Bjorn's eyes immediately became firm.

"Yes, this is not my eldest brother." He said, "Brother is dead. Even if he becomes a lonely ghost, he will never appear in Aztland."

The magic power condensed at the tip of his spear. At the same time, Amy exerted Aphrodite's protection to the extreme, hoping to temporarily make Ivar a little divine. I don't know if it was Amy's magic effect or Bjorn's decision that was surprising, but Ivar was slightly stunned. In this moment, Bjorn had already smashed the gathered magic power at Ivar!

However, the fiery magic power seemed like a cool breeze in front of Ivar. He did not dodge or avoid, and even used his body to take the attack that was enough to break the city wall.

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Ivar's mouth.

"Do you know why I don't dodge? Because, Bjorn, you are attacking me. Do you know why I am not fighting back? Because, Bjorn, you are attacking me. The only person I hate is my father. Now, my father is dead, Sigged is dead, and Hafdan is dead, Bjorn, you are my only relative."

"But I don't think you are my elder brother!"

The second magic power gathered at the tip of Bjorn's spear, and its surging magic power was even more powerful than before. Amy had bitten her teeth and mobilized her energy to the limit. She realized that Bjorn's attack seemed to be unable to hurt Ivar, and she had made up her mind to use Aphrodite's protection as the main counterattack. As long as Ivar could leave the door of the temple, the few staff members who had already dispersed would have the opportunity to escape from the temple.

Bjorn swung his magic power toward Ivar again. As Ivar was under attack, Amy's voice sounded softly: "Come on, let go of your guard and come here."

The voice was three-point tenderness and seven-point charm. Even Sitramina, who was beside her, felt a slight bone when she heard the sound. But Ivar was still standing quietly at the door, not dodging Bjorn's attack, nor moving because of Amy's magic.

When the heat waves dissipated, he stared at Bjorn and said lightly:

"Bjorn, I've given you twice. Human patience has its limit. If you continue to attack me, even if you are my younger brother, I will start to fight back."

But Bjorn launched a third attack on Ivar without hesitation. The two previous attacks had exhausted him. The momentum of this third attack was obviously much weaker, and naturally he could not cause any damage to Ivar. But he knew that if he did not repel the person in front of him, they would not be able to leave the temple alive today.

After the heat wave dissipated, they were greeted by Ivar's silence.

"Bjorn, I have to praise you, my courage is commendable," he said, "You have never lacked courage. This is your weakness, your strength, your motivation, and your strength. Now, you have attacked me three times, but I still don't want to hurt you. I am your elder brother, I love every younger brother. Love is the source of my strength. Now, when I stand on my side, I will still accept you."

"I've figured it out, even if you are really my eldest brother Ivar, so what?"

Bjorn pointed at Ivar with his spear and said as he gasped:

"My elder brother is dead. Since he is a dead person, he should not appear here, nor should he rule a country. Now, can you rule Aztlan with the body of Nesawar Koyotel? What if Nesawar Koyotel's body aging? Do you want to continue your rule with the help of someone else's body? Whose body is used? Your newborn son? Or your other relatives, such as - me? This is against the common sense of the world. Those who can do such things can no longer be considered a person. My elder brother Ivar is a person, and you are just an evil spirit."

In an instant, Ivar's face became distorted, and his shoulders were shaking slightly, as if he was about to cry. But after a moment, he burst into laughter, like a carefree and careless naughty boy.

"Yes, this is love. I thought I had given a lot, but in the eyes of the other party, it was nothing. Bjorn, now, I hate you, hate is the same as love, and it is also the source of my strength - this is the God of Scheming!"

In his unscrupulous laughter, the surging magic power overflowed, making the entire temple become more and more hot. When the laughter reached its peak, Ivar stopped laughing with a "gala", and his body quickly turned into a fire and rushed towards Amy and Bjorn!

Amy had no idea how to resist the Great Elf-level Vulcan protection. The blazing flames that hit her face had exceeded the limit she could bear. Although she also had the Vulcan protection, although she was not burned by the flames, she was already overwhelmed by the momentum and magic!

In the face of death, she had to say that the Vulcan's protection was at its peak to protect herself from the sea of ​​fire, but as soon as her fire came out, she was immediately taken over and controlled by Ivar. She felt that her body was being drained bit by bit under the surging fire, and as if she had been grabbed by her limbs and was being tortured in pieces!

The fire suddenly weakened at this moment. In the middle of the temple, the fires gathered back into human form. Ivar squatted on the ground, staring at the shadow of Nesaval Koyotel that was reflected on the ground.

"Did you notice the abnormality? But it's too late, too late! Nesawar Koyotel, your body belongs to me now! Look at me completely smashing your spirit body and destroying it!"

He rolled on the ground, and stuck his throat with his hands frantically, and grabbed his hair with his claws. Bjorn took the opportunity to throw his magic towards Ivar again. Unfortunately, this attack still had no effect. Instead, Ivar stumbled and stood up, smiling at him "hehehe".

The next second, he covered his head again and rolled on the ground in pain. The hot flames flew out freely with his rolling, igniting everything he encountered. Even the statue of the Sun God of War was wrapped in the flame.

Amy reacted and waved her hand: "Hurry, leave the temple now!"

The group hurried out of the temple. From the fire scene behind, Nesavalkoyotel's howling was still heard intermittently.

"What the hell happened!" Estrard, one of the staff officers, was still confused. "We took so many hostages and forced Tescoco to rebel, leading Nesavalkoyotel into the set trap. I saw that he lost all his magic and was about to die. Isn't it done? Why did he suddenly shout love, courage, and so on, and get up and continue to beat us?"

Before he finished speaking, a beam of fire suddenly rose into the sky. Ivar surrounded the flames, and his body was suspended above the entire city-state, just like a rising sun.

"Announce all Aztland!"

His voice descended from the sky like a god.

"We have successfully arrived at the first era! Since then, the rebels no longer have the power to fight against me. If they still have to resist even so, they can only experience the power of the sun-like fire."

"The overlords stop me from existing anymore. That's right, just today, at this moment, the Aztland Empire has fallen into my hands!"

"Nesaval Koyotel here to order—"
Chapter completed!