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Chapter 278: Ending the War, Urs the Spontaneous Combustion(1/2)

On the ground, the two forces are still fighting.

A corner of the battlefield.

The flames flowed like a river, and the blazing flames wrapped around Urs's body like a gorgeous flame cloak, while the long stick in his hand exuded a pressure that was as if it were real.

Opposite him, Nicholas's body spread out like a flag.

Countless undead souls wandered among them, emitting undead sounds that made ordinary warlocks have illusions, and also provided Nikolai with the resources to resist Urs' attack!

"Nicholas, you are very strong, but unfortunately, fire can restrain the undead!" Urs fought towards Nikolai while swinging his long stick. A long flame cut through the air and hit Nikolai.

go.

Flames swept through the air, but Nicholas waved his hand in front.

A wall of the undead has appeared, and with the screams of the undead, the undead turned into ashes, but Urs's attack was also blocked this time!

The flames disappeared together with the wall of the undead.

Nicholas looked ugly.

Damn you, this old guy is too difficult to deal with!

"You can block it once, how many times can you block it!" Urs looked calm.

The baptism of time has already made him not to express his thoughts easily.

"Clay is dead!"

Suddenly, Nicholas opposite him said to him.

??

Urs frowned. This kind of disturbing method was a bit too contemptuous of him.

But suddenly, he discovered a detail, that is, there was sunshine again on the ground where he was. It was obviously covered with thunderclouds just now, but no, the thunder seemed to be gone.

Urs's lips trembled slightly, and he raised his head cautiously.

A devastating scene appeared!

The thunderclouds all over the sky were slowly dispersing at this time, and the huge thunder eagle was slowly defeated, just like an illusory bubble, both real and unreal, and in the center, there was only one person, He Man!

"Where's Master Clay!"

He didn't see Clay's body.

"Falling!" Nikolai's voice came from far away, and it was mean. Hearing the voice, he lowered his eyes a little.

Three hundred meters close to the ground, a figure was landing at a rapid speed.

Thanks to Sanhuan's powerful eyesight, he could see clearly.

That's Clay.

His appearance was the same as before, without any change. There were also some thunder and lightning scattered outside his body, but they flickered like a jam. What shocked him was that Clay no longer had any soul fluctuations. It was as if his soul

It has generally been erased.

When the soul is gone, it usually only appears after death.

This time, he seemed to understand something!

died?

His body was shaking and he couldn't believe it.

How can this be?

Isn't Clay half a true spirit? Dus told him how to be powerful. But you told me that he died in the blink of an eye?

Is He-Man that strong?

Bang!

Urs's body felt weak for a while, and the iron rod was cut from his fingertips and smashed towards the ground. His eyes were filled with sadness as he looked at Clay who had fallen to the ground and closed his eyes.

it's over!

All of them underestimated Herman, underestimated this man!

Naturally, Urs and Nicholas were not the only ones to notice the changes in the thunderclouds.

Everyone else noticed too.

"How is it possible? How can He-Man be so strong!" "Sir, this is a defeat!"

"No way, I can't accept no!"

"How much strength does He-Man hide? Is he a true spirit?"

On the battlefield, the warlocks in the Holy Tower were in despair.

Clay's god-like appearance just now was still reflected in everyone's hearts, but the next second, he was instantly killed by Eli with one move, and the time did not even exceed three seconds.

Can't understand

.

"Lord He-Man wins!" "Too strong!"

"I knew adults could do it, and I am your absolute supporter!"

"You fart, you just shouted that I'm finished, I'm finished, do you think I didn't hear you?"

The Tower of Blood was relaxed. The warlocks were shocked and breathed a sigh of relief. They were so desperate just now, but now they are so relaxed.

It's so exciting.

"Is this the teacher?" Surrounded by a group of warlocks, Vivica's eyes flashed with an inexplicable light. She looked at Eli's back in the sky and bit her lip.

Teachers are always so reliable!

He couldn't imagine what would happen if there were no teachers today!

The powerful half-step true spirit, I am afraid that their dozens of three rings together will have no effect, but under Heman, they only made one move, and they did not even see clearly what method Heman used.

But that’s not important anymore!

At this time, Clay experienced a fall of more than ten seconds, and also fell to the ground with a plop. I don't know if it was a coincidence, but he happened to fall in front of John, the second-level warlock.

He was fully engaged in the battle when he suddenly heard a thud.

Turning around, I saw it was on the ground.

Clay's body fell to the ground, making a small crater, but his body had no breath.

"Clay is dead!"

John opened his mouth wide and shouted loudly.

People around him also confirmed that Clay was dead.

The news about Clay's death spread throughout the battlefield in the blink of an eye. The noisy battlefield suddenly stopped.

Originally, many people had a comfort in their hearts, that is, Clay was only beaten down and did not die. However, at this moment, everyone's hearts collapsed.

Originally, they were no match for the Tower of Blood.

As a result, Clay appeared and gave them a glimmer of hope.

As a result, Herman's appearance, just for a few seconds, shattered their hopes again.

There is no greater sorrow or joy than this.

At this time, Vivica, who was not far away and confirmed that Clay was dead, also took a deep breath.

"Clay is dead!"

"Throw yourself to No Kill!"

Her voice echoed throughout the battlefield.

Bang!

One warlock's weapon fell from his hand, then the second, then the third...

In an instant, the bloodline tower's fighting desire dropped to the extreme.

The sound of attacks spread throughout the battlefield, and most of the warlocks in the Holy Tower gave up resistance.

The remaining warlock loyal to the Holy Tower looked at the surrendered colleagues around him, gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and

In one second, your soul burns and you directly choose to commit suicide!

The surrendered warlocks knelt on the ground, looking at them, their heads lowered even lower!

Compared with these ordinary warlocks, those high-level third-level warlocks were about to escape immediately, but they just ran away a few times.

A hundred meters away, they found that the boundless shadow had already come to them.

Herman!

They closed their eyes in despair, and the next second, shadows overwhelmed them.
To be continued...
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