He was irritated, and the demon's power easily suppressed Leotheras's reason. He swayed for several seconds like he was drunk, and then suddenly burst out. The moon blade flew up and down. Before the sea giant understood what was going on, a huge cross was cut out from his chest.

The flesh and blood on the wound was corroded by evil energy, so painful that he couldn't help but yell.

"Stinky elf! I want to smash your head!"

"Idiot, I want you to die!"

One is irritable and the other is crazy. Although there is a considerable gap in size between the two sides, the devil controls the body of the blind Leotheras. Under the indoctrination of evil energy, even if he fights with the sea giant, he does not fall into a disadvantage.

The number of sea giants in Azeroth is very small. As Titan Creator, they also suffered from the erosion of flesh and blood curse, but their lifespan is longer. From the perspective of life level, they are much slower than humans and dwarves.

The only remaining sea giants now live in the deep sea, and some of them are willing to serve Naga, and Mologri. The tide-stealer is the best.

Faced with the provocation of blind-eyed Leotheras, he raised his fist and began to fight without saying a word.

As he roared, the fishman, whose clan name was trampling on the tide, rushed out of the caves everywhere and fought for his master.

For a moment, there were fishmen shouting from all directions.

God is annoyed! Although there is no such word in the devil's words, Leothras and the demons in his body have similar feelings. The fishman is so annoyed, kill! Kill them all!

Leotheras's demon hunter promotion ceremony failed. He did not successfully control the demon. Although he was not dead, he could only stay awake for a short time in the day. It would be no difference if he was dead.

This ceremony was torture to him, and it was not a wonderful journey for the demons in his body. The devils like to do the most now is to torture their hosts. Although they are symbiotic, they are tired of each other and want each other to die quickly!

"Trump! Maggots! Death for me! Death!" Leoseras waved the moon blade irritably, desperately venting the evil energy accumulated in his body.

He was like performing a graceful dance, with the moon blade flying up and down, and the fishmen on the Chao clan fell down in pieces, but this violence completely angered the sea giant.

The fishman is looking for food for him, and he provides shelter for the fishman. What should he do if the fishman dies and suffers too many casualties?

"Stinky elf! I want to crush your flesh and drink your blood!" He tried to catch Leoseras indiscriminately like a giant mountain.

At this time, Leothras had been affected by a large number of killings. His level of demonization became deeper and deeper, reflected in the fact that his body was pitch black all over, with bat-like wings growing on his back, and two goat-like horns appeared on his forehead.

He jumped to one side as fast as lightning. The extremely sharp moon blade slashed the sea giant's calf. Then he made a clever mistake, slashed the outside of the sea giant's knee joint, stepped on the sea giant's back waist with one foot, jumped up with force, and stabbed the shoulder close to the neck.

He wanted to pull out the moon blade, but he didn't twitch after thrusting twice.

The sea giant endured the severe pain and clamped the moon blade with his muscles, then rushed towards the rock wall with his back.

Even though Leotheras has been demonized, his physical foundation is still a blood elf. He is in a loss when he fights with the six-meter-high sea giant.

With a loud "boom", half of the Viper Temple was alarmed. Many Nagas knew the characteristics of these two monsters and chose to turn a blind eye very wisely.

The sea giant took advantage of the time when Leotheras was spitting blood wildly, touched the back of his neck like a fly, and grabbed the blood elf demon hunter in front of him. He glanced at him ferociously, and then used his palms to force him to pinch this guy into a meat pie.

The huge force acted on the bones of the blood elf demon hunter. The severe pain escalated Leoseras's anger. At some point, his mental power finally reached the level of controlling the demons in his body. His whole body was restrained. He subconsciously shot a dark green eye edge at the sea giant.

This eye edge contained all the demonic power in his body. It was amazingly powerful and very close. It shattered the sea giant's head with just one blow, and Leoseras's life also came to an end. His body was completely crushed by the sea giant. His black bones and flesh that exuded a fishy smell were scattered all over the ground. The completely demonized head lost its luster. The last scene in his sight was a fishman hiding behind the rock. This fishman looked familiar?

Leoseras was dead. The sea giant's vitality was much stronger than his, but his head was blown away by the eyebrows. No matter how strong the vitality was, it was useless. As the headless corpse fell to the ground, the sea giant also died.

"Wowa?" The cookie hiding in the distance holding a rolling pin was surprised and excited.

Both powerful enemies were dead. If he didn't pick up the spoils at this time, he felt that he was sorry for Vanessa's teaching for so long.

In front of the demon hunter and the sea giant, he is just a waste, but facing those ordinary fishmen, he is too strong!

After two strokes, he killed all the fishman survivors of the Tide Clan. He checked the corpse of the sea giant, followed the method Vanessa taught him to look around, and shook his head with regret. There was nothing good on this guy!

He soon came to the side of Leoseras's body to check. If nothing else was said, the pair of Moon Blades were good things. If you didn't say anything, take it away!

He lowered his head and picked up the moon blade. Suddenly, a black unknown object suddenly touched him and penetrated into his skin.

Well? Cookie didn't notice any abnormality at first, so she struggled to pick up the moon blade and staggered for three steps when he fell to the ground with a snap.

Feeling uncomfortable! His whole body was as painful as fire. He felt as if he was stepping on a burning land, his eyes were even more painful as needles. There was another word in his heart that seemed to make him look for what power? Joke, what power does he need as a chef? What is wrong with him?

He blocked information about power and darkness, and he wanted to be his own chef and cook for the lady.

Although the lady hadn't eaten it several times, he knew that the lady did not regard him as a monster or a slave, nor did she discriminate against the fishman race. On the contrary, she had a lot of fun with them, which was something that the master had not done before.

Everyone in the Brotherhood had already changed their words to call His Highness, and the fat ogres and fat man called His Highness one by one, and only he stubbornly called Miss.

I must have been food poisoning! His simple way of thinking really can't think of too many solutions.
Chapter completed!