stjorthotic Chapter 201 Old Sha, come and play with it.
Chapter 201 Old Sha, come and play with it.
Chapter 201 Old Sha, come and play with it.
The man's voice came from above, reaching the ears of everyone around him.
Little one, would you dare to accept this?
These words made the whole scene become somewhat strange.
The silence of the crowd was deafening!
When they came to their senses and saw the familiar face in the air, the Northern Army Corps was in complete turmoil.
"My God, isn't that Kitz? How did he end up there?" A military mage with blood on his face looked up, staring in shock at the person in the air.
Kitts, an unsung soldier in the Union Army.
This is the unified impression that everyone present had of him, the one who recognized his face.
"No, it's impossible. Kitz is dead. He died right in front of me."
Another voice came.
Unfortunately, on such a vast battlefield, coupled with the roars of the surrounding undead, this voice seemed so insignificant.
In the air, the Egyptian giant had a wicked smile on his lips as he stared straight at the Dark Sword Master in front of him.
The Dark Sword Master remained mounted on his dark steed. His empty, eerie pupils immediately changed from disdain to seriousness upon seeing the burly man appear.
Such intense dark power! He is also a dark being!
Now that it has been determined that the opponent is a being of darkness, it must unconditionally accept this duel that has been launched against it.
The Dark Sword Master uttered an ancient human language, and then pointed his longsword horizontally at the burly man.
The next moment, endless dark energy surged wildly from the longsword.
The dark power was immense, forcing everyone and all the undead back, creating a vast, empty duel zone.
Dark Arena!
"This is.?"
Fenner stared wide-eyed at the dark arena formed by dark energy.
After a brief moment of thought, she guessed that it must be some kind of ancient, dark pact.
But why would anyone still know about this ancient contract?
Who exactly is the other party?
"Stop standing there like an idiot, charge over there now!"
Just then, Hua Yu, standing in the air, shouted directly to the crowd below.
Upon hearing this, Fenner's eyes lit up.
Yes, since the Dark Sword Master has been held back, the only remaining enemy is that group of Vicious Sword Death Servants.
Thinking this through, Fenner made a decisive move and roared, "Everyone, listen to my command! Follow me and slay these Fiendish Sword Servants!"
Without the Dark Sword Master, these remaining minions have no chance of stopping the righteous army she leads.
Fenner's voice, like thunder, resounded throughout the entire battlefield.
Upon hearing this, the Egyptian soldiers responded enthusiastically, and their morale was immediately boosted.
"kill!"
With a roar, Fenner unleashed his six wings and charged directly toward the Fiend Sword Death Servants.
"Kill them!!"
Led by Fenner, the Egyptian soldiers surged forward like a raging sea, crashing against the group of malevolent sword-wielding death minions guarding the pyramids.
They have their pyramids to protect, and everyone has land to protect with their lives.
Behind them was the city of Pusheny, their home!
In an instant, the battlefield was filled with shouts of battle and splattered with blood.
Seeing that the Egyptian army had finally launched an effective attack, Hua Yu breathed a slight sigh of relief, then his body flashed with silver light and he disappeared into the air.
The rest is up to chaos!
Indeed, the arrogant Egyptian giant who challenged the Dark Sword Master was a random conjuration of a dead person by Chaos using its own power.
Early in the morning, Hua Yu secretly released Chaos, instructing it to initiate a duel with the Dark Sword Master by signing a dark pact as soon as it saw him appear.
The Dark Sword Master only accepts challenges from those in darkness. Hua Yu doesn't know if he qualifies, but he knows Chaos certainly does.
Moreover, even if he were a Dark One, he wouldn't fight under such intense scrutiny like Mo Fan.
Mo Fan had no choice, but he had many options.
The current battle situation is simply a matter of waiting for Chaos and the Dark Sword Master to determine the victor.
Once the Dark Sword Master dies, the entire undead army will no longer be able to stop everyone from approaching the pyramid.
But if Chaos fails, the morale that everyone has just regained will vanish in an instant.
Of course, Chaos cannot lose. What kind of person is the Dark Sword Master? He's just a sub-monarch.
Although he possesses extremely high attack power and is among the top-tier beings in the sub-monarchs, he still cannot cause much trouble in the face of a huge gap in cultivation level.
Not to mention Chaos, even the Storm Wraith within Chaos's body could be dealt with.
Right now, in that giant, dark arena.
A powerful wave of killing intent swept over, instantly locking onto the chaos.
"Rumble!!!"
The sword energy swept across the heavens and earth, like thunder resounding throughout the world, carrying an unstoppable momentum as it cleaved towards the chaos.
"Ah! Watch out!" Fenner exclaimed.
Although she was constantly killing those vicious sword-wielding death servants, her attention was always focused on the situation in the arena.
As the chief of staff of an army, she naturally knew who ultimately decided the outcome of this war.
Can he stop it?
"Hehehe~~~"
Chaos let out a strange laugh, stood with his hands behind his back in the air, and then slowly extended a finger, pointing to the giant sword that could rival the heavens and the earth.
"roll!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Chaos's finger suddenly pointed to the side.
"boom!"
The sword still fell!
This sword strike tore the earth apart, leaving a long crack in the arena.
However, the figure in the air was completely unharmed except for its hair being a little messy from the wind.
"What a fine sword, what a pity it can't cut anyone."
Chaos still wore that wicked smile, glanced contemptuously at the Dark Sword Master, and then casually waved out a cloud of black mist.
The black mist covered an increasingly larger and denser area, soon enveloping the entire arena and making it impossible for those outside to see what was happening inside.
Fenner could only vaguely sense a powerful, suffocating pressure emanating from the black mist.
"Hehehe!!!"
"It's still more enjoyable like this!"
Within the thick black fog, a strange, gigantic hand reached out to grab the Dark Sword Master.
The Dark Sword Master reacted quickly. Although it didn't know what the black mist was, it still raised its longsword and slashed at it.
"Left!"
A cold snort rang out, and then the falling giant sword suddenly veered to the left.
The giant hand, no longer obstructing them, easily grasped the Dark Sword Master's throat.
The next moment, a tremendous force struck, and the Dark Lord, along with the ghost horse he rode, was slammed to the ground.
"Tsk!"
Watching the Dark Sword Master quickly get up from the ground, Chaos in the black mist couldn't help but curl his lip and mutter, "My attack power is still a bit lacking. Old Sha, you come and play with it!"
"Huff huff huff~~~"
As the wind rose, golden sand appeared in the endless darkness.
(End of this chapter)