The inheritance of the Ice God of War was entirely due to Frostmourne, and he was fixedly selected as a death knight. Moreover, because of his undead physique, the pain caused by the inheritance of fire transformation hardly caused any obstacles to him.
However, although he could not feel the pain, deep down in his heart, the Ice-cold God of War was trapped in incomparable entanglements. Conscience, shame, and regret from the depths of his soul were tormenting him all the time.
"Roar" The Ice God of War roared, raised Frostmourne, and with the help of its powerful legendary peak power, Frostmourne was newly inspired by the death knight's ultimate move of the Heroes and Invincible series, the advanced spiritualism.
"Hmm~"
A Guards soldier who was already a cold corpse actually got up, opened his big mouth, and bit the leg of a passing jihadist army.
A knight had just thrown a soldier out with a spear, but suddenly he and his horse fell to the ground. He looked up and saw countless zombies pouring out of the surrounding houses, and they fell on his body.
on body...
"The undead ~ is the army of the undead"
"It's just some zombies, what are you afraid of?" A mage roared loudly, but suddenly his feet shook, and he found that there were dozens of corpse witches standing under him, sending out clouds of plague at him.
"This is not something that advanced spiritualism can achieve." Bai Yunfei couldn't help being slightly startled, frowning and whispering.
In the Heroes of Invincibility series, advanced spiritualism is the summoning of some low-level undead creatures, which only affects the number. However, without special undead artifacts, it is impossible to summon high-level undead like the Corpse Witch.
"Could it be that there are senior wizards from the Island of the Dead staying here?"
After Bai Yunfei ruled out the possibility of his own side, he could only choose another force that could influence the mainland - the Island of the Dead.
Only the necromancers on the Island of the Dead have the ability to cast such a wide range of necromancy.
However, because the demon king's aura from Bai Yunfei's clone just appeared in front, it made those magicians mistakenly believe that the resurrection of these undead was the method of the demon king.
They couldn't help shouting loudly: "It's the army of the undead created by the devil. Everyone, for the sake of the goddess, don't be afraid. Kill all these undead, crush their bodies, and burn their bodies with fire and fire."
"Hoar!" More jihadist soldiers, after the initial panic, regained their morale, formed a military formation, and pushed into the city.
The undead are just undead after all. They come from the Guards, but they will not become stronger because they become undead.
Facing the steel armor and weapons of the jihadist army, many undead souls soon returned to the embrace of the earth, never to be able to get up again.
The Ice God of War didn't feel any abnormality in his body at all. With the blessing of bloodthirsty and evil aura, his strength increased so much that he rushed into the sky and fought with the Pope.
Although the Pope was surprised by the opponent's rapid growth in strength in a short period of time, he was able to do it with ease thanks to the divine weapon in his hand.
The Ice War God has chosen to fall and surrender to Frostmourne, but he is still defeated by the Pope. This makes him roar loudly and let out waves of sorrow. He does not believe the message he got from Frostmourne.
, would be a lie
"Impossible. Shouldn't I become a demigod? Shouldn't I learn the skills of a god?" The Ice God of War was hit to the ground by the shock wave of holy light from the Pope's palm. He spit out a mouthful of blood and said in a low voice.
"Huh?" The Pope frowned: "Why is there so much momentum? Although the combat power has increased, it still cannot constitute earth-shaking changes. If the ability obtained by the fall of the cold war god is just the resurrection of the undead, it would be too boring.
Already."
"Well..." The Ice God of War inserted his sword on the ground, and blood slowly flowed out of his hand, dyeing Frostmourne red.
Bai Yunfei looked at the relieved Pope, and couldn't help but touch his nose out of habit, with a chuckle at the corner of his mouth: "That's it, the pinnacle of the great legend, the second legendary powerhouse, His Highness the Pope, next, let me ask you to watch
Behold, the power of God’s skills.”
Frostmourne received the thoughts sent by Bai Yunfei, and immediately used the magic swordsman's skill in the God of Order's professional system: Wither Sword.
This is a powerful magic sword skill that can only be understood and learned by the legendary level 90. It is extremely terrifying and astonishing.
The Pope was completely unaware of this change, thinking that the Ice-cold God of War was still the Ice-cold War-god beneath him, so he took out his divine weapon, a golden halberd, and used a huge amount of magic power to stab the Ice-cold War-god, without caring.
, this blow is very likely to cause the friendly forces around the ice-cold God of War to also suffer disaster.
"This" the Ice God of War trembled, feeling the message that Frostmourne suddenly sent to him. He was so excited that it was difficult to express in words.
"Such a stunt is definitely something that only gods can understand. Moreover, it seems to be a unique skill that was specially created for me, allowing me to melt into the world and use it perfectly."
Phew~ The Ice-cold God of War stood up, his aura becoming more majestic in an instant.
At that moment, the Pope seemed to see the legendary undefeated God of War returning to this continent again.
"This must be an illusion. That guy... should be dead."
The Pope's thoughts could only last for a moment, but what happened next made his expression change.
"Withering snow falls, a sword is empty"
Frostmourne let out a mournful cry, causing the airflow around it to turn into biting ice.
"Withering Sword"
When the sword came out, all the cold wind in a radius of a hundred miles turned into a spring breeze at that moment, so warm that both those who had lived here for a long time and those who had just arrived looked incredulous.
However, in front of the Pope, the storm he felt was a cold wind, a biting cold wind that could freeze the human soul.
The Pope grasped the golden spear tightly, and at the same time stretched out his left hand and took out a golden round shield.
"That is the Golden Guardian War Shield, a rare defensive artifact," the old scholar whispered.
"On the mainland, almost no one can break through the guardian of this war shield with one blow..."
The old scholar wanted to continue talking, but he was suddenly attracted by the unique skill of the Ice God of War.
The Withering Sword cast by Frostmourne condensed the surrounding ice energy and turned it all into the energy of this attack, releasing 120% of the strength of the Ice God of War, which offset His Highness the Pope.
Advantages of Artifacts
As for the secret skills of the Pontifical Society, compared to the legendary skills created by the God of Order, which can only be said to be crude and the Withering Sword, the two are completely different.
The spear was deflected by Frostmourne. The shield was struck by Frostmourne and escaped. The sharp sword pierced the Pope's body. The pain of soul tearing made the Pope exhale for the first time under the golden mask.
Drinking painfully.
However, the Pope was not a simple figure. He waved his palm and knocked the cold war god back to the ground, and Frostmourne was also withdrawn from his body.
"You actually made me hurt..." The Pope covered the wound on his chest, and for the first time under the golden mask, he showed his anger: "You actually made me hurt and bleed, and made me suffer from pain and lose my voice."
"Unforgivable, absolutely unforgivable"
"I want you to die." The magic power on the Pope turned into golden flames and burned blazingly majestic.
The Ice God of War succeeded with one blow. He laughed and regained his confidence. He withered his sword and struck again. He once again struck a head-on blow with the Angry Pope.
This time, both sides showed no mercy, and the shock wave spread to half of the capital. At least three blocks were flattened by the shock wave caused by their collision, and the whole city was shrouded in their lingering power. Every soldier, after the battle, was
They are all enduring the serious psychological burden these residual threats have placed on their souls.
The smoke has passed.
The Ice God of War flew out of a ruin and fled far away.
"Don't let him escape," the old scholar shouted loudly, and immediately two temple legends jumped into the sky, trying to catch up.
Unexpectedly, one of them flew too fast and was killed by the Ice God of War. Frostmourne stabbed into his body and cut open the man's body with a slash.
Then, this cold war god no longer loved fighting, and turned into a blue light and disappeared in the distance.
But another legendary strong man did not dare to pursue him.
He didn't dare to confirm whether the Ice-cold God of War still had the strength and physical strength to kill the legend.
He... is a legend, but he is even more afraid of death.
The Ice-cold God of War clenched his sword and ran away in the ice field, panicking. He did not expect that Frostmourne's Sword of Withering was an extremely overbearing overdraft skill. After it was used, the Ice-Cold War-god only felt that he was now
, becoming more and more impoverished and weak.
"Cough" coughed up blood foam, and the Ice-cold God of War came to a snowy mountain. Then, he was slightly startled and saw the bottom of the mountain.
There was a war and a massacre there.
The ground turned into charcoal, and it was almost impossible to see who was lying on the ground.
But the faint smell of dead souls in the air still let him know that at least tens of thousands of human beings had fallen in this scorched earth.
"The shock just now came from here, but I don't know who did it, but what can I do even if I know now?" The Ice God of War gasped and shook his head: "It's a pity that the time is limited, otherwise what if
Being able to absorb the flesh and blood soul of that legendary strong man should be of great benefit to me in recovering my injuries."
"Now, we can only go to the high-level goblin station. But before we go there, we have to go to a village to restore a certain amount of strength."
"Huh?" The Ice God of War, who was about to continue walking, suddenly found that the Frostmourne in his hand was trembling slightly, as if it was calling out to someone.
"What's going on? Is that Demon King coming?" The Ice God of War whispered.
The Ice God of War was about to leave the area quickly when suddenly, a strong man wearing a black cloak strode from behind him.
"Who are you?" Frostmourne kept trembling, causing the Ice War God to ask in a low voice.
"That's it." The Ice God of War saw the human head in the hands of the man in black and couldn't help but trembled in his heart.
"High Priest Xuelan? Kill her, and the goblins will fight you until death."
"The goblin clan is guilty of committing suicide. They don't need to come, so I will go naturally." The man in black whispered, put down Xuelan's head, and pulled out a necklace from his neck. On the necklace, there was a shocking
A fragment of the God's Stone hangs
This means that the goblins are very likely to possess the sacred object of the God's Stone. The temptation of the God's Stone is enough to make Bai Yunfei make up his mind to target their goblin clan.
"Such an arrogant tone. Who are you? You have the aura of the undead on your body."
The man in black gently lifted his cloak, revealing a head of silver hair: "Alsace, the sword in your hand is the true master."
"What?" The Ice God of War was slightly startled, and Frostmourne automatically flew out of his hand and flew into Alsace's hand.
"Bang" Frostmourne mercilessly pierced the heart of the Ice God of War in Alsace's hands, and the freezing air instantly froze the body of the Ice God of War.
Snowflakes fell and scattered on this snow-capped mountain.
Frostmourne gently pulled it out from the chest of the cold war god who looked blank.
Alsace sighed softly and covered his eyes with reluctance.
"Those who hold this sword will eventually be unable to escape the sad fate of a life of loneliness, regret, and pain. However, a tragic song is revealed. But you and I also have reasons and even beliefs to continue singing."
