The lord is red again

The wilderness has now completely turned into a desert of death. When the strength of the 6-ring strongman is fully detonated, thousands of undead are gathering here, trying to participate in this war comparable to that of a demigod.

And now, the flames and death are incarnated into the swamp of death, which devours all life and leaves only embers.

Lind stepped into it, following the body's reaction to something, and stepped over a dark skeleton. The red corrupt smoke filled the air and rushed towards Lind, but when it was about to catch it, a soul blade swept over and cut off the smoke.

He could feel the burning transmitted to the depths of his soul, but his body did not feel fear but excitement, even though the sense of crisis completely enveloped his body, making every step forward heavy and difficult.

A skull head was hiding in the darkness in front of him, and his life was completely devoured by the power. It was struggling to support itself. After the wind brought by Lind's walking swept over, the skull head turned into ashes.

Finally, Lind saw the silhouette in the darkness. The energy field distorted the area, and the part he could see inside was not as far as what he could see outside.

Footsteps approached slowly from a distance.

He could barely see the outline. It was a burly figure with extremely long horns, the beast chancellor Wolfgang.

The only one who could survive this war was Wolfgang, a 5-ring strongman.

For some reason, Wolfgang, who had fallen into the abyss of madness before, actually regained his sanity, but judging from his injuries, Wolfgang's condition was not good.

"Another undead?" Wolfgang looked down at Lind.

In the hazy darkness, the silhouette with a pair of long horns looked down at the human who looked up.

"You are stronger than those undead!" Wolfgang seemed to finally understand everything, "You sent those undead to sneak into Lionheart Castle, and then let them destroy everything!"

"Although the real situation is a little different from what you said." Linde drew out the broken sword, and the emblems on his body lit up one by one. He was using his own way to quickly stack the status, so that he could quickly enter the best state for the battle. Of course, this process can also be called "warm-up".

Flames, holding the sword with both hands, self-curse... too much.

And Wolfgang could clearly feel that the momentum of the human in front of him was rapidly increasing, from the 4th ring to the 5th ring.

He could not give the other party a chance to improve his momentum, and Wolfgang did not even expect whether he could win this battle. If the other party could increase his strength to the 5th ring, there would be no gap between the two sides, and the human on the opposite side was still an undead.

But the beastman was never afraid of fighting.

This was the first time the two sides met, and there was no language communication.

Linde raised the sword, and the flames vented from the broken sword, and the surging flames tore through the night.

The resurrected undead noticed the movement here and started broadcasting.

"I knew there would be a battle CG. What is Linde's strength now?"

"He has been with us all the time, so he should not have time to cheat."

The undead is broadcasting live.

Countless people in the world are watching at the same time. Everyone is planning to watch the battle of the 6-ring master, but they didn't expect to be killed in seconds before they could even get close.

Linde is a little dissatisfied with the broken sword in his hand. The blade made up by fire is no longer of much help to him. In addition to the fragments of the magic ring, there is no reason for him to continue using the broken sword.

Wolfgang on the opposite side is approaching Linde quickly, fighting with the posture of a beast, approaching, observing, and then looking for an opportunity to make a fatal blow.

He pounced without warning, and the abyss spikes similar to bone spurs popped out of his arms, and grabbed Linde's head together with his claws.

However, Linde had already reacted the moment he acted.

Linde did not retreat, but took the initiative to step forward, wrapping his body with flames while trying to resist with his body.

The sharp claws collided with the broken sword, and the two figures, one large and one small, with extremely asymmetrical bodies, actually froze at this moment.

The domineering state allowed Lind to stand as long as his physical strength was not exhausted.

He pulled his left hand back suddenly, and a "Soul Blade of Mien" from the Storm Knight's path appeared in his hand with a reverse grip.

His left hand was raised and cut from the bottom to the top, directly approaching Wolfgang's nose. While Wolfgang subconsciously twisted his body to avoid it, Lind's right hand swept the flaming sword, and a smell of burning came from the air. The crescent slash illuminated the entire "foot-shaped pit" and chased Wolfgang's side waist, burning a large piece of his animal hair.

Wolfgang bared his teeth in anger. His physical condition was very bad, and the fighting skills of the "undead" in front of him were far superior to his own, and even his hard power was stronger than his own.

When he thought that the other party would be a heavy armored warrior who would launch a stormy attack on him, he didn't expect that the other party would retreat calmly.

Linde held the Soul Blade in his left hand and the Flame Great Sword in his right hand, and attacked Wolfgang with a flexible posture.

"I never said I was a heavy armored warrior."

Except for the beginning when Linde relied on his strong body to resist, he has mastered more and more abilities since then. His fighting style should be closer to "Magic Swordsman" or "Agile Swordsman". Speed ​​and skills are his main fighting style. He can resist because his health bar is long enough, but he has won with skills since his debut.

Especially the "Lion Emblem" called "Stacked Killing Book" by the undead, through fast attack and continuous stacking of attacks, and then combined with the 20% power increase of the "Two-handed Sword Emblem", it can burst out terrifying damage far beyond Lind's current stage. It requires a fast and efficient attack method, and slow speed is useless.

Moreover, this stacking state does not have an upper limit like the undead. His stacking upper limit depends only on the tolerance of his soul.

If the "Night Emblem" of the Daughter of the Night is added, the attack will be accompanied by magic damage, which will only be more terrifying.

Lind's attack is swift, and the blade in his palm is swung to dazzle people. Wolfgang blocked one sword, but the other sword had already chopped down as Lind pressed his wrist.

The neck was shrouded in coldness, and Wolfgang retreated and avoided it according to the instinct of the beast.

This can't go on. The Beast Prime Minister understands his dilemma at this time. As a 5-ring strongman, he didn't expect that the man opposite him would actually gradually improve his strength as the fight progressed.

Another sword came, and Wolfgang seemed to see a lion biting at his body, with sharp fangs biting into his body and teeth pressing into his bones.

The next moment, he saw clearly the power attacking him.

Not only lions, but also the sun, the moon, the mermaid, the shield, the two-handed sword, the poet, the Ouroboros... They appeared densely behind the enemy, and then turned into a terrifying and hot pain along the opponent's sword blade and attacked his heart, trying to burst his body.

Wolfgang retreated again to distance himself, but he took a step back and the opponent followed closely. The blood evaporated into blood mist after leaving his body. The pain did not smooth out with the serious injury but became more and more clear.

When the Beast Prime Minister looked down, he noticed that at some point, the flame on the opponent's sword blade had turned into black flame.

The undead were always paying attention to the fight between humans and beasts. The air waves of the battle dispelled the part that blocked their vision, and they could finally see the trajectory of the sword blade and claws in the black night sky, and the fire that burst out like iron flowers when they collided with each other.

Wolfgang knew that his strength had been exhausted, so he chose to devote himself to the abyss again, at least not to let the other party win so easily.

The body of the Beast Chancellor began to twist and mutate, completely abandoning the fighting consciousness and fighting with instinct.

But Lind had already thrown away the broken sword, holding the soul blade with both hands. The blade was azure blue, and he used the pure soul to fight against the filthy abyss power.

Even if he won by doing this, what would it matter? The Beast Overlord held the last doubt in his heart and pounced on Lind.

The azure trajectory swept across the night.

Boom——

The body of the Beast Chancellor fell to the ground, and twisted and twitched uncontrollably, using his body to make the last struggle of life.

Lind looked at the soul blade that was completely entangled by the power of the abyss, pulling this power to his heart.

It was so rich that it was comparable to the abyss kings who invaded the continent.

The moonlight fell, embracing Lind with its gentle arms.

The soul blade turned into mottled starlight and dissipated from his palm.

He looked around the huge basin that was torn apart more thoroughly by the war, and then walked towards the corpses in the distance step by step.

The corpse of the Lionheart King Tyr.

His Lionheart Greatsword.

There was also the corpse of a beast lion.

In the darkness, a figure walked out.

The Corruption King Grace, with only wolves and bears licking each other's wounds around her.

It can be seen that this war has hurt her.

"You won the last war, everything here is your trophy, the Wild Ash Ruins and the Beast's Nest will remember your name from tomorrow." She looked at Lind and said.

She never left, but she only fulfilled her promise to kill the Lionheart King.

Lind bent down and picked up the body of the Lionheart King and the Lionheart Greatsword.

"They will." Lind nodded.

He was digging out the beast echo of the Lionheart King. The Corrupted King saw this scene, but did not react.

The power that each beast king can possess is already the limit. In order to prevent the power from flowing back into the body of the beast master, they must cooperate with other forces and pollute their own power in exchange for balance.

If the Corrupted King gets this beast echo, the most likely possibility is that the power in his body will be unbalanced, and then he will lose all his power.

However, Lind got the beast recollection of the beast king. I am afraid that he will soon become the new beast king. Another powerful force is about to appear. I hope that the identities of both humans can continue to hold each other together for warmth.

The Corrupted King remembered that Magdalena claimed several times that the undead were a group of great humans who took risks voluntarily. If he was allowed to obtain this power, perhaps Magdalena's inner persistence would really be responded to.

Lind looked at the echo and the rich abyss breath entangled on it, and found that the two were actually maintained in a strange state of balance.

The King of Corruption said, "If you want to occupy this power, you must accept the power of the abyss. It may be a good thing for you."

"Good thing?" Lind looked at the echo. He could absorb the power of the abyss above, but not here.

He didn't plan to become Lionheart King No. 2.

...

A voice suddenly came from the abyss.

At the edge of a certain ancient site, a black mountain slowly moved. As a "boulder" was lifted up, people could see clearly that it was a dark dragon head, but this dragon looked too old and too tired. The scales on its body were like charcoal blocks after being burned by fire, without any luster.

"Death." The voice made the old black dragon turn his head and look in a certain direction.

"Is this all you will do after you wake up?" The old black dragon was annoyed at the voice that disturbed his rest, "Can't you rest well?"

"I need a new partner, the King of Black Phosphorus."

"If I were still the King of Black Phosphorus, I would definitely crush you to death!" The old dragon shook his head, causing a tremor.

Whether it is a human or a dragon, they have to pay the price for their choices. It paid the price for its former obsession. The biggest punishment must be like now, listening to the bastard who called himself "Lord of the Abyss" chattering.

If I hadn't chosen to agree to that bastard Hastings at that time, that guy was a cunning human who was good at deceiving dragons.

But it is not completely without opportunities. For example, every time it secretly opened a little hole for the "Lord of the Abyss", it would not take long for the other party to be free, and it would also be free, but it can't be too happy, because it can't open a hole directly.

The agreed chain tied the black dragon's neck, making it difficult to breathe. Although he didn't want to, he had no choice. The black dragon just wanted to live a more comfortable life.

"What about the last one?" Black Dragon asked.

"Dead." A voice came from the depths of the deep, not here, but appeared in the ear in a way that crossed the space.

"That bastard is not weak, dead?" Black Dragon was surprised, "When will a 6-ring strongman die in the Demon Land?"

Although the Demon Land is known as "the place where the mortal world and the divine domain meet", there is no shortage of strongmen.

However, as long as the famous strongmen don't fight hard or provoke the top "gods", they will never die.

"Oh, I know, is it your abyss that affects the brain of that bastard? Hahahaha! I said long ago that your power has no future, hahahaha, now you know it's miserable, right?" The old black dragon laughed wildly and mocked the other party mercilessly.

"Help me open a bigger gap, I want to allocate more power."

"No deal!" The old black dragon was unmoved, "I am the warden of the prison, you are a prisoner, you still want to bribe me? Bribe, bribe!!"

The black dragon got angry when it mentioned bribery. It has eaten too many empty promises, Hastings, Hastings, and Hastings!

"I can give you power." The voice came again from the depths of the abyss.

"Tsk-" The old black dragon sneered, "I want power, it's useless, I can't eat or drink."

"What do you want? The abyss can meet all your needs."

"Bullshit, I wish you could run out, can you run out?" The old black dragon didn't give any face at all and mocked directly.

The voice was silent.

After a long time, the voice said: "Besides."

"Help me slap Hastings a few times."

The voice was silent again.

The old black dragon: "Look, it's not that I don't have a wish, it's that you can't fulfill it no matter what I give you, so don't think I'm asking for a high price. How about this, you give me a few Abyss soldiers to give me a taste, I still need a piece of magic ring fragment to grind my teeth."

The voice has completely stopped responding.

"Hey, hey?! Are you still there?"

"Hey!"

"Hey——!"