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The sky was filled with red, like an inverted ocean, completely covering everything.

The overflowing anger seemed to surround the demon in front of him, and the sense of fear spread throughout the ice field.

The huge figure enveloped the snowfield, and the bright red flying debris hit people's faces, like countless spikes piercing the skin.

Let those barbarians with very strong physical fitness feel more obvious pain.

Lightton's scarlet body barely squeezed out from under the sky, and stepped hard on the glacier, cracking the ice surface into powder.

"Ha!"

The huge roar was accompanied by the opening of the bloody mouth, stretching for hundreds of miles, as if the next second, it would swallow the bloody full moon hanging in the sky into its stomach.

The black claws stretched out from the limbs to tear the ice ocean apart and deeply penetrated into the shriveled scarlet earth.

The demon continued to absorb the red breath in the air, and the thousands of breaths turned into scarlet and black vortices that kept swirling above the gloomy sky.

Demons use the emotions and desires of living things as bait to provide a continuous source of power for their growth.

If the emotions are full enough, they can even evolve into cruel and angry beasts that swallow the world.

Along the way, Lightton has been eroding the countless anger created between the Pale Magic Guidance and the Barbarians.

In addition, when he was in the academy assessment before, the emotions of tens of thousands of students were all eaten by Lightton.

At this moment, it is even more powerful than the previous Yem.

Lv50——

Compared to the two giants of the same level 45, this is simply a crushing game for Lightton.

Moreover, their status is not as good as that of demons.

Strictly speaking, the giants of flame and ice are not the two real demigods.

Even for the demigods in the legends of the Far North, lifespan is an important part of their bondage.

The real Levatin and Skadi have been sleeping for an unknown amount of time in the Far North buried in the wind and snow.

Although there are indeed some little-known summoning methods, these barbarians cannot awaken the real demigod giants.

They are just the descendants of the demigod giants left in this far north.

Giants who have not inherited a trace of divine power.

At this moment, whether it is the Pale Magic Guild or the remaining barbarians of the two tribes, they have completely lost control of their emotions after the appearance of the huge demon.

The scarlet crocodile, which is constantly eroding emotions and growing stronger, suddenly felt that the source of emotions was reduced by half, and suddenly felt very unhappy.

Even the corresponding fear has been forgotten, how can they feel angry?

And those barbarians who are born without brains, in addition to fear, lack thinking.

After all, they don’t even know what a demon is.

Only those knowledgeable mages looked at the extremely terrifying giant in front of them with pale and solemn faces.

"Demon...?"

Vladimir held a cigar in his mouth, squinted his eyes and looked coldly at the huge monster standing on the ice ocean.

The heavy snow turned into scarlet iron filings flying all over the sky. Under the storm, the cigar in his mouth had long been blown out and broken, and the white fur coat on his body was swaying wildly under the tearing wind.

The people of the Pale Magic Society had already turned pale, their eyes widened, their lips trembled, and they seemed to be unable to control the fear that kept overflowing from their bodies.

Erica also stared at the huge demon in front of her with wide eyes, her eyebrows kept flapping, and it seemed that painful memories flashed through her mind.

Why?

There would be a demon here?

Such doubts naturally did not only appear in Erica.

Similarly, Gwen's face was extremely heavy, and the violently dancing iron filings kept dancing around her armor.

Whenever the scarlet iron filings were about to touch her, they would avoid her as if consciously.

No, to be precise, they avoided Victor.

She admitted that she was a knight.

But this did not mean that she was as brainless as those berserkers.

In the blink of an eye, Gwen had already thought of the demon war in the capital.

Why is there such a coincidence?

Demons are rarely seen in a hundred years, but in just a few months, demons have appeared twice in a row?

But Victor was there every time.

She felt a little cold in her body. She was leaning on Victor's arms, but when she thought of the demons that time, maybe it was related to Victor.

When she thought of the cruel demons and the warriors who died heroically...

She couldn't help but connect the demons of that incident with Victor.

The arrogant looks of those barbarians had long disappeared, replaced by great fear.

Facing the almost invincible existence, they only wanted to escape.

But every time itWhen they were about to move and try to escape.

As long as the body moved slightly, the iron filings would penetrate their strong bodies.

As if turned into powder, the flesh and blood had no shape, burst into a bright red smoke and slowly dissipated.

The white snowfield did not become deeper because of the red moonlight, and the blood dyed the earth red until it was pitch black.

Looking at the scene in front of them, the mages who were not strong in their bodies did not dare to move, for fear that they would evaporate immediately under the indiscriminate attack of this demon.

At this moment, Gwen felt her limbs stiff and cold, so cold that she didn't know how to think.

She wanted to believe that all this had nothing to do with Victor, but the appearance of the huge demon in front of her reminded Gwen more than once.

Victor, what are you doing?

"Listen to me."

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded behind her, with a bit of peace of mind and a bit of calmness into Gwen's ears.

"Just trust me."

"..."

Gwen turned her head slightly, wanting to see Victor's face, wanting to see his expression.

But Victor was still as indifferent as usual, looking at the sky, looking at the battlefield between demons and giants in front of him.

Gwen was silent.

At this moment, she wished that her sense of justice could return to herself.

In this way, she could look at Victor with an absolutely fair eye.

Instead of like now...

Just listening to his words, she subconsciously wanted to believe him.

The burst of scarlet iron filings cut and crushed countless barbarians who were fleeing.

Under the blood moon, the red color deepened.

It seemed that a dark cloud appeared on the horizon and fell towards the earth.

Obviously, the shadow of the devil covered everyone, and even the magicians who were confronting the barbarians were mixed in the crowd.

But those magicians were unharmed.

As if deliberately avoiding them, the iron filings seemed to have consciousness and could automatically distinguish between humans and barbarians.

The terrifying iron filings seemed to only affect the barbarians.

Under the flying scraps, their bodies were like thin paper.

The Pale Mage Society was completely stunned.

They watched the barbarians around them being chopped into blood mist one after another, and their bodies turned into powder and sank into the snowfield.

In their hearts, an extremely absurd idea emerged.

This demon seemed to have no intention of targeting them at all.

The demon would not come to help them... right?

How could this be possible?

But the scene in front of them could not be faked.

Countless barbarians kept fleeing on the snowfield, accompanied by despair and howling.

They even used their compatriots to resist, but in just a blink of an eye, the two bodies would quickly disappear from the world.

Soon, even the last barbarian turned into dust and exploded into red smoke.

On the snowy plain, there had long been piles of blood and flesh.

The entire Arctic Ocean was dyed completely red by countless blood, which lasted for a long time.

In this battle, I don’t know how many powerful main forces the Ice Claw and the Fiery Sword brought out.

Their number even reached tens of thousands.

But in one night, they were all buried in this far north, on this far north ice field.

This was a one-sided massacre.

The mages looked at the bloody scene in front of them, and only came back to their senses when the blood entered their mouths and noses.

The battle was over.

But they did not feel lucky.

Because this was just the beginning.

Feeling the terrifying enemy, the two giants raised their heads and faced the monstrous demon together.

Lightton looked at the two giants who were half a body smaller than him and laughed out loud.

The chaos came from all directions, and the dull sound that gathered towards the place where the demon was reached everyone’s ears.

The majestic and vibrating laughter was filled with disdain and amusement.

As if they were completely enraged, the two giants swung their swords and claws and launched a rapid attack on the soaring Lightton.

Their footsteps on the snowfield were enough to stir up a hundred-meter-high snow wave.

The snow dust accompanied by blood seemed to solidify and turned into waves and trembled violently.

The flame giant danced with the giant sword in his hand, making a whirring sound, and there seemed to be only this bright color between the bloody world.

The flames on both hands instantly wrapped around the giant sword, and the hundred-meter-high flames suddenly rushed up, piercing through the dark clouds, and fiercely slashed towards the demon like a meteor.

The limbs of the ice giant were covered with ice, and a pair of huge ice claws instantly tore open the sea of ​​blood under his feet, fanning the cold light and hooking towards Lightton.Under the attack of two attacks, Lightton was not in a hurry, and his black claws pinched the flames.

With his other hand, he lifted the ice giant like a chicken and kept shaking it in his hand. The ice couldn't even pierce the skin of its scarlet body.

Lightton's eyes glowed with scarlet light, and he stared coldly at the arrogant "giant" in front of him.

"Want to play a game?"

"You hit me, and I hit you."

The two giants naturally didn't understand the language of the devil. They kept twitching their claws and swords, but they couldn't take back any of it from Lightton's hands.

Suddenly, Lightton roared, and his black claws instantly clenched into fists, punching the ice giant thrown in the air away.

The huge body flew out quickly, breaking through the iron filings that kept rising in the air, and slammed into the huge mountain covered with snow.

The other giant was even more pitiful. The demon held it in his hand and rubbed it on the snowy plain, smashing it violently on the giant rock like a piece of rag.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The fire giant was dying under the horrible impact.

After the tremor, the entire ice field fell into a long silence.

The demon's chaotic voice was as dull as if it rose from under the ice ocean.

"That's it?"

"I thought you were so cruel."