The pure nothingness, the ultimate pure darkness that seemed to be able to swallow all matter, opened her eyes.

It was said that she would definitely not fight such a strong enemy. It would be different if she could win or not. This thing is too much of a mental pollution to the body.

Even if she has reached the Great Druid, reached the mortal, and has the power of Titans to assist, she does not want to fight against such an enemy head-on.

Several guardians often call her mortals, which of course there is also a benefit, that is, they don’t treat her as a dish at all, and they don’t regard her as a combatant at all.

Mimierron drove his own battle platform, accompanied by a loud rumbling sound and a burst of black smoke, and met General Vizakhs the Faceless.

He is very smart in dealing with you. He doesn't fight in close combat with you, and uses missiles and lasers to clean the floor.

No matter how strong your corrosion ability is, you cannot corrode the flying missiles in such a short time, right?

Freya watched for a while, and then found that Mimieron was defeated by the Faceless General, and she also took out a cane staff and cast a spell to help.

Several huge flame giants, Ignis and Volcan, led a large group of steel dwarves into the Lightning Hall. They held iron rods and attacked the Frost Giant under Hodir's men frantically.

Huh? Flame Giant? This thing seems to be destined to me!

Vanessa was about to go up to fight the flame giant, but several shadow arrows in the slant blocked her path.

Hodil roared and stood with the two headed flame giants, while Vanessa looked to the side.

A group of humanoid creatures in black robes came out of the darkness.

Their identities are extremely complex, including humans, orcs, and taurens. Vanessa actually saw two forgotten people who glared at her.

"Twilight Believers?" She looked at the enemies.

The other party seemed to have entered Odur earlier than her, and several believers' bodies have begun to deform, which is not something that can be caused in just a few days.

"Haha, His Highness Minaihill, I really didn't expect to see an old acquaintance and old friend in such a faraway place." The elegant-looking middle-aged priest walked out of the crowd. His robe and crown were still gorgeous, but at this time he was shrouded in a faint black mist, which seemed a little inconsistent.

Vanessa looked up and saw that the two sides had seen each other several times, but they were not familiar with each other: "Bithol Fatheon, why are you not assisting Archbishop Benedictus in your Cathedral of Holy Light? What are you doing when you come to Northrend all the way?"

Several traps were set in her words. If the other party directly reveals the Archbishop's true identity, the subsequent matters will be easier.

Unfortunately, I don’t know if it was the Archbishop who was hiding deeply, but Bishop Fatheon didn’t know whether it was the other party who saw through Vanessa’s intention.

Bishop Fatheon avoided talking about the Archbishop, and he smiled sinisterly: "Your Highness's behavior has hindered the process of the world's nothingness. I originally thought we would become friends, but it's a pity that you must die here today!"

A black cyclone suddenly appeared between his palms, and countless tentacles surging inside. During the two breaths, the cyclone seemed to be given life. A huge black hand that was a hundred meters long suddenly grabbed Vanessa.
Chapter completed!