At the other end of the battlefield, next to a tall barbarian surrounded by animal skins, the blue-skinned hero gave a sharp rebuke.
That was the hero York who went to negotiate with the enemy, but his current condition did not look good and was being tied up with ropes. As he spoke, behind him, a man holding a battle ax wiped his face.
The barbarian woman with bloody war marks kicked him to the ground in dissatisfaction.
"You have no idea what a terrible existence you have offended. Your offense will definitely usher in the destruction of the entire Crow Lord!"
Despite his inconvenience, York struggled to sit up and yelled at the tall barbarian.
Finally, York's repeated accusations also earned the tall barbarian a sideways glance. Facing this opponent in the battle for the throne, his eyes flashed with disdain: "Just because of the demon army you belong to? They are not
My opponent is you, a loser. What qualifications do you have to talk to me like this?"
"This is what I want to ask you. I saw the Devil's Gate standing on the border of Krolod. What did you do?" Recalling what he saw before, York gritted his teeth and said, that door built
The red gate at the border of Krolod must be related to the barbarian leader in front of you. "You have abandoned the creatures of Krolod and thrown yourself into the arms of the devil."
Faced with York's question, Kilger laughed loudly. The barbarian woman on the side looked at him with admiration in her eyes: "You are wrong, I just accepted it. It comes from blood."
The power of the depths."
"Things have to start with the 'Steel Claw'..."
Looking at the blue-skinned barbarian, Kilger's eyes showed a deep sense of satisfaction. In the battle for the throne, York and his men brought him a lot of trouble. Unfortunately, the one who won in the end was
He became more powerful, and at this time, York, after many twists and turns, became his prisoner again.
"Steel Claw?" York muttered the name in Kilger's mouth, and soon realized something, "You mean, that ancient Behemoth?"
During the War for the Throne, Kilgor achieved many honors, and the most dazzling one among them was undoubtedly the killing of the famous ancient Behemoth 'Steel Claw' who was entrenched in the deepest part of Krolod.
The existence of the 'Steel Claw' is as old as Brakada. It is said that when the hero Tarnan entered the depths of Crulod, he was defeated by its claws, but Kilgor killed him. Sensing York's doubts, Kilger also became excited: "Yes. You don't know what I found in Steel Claw's lair. It was an altar made of animal bones. Even the ancient Behemoth could
An altar where you can pray sincerely."
York opened his mouth wide. Before this, he had never heard of such a thing. An altar made of ancient Behemoths and prayed devoutly. If the news spread, it would be enough to deeply shock any savage creature.
.
Behind him, the woman with bloody battle lines did not show any surprise, and she had obviously known about this situation for a long time.
After a moment of silence, York finally asked: "What is enshrined on the altar? Where did the monster that ancient Behemoth worshiped come from?"
"Monster? You'd better show respect. That is enough to destroy the entire mage kingdom. He is the king of the depths of hell, the ancient King of Behemoth, Behemoth. Like us, his body is filled with blood belonging to
The blood of savage creatures!"
York looked deeply shocked. He had never thought that there was such a secret hidden in Kilger.
"Is this why you established the Devil's Gate? I have been in contact with those doomsday believers, and they are all a group of lunatics. Do you want to get involved in the doomsday and drag the entire Crow Lord down?" It seems that he has thought of something,
York immediately asked.
"I am the great leader of Krolod. Everything here must be obeyed by me. This is the power I won single-handedly in the battle for the throne. It is the power I deserve."
Facing York's questioning, Kilger grabbed his collar and lifted him up.
"The Krolodians will win back everything they have in the end. The great and benevolent Behemoth has given us his power. Have you seen those Behemoths? In front of them, those mages made
The dragon-shaped puppet can't resist even one move. With this power, who else is my opponent? It's a pity that losers like you will never see that moment."
After saying that, he waved his hand violently and threw York to the ground. After receiving this heavy blow, York let out a muffled groan and his body rolled all the way to the feet of the war-marked woman.
"Execute him, Ji Jia." Kilger said calmly.
After receiving the order from the big leader, the war-striped woman licked her lips excitedly. She raised the battle ax in her hand and stared carefully at York below, as if looking for a suitable angle to strike. However, at this time York
Laughed.
"Why are you laughing?" Kilger noticed the change in York and asked immediately.
York shook his head: "If this is what you rely on, then I'm afraid you will be disappointed."
Recalling the commander's words, at this moment, York finally discovered that Kilger relied on the power that came from Behemoth. With the blessing of that power, the already powerful Behemoth gained strength.
With further improvement, even the great demons are no match for them.
However, recalling the fighting methods of the Undead Legion, York realized that the powerful force that Kilger relied on could not do anything to the Undead Legion. He had no way to restrain the members of the Legion who were constantly reborn. Those mages had already learned a painful lesson.
It explains the consequences of being unable to find a way to restrain yourself.
"What?"
Kilger was stunned for a moment, then saw one of his men running over in panic.
"It's bad, Chief Kilgor, those enemies, they... they..."
The eager Kilgor pushed away the barbarian who could not speak clearly with one hand, and then looked at the battlefield in the distance, and soon saw a scene that surprised him.
He saw that a big demon who had just been cut in half by Beamon's claws returned to his original shape in the next moment and continued to join the battle.
Under the attack of those big demons who were not afraid of death, the powerful Hell Behemoth also suffered countless wounds, gradually showing signs of failure.
"How could this happen..." Kilger was stunned for a moment. The scene in front of him was beyond his expectation. He originally thought that relying on the power of Hell Behemoth, he could win the battle with overwhelming force, but he didn't expect that this happened.
The root of the matter lies in the power to bring dead demons back to life.