Chapter 698

Bone roll! Bone roll!

Moody Mazda's head rolled along the ground, rolled up some dust and smeared scars, but these could not hide his fear of death and a trace of relief.

Patter!

Tyrone stretched out his left foot, stepped on the rolling head, looked down at the blood stained lizard man's face, and whispered, "what a pity!"

Sometimes, different environments, poor, can interpret completely different meanings.

Tyrone, a dagger hidden in the dark.

He has assassinated countless people of different identities for the Knox Empire, and has seen the attitude of most people in the face of death, including kneeling beggors and Betrayers of interests, but there are also a few guys who stick to principles.

There are few people like moody Mazda who interpret faith with their own life.

This is a group of poor people, but also a group of respectable people. They can contribute everything to their faith, including their own life and soul.

With his eyes turned, Tyrone looked at Katrina on her side with a subtle look.

Because moody Mazda's head is not Katrina, but

Pooh! Pooh! Pooh!

The sharp axe rotates to harvest the remaining resistance in front of the city gate.

As if aware of the cold eyes, dreven turned to Katrina and Tyrone, grinned and said, "don't mind, I just think it's time to end the battle here."

"Because we have more important things to do!"

Boom!

As soon as the voice fell, the war-torn city gate collapsed, with smoke and dust everywhere. You can see the blazing flame in the city.

The collapse of the city gate means that drolkod, the king of the behlik Kingdom, is completely open to Valoran, and it also means that the war will usher in the final outcome!

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Drolcord.

The Millennium ancient capital under the diffuse fire of war has completely lost its former prosperity.

The crimson flame burned the gorgeous buildings on both sides of the street, and the strong rust smell filled the air. From time to time, lizards would rush out, kneel down and breathe the air of living people.

But there are more angry howls, one after another, continuous under the fire wave, telling the unyielding and final struggle of lizard people.

Unfortunately, for the Knox corps, that's all.

Rows of armored and cold looking soldiers of the noxas Corps shuttled between different buildings in drolkod, strangling the remaining resistance and suppressing any producer of chaos.

Lizard people who have lost their faith are like toothless hyenas. The only thing waiting for them is to perish. It's just a long time.

Dreus walked in droalcodne with calm eyes looking around at the tragic scene without waves.

Burn the city, plunder and devour all living beings.

He has long been used to such a picture. Whether it is Valoran or caladimos, victory is the only goal he craves, and the rest are side details.

Across the street, dreus went to the center of the city, followed by dreven, Katrina and others.

The battlefield in front of them can be handed over to the noxas corps, and the lizard temple is their goal to enter zhuolkod.

Even if someone gets there first.

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Lizard man temple.

The sacred buildings symbolizing divine power turned into ruins in the aftermath of almost divine battle.

Looking from a distance, the dust and dilapidated walls, the residual wind waves, the raging energy, and a few strands of mottled brilliance are the broken space scene behind the main material plane. The light is strange and far away.

Did the plane consciousness of the main matter not come?

Dreus looked at the broken environment in front of him, frowning slightly and surprised.

According to past experience, once there is a battle beyond the limit of the main material plane, pan consciousness will condense and come, interfere with the surrounding energy and suppress the battle storm. However, this battle has not attracted the interference of the main material plane. He feels that the situation is a little wrong.

Looking up at the sky, outside the crimson flame, there are layers of Psychedelic red brilliance, enveloping the world.

"The seriousness of the bottomless abyss? Or some information unknown to Valoran?"

Dreus had thoughts in his mind, but his steps didn't stop. They walked slowly towards the main temple in the face of the afterwave of energy.

Hoo Hoo! Hoo Hoo!

With the storm roaring and the pace moving forward, dreus and others are getting closer to the main temple, and the rust smell in the air is becoming stronger and stronger. Occasionally, residual space ripples sweep across the ground and disappear the walls.

"What is that?"

Suddenly, dreven, who was moving forward in silence, made a sound of surprise and looked at the "huge" scene behind a broken wall.

Within the field of vision, a scaly arm as big as a mountain is buried in the building, and the rich smell of bottomless abyss comes from the pavement, indicating where the owner of the arm comes from.

"Dreus!"

ATOX, who was floating in the sky, fell down and looked down at the human beings in front of him. He looked dignified. He had heard the name of the hands of noxas in Valoran, but now the "mortal" has the power to look directly at the gods, which at least made him feel a little afraid.

Hearing his name, dreus nodded.

In order to ensure the victory of the war, Valoran leader has made a lot of preparations secretly, and the dark sword demon yatox is only one of them. However, in the current situation, it seems that the subsequent preparations are a little over worried.

Looking beyond the scaly arm, dreus's cold look showed a touch of relaxation, the victory had been firmly held in his hand, and the lizard man temple and the behlik kingdom were about to become history.

But before that, there is one more thing to do.

Dreus led dreven and others along the broken steps into the dilapidated main temple.

The dome disappeared, and the only remaining Rune light reflected the dim light, pulled out elongated and strange shadows and stayed in front of Timothy.

"Er..."

A low, hoarse gasp sounded. Timothy tilted his body, relying on the broken red throne, and the golden crown on his head tilted slightly.

As a semi God strong person, even if the essence of flesh and blood is lost, the indomitable vitality still keeps Timothy's last trace of intelligence.

Sensing the arrival of strangers, he raised his eyes extremely tired, saw dreus and others, and recognized their identity at the same time.

Although the kingdom of behrek lost the sanctuary of the God of the lizard, samuja, the intelligence system that was woven over a thousand years revealed a lot of information about the wololan collar after the war of God.

Dreus, one of the most important goals!

The murderer of Samuel Anya!

"Take his crown and end the war!" dreus said in a frozen voice, ignoring Timothy's bitter eyes, turned to dreven on his side.

The crown represents the supreme power of the kingdom.

The crown of the kingdom of behlik is on Timothy's head.

Even if the energy is rampant, the luxurious crown of golden colored glass still glitters with bright color to show the supreme right.

"Give it to me!" dreven patted his chest, and the sharp axe with a ring handle in his hand brought waves and waves, blowing another head around his waist.

Da Da! Da Da! Da Da!

Dreven walked leisurely to Timothy, looked down at the ugly lizard face, and grinned, "the spokesman of God? The wearer of the crown?"

Pop!

Dreven reached out his calloused left hand, held the golden crown on Timothy's head, rubbed it carefully, and then he held up the sharp axe with a ring handle and cut it off.

Pooh!

The cold light flashed across the air and reflected Timothy's desperate eyes. A big lizard man's head broke away from his broken body in an instant.

Eh?

Dreven raised his shriveled head and looked a little confused: "strange, there was no blood flowing out!"

Then he abandoned his strange thoughts, shook his head and hung it around his waist together with the crown... It perfectly matched with the head of Moody Mazda before, and also predicted the death of all the top combat forces of drolkod.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Just as dreus had just stepped down the steps, the broken Temple behind him collapsed, and the dust was swept away by the raging storm.

The temple collapsed.

It declared that drolcord had lost the last strength to rely on, and also declared that the hope of the kingdom of behlik was completely dashed.

Seeing this, dreus breathed a sigh of relief. The war of drolkod has ended, but there are still resistance forces in this country standing on the virgin forest, which requires walloran's leadership to carry out the final clean-up and clean-up.

Of course, he doesn't need to do this.

The noxas Legion and the subsequent Valoran leadership will wipe out all the rebellious lizards in this land.