"Very good, no reaction...I knew it."

After waiting for several minutes, no vision came, which made Tichondrius feel reassured. It quickly walked up the stairs. In front of it was a large platform suspended among the stars, with nothing on it.

things.

However, the moment Tichondrius stepped onto the platform, a tall figure, a black shadow nearly 30 meters high, stepped out of a ball of bursting flames, and the terrifying wave lingering on the black shadow

The momentum captured the demon lord in front of him in an instant. It was a scorching momentum like the eruption of a volcano of doomsday, and even demons with extremely high flame resistance could not bear it.

Tichondrius suddenly let out a scream like a woman. It tried to escape, but the heavy momentum pressed down on it like a ten thousand-foot mountain, making it unable to move.

It could only watch helplessly as the black figure raised his hands. At the moment when his hands were closed, a huge war sword that seemed to have been quenched in magma appeared above the black figure's head and was held in his hand. It was a strange sword.

The broken sword was broken at one third of the blade, but what stretched out from the blade was like a strange flame, burning the blade as if it were real.

Just staring at the battle sword, the Dread Lord felt his mind swaying, and the next moment, the battle sword whizzed down, with nowhere to hide and nowhere to escape. This sword locked Tichondrius to dodge.

In the space, a cold feeling emerged in its heart. No matter where it fled, this sword would strike it, destroying its soul.

"ah!"

At this moment of death, Tichondrius screamed and threw out the things he had hidden in the space, then hugged his head and huddled on the ground, his outstretched wings trembling like a chicken waiting to be slaughtered.

Same.

But the next moment, a sudden surge of blue light appeared in front of the Dread Lord. Tichondrius couldn't help but open his eyes. He looked up, and the burning sword as huge as a hill stopped in the distance.

Less than 3 meters away, the scorching sensation made it feel as if it had been thrown naked into the Doomsday volcano. However, it did not dare to let out even a groan.

In the air in front of it, the stone Hammer of Khaz'goroth floated up and down in the hot air, as if an invisible hand was holding it.

"interesting..."

A low voice sounded on this platform. After hearing the voice, the Dread Lord lay directly on the ground. It did not dare to raise its head again. It knew... The Dark Titan was alarmed, and the gods served by the Burning Legion came.

Already.
Chapter completed!