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Werther shouted, "Who the hell are you?" Fran said, "You don't have to worry about who I am. You only need to know that I will send you to meet the Dark God! " Swish! Another streak of sword light flew over. Relying on his incomparably keen senses, Werther narrowly avoided the attack. At the moment, Barry's soldiers were in an unprecedented crisis. Countless white skeleton soldiers formed a sea of bones and wrapped around them. Although with Werther's charm magic, they were able to resist the attack of the Underworld's ghost aura, these flesh and blood warriors still had some strength to bear in the face of the never-ending war of attrition. With a wave of his broadsword, Barry crushed the skull of a skeleton soldier. The soul flames in the two empty eye sockets danced for a while before disappearing. Barry shouted, "Hit them in the head! That's where the spirit fire is located! " The soldiers obeyed and specially picked out the skulls of the skeleton soldiers to fight, immediately increasing the efficiency.

Gradually, some of the warriors' hands and feet became weak, and they were immediately taken advantage of by the skeleton soldiers to break the armor's defense with their swords, and fiercely cut into their bodies. The soldier let out a loud shout. With an extremely ferocious expression, he grabbed the skeleton soldier's head and twisted it forcefully, breaking it in half while it was still alive. However, they were quickly overtaken by dozens of skeleton soldiers and lost all signs of life.

Barry shouted, "York! York! "Bastard!" It was a veteran, but he was only twenty years old and had a newly married wife. A few days ago, he jokingly said that he would retire from the Northern Frontier and would never be on the battlefield again. Who knew he would fall here! Barry was crazy. He brandished his sword and wanted to save him but he couldn't. Even if he was using his combat power to its limit, he could still destroy dozens of skeletons with a swing of his sword. Skeleton soldiers like the sea could not be killed!

The first one was the second, followed by a few screams. Barry's eyes were wide open, but there was nothing he could do. A familiar figure flashed in the corner of his eyes. Before he could think about anything else, he felt a burning pain at the back of his waist. He tried to turn his face to look at the familiar face, hissing, "York! "York!" However, York was no longer his comrade. York's body was incomplete, and many parts of his bones were exposed, his eyes were burning with ghostfire, and he stabbed his sword into Barry's body with all his might. A cold smile seemed to be hanging on his face.

Resisting the pain and the deepest helplessness in his heart, Barry smacked York in the face with his palm. The body of his good brother who had been with him in life and death was smashed into pieces and scattered on the ground. Barry's eyes turned red and his battle qi also started burning up. He was more than a meter tall and he shouted, "Bastard! Damn the Undead! Come on! I am not afraid of you! " Waving the long sword wrapped in earthen battle qi, he decisively charged into the sea of skeletons!

Outside the sea of skeletons, Theo and Ticks were leisurely standing there. Dio's face was filled with disdain. Humans are so bored! " Ticks also revealed his figure. He had the head of a devil, and his body was covered in magical armour. His eyes were focused on the battle, and two strange lights flashed from within. He was using his innate skills to control the mental energy of his enemies, causing them to have hallucinations or extreme negative emotions, especially those like Paris, which were now more easily controlled by him.

Dio sighed in boredom. "This is so boring. I can't even cast high-grade Necromancy. This battle is about to end!" Ticks suddenly withdrew his gaze, then sneered. "You still dare to brag?" If it wasn't for Fran who saved you, your physical body would have been replaced! " Dior sneered, "Change it to just the right one! I like that brat's body, so it's his turn! "Speaking of which, with such a strong body and explosive power, you can already compare to a peak-level Sword Saint. If he were to break through to the Sword Saint realm, wouldn't he be able to challenge a demigod?" "Don't worry, Fran has already set his eyes on him. He won't be able to escape! But if you want to take his body away from Fran, I'm afraid it won't be that simple! "

He blamed himself in his heart, if he hadn't chosen them, he wouldn't have lost his precious life here. But at the same time, he was also extremely resentful towards Jackson, who had set up this trap, and he never would have thought that he would actually collude with the people from Undead Island to plot against him! " Damn it! If this goes on, Barry and the others will be killed soon. "It seems like I can't hide my power anymore, even if the Church finds out that I train in dark energy, I won't be able to do anything!" His body moved at an incredible speed and another sword light came flying over! However, Werther completely ignored him and leaped straight into the battlefield!

The Bladelight leaped out of the void, and was blocked by a three-sided four-armed Demon God incarnation. Fran exclaimed in surprise, "This is ?" Fighter? How could this be? Could it be that you are the reincarnation of a devil god from hell? " This was the result of his words being mixed with emotions. The impact this incarnation had on him was too great, and the dark aura that seemed to be real from the underworld itself was something even the overlords of the underworld would not have. Fran was obviously confused by the Heavenly Demon avatar, "Who the hell are you? If you say it out loud, perhaps we've met before in the Underworld! " Fran completely misunderstood, thinking that Werther was some great god from the Underworld who had reincarnated. If he were to be killed just like that, the real body lying in ambush in the Underworld would probably immediately come to him for revenge.

The Heavenly Demon Avatar did not answer at all. Its four arms swung with four weapons made of pure Yin Qi, smashing right into the enemy's face! It was not as if Werther had never thought of pretending to be his identity, but firstly, he was not very familiar with the gods of the underworld, and was afraid that he would be exposed. Secondly, since he had revealed his Demon Avatar, he did not intend to let the three of them leave alive.

Fran sneered, "Since you don't want to talk about it, then we're enemies!" A sword light flashed! An extremely cold sword beam collided with the weapon of the Sky Demon Clone. Fran's sword was very strange. It had the power to freely travel through space. The reason why Vet was so passive was because of this sword. Now that he had used the Heavenly Demon Avatar to replace him, the situation immediately reversed. There were three faces, each face had a vertical eye, adding up to a total of nine eyes. According to the legends, when the Sky Demon opened its eyes, it was like a Buddha, able to see all the Nine Nether World, all the living beings in the world, capturing the trajectory of Fran's sword light was much easier.

The four weapons and the sword radiance continued to collide. It had to be said that Fran was indeed a superb expert who practiced battle qi. Every sword move of his was exceptionally tricky, almost attacking the opponent's weakest and most hidden flaw. If it weren't for the fact that Werther had already mastered the Sky Demon Avatar to perfection, he would have suffered a great loss under Werther's hands. Right, after a few slashes, the weapon made from his own Yin Qi was unable to withstand the corrosive power of the world of the Fran's sword light, and collapsed one after another. The Sky Demon roared, and its four arms crazily attacked, directly using the Sky Demon Sky Cracking Palm technique, and the palm strike split the sky! Countless amounts of Yin Qi were stirred up by the palm technique, gathering towards the Sky Demon Great Art. After that, in a dark corner, a figure finally appeared.

Werther sprinted forward and smashed his staff against Dior and Ticks. Duo waved his wand, "Undead Devour!" Countless vengeful spirits rolled up black streams of air and leaped out from his body. They entwined Werther's body, immediately filling Werther's sea of consciousness with the wailing of ghosts and gods. He was disturbed to the point of not being able to find peace. In his sea of consciousness, a huge figure descended. It was precisely the incarnation of Ticks, and his tremendous voice resounded in his sea of consciousness, "Lowly creature, surrender to the feet of the mighty Lord Ticks!" I allow you to share the glory of the great Lord Ticks! "

After releasing the incarnation of the Sky Devil, Werther's soul became incomplete, and was most vulnerable to attacks such as mental confusion, which greatly weakened his ability to resist, but Ticks shouldn't have done anything wrong, and shouldn't have descended his soul projection into Werther's sea of consciousness, which undoubtedly led to him falling into a pack of wolves. Almost at the same time of his descent, an ancient green tree appeared, and the well-developed roots directly embraced Ticks' projection. The Tree of Life was good at absorbing powers, and even the Dark Gods could not escape from it, let alone a mere Devil King of Fear. In just a few moments, the projection of Ticks had already turned into invisibility. At the same time, with the supplement of spiritual energy, the Great Sun Buddha body also began to regain its vitality!

In the real world, Ticks' originally proud face suddenly turned blood-red. He lost nearly half of his spiritual force, causing him to scream out loud in pain. Dio turned pale with fright and hurriedly helped him up. "What's going on?!" Ticks was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. He only looked at Werther with fear in his eyes. This time, he really did accept the title of "Devil King of Fear." It was just that he was afraid of others.

To his horror, Dior discovered that the countless vengeful spirits that had originally wrapped themselves around Werther were disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Along with the disappearance of the vengeful spirits, Werther's face also turned increasingly redder, his aura gradually rising to the pinnacle! "Damn it!" What magic is this! Could it be that you're a necromancer, to be able to absorb my vengeful spirit?! No matter who you are, I have to kill you today! "Ticks, let's join hands and unleash our most powerful attack. Let's finish him off in one blow!" Ticks forced himself up and waved his claws, drawing magical runes in the air. At the same time, Dior fully utilized his advantage as a Grand Magus of the Undead Sage and began preparing a large-scale magic.