Nonsense way to save yourself”

"He is wrong! Kil'jaeden, we will prove it!"

Tyrion whispered:

"Ashes can indeed breed hope, but the way he executed it was wrong."

"Haha, whatever you think."

The great devil stretched his soul and was ready to accept the coming of rest. He said:

"I still don't think there are creatures in these stars that can stop the Dark Titan's will. Even though you have achieved unprecedented feats, even though you have defeated the Legion's invasion three times, our existence and the fear and annihilation brought by the Dark Titan

Compared to that, it’s not worth mentioning at all.”

"But since you are so confident, then maybe I should bless you?"

Kil'jaeden's voice was filled with undisguised ridicule and sarcasm. He closed his eyes and said:

"Come on, kill me! Give me my final rest! Then bury me in Mac'Aree"

"The story of Kil'jaeden the Deceiver is over"

"Shua"

But the high lord did not kill him. On the contrary, with a flick of his finger, Kil'jaeden's remnant soul was thrown into the darkness in front of him, where stood a silent Knight of Scourge.

Velen changed into a new set of armor.

It's still the classic black, with the helmet full of black spikes, and the cloak covering the body on the back. He stands quietly in the darkness, like a sculpture, and behind him, he carries a handful of blood.

The red war scythe is decorated with a demon skull. This heavy steel war scythe is shaped into an exaggerated shape. The layers of metal that fit together give the weapon visible lethality.

At the end of the war scythe, there is also a piece of elite blood stone, and under the stone, there are sharp bone spurs fastened by chains.

It is worth noting that at the core of the war scythe, the skull filled with a halo of blood is the processed skull of the Deceiver.

"I've got something for you, Viren."

The great lord waved his hand:

"Have fun with this dishonest guy! He thought he could hide it from me. He thought I didn't know what kind of creature was hidden in Mac'Aree's Archon's Seat. A god of the void who devours all things, haha

."

"Tyrion! You promised to give me rest!"

The deceiver's shrill scream sounded in the darkness, like an innocent soul seeking his life:

"You promised me! You bitch! Liar! You shameless bitch! Curse you, I curse you!!"

"I promised you, poor Kil'jaeden, but Velen did not promise you."

Tyrion watched Velen's figure disappear into the darkness. He crossed his arms and walked to the edge of the dark temple platform, looking at the twinkling stars in the sky. A sharp light danced in his eyes.

The legion has been routed

Next, it’s time to deal with the threat of the Dark Pantheon, and then, the final battle.

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"Velan, listen to me, you don't have to do this!"

In the dim passage of the Black Temple, Kil'jaeden's voice echoed in the hearts of the silent Scourge Knights. The great demon persuaded his former brother that he had already "died" once in the hands of Velen, and he knew that he

How "cruel" this brother is now.

"I know I'm sorry for you, I know I've done a lot of wrong things, I don't dare to ask for your forgiveness, I just want to say, give me a break, Viren, my brother, I just want a complete end!"

Faced with the deceiver's plea, the Scourge Knight lowered his head, a ray of light flashed in his blue eyes, and he stroked Kil'jaeden's remnant soul with his fingers, without any emotion, using a creepy expression.

, said softly with a numb scalp:

"It's all over, my brother Kil'jaeden, it's all over"

"From now on, we will never be separated again."
Chapter completed!