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Zhang Jue's whole body was entangled by the tentacles protruding from the ground. Nadox thought he had a chance to win, but he didn't know that Zhang Jue had already entered his own different space.

Just when Nadox was about to help Yan, Zhang Jue's long black knife rested on his neck.

"You tentacle monster, where do you want to go?"

A joking voice came.

Nadox turned his head slowly, only to see Zhang Jue standing behind him neatly, unharmed.

And those tentacles of his had already been hacked to pieces by Zhang Jue.

Nadox's pupils dilated slightly, and he found that he had miscalculated Zhang Jue's strength.

He knew that Zhang Jue was difficult to deal with, but he didn't expect it to be so strong.

"Hell Tentacle" is already a very advanced witchcraft, even this can't kill Zhang Jue.

He couldn't help but have a little doubt about his own strength, and more, he was afraid of Zhang Jue.

How could he be afraid of a human being? This was simply impossible to happen before.

The light in the distance was getting brighter and brighter, and he had to hurry to Lord Yaen's side.

The color of the sky and the earth changed around the altar, presumably the forbidden spell was about to be activated, and Zhang Jue also looked there.

Nadox saw the right moment, blocked Zhang Jue's long knife with his scepter, and distanced himself from Zhang Jue.

"Zhang Jue, you forced me!" He said viciously.

This time, he placed the scepter in his hand horizontally in front of him, and the scepter was suspended in the air, as if there was some mysterious force dragging it.

Nadox knew very well that if he continued to fight Zhang Jue, even if he fought till dawn, there would be no result.

Must be one hit to kill.

Nadox made a strange gesture with his hands, probably trying to use a trick.

"Die, Zhang—er—"

Nadox was halfway through his words,

I just felt a chill in my chest.

He looked down and saw that Zhang Jue's long knife had pierced his heart.

Zhang Jue slowly inserted the knife into Nadox's chest in a squatting position.

Seeing Nadox looking at himself, he waved his hands impatiently: "You magicians are really too wordy."

It takes time for a mage to chant spells, which is unavoidable.

As a high-level warlock, Nadox's reading time is greatly shortened, and he can even cast some low-level magic instantly.

But those ordinary spells were impossible to kill Zhang Jue.

So Nadox could only take the risk and use high-level witchcraft.

But he was not without precautions. The reason why he had been dealing with Zhang Jue for so long was to find out Zhang Jue's speed and moves.

The "Hell Tentacle" successfully entangled Zhang Jue. Although Zhang Jue didn't know why he escaped, he thought he had mastered Zhang Jue's limit.

The move he is about to use is more powerful than the tentacles of hell, but the casting time is slightly shorter.

If Zhang Jue is still at the same speed as before, he will suffer a big loss this time.

But he misestimated Zhang Jue's strength, and it could be said that he misestimated Zhang Jue's shamelessness.

He was testing Zhang Jue, and Zhang Jue was testing him.

He thought that Zhang Jue had mastered Zhang Jue's rules of action, and Zhang Jue did it on purpose.

So when Nadox was full of confidence and was about to use his big moves to end the battle, it was also when he showed his flaws.

Zhang Jue's speed instantly increased to more than twice that of before, and a knife pierced through Nadox's chest.

"How can it be……"

Nadox looked at Zhang Jue, and he found that there seemed to be some strange patterns below Zhang Jue's neck, which did not exist before.

In order to guarantee a one-hit kill, Zhang Jue raised his body to the second state.

A knife stabbed Nadox in the heart, but he did not die. Even if these Sarkic monsters were beheaded, they would not die immediately.

Zhang Jue didn't intend to give him a chance to make a comeback, so he drew out his knife, swiped a few times, and cut off his hands, and the scepter was cut into several sections.

The heart was stabbed and both hands were severed, but Nadox still did not die.

The tenacity of the Sarkic sect's people's ability to survive is completely unmatched by other sects.

This also explains why its followers are so numerous.

After all, who wouldn't want to live forever.

"Zhang Jue..." At this time, Nadox had accepted the fact of failure, but he didn't show much frustration, "As long as Lord Yaen is here, you will never be able to really kill me..."

"That may disappoint you." Zhang Jue said, "Because I came here to witness his death."

As he spoke, Zhang Jue chopped off Nadox's head.

no blood.

After Nadox's body was separated, his whole body withered and aged rapidly, and finally turned into a red smoke and disappeared into the night sky.

Of the four Sarkic saints, the second one has gone.

After successfully beheading Nadox, Zhang Jue didn't relax much, but looked into the distance.

As Nadox said, if Ian is not dead, everything is useless.

And then, Zhang Jue was fortunate to see powerful magic for the first time in his life.

He had seen a video of a nuclear bomb going off on the Internet.

Compared with the forbidden spell cast by Alfred, I am afraid it is not much worse.

Some people may have doubts.

Since none of the four nuclear bombs can kill him, Yaen has become a god.

Why is the GOC still sending Alfred on this god killing mission.

In fact, the reason is very simple.

Because the nuclear bomb is a range strike, the damage is not concentrated, and the forbidden spell cast by Alfred is aimed at Ian alone.

Concentrate the power of the explosion of a nuclear bomb on one point.

Even Zhang Jue would probably be blown up to nothing.

...

At this moment, after a long time of casting spells, Alfred is ready.

His voice sounded from the night sky like a thunderbolt.

"Forbidden Curse—Aurora Judgment—Launch!!"

As soon as his words fell, the magic staff in his hand suddenly emitted a radiant light.

These rays of light did not scatter away, but turned into arrows, suspended in the air, and surrounded Yaen who was sitting on the altar.

Thousands of light vectors are suspended in the air, forming a hemisphere.

And the center of the ball is Yan, who has not yet recovered his strength.

Yan looked up, snorted coldly, and closed his eyes slowly, as if he was very confident in his own strength.

Seeing this scene, Alfred had a bad feeling.

But the arrow was on the string and had to be fired. This blow that bet on everyone's life had to kill Yan.

Alfred yelled.

All light arrows galloped towards Yan almost at the same time.

In One Piece, the general Huang Yuan once asked others, have you ever been kicked at the speed of light?

Yaen has not been kicked at the speed of light, but he has been shot with an arrow made of light, and there is no way to avoid it, ten thousand arrows piercing his heart.

Countless light arrows were continuously inserted into Ion's body, and he became a "light hedgehog" in an instant, with no dead ends at 360 degrees.

It's not over yet.

After the first round of light arrows is shot, the second round of light arrows appears.

Without any pause, all shot at Ian again.

Yaen's whole body was covered with light arrows, and his body could no longer be seen, only a "ball of light" could be seen.

It's not over yet.

Then came the third and fourth rounds.

Light arrows kept appearing, and then shot at Ion.

This kind of near-saturation attack is so dense that it is even more outrageous than machine gun fire.

But Alfred dared not stop.

If you want to kill God, you must have the determination and courage to break the boat and win with one blow.

Until the fifth round of light arrows was shot, Alfred and his guards finally exhausted their magic.

At this moment, tiny cracks appeared on his staff.

Alfred looked at Ian who was suspended in the air and was full of light arrows, and clenched his hands hard.

His staff shattered inch by inch, and with a bang, it turned into debris all over the sky.

And the light arrows inserted into Yan's body also exploded at the same time.

There was no sound, let alone shock waves.

Mitsuya's explosion was completely silent.

But the destructive power of each root is enough to evaporate a building the size of a football field.

And thousands of roots are superimposed together.

Even if the other party is a god, he still has to pay the price!

The explosion of Mitsuya was completed in an instant.

The splendor is only for a moment.

Moments later, dots of light fell from the sky.

There is nothing on the altar.

"Success...is it successful?"

said a magician.

Everyone looked around.

As far as the eyes could see, Ian's shadow was no longer visible.

"It worked! We made it!"

Another magician yelled out.

Yarn ascended the gods, when they were entrusted with this task, they already had the will to die.

After all, not everyone is like Zhang Jue, who puts killing gods on his lips all day long, as easy as eating and drinking.

Ever since they came to Alcada City, they never thought that the mission would be so smooth.

Along the way, they didn't encounter any decent resistance, and they easily approached Yan's real body.

And Yaen, because of his weakness, did not fight back—not even run away.

Everyone is a little unbelievable.

After a while, everyone hugged each other and wept with joy.

When a person regards death as home, he probably doesn't think so much.

However, once there is hope of life, all emotions are released.

Even Alfred was relieved.

His mind suddenly relaxed, and he slumped on the ground all of a sudden, feeling tightness in his chest, and vomited a big mouthful of blood.

"teacher!"

"headmaster!"

Several young magicians noticed his abnormality and immediately ran over to help him up.

Alfred waved his hand, signaling them not to worry.

He devoted all his cultivation to this forbidden curse.

At this moment, the magic power in his body was almost completely empty.

The functions of the body are not maintained by magic power, and backlash occurs instantly.

Even if he doesn't die now, probably, he doesn't have a few years to live.

But it doesn't matter, he thinks it's worth it to be able to contribute to mankind at the end of his life.

So he smiled at the disciples and grandchildren beside him, and was about to speak.

in the sky.

A slightly mocking voice sounded.

"Why, the so-called magister only has this strength?"

Hearing the sound, everyone raised their heads in horror.

I saw Yan suspended in the air, looking at them from a high position.

It's like watching a group of ants.

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