammer!"
Just when everyone thought that this attack would continue, the dwarf suddenly shouted loudly.
He suddenly changed his fighting style, and smashed his ax and hammer towards the ground.
He actually wanted to rely on a sudden magical spell to prevent Nalant from wrapping himself in egg shells.
"Dwarf, you have injured one thousand enemies and suffered eight hundred losses for yourself. I don't believe you are not afraid of the flames you unleashed!" When Nalant saw this, he was very disdainful.
The dwarf did not escape after releasing the magical spell, but continued to attack himself, obviously trying to drag himself down and exchange damage for damage!
"Hmph, Dark Demon God, we dwarves have been forging weapons in lava caves since we were young. We dwarves are the most tolerant of flames and high temperatures."
"Let's see if you, the evil and shameless Dark Demon God, can endure the burning flames like me!" The dwarf's eyes were full of determination, and he snorted in response to Nalant's taunt.
"Just give it a try. I also want to see how long you, a dwarf, can last!" After hearing this, Nalant's momentum did not drop at all, and he and the dwarf continued to fight in the flames that were about to form.
As time went by, the flames grew bigger and bigger, and the battle between the two continued.
"Here, do the dwarves want to die together with this dark demon?"
"Yes, the flames have begun to burn their calves. Even if they have divine power to protect them, I don't think they can really resist the damage 100%."
"Moreover, they are still fighting, and the consumption of their divine power is also very huge!"
"I hope that shameless god of darkness couldn't hold on first and was burned to death by the flames!"
Everyone in the audience became worried when they saw this scene.
I have to say that the dwarves' fighting will really impressed them.
As for Narant, who also persisted in fighting in the flames, that guy brought it upon himself and deserved it.
Under everyone's gaze, the flames in the arena grew higher and higher, burning to the waists of both men.
However, the battle is still going on. From the faces of the two people, it can be seen that they are extremely patient at this time.
For this reason, all the viewers could not help but start to hold their breath and concentrate, waiting for the final result.
"Dwarf, your divine power has been almost exhausted, why don't you run away?" In the field, Nalant used a shield to fight Allen while speaking to the dwarf.
"Hmph, if I can't defeat you, I won't leave even if I die. You definitely don't have much power anymore!" The dwarf snorted through gritted teeth.
"You really guessed it. I really don't have much power left!" Nalant nodded and admitted generously.
The dwarf was stunned for a moment, then a look of surprise appeared on his face.
But before his expression of surprise could last long, he saw Nalant retreat suddenly, immediately discarding his shield, raising his long knife and shouting, "The seventh death strike!"
brush!
As the long knife fell, a terrifying blade suddenly struck the dwarf.
The dwarf was startled and quickly raised his battle ax and hammer to block him.
Rumble!
With a roar, the dwarf's body shook for a moment, and was pushed towards the flames by the impact.
The dwarf was startled, feeling the burning pain, and immediately used his divine power to climb up into the air again.
"Go to hell, little dwarf!"
But at this moment, Nalant's figure rushed towards him quickly. In just a blink of an eye, he was in front of the dwarf, and then the long knife in his hand struck at it with strong divine power.
The dwarf was shocked, gritted his teeth and could only raise his ax and hammer to block it again.
With a roar, the long sword, the battle axe, and the war hammer collided together, and two fierce rays of divine light collided together.
With a "wow" sound, the dwarf was thrown directly backward due to the huge impact.
Nalant also retreated towards the back.
With a bang, the dwarf in the distance hit the edge of the field hard, and even the battle ax in his hand was unable to hold on because it broke away.
As for Narant, although he didn't fall to the ground, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength. He propped himself up with a long knife and gasped for air on the spot.
At this moment, the flames in the scene finally gradually disappeared, and the situation became instantly clear.
The dwarf had no ability to fight anymore. He lay on the ground and tried to struggle to get up, but he couldn't do it after trying several times.
Nalant, after panting for a moment, wanted to move forward to deal with the dwarf, but as soon as he raised his foot, his figure staggered. Fortunately, he had a long knife to support him, otherwise he might have fallen.
When everyone in the auditorium around the arena saw this scene, they couldn't help but feel worried for the dwarf.
"Fall down! Fall down!"
"Damn Dark Demon, fall down quickly!"
There were cheers from the sidelines, all expecting Narant to fall.
Nalant also rolled his eyes, he had never heard such cheers before.
It sounds better if you ask the dwarf to get up quickly instead of falling down quickly.
Of course, this also means that he played the role of the dark devil to the fullest.
"You damn guys, victory will always belong to us, the dark devil, let me kill him!"
As if he was unconvinced by the shouts, Narante began to try to move forward.
Although it was difficult to move forward, Narant actually did it.
At a speed of more than ten seconds, he staggered forward.
At this moment, everyone in the audience changed their expressions and stopped shouting that Nalant had fallen.
Instead, he started shouting at the dwarf, "Dwarf, surrender quickly!"
"Dwarves, surrender!"
Although the dwarf in front could not get up, his consciousness was clear.
He saw Nalant getting closer and closer, but still had no intention of surrendering.
In this way, Nalant spent two minutes and finally came to the dwarf step by step.
Then Nalant showed a bloodthirsty smile, "Dwarf, I told you, the final victory belongs to our Dark Demon God clan."
"And you will also be the first guy I kill in this morning's game, hahaha!"
Nalant looked up to the sky and smiled, his expression extremely proud.
Of course, he was cursing in his heart, this dwarf is simply smelly and hard.
If it were another race, it would be completely possible for them to surrender without losing face.
If this guy doesn't surrender, how will he act later?
Could it be that he was planning to avoid the vital point, then write down his intention on the dwarf, then pretend that he had no support and fell to the ground, losing the strength to continue killing the dwarf, and then asked the referee if he could be judged to have surrendered?
"Surrender! Surrender quickly, dwarf!"
"Yes, dwarf, you are brave enough. Today's game is nothing. It is most correct for you to surrender now and save your life to kill these dark demons on the real battlefield in the future!"