The dead man looked at the oncoming broken ice and laughed: "You don't know your own limits." The long spear in his hand waved gently, and the thick black fog of the dead spirit spread out from his body, blocking Edward Lin's attack. The moment it came into contact with the black fog of the dead spirit, the coldness broke out from the broken ice and turned into a sky-wide cold air, freezing the black fog of the dead spirit, but it did not last long before it was eroded by countless black fogs and melted completely. "Is this the power of the Eye of God? It's just that! Hahahaha!" Death Maniac laughed:

"The attention of God? Ha, why don't you follow me from now on, I will give you more powerful power than the Eye of God!"

"I am the real God!"

Edward Lin stood on a spire, looking at Death Maniac with a solemn face, with a long sword across her chest: "You have only learned necromancy to a certain extent, and you dare to call yourself a god."

It has not been long since she obtained the Eye of God. After joining the Southern Cross Fleet, although she had the guidance of Beidou and Fengyuan Manye, she was too shallow after all, and she had almost no power to fight back against Death Maniac.

But even so, Edward Lin would not retreat.

The capital of Valhalla is a metropolis with millions of people. Once the black fog of death falls here, the consequences will be disastrous.

The same is true for Fengyuan Manye and Beidou. Whether from the perspective of justice or interests, they will not let Death Maniac turn this place into a dead zone.

"Hmph, you are so arrogant."

The Death Maniac pointed his spear at Edward Lin: "Since you want to be a hero so much, then I will help you."

The moment he finished speaking, the black fog of the dead spirits wrapped around the spear. In the black fog, the screams and wails that kept roaring were constantly stimulating Edward Lin's heart.

This was the first time she faced such a powerful enemy like this. Even if her heart was strong, she couldn't hold on.

"Death Maniac, don't forget that we are your opponents!"

Accompanied by a huge sound wave that resounded through the world, the Death Maniac's attack was interrupted, and then two red lights rolling like fire dragons quickly attacked him.

I saw Beidou and Fengyuan Wanye driving the wings of wind, with wind and thunder all over their bodies. The red lightning was like blood, mixed with the gusts of wind like a sharp blade. The two of them each held a weapon and slashed at the Death Maniac in the air.

"He--Ha!" The death maniac waved his spear, and the black fog of the dead spirits that covered the sky and the sun gathered here in an instant, drawing a black crescent that seemed to cut through the space.

Dangdang---

With two loud noises, this area was razed to the ground in an instant, and the ground was full of debris and rubble.

The black and red colors became a special scenery at this moment, half of which was the black black fog of the dead spirits, and the other half was the red power of wind and thunder. The two forces complemented each other and turned this place into a zone where living people were not allowed to enter.

"Who are you?"

On the armor of the death maniac, there was a red scar from the right shoulder to the lower left abdomen. This scar seemed to have some strange power slowly eating away at his body.

That was the power of the evil spirit of the demon sword Long Diao Ping Yixin.

After Beidou helped Fengyuan Manye break the defense of the death maniac, the power of the evil spirit in the demon sword was stimulated, specifically targeting the death maniac.

"The one who hit you! Why are you talking so much nonsense!"

Beidou sneered: "Watch me!"

The big sword in his hand was swung tightly, and the roaring thunderstorm exploded in the ears of Si Kuang. Fengyuan Manye on the side was not to be outdone. The demon sword in his hand emitted a sad red light, as if to devour him completely.

This was their tactic. Beidou was responsible for breaking his defense and posture, while Fengyuan Manye used the erosion power of the demon sword to slowly grind him to death.

After realizing their thoughts, Si Kuang couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Hahahahahaha! It's really interesting!"

"But, that's it!"

Si Kuang shouted, swung his iron fist, and the tip of the gun turned into thousands of shadows. The undead black fog was like a raging sea, mercilessly stabbing Beidou and Fengyuan Manye.

At this time, the dark clouds in the sky expanded again, and Valhalla had turned into the appearance of night, covering it.

"Die!!!!"

"Back off! There's something wrong with this power!" Seeing that the power of the death maniac had become extremely obscure, Beidou quickly pulled Fengyuan Manye to avoid the attack and landed next to Edwardlin.

"This is almost as powerful as the power of an immortal."

Beidou and Fengyuan Manye looked at each other. In this world, who can have

It's not that there are no people who can rival the power of immortals, but the source of Death Maniac's power is too strange.

Just now, the three of them were able to suppress Death Maniac, but now it's impossible.

"Hey, did you find it? This is the power of God!" Death Maniac looked at the people not far away and said, "Just now, it wasn't even a warm-up for me. As long as I use my real power, you will eventually be ants."

"As long as you dedicate your mortal life to me, I will be immortal!"

"Such power in your hands will only lead to endless disasters."

Edwardlin stared at the other party and said, "Even if we are not your opponent, don't forget that the Seven Gods have awakened, and the gods will watch this land again."

"Ha, Seven Gods, what are they."

Death Maniac said disdainfully Said: "Only I am immortal!"

After that, he raised his spear and issued an arrogant declaration: "After Valhalla and your lives are dedicated to me, I will also kill that Seven-Leaf Silent Illumination Secret Lord."

"Then his power will also be used by me!"

"Seven Gods? Hahahahaha, under my immortal dead spirit black fog, no exception can escape!"

The death madness's preaching shocked all the living people in Valhalla, and despair spread throughout the city. Countless people hugged their lovers, children, relatives or friends, looking at the terrifying figure in the sky.

"You...are crazy!" Edwardlin coldly spat out two words: "False God."

"False God? What are you talking about?" Death Maniac turned his head and looked at Edwardlin: "A mere mortal is worthy of talking about God?"

Death Maniac pointed the tip of his gun at Edwardlin: "Don't worry, I will enslave your soul forever, pour your soul into my skeleton horse, and you will stay awake forever and become my mount!"

"Your big talk should be kept in your dreams!" Beidou made a mocking voice, "Why don't you see who is coming?"

"Who?" Death Maniac was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Who else! They are just a group of ants, there is no point in delaying time!"

"Black Wings, cut off day and night!"

The blue magic arrow cut through the dark sky.

The Princess of the Pure Land of the Dark Night, Fischl von Rufuschloss Nafedot and her followers Oswald Hefna Vanins, stepped on the lightning and descended in front of Death Maniac.

“Praise my coming!”

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