"What's going on?" Carter lay on the ground, gasping for breath. She was fighting with the enemy here, but no one was her enemy, but many ants bite the elephant to death. The number of the Zitari people was too large, and she was exhausted.

She thought she would die here in battle, but she did not regret it. At least she would not see that person sacrificed her life for the world again, but she could do nothing for the world. At least she would not have to look at that person anymore and do everything for the world. And she could not give him anything except a kiss. This might be a good ending.

But perhaps this is a joke made by God. Some people don’t want to die, but they disappear in a flash. Some people have clearly realized the idea of ​​death, but they can’t even die even if they drink a ton of Lulu and Lu milk powder. The yellow lightning that fell from the sky like a miracle killed all nearby enemies. Carter knew that he didn’t have to die.

"Is this the real power of that person? It's so powerful that it makes people feel desperate." Dotty hid in a certain floor, watching the Zitaris who were rampant in New York falling from the sky like dust, but he felt confused.

"It seems that she has found a good boss." Dotty knew who did all this. Although she knew that the person was different, she never expected that the person would be so powerful, which made her truly realize that "this boss seems to be unable to betray him."

Hand of Death is indeed well-known as the Polluter Archmond's unique skill. Although he cannot exert the full power of this spell with his own strength just like him, Evanson only consumed the incomplete souls of the Dead Chitari people and performed a low-end imitation, and achieved terrible results.

He almost cleared the other Swiss people who invaded New York, and only some miscellaneous fish left to survive, but as long as the portal was closed and the source of their invasion was cut off, these miscellaneous people were harmless.

"The withering of life is so beautiful, I never knew they are so colorful." Evanson looked at his masterpiece excitedly, as if he was a little obsessed.

"Well, you're doing well, you're very powerful." Thor looked at the other Swiss army that almost left him helpless, falling from the air like dumplings. He had to admit that he had underestimated this spellcaster before, which was far stronger than he thought.

However, the arrogant hammer that is not weaker than a human being in his life, added another sentence, "But if I prepare for such a long time, I can do this."

But Evanson seemed to have not heard it, holding Usalus tightly with his right hand, "This...I...my power should have been like this long ago, this is the power I should have...power..."

"What did you say?" Thor asked, not that he hadn't heard it, mainly because what Evanson had just spoken was a language he had never heard of, the Demonic.

"What's wrong with you? Man?" Seeing Evanson's absent-minded look, Thor patted his shoulder from behind.

"Ahhh!" Evanson let out a barbaric roar like a husky stomped on his tail. "Well...ahhhhh!"

But this moment only scared Thor, but Evanson made a painful sound.

The runes on his arm suddenly became bright, making a hissing sound, and brought a few wisps of blue smoke. Thor, who was not sure, had his first reaction when he saw this scene, was, well, there was still a handful of cumin.

"Zaozi, why don't I know when you have such a powerful force!"

"Stop thinking! Is this kind of power possible?!"

"You are so embarrassing now!"

"We don't want to have a collaborator like you who is overestimating your abilities!"

"Let Usalus go down! You idiot!" × 2

Ereda's Gemini's voice suddenly rang in Evanson's mind.

"Ah..." Although there was a burning pain in both arms, Evanson still held Usalus tightly and refused to let go. "Damn the slut! Are you scared? Fear the power I have? Hum, it's abominable! One day I will do you steadily!"

"Oh? Then we are really looking forward to it."

"But we hope that the day is you, not the Walking Dead under the control of some weapon."

The Void Legacy Nightclub. Although the entire New York was bombed in a mess, this place was strangely not damaged. After all, it was the territory of Ereda Gemini. How could they not strengthen their defense here? They had already set up sixty or seventy secret defensive barriers here. Not to mention the attacks of the mere Chitari people, it is not a big problem to resist the nuclear explosion.

"That boy's condition is a little bit wrong." When Evanson was about to release the Dark of Thousand Souls, Aures said with some concern.

"Yes... the spells he used are getting more and more advanced." Saloras narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth and said, "Idiot! After so long, hasn't he figured out how Usalus seduced others!"

"He is too timid and doesn't even communicate. How could he know Usalus's technique?" Aurece said indifferently, but her hands were not slow. In the nightclub, they had their own private room. Aurece grabbed a copper-yellow disc in the room and turned it. The fiery red magic patterns appeared on it and were transmitted to the top of the room.

"I really don't know who this guy learned the magic magic from!" Saloras curled his lips. "Although he laid the foundation so firmly, he has no idea about the taboos of using magical tools."

She grabbed another brass-yellow disc in the room, and dark energy flowed in it. "Don't he know that Usalus's arrogant person never took the initiative to ask for help."

"Fortunately, we have the mark on the ground in advance and are ready to start countermeasures."

The method of the fearful witch Usalus never drives people crazy by relying on the scattered thoughts in her ears. She would tell people her purpose openly at the beginning.

It doesn't matter if she doesn't agree. She doesn't care at all, nor will she spend too much effort to seduce her. Because he has already gained insight into human nature, the power he holds in his hand is not so easy to let go!

When you see the scenery on the top of the mountain, you will be obsessed with it and are unwilling to just stay at the foot of the mountain. When you think you have mastered the power that can overturn the world, can you still let it go without any nostalgia?

Obviously impossible, this is the terrible thing about Usalus. She didn't care to lend her powers, because she knew that these powers were enough to make the warlocks obsessed with them, reluctant to let go, and then kneeled at her feet and begged to be her servant, which was a open and open plot.

"He usually uses that hand? Do you remember?" Saloras smiled slightly and looked at his sister.
Chapter completed!