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Chapter 136 Return of the King

"who I am......"

“Where am I…”

"What am I doing..."

"...wait...who is that standing in front of me...Is a heavy armored warrior...Is he my enemy? But he is so strong, he should be the slaughter who dissociated the third-level seal...but what did I do...I, I knocked him to the sky, and then...grabbed his legs...teared him in half...Why...Why did I become so powerful...Is it because of...that mask..."

At this time, Geron felt calm and had no emotional ups and downs. He could see the images of the battle, hear the sound of crying and screaming, smell the blood and smoke, and feel the warmth of blood splashing on his body. He knew that he was fighting now, and his opponent was still a well-trained and well-equipped legion. Faced with such a powerful opponent, he was even gaining the upper hand... But what was going on? Geron felt like he was possessed by his soul, observing himself from an outsider's perspective.

Everything was abnormal, as if it started with the mask he brought...

That one, he has been on his body for a long time, and there is nothing special about it.

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In the tropical rainforest of Haishiwan, many primitive tribal civilizations like to use this voodoo mask made of hardwood or bone carvings, decorated with a little bright feather, and finally painted by tribal shamans or witch doctors. Although from the perspective of human magicians and magicians, this kind of rough craftsmanship without any aesthetic sense does not attach any useful magic elements to the user. It will not enhance and amplify the user at all, but the tribal nations believe that voodoo masks will bring themselves precious luck and the courage to be fearless in battle. Injury... These ugly and terrifying masks can also intimidate their opponents.

The mask in Geron's hand seemed to be nothing special. Except for the two poisonous fangs made by the small half-man Mayalta Thunder Trampling, and suspected to be inlaid with the beautiful snake spirit, the rest are no different from ordinary voodoo masks. However, after Geron put on the mask, he only felt a huge force suddenly filling his body. The blood power from the ancient demigod Goruer in his body burst out instantly. The most important thing is... that long-lost sense of physical comfort. At this moment, Geron knew that he had finally changed back to his true posture... a "black-handed ogre".

Although he said that, there was no mirror on the battlefield. So Goron could not see that he was now, which was actually more than 100,800 miles away from the original ogre posture. Moreover, in the eyes of others, the monster in front of him did not look like an ogre, but was simply a bloodthirsty beast and a white demon that rushed out of the gate of hell.

*******

The monster roared, tearing the vivid * in front of me into pieces like confetti leaves. Even the most powerful warrior, leader, and the heavy armored warrior, Squadron Captain Weishall, personally met. In the end, he was hit by the pale giant with an elbow and then grabbed his legs and tore them in half... The scene was instantly killed.

You should know that the armor on Captain Weishall is two inches thick. The heavy armor made of two inches of Motro steel is difficult to crush even the dwarf cannons from the front. In previous battles, Vishall was like a moving city wall, and the rain of guns and arrows looked like air, which made people feel inexplicably safe. Not long ago, when the evil ogres were bombarding them with portable cannons that they had never seen before, they once beat them up so hard that they could not raise their heads. As a result, Captain Weishall, with the elite of heavy infantry regiments, held three-layer tower shields, step by step, and pushed them step by step, and kept exhausting the opponent's ammunition reserves before opening the battle. But now, this super warrior who was invincible and disbanded the third-level seal like a god of war, was torn apart by bare hands in front of them like a turkey at the carnival...

The army mage Mister in the black-robed man army was honorably promoted to the highest leader of this army after the death of Vishall. But he was not happy at all. The monster was clearly coming for them. This guy ignored the huge target of the ogre who was close to him, but specifically attacked his own people. Although he was a little at a loss when he saw the evil and ugly ogres and the dirty prostitutes/girls were at a loss about the appearance of this monster, no matter how stupid these guys who had been forced into a desperate situation by him, they should not take the initiative to attack the monster. This time the action was secret.

And it is important, and it is absolutely not to be misunderstood. Thinking of the adult's bad temper and cruel determination toward the incompetent and losers, Mister gritted his teeth and took out a sheepskin scroll with gold edges from his arms. His face showed a reluctance again, but in the end he gritted his teeth and chanted the activation spell. The magician tore the scroll in his hand. The next moment, a strong sense of oppression suddenly came from the sky. A meteorite with a diameter of five meters and a burning golden flame passed through the space wall that was distorted by magic, and smashed it down towards the pale giant...

Although the pale giant transformed into Goron was like a crazy beast that had lost his mind, he was extremely sensitive to crisis. He immediately discovered the threat from the sky, and then flashed sideways at an indescribable speed.

Although the flame meteor exploded a cloud of mushrooms dozens of meters high on the ground, and the gravel scattered like shells, and many black-robed warriors who were too close were beaten to the point of blood, but for the pale giants with steel bars, copper and iron bones, as long as they were not directly hit by the huge flame meteorite, such a blow could be completely ignored.

Seeing this scene, the magician Mister, who had exhausted all his magic power and was so weak that he could not stand up, showed a cruel and smug smile: "Do you think...the fifth-level magic that I could launch at a huge price, is the 'Hell Fire God' that simple? The white monster, let you experience what despair and horror are in a while!"

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Facing the smoke and dust that completely blocked their sight, the pale giant did not relax and carelessly, but instead bowed his body like a great enemy. He was waiting for the battle, and heavy footsteps came from the thick smoke. Every time he heard the earth was trembling. The golden light appeared in the thick smoke and dust, and a huge human figure was vaguely seen approaching.

A gust of sea breeze blew by, taking away all the smoke and dust, and finally completely exposed the huge figure.

A Hell Fire God Soldier who was burning with flames...

The flame meteor summoned by the magician Mister just now is not the third-level fire attack magic "fire meteor", but the fifth-level earth-fire dual-type attack summoning compound magic magic - "Hell Fire God Soldier". After the huge flame meteorite lands, it will directly transform into a rock puppet giant burning with flames and continue to destroy the magician's enemy. The puppet giant burning with magic flames has an almost immune super resistance to all other magics. Faced with this rock puppet that is more than five meters high, the role of physical attack can play is very limited. It can be said that in addition to speed and attack range, the Hell Fire God Soldier is almost an invincible existence. Even if it faces the "Fifth-level War King", if it happens to be restrained, it is not completely unlucky.

The killer weapon at the bottom of the box is actually this real fifth-level magic. The origin and identity range of this great magician has been greatly reduced again. The fifth-level magic scroll has already belonged to the national strategic reserve resource. Each fifth-level scroll is registered in the Royal Magic Guild. Not to mention the price, any private transaction and public use is illegal.

In any case, after using the trump card, the magician Mister no longer cared about the result of this battle. After crushing the pale giant, the remaining summoning time was enough for it to completely smash the last defensive line of the haunted gold mine. The ogres who had exhausted artillery ammunition had no resistance to the Hell Fire Soldier. As for those trash prostitutes/girls, they would be directly roasted into mummies by the hellfire radiation within five meters of the divine weapon.

So, when Mister saw the next scene, he instantly fell into a state of loss of mind, and it was completely unhealthy...

Facing the Hell Fire God Soldier that was much higher than himself, the pale giant suddenly roared to the sky, his mouth wide open, as if sucking something, and then an incredible scene happened... The burning flame on the Hell Fire God Soldier was actually sucked into his mouth in one mouth, and without the protection of the flames, the Hell Fire God Soldier was just a dark rock puppet.

After swallowing a large amount of magic flames, the pale giant seemed to be very satisfied, stretched his limbs and screamed loudly again, and his body gradually grew larger by the screams. His body, which was originally three or four meters high, grew to more than seven meters high after a moment, just like the legendary Bezombie beast, completely suppressing the Hell Fire God Soldier who had lost the flame in its body shape.

After becoming a real giant, the rest of the scene was no longer suspense. The pale giant used his fist to smash the rock puppet in front of him into a ground gravel that was the largest or even the size of his fist.

The magician's mouth was tilted, and his saliva was flowing out unconsciously. He didn't even need to shout the order of "retreat". The people in the black robes who were already destined to run away. Finally, his personal bodyguard did not forget his boss, and he picked him up, and disappeared from the battlefield in a blink of an eye...

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"What did you say? The enemy retreated!"

In the basement of the haunted gold mine, the big boss of the old street, Cassandra and the goblin merchant Takin Hillman could hardly believe their ears. Under their urging, the hot girl panted in muddy and blood, then she recovered and continued: "Yes, that's right, just when we couldn't hold on, a terrible white demon suddenly appeared on the battlefield. He was as tall as a giant, stronger than those ogres. He drove away all his enemies alone, no, scared away~~~!"

The big boss and the goblin businessman looked at each other. The two of them, who had been working together for a while, instantly read from each other's eyes that both sides knew nothing about this so-called "white demon".

"How is that giant now? Is he gone? Is there anyone who attacks us?"

Faced with the big boss's problems, the old street girl's face suddenly became very strange. After a while, she replied: "The white giant seemed to be exhausted and unconscious after driving away the enemy. She is now being guarded by ogres. And..."

"And what's wrong?"
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