Chapter 976 Stuck in the Toilet Seat

Darkness and golden light covered up the white mist, and the collision of the two swords seemed to have a sense of fate and inevitability.

Abrash can be said to be the strongest undead after Nagash. Even Gul, the champion of chaos who has brought endless disasters to all races in the world, cannot compete with the ancestor of the blood dragon in terms of strength.

And Magnus is not far behind. Defeating the twelfth Eternal God Chosen Isava Kuhl only proves the limit of his strength. In the decades of his career as emperor, he has yet to find anyone who can truly challenge him. opponent.

The entangled grudge between Nagash and Sigma seems to be emerging on the distant island of Ulthuan...

This is impossible. After all, Ablash is not a psychopath who desires to rule the world. All he wants is a hearty battle.

The cursed sword was suddenly slapped out of the attack path, and countless wailing sounds lingered around the sword like a shadow formed by wronged souls, always trying to vent their anger to the world.

The golden light as hot as a flame drove away the ghosts of injustice like tearing rags. Magnus was heartbroken and waved the white wolf wrapped around his shoulders to turn into a physical form and bite at Ablash.

The ancestor of the blood dragon who has experienced hundreds of battles has never been able to be successfully attacked by a beast. Even if the sword in his hand cannot attack the Wolf of Ulric immediately, his free left hand is not idle.

Just as the white wolf's head was about to bite its abdomen, a strong wind of death surged out of Ablash's body, forming a giant skull palm on his left hand, falling from above and holding the back of the white wolf's neck.

Compared with the special attack of the power of Sigma's faith against the wind of death, Ulric's divine power is more focused on dealing with the power of chaos. The white wolf's figure was momentarily held by the skeleton's hand and was unable to move, but this creature that symbolized Ulric's will was by no means For the weak, the rough white hair floats up like catkins, and the white wolf sacred fire begins to burn at the end.

But the real killing move was yet to come. After seeing the White Wolf having a certain impact on Ablash, Magnus's eyes glowed with golden light, and he chanted the name of Sigma loudly, and an indestructible shield of faith covered his body. , after the momentum reached its peak, his legs stepped out like a steam tank hitting the blood dragon ancestor.

"Sigmar, witness my wrath!"

The power of the fury of faith makes the devout gleam with golden light, and the flames are enough to burn out all evil. If it is some weak people, they may be completely blind just by looking at it, turning into balls of wailing and burning flames.

But Ablash, who knew he was being double-teamed, just narrowed his eyes when facing this golden light. As the ancestor vampire who had seen Sigma with his own eyes, he was no stranger to this golden light. He just sighed that there was someone in the empire who could compare with him. A strong man during the mortal period of Sigmar.

Surrounded by the White Wolf Holy Fire and the Flame of Sigmar's Faith, Ablash felt the excitement he had not seen for a long time. Just one Magnus gave him so many surprises. What about the pairs of eyes that were observing this place? ?

This exciting thought made the ancestor of the blood dragon laugh. When the white wolf holy fire burned his left hand into a completely stiff ice block and the left arm armor was shattered, the color of his dark eyes changed and turned into a complete ice cube. scarlet.

In the vampire state, Ablash was far more terrifying than before. The frost covering his left arm instantly turned into pieces and fell to the ground, and the purple-black skeleton palm became more solid.

He waved hard and actually threw the white wolf biting his arm away.

The cursed sword turned into a black shadow, and the bloody aura surged from the sword. The Sigma Flame, which originally had the effect of expelling evil, could only play a small role in the face of this strange power, dissipating the rich bloody aura.

Gold and red collided more than a dozen times in just a few seconds. The flames of faith turned into blades and pierced Abrash's armor, leaving traces of bleeding on his pale skin. However, these insignificant wounds were visible to the naked eye. The speed of recovery is extremely fast.

It is difficult for Abrash's attack to have a substantial impact on Magnus. The physical strength of the pious is stronger than that of the mortals, and they are skilled in the use of the power of faith.

And the plug-in that Ulric and Sigma spared no effort to issue to him, which made all evil forces that came close to be ineffective. Even if the cursed sword made a few wounds deep enough to see the bones, they would recover immediately after a golden light spread across the scars. As before.

The two hangings on the wall began a protracted battle. As long as the blood power accumulated in Ablash's body for decades is not exhausted, and Magnus does not lose the favor of Sigma and Ulric, he may be able to defeat Archaon Bar. The end of the regicide.

The training ground reinforced by magic began to become a mess, with rubble and rubble scattered everywhere, and the steel supports buried deep in the ground turned into iron pillars piercing the sky.

But what's even worse is that the fierce power of the two people's fight caused fluctuations in the city's guardian magic. If Lao Mi hadn't been paying attention to the situation here, the Flame Knight might have rushed inside and attacked indiscriminately.

The dark trio sat in the auditorium at the top of the training ground, holding watermelons in their hands to watch the fierce confrontation in the center.

Iron Wolf spit out a few black watermelon seeds, squirted and said, "I didn't expect this old boy Magnus to be so strong. I have no chance of winning in a real fight.

By the way, where did his wolf come from? "

Mishan kept eating. While observing the exciting battle between the two people in the center, he also did not forget to chat, "That wolf is the incarnation of Yurik's will. It seems that the White Wolf God has designated Magnus as the eternal chief god. Give this old boy your underwear."

Iron Wolf thought for a moment, looking at the white wolf beaten into the shape of a puppy by Ablash, and couldn't help but be a little confused. Can this coward be called the incarnation of Yurik's will?

The white wolf is very crotch-stretching, and has almost no role other than helping Magnus hold down Aborash. On the other hand, the flame of faith that symbolizes Sigma is burning more intensely, making Magnus look like a ball to the naked eye. The sun walks on the ground.

It didn't take long for him to think of the reason, and he shrugged that it seemed to be the case.

Damian rubbed his head, not that he wanted to play again, although he did have such an intention in his heart.

But compared to the battle with Ablash, he was more curious about the situation of the white wolf. Logically speaking, Yurik's power should not be so weak. After all, he is one of the oldest human gods, and he is still powerful in controlling war. gods.

Seeing Iron Wolf shrugging his shoulders, the upright Damian didn't think much and asked directly, "If Magnus wants to gain the upper hand, it is almost impossible to win through martial arts and can only rely on divine power, so what happened to the white wolf?" .”

Iron Wolf took a bite of the big red watermelon and said disdainfully, "What else can happen? First of all, it is difficult for Yurik to have substantial control over the outside world of the empire. Secondly, Ulthuan's current magical environment almost blocks the influence of all foreign gods. Influence."

"Then why was Sigma not affected?"

Iron Wolf rolled his eyes, "You ask me, I ask who to go to. Maybe Sigma was caught in the maelstrom, and the dragon tamer deliberately left a gap to convey power to him." (End of Chapter)