"Ha, Steven, don't you give up?" the strange temptation continued.
"The seal is about to be broken, and I, the Supreme Lord of the abyss of original sin and the great soul controller, Stewart, will come to kaladimos."
"As for these little guys in front of us, they will become blood food after breaking away from the seal!"
to be sonorous!
Philan baras, the Templar of the ice and snow temple, slowly pulled out a huge silver sword with a slight chill from his back, and then a mocking color appeared on his angular handsome face.
"Really?" great soul controller, how much power do you have after breaking through the seal? How much power do you consume in hundreds of years of seal? "
"I can feel your weakness now. Maybe you shouldn't choose to break the seal at this time..."
Boom!
The blood red light suddenly bloomed like a flame. Stewart, the Supreme Lord of the abyss of original sin, controlled the dwarf's body, stood up from the steel throne, and his face painted with red lines showed anger.
"Kneel down and salute me, humble Templar!"
His anger seemed to move the inexplicable rules around, the cold breath became colder and colder, and the already diffuse white cold began to be stained with distorted gray.
The power of terror is raging!
Almost at the same time, modrian felt a touch of extreme fear floating from his heart. Although he was stopped by Bobby in a short moment, the feeling of palpitation could not be wrong.
"Is this the power of the devil? It's really terrible!" modrian looked down at the gray shield and gray gun in his hand, as if he was shaking inexplicably because of the situation just now.
"You succeeded in causing my killing!" Stewart said, controlling Stephen's body. "Now, you should experience the torture before death. No, even after death, your soul can't return to the kingdom of God. I will play with it carefully!"
"No... you can't do that. This is my body!" Stephen tried to control his body. As the strongest of the ice dwarves, he didn't completely lose his resistance.
The red energy appears on the surface of the body. It competes for control with the black energy in the body. However, compared with the black energy occupying most of the body, the bright red brilliance appears weak and pitiful.
Wheezing!!!
Seeing this opportunity, philan baras suddenly grasped the silver sword and rushed directly to the Iron Throne.
In an instant, a pure white cold appeared out of thin air, accompanied by a violent roar, surging forward like an ice storm, raging in the inner hall.
With each step, the power driven by the silver giant sword becomes more and more terrible. Before reaching the gray stone platform, it is like the snow giant roaring up to the sky, waving his powerful arms and falling straight.
Roar!
Stewart once again controlled Stephen's body, made an inexplicable roar, and then the blood red light shone, shrouded Stephen's fists, and fiercely waved to the ice storm.
The hard fist pierced into the pure white cold, and the huge force stopped the surging snow storm.
then!
The deafening roar echoed in the gray and black inner hall, and the transparent air ripples spread to the empty roof until they were eliminated in the shadow world.
Countless colds filled around the battle. Phelan baras stepped out and cut off Stuart (Stephen) with a silver sword.
"Humble mole ants, tremble in front of me!"
The blood red glow in Stewart's eyes became more and more vigorous, burning like a flame, and the strange voice was full of tyranny and killing.
At the next moment, Stewart's strong arms swung violently and bravely met the silver giant sword.
Dang!
The metallic roar mixed with the dull air played the sound of destruction.
The cold burst, a blue figure retreated out, and a little sticky blood dripping on the ground.
Philan baras had a heavy face and looked down at the tiger's mouth of his hands, where two wounds had broken. The strength of the Demon Lord in front of him was somewhat beyond expectation. No, it should be said that the physical quality of the dwarf controlled by him was too explosive.
Holding the silver giant sword upside down, Phelan baras rushed to the other party again. The pure white cold became stronger and stronger, and a touch of dark blue brilliance was faintly generated.
The terrible battle began again. The two figures fought madly in the inner hall, and the overflowing energy waves left eye-catching traces on the surrounding walls and buildings.
"Is this asking for help?" modrian thought of the cold eyes he saw when the heavily armored Knight rushed to Stewart (Stephen), which was a little different from asking for help.
However, he didn't care about these, but looked at Stewart (Stephen) flashing in the cold, the demon lord who hasn't completely got rid of the seal.
According to the final information given by master Noel, this guy should not be Stephen's combat effectiveness at his peak, but even so, his monster like physical quality shocked modrian inexplicably.
It is worthy of being the youngest and most powerful legend of the ice and snow dwarves in history. The guy named [Saint]!
Unfortunately, after hundreds of years of baptism, coupled with being trapped in the seal, Stuart's strength has fallen to the lowest point.
Otherwise, master Noel will not guide him here at the last moment. It is not for the glory of the ice dwarves, but for the complete fall of this magnificent fortress containing the efforts of the dwarves.
"Come on, Bobby, the knight can't seem to carry it!" modrian said quietly, looking at the battle in the inner hall. "Rob, you are ready to support at any time!"
Boom!
A huge roar rang through the inner hall, and the surrounding walls and already damaged buildings collapsed and cracked one after another, entangled with the dust and cold.
The blood flowed in the corners of his mouth and spread to dye the red armor. Philan baras dared not wipe it. His brown eyes stared at the dwarf's figure. The blood red brilliance was dazzling.
"The knight of the snow temple, it's time to end now. I, the Supreme Lord of the abyss of original sin, the great soul controller, Stewart, will get
Bang!!!
Just as Stewart (Stephen) was reciting that he was about to win, a golden hammer hit him, and the power of terror hit him in an instant.
"Cough, is it another humble mole ant? Dwarf!? dwarf!?"
In the smashed and collapsed buildings, Stewart (Stephen) walked out slowly. The damaged armor that had wrapped his body fell a lot, revealing his body full of blood lines.
"Wait, this power..."
Stewart (Stephen) lowered his head and looked at the golden energy colliding and annihilating with the blood red energy on his body. He felt familiar.
"Damn it, it's divine power!"