376 Ancient Warrior Monk! Vandaroni!

Massael's condition doesn't look good.

This guy's body is already a flesh and blood body, and the scars all over his face can be associated with a butcher's flesh and blood factory.

But at this time, we still can't see their faces!

And his miserable condition will not stop the two first-generation Nephalem!

"Lasma! I knew you bastard would only bring me trouble!"

The first-generation ancestor scolded Lasma while chasing Massael in front of him!

Fighting for brothers?

This is a joke.

He just has a reason to do this!

The selfish and cold first-generation Bul-Kathos only seeks to be stronger!

No one can tell him what to do when he is so strong!

And now Lasma has mastered the possibility of his resurrection!

But the body he occupies is from Kanai, who is very close to him, but it is already a corpse!

The first-generation ancestor just launched a charge, and the legs of this corpse made a sound of being overwhelmed!

Without the protection of muscles, bones are very limited even if they are hard!

The skeleton can't bear his powerful strength at all!

And even the first generation barbarians in their prime can't defeat the current Masail.

All they did was delay time!

And this is what Masail wanted!

"No one can defeat death!"

Masail shouted his somewhat gloomy slogan again.

The blood-stained body was surrounded by shadows again!

The new cloak enveloped his body, and he was now the Masail with a pointed hood!

The Reaper of Souls swept across the ground, silently and completely cutting off the legs of Kanai's corpse on the spot!

When facing the Reaper of Souls, the guy with a soul was as fragile as a wafer biscuit!

Then Masail's figure turned into a ball of gray mist and appeared behind Lasma!

Wherever he passed, there was gray mist everywhere!

"Your souls no longer belong to you!"

The eerie voice sounded from this environment, but it was impossible to tell where he was.

But there was no need to tell!

The soul of the first ancestor trembled, and was shrouded by the gray breath of death!

Soul-stealing!

The power of death descended on the first ancestor through the sickle!

And the gray mist completely enveloped Lasma!

He was behind Lasma, not hiding his position at all!

Because there was no need!

"You are no longer wise, do you still need me to tell you that your status was shattered when facing the explosion of the dark soul stone?"

Lasma stretched out his hand and pressed the soul-stealing sickle that was already stuck on his neck!

The bones on the ground continued to surge onto Kanai's corpse, repairing the broken legs!

Facing Masail, even he had no chance of gaining the upper hand!

Add a first-generation barbarian who was still holding back?

That still didn't make much sense!

But Lasma would not be afraid of Masail.

Because death will never be fatal to him!

"No one can escape death, not even Bul-Kathos."

Masail said softly behind Lasma, and then the sickle in his hand slashed across Lasma's neck!

But there was no blood in the cut wound!

The Scythe of Souls was covered with blood, as if the blood had all become Masail's at the moment when Lasma's throat was cut!

"Archangel of Death? How ridiculous!"

The first ancestor shouted and threw the two knives in his hands heavily towards Lasma's chest!

The title of "Archangel of Death" is the most mocking!

Masail has never given up the title of Archangel of Wisdom.

Death is only a part driven by wisdom, but the power of wisdom is always subtle.

So Masail needs something that can make him stronger in frontal battles!

So, Masail chose death!

Because only death is seen clearly, and no one has taken away this authority!

If possible, Masail didn't mind if this power was destiny or vitality, or even if the power of excretion could help him achieve his goal, it didn't matter!

The two heavy blades pierced through the air, pierced through everything that was left in this world, penetrated through Lasma's body, and strung him and Masail together!

The double swords began to melt immediately!

After all, this is not the original legendary weapon, but a substitute that has no choice in this state!

But this is enough!

The soul of the first ancestor needs freedom!

"Lasma, leave my soul and this body, before I burn you with life!"

The first ancestor's gritted teeth made this place change again!

The vitality from the soul entangled the corpse of Kanai!

And the flesh and blood finally appeared on the bones!

When has the barbarian ever been obedient?

This is not a two-on-one battle, but a three-way melee!

But now Masail must be eliminated before he can make a request to Lasma!

But this blow was not enough to kill Lasma, the first Bul-Kathos was very sure!

The three parties in this battle have not yet tried their best, but this poor world is almost unable to bear it!

Without too many rules, the world will only go to destruction faster!

The first ancestor and Lasma seem to have only two wills, but they are the power of three ancestors!

Everything about Vasily, who was tragically dismembered and did not even retain his will, is in these two guys!

Resurrection from the dead?

Pure life will never end when it cannot be integrated with death!

It's just that the first ancestor needs a better chance to revive!

No matter how powerful the barbarians after him are, how close they are to his position, or even exceed the upper limit of his power, he can't be satisfied!

He just wants his own body, not to appear in the world through a corpse!

On the other side!

The anger on Sonya's body began to burn!

The companions around him looked at it as if they were facing a great enemy!

Because the anger on Sonya's body is not bloody red, nor is it red-orange!

That represents the current gray of Masail!

"Get ready for battle!"

Karasim said somewhat unwillingly.

This state means that even the first generation of barbarians did not escape Masail's calculations.

Now Sonya's body has been integrated into the power of this arm, but she has also become a puppet in Masail's hands!

Death cannot be expelled, so Sonya is in danger!

With just one thought, Sonya will become a pile of debris under the power of death!

And now, it's not the worst time yet, so Karasim will not give up.

The stubbornness of the monks is better than those barbarians who never retreat!

"Has anyone seen Ozil?"

Li Min held a mana ball in her hand, and various complex rules kept spinning without any rules!

Li Min was not the master of these rules, but she used her knowledge to pry the rules and simulated all the rules she could see with mana!

Everyone had expectations for Li Min, because no one knew whether she would use mana to create a world.

But now, Li Min mentioned Ozil!

Because he had already felt the stench with a holy breath!

It was like rotten food was carefully cooked!

"I'm here!"

The rough voice that sounded like the devil's throat fumigated by sulfur came.

Behind him was a pair of light wings that were redder than the wings of Prius!

Holding a weapon like a cannon in his hand, his huge body appeared in the middle of several Nephalem!

He seemed to be fearless. I wonder what trump card he had to dare to appear in the middle of these Nephalem!

Perhaps he relied on the guy who mastered the power of death? And that guy was his boss?

"Then when do you plan to die? I will use your soul as feed. My little spider and toad think that children like you are only worthy of being nutrients."

Nazebo said with a smile.

A group of flying bats had appeared around him.

These little guys like Ozil's power, which is fire!

Fire bats are the product of soul transformation!

It is also the most destructive power among the powers that Nazebo controls!

"Death is decided by the great Masail! And your end has come!"

Ozil shouted loudly with enthusiasm!

This place will soon turn into a sea of ​​fire!

Ozil guaranteed it with his own status!

"Roar!"

Sonya raised her head suddenly and roared like a human voice!

The blue anger in the gray and white that lingered on her body finally saw a trace of red!

Sonya's skin turned red, and in the isolation of the strange light, it turned into purple like poisoning!

Then, the blood broke through the barrier of the skin and sprinkled a bloody rain here!

"Sonya!"

Vera shouted Sonya's name and raised the crossbow in her hand to Ozil!

Throwing a grenade by the way!

The crossbow made a sound of bowstring creaking, but the flying arrows became an endless barrage in an instant!

Multiple shots!

The arrows passed through Ozil's body, but avoided the positions of all his companions!

The grenade flew to Ozil's feet, and the moment it exploded, the battle began!

"I've wanted to do this for a long time!"

Ozil laughed and ignored the arrows on his body!

Because the multiple shots released by Vera, who had been deprived of the commandments, were no longer so deadly!

Ozil held the barrel in his hand and slammed it heavily on the ground!

All the Nephalem present were in a daze!

This was what Ozil prepared for Madoc. The last time he wanted to implement the principle of killing all demons, he was severely humiliated by Madoc, who was still alive, in front of the gate of the Holy Mountain!

The periodic dizziness made Ozil act like a sculpture, strangely stupid!

But now, he is ready.

It's a pity that Madoc died a long time ago.

But he was happy to use this power on Nephalem!

"Bulkeso! Protect! Me!"

Sonya widened her eyes, and the anger on her body broke out of the blockade of the power of death!

Her body changed in an instant, transforming into the rage of a berserker!

Her long hair turned snow-white, and her fangs burst out of her lips!

The horns on his forehead exude the aura of destruction!

The rage of the berserker and madness!

With the sword in her hand, she threw the Ancient Spear - Angry Throw at the back of Özil's neck!

The rope carrying the sharp awl penetrated Ozil's neck heavily, and then he threw it behind him!

Then there is the arrogant whirlwind!

The blood continued to spray with Sonya's movements, but it did not leave a certain range around her body!

On the contrary, it is like a blood-bathing ceremony full of ritual!

The cannon barrel in Ozil's hand is spraying flames, but he has no power to fight back!

All controls have no obvious effect on the Nephalem who have demonstrated the power of their bloodline!

Unless, that is an impenetrable wall!

"Possessed by all gods! Invincible!"

Karasim's figure swayed and appeared at the place where Özil was about to be sent!

He sat up with his legs crossed, and his whole body turned into a sculpture that was completely black but exuded divine brilliance!

Emmanuel enlightenment·Quicksand overturn!

"You have betrayed your duty, angel!"

Karasim's mouth still had that preaching tone, but the voices came from all directions!

Karasim's preaching seems reasonable!

Ozil instantly remembered the guy who kept preaching to him!

Seven attacks fell on Ozil in an instant!

Qixiangquan·Infinite Boxing Technique!

Ozil felt the power of explosions coming from his body, disintegrating his body bit by bit!

Just when he thought Karasim's Seven Phase Fist was about to end, he saw Seven Fantasy attacking him again!

It was only then that Ozil discovered that Karasim's fists were not wearing his usual pair of Dragon Soul gloves!

On the left hand is a big guy with the mouth of a lion!

But on the right hand, there is a glove like the head of a meteor hammer that looks more like a torture instrument than a weapon!

The Lion's Claw and the Fist of Az Turrask!

Qixiangquan will have seven more attacks!

And the most deadly Exploding Palm will become even more cruel than the fatal blow that Leiko unleashed after accumulating many charges!

The legendary suit on Karashim finally shows its original appearance!

Not that dark blue Yin Na's mantra!

It's the strategy of Ulena, who is pure white and exudes an icy aura!

And that deadly arrow wristband!

Exploding Palm·Death is imminent!

At this time, Ozil felt the breath of death, just like he had felt it from Malthael countless times before!

"Damn it! It's you!"

Li Min shouted loudly! Completely ignoring her usual calmness!

Xiansai Academy once had a fierce battle with Sky Temple!

And the name of the guy who made this battle decision at that time is something that no mage can forget!

"Vandaloni! You are actually reincarnated!"

Li Min roared and threw a black ball filled with endless attraction from his hand!

The target was Ozil, who was locked in mid-air by the ice and couldn't even move!

"The radiance of Eta leads me to victory!"

Karashim! The warrior monk from the Sky Temple!

The reincarnation of an ancient warrior monk!

His other name is!

Vandaloni!

It established the legend of monks’ fighting methods other than the boxing system!

The name of the monk means that those with high tranquility are destined to win!

Abandoning indisputability and becoming a symbol of victory!

"haven't seen you for a long time!"

A hoarse voice came!

A dead silence descended upon the ground!