Chapter 426： Please die

"What a great irony!" Looking at the scene like purgatory on earth, and the corpses everywhere, Xiao Zhe shook his head, "In order for them to survive, their army commander did their best. But now... "

"Theraton, now only you and me are left!" The scarred dread demon who was about to stand unsteadily pointed at Theraton with a long sword, "only the victor between us." In order to get this chance to live!"

"Bano Clark, you are too naive!" Theraton frowned, "Do you think you can survive by defeating me?"

"Yes, I think so!" The wound on Banu Clark's body kept dripping with dark green blood, dripping on the solid ground, and will soon corrode small holes, "including them, they think so too. !"

"Do you have to pin your hope of survival on an unknown demon warlock?" Theraton was a little mad, "he never promised to let you live!"

"I know, but it also represents a hope," Banu Clark's face showed a mocking smile. "It's better than following you, like a frightened mouse every day, running around chased!"

"But……"

"Nothing, Theraton!" The dread demon shouted, "You have also seen that what we people need most now is a hope, even if this hope is very slim!"

"Formidable demon warlock, please accept my allegiance," Banu Clark turned and knelt to Xiao Zhe, "I am willing to swear by my soul, and I am willing to serve you as the Lord. Your will is my long sword. Towards!"

"In order to survive, you really did everything!" Xiao Zhe took Vivian's hand and sighed, "However, I refuse!"

"Why... why?" Banu Clark was stunned, he even thought he had auditory hallucinations, "I have proven my strength, can't this move you?"

"Like what he said just now," Xiao Zhe pointed to Suradon, "I never asked you to prove anything, didn't it?"

"This..." Banu Clark was at a loss, and then he directed all his anger to Suradon, "It's you, it's all because of you!"

"..." Theraton's brain was still in a state of downtime, and he didn't respond to him for a while.

"If there is only me, then he has no other choice," Barnu Clark gathered the last bit of strength, "Lord of the Legion, in order for me to live, please go to death!"

He held up the long sword with both hands, and leaped high with all his strength:

"Please go to death!"

Theraton just looked at him like this, watching the long sword in his hand slashing towards him, but didn't know how to dodge.

His belief is to lead the soldiers of the legion so that they can survive and survive with dignity.

But now...

This has to be said, indeed, as Xiao Zhe said, it is really a great irony.

A mass of cold air emitting a white mist suddenly struck, enclosing Banukarik in it.

The powerful impact pushed him to a distance of several tens of meters. When he landed, the mad war demon who was about to successfully kill Seladon had been frozen into an ice sculpture by this air-conditioning mass.

The ultra-low temperature destroyed his brain and heart, causing him to die without pain in an instant.