Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

263. Chapter 246

Author: Fish Fairy, which is not water

Chapter 246.

Zakan was liberated from the destroyed body of Marus, crushing the last residue of Marus's soul. When it eventually broke away from the restraint, the paving stones were broken into sharp fragments.

With a inhalation of rapid sounds, the smoke was further contracted, forming a terrible towering form, shrouded in Marus's broken body. Zakkan's body shape like Trucci's body, but the muscles are more more muscular, muscles are more more muscular, and the muscles are even more more muscular.

developed.

In Dak Us's view, the Zakan at this moment is beautiful, far beyond the perfect vertex, which is crazy, but it is also distorted and ugly.

The weirdness.

Zhakan turned wide, and his head turned around. He looked at Dakius with a burning eye. Its claws stretched to the sky.

Dakius has jumped off the back of the stupid and unhappy. He nodded at Marekis, and then turned his head to welcome the care of the Ana Salan's mother. He did not hold a weapon.

Holding his right hand into his fist, he wielded his obedience.

"This is not the freedom I want!" Zakan made a thunderous voice.

"You destroyed me!" The world thirsty, Zakan looked down at Dacius's body, revealing three rows of needle -shaped tip teeth, saying with a hatred of hatred.

"What are you afraid? At this moment, your form and strength are ..." But Dakius can clearly feel the fear in Zhakan's words. Before he finished speaking, he was fierce.

Rush over.

Zakan's speed is not as fast as Dakius imagined. It tries to press Da Cius's soul with its huge palms and grab the soul of Dakius.

Dak Ues would not easily become Zakan's prey. He hid under Zakan's sweeping paws, and the scarlet sword flashed in his hands.

Black -red light.

Zhakan was burned at once, and the black flame burned on its wax skin. When it was shaking, it was still screaming. Its voice was tortured with Trump's ears, but this was

It is too weak in the form. It is so weaker that the Trucci people can paralyze and cover their ears in pain.

Although Dak Us did not like the sound of high decibels, he was not affected by the sound. The Kane Dimensional Sword automatically broke away from the ground into his right hand, and his fingers touched the burning.

He felt that Kane's dimensional sword ignited the embers of hatred in his heart.

"With hatred, everything is possible!"

Dakius now holds two long swords, one is the scarlet sword of the right hand, and the other is the Kane Sex Sword with the left hand.

There are more than a dozen wounds.

The unparalleled double -sword tore the belly of Zakan and lit its magic form. A painful and angry howl sounded, sweeping Dakius like a storm.

Dakius knows that he is in trouble. The trouble is not Zakan in front of him, but the Kane dimensional sword in his hand. He found that even if he held the Kane Dimensional sword's fingers, the Kane Dimension Sword would post it.

In his hands, in his heart, Kane's dimensional sword is far more terrible than the Zakan in front of him. Tyrion's front car is vividly vividly reached, so he should not become Kane's shape.

"Quick victory!"

When Darkus rushed towards Zakhan, he could feel his body being light and swift, and power continuously emerging from the Kane Dimensional Sword, trying to ignite the wave of desire to fight and kill in his heart.

When he was about to attack Zhakan, he saw Zhakan's fiery eyes staring at him. The next second, the words spoken by Zhakan's thunderous voice burned the air between them. Zhakan's clawed hands tried to

Catching his soul again.

"I advise you not to do this. Aren't you afraid that He will throw you into the well?"

Darkos felt the air between him and Zakhan crackle due to invisible power. Just before the power in Zakhan's hand was about to burst out, he whispered these words to Zakhan jokingly.

Zhakan was stunned for a moment. The black energy cut through the air, making a sound of tearing the cloth. The black energy passed by a hair's width from Darkus, and a cloud of condensed blood mist drifted by his ears.

The black energy penetrated the body of Officer Druch, who had fallen there a long time ago. The energy dissolved the officer's body with a light touch. Sovereign melted and flowed like gold juice. The diamonds and rubies on the weapon were melted by the energy.

It darkened and shattered upon contact, and the energy finally hit the wall next to the street, making the sound of crackling gravel.

Zarkhan was still burning, the wound edges of its belly curling and blackening like parchment, flickering black-red flames burning and spurting in its unnatural, perfect form. It cackled maniacally, its voice echoing in laughter and

Trembling between murderous rages.

"You insignificant little bug, why do you know so much? Why is it not you who go to the temple, but Malus? Then I will take away your life and make you struggle and twist. Everything you have, you dream

I will take everything away! You can actually change your destiny! You are such a troublesome guy, but no matter how you fight, whether you know it or not, in the end you still have to obey my lord's orders!" Zhakan hissed.

As he spoke, he finally let out a vicious laugh.

"I really sympathize with Malus at this moment. You talk too much!"

"No!" Zakhan roared, desperately grabbing the blade of the long sword. Its body began to fall apart under Darkus' fierce attack. It retreated, but the black guards had already arrived, and their halberds were not there.

Instead of wavering, he drove it in the direction of Darkus.

"You can't stop me! This world is mine, and I am the thirsty drinker of the world! Now! Hear Zakhan's words, despair! The moment of destruction has come! Sooner or later you will..." Zakhan's roar became even more intense at this moment

Wild, it screamed desperately, it tried to rush towards Darkus and made its final struggle, hoping to overwhelm Darkus with its brutal attack.

"Remember! Me! Darkus, Scourge of Hell! Conqueror of Destiny!" Darkus shouted, thrusting both swords forward. When the blades penetrated deeply into Zakhan, it was terrifying

As he pressed his chest, Zakhan let out one last terrifying scream.

Zarkan is gone, and its fate is already doomed. It will be destroyed or exiled back to the realm of chaos. Darkus neither knows nor cares about it. He doesn't even know what type Zarkan is, a Chaos Demon or a Demon Prince.

Or maybe it's some other weird thing, and Zhakan has been forced out now, and the seal on his body has not been broken.

"Who knows? It's not important to say." Dakius took a deep breath, and he didn't care about the smelly odor of metal burnt and scorching meat permeated in the air.

"Good job! My CEO, or I taught it well?" Marekis walked to Dakius and said with a smile.

He grinned from Dakius's lips lightly, and then he spread his left hand to signal Malekis.

Malekis understood the meaning of Dakius. He set up the Supreme Demon Shield on the ground, stretched out his hand and grabbed Kane's dimensional sword from Dakius's hand, threw it directly to the ground, and then made up again.

I kicked the Kane dimensional sword to a far place.

"Hate? This is not my way of survival, sorry! I rejected you." Dakius watched the Kane dimensional sword sliding on the ground and thought.

It seems to be to commemorate the fall of Zakan, Goronde's earth and the sky have a brief tremor.

In the north, the temple of Zakan seemed to be hit by the power of God, and the sound of stones began to shake.

When the sound finally stopped, the surrounding forest was silent.

The temple of Zakan no longer exists. This huge building collapsed and fell into the boiling magma. The rest was just a pile of rolling obsidian, surrounded by the raging magma.

"With hatred, everything is possible!"

Really, it's over, the transition goes down to the south and turn around

(This chapter is finished)