If he could do it all over again, Asselst would definitely kill Salas at all costs, and would not let the God Hunter Alliance accept him, but unfortunately some things in the world are always so helpless, and after the figures of Salas and the two appeared from the shadows, he knew that there was no way to take Salas again.
Osoe was badly wounded, and even if he hadn't lost his strength yet, he couldn't do much to help him.
Before Han Shuo came to the future, the battle between him and Osoe consumed too much of his strength, and in the face of Han Shuo and the three of them in peak condition, he knew that he was powerless to fight, and his eyes revealed a desperate strength that was about to die.
"There's nothing more to say" Han Shuo glanced at Ossoe, not ready to continue talking nonsense with him.
At this point, Ossoe seemed to realize that he was in a desperate situation, and as soon as he saw that Han Shuo was about to make a move, Ossoe stepped on the earth, and the divine power in his body was projected into the ground, and an earthen wall suddenly lifted.
At the same time, Osoe took out a spatial scroll and tried to tear through the void and escape.
Han Shuo didn't make a move, but instead looked at Ossoe's actions with a sneer, watched him gather the power of the earth to form an earthen wall to block in front of him, watched him take out the spatial scroll, and watched him activate the power in the spatial scroll.
The brilliant light appeared on the space scroll for a moment, but it was only in a flash, all the brilliance disappeared, and the space scroll regained its calm.
"This is," Ossoe was utterly desperate, his eyes full of lifeless gray.
"In my Demon Hidden Valley, no one can come and go," Han Shuo grinned, and finally killed Ossoe with his own hands.
Vasis and Salas ignored each other, and also smiled and gathered around Arthurst, and a battle without suspense suddenly began.
At the same time, another formation was in the center.
Dagmar stood still, the clouds around him dimmed, and wisps of strange brilliance transformed into giant monsters, dancing beside him.
Dagmar's eyes were grayish-white, and many blurred shadows of flesh and blood appeared in his pupils, and the familiar figures who were covered in decay as if they had come out of the Yellow Spring of Hell rushed towards him frantically, stretching out their pus-dripping hands one after another, pulling and tangling on him All kinds of scenes appeared in Dagmar's mind, he seemed to understand that all this was an illusion, but in it, Dagma felt extremely real, and he couldn't break the obsession in his heart, and he couldn't get out of it.
I don't know how long it took, Dagmar's mind gradually recovered, and with the madness that had come from killing all the way over the years, he abandoned all the fetters in his heart, and used the death power in his body to condense into a death scythe and cut off all illusions.
Suddenly, a familiar shadow slowly walked out of the smoke with a bone spur.
The corners of Dagmar's mouth curled into a sneer of disdain, and his heart was just another illusion.
Thinking so, the death scythe, which had been condensed by the power of death and had not yet dissipated, shook again, and slashed towards the suddenly apparent figure Strange things happened.
Halfway through the death scythe, he suddenly lost control of it, and all the power of death became disordered, and it was no longer able to support the scythe Not only that, but in an instant, all the death elementals here were no longer pulled by Dagmar, and they poured into the thin shadow that had just appeared.
Suddenly, Dagmar realizes that he has lost his attraction to the death element Not an illusion With a chill in his heart, Dagmar shouted: "Han Hao, it's really you" Han Hao, the little skeleton who came slowly with a bone spur, had a strange light in his eyes, and strange runes swept through his pupils, and the bone spurs in his hands burst out with irresistible death power, and the purest death power from the Godhead fragment faintly affected Dagmar, making him involuntarily want to surrender and bow down.
"Dagmar, you're no longer my opponent.
As long as you swear allegiance to me and open your soul to me without reservation, I will spare you.
Han Hao's eyes were firmly fixed on Dagmar and said indifferently.
"Hahahaha" Dagma laughed, tears of laughter were about to flow out, and he pointed at Han Hao and said: "Let me surrender to you Haha, what ability do you have to make me surrender to you Han Hao, you remember, you are my subordinate, you have always wanted to seize power, and you have to see if you have this strength" When he was in the Death God Domain before, Han Hao followed Dagmar for more than fifty years.
Now, Han Hao threatened to ask Dagma to surrender to him, which was definitely the most difficult thing for Dagmar to accept for so many years.
Han Hao looked at Dagmar, pondered for a moment, then nodded his head and said indifferently, "I'll show you."
A strange inscription emerged in the bone spur, and slowly floated to Dagma's side, Dagma wanted to fight to the death, but suddenly found that all the death power in his body was faintly controlled by the inscription, and his own strength could not even be exerted.
"Why, why didn't you have a fragment of Godhead on you the last time you were in the deep valley," Dagmar cried out unwillingly.
He felt that the inscription floating on the bone spur came from the Godhead Fragment, and compared to before, the power of the Godhead Fragment was even more unpredictable.
It turned out that when facing Han Hao, he still had the strength to resist, and Han Hao couldn't really do anything to him.
However, this time when he fought Han Hao again, he instinctively felt a sense of powerless frustration from the bottom of his heart, and the power of death that he had cultivated for thousands of years seemed to have left him, and it was useless at all.
Dagmar knew in his heart that today's Han Hao should have truly fused and absorbed the fragments of the Godhead, what this meant He knew very well that from now on, in terms of the power of death, except for the main god Nestor who held the Godhead, no one would be his opponent "Dagmar, surrender to me, as long as you are willing to surrender to me, I will not touch you in the slightest" Han Hao looked at the lost Dagmar coldly, and continued to say coldly.
"I'd rather die than surrender to you," Dagmar shouted, and the residual death power in his body burst out, blowing up his bones, heart and lungs in an instant, and his spirit flashed, and strange fluctuations swept away, dissipating into wisps of dark light Dagmar knew in his heart that this time facing Han Hao, who had fused the fragments of his godhead, he who also cultivated the power of death could not even burn the jade.
Before he could bombard Han Hao with the power of death, under the influence of the fragments of Godhead, those power of death would automatically dissipate.
Dagmar was a proud man, and even though he knew that he could escape by bowing his head, he still didn't agree.
As Han Hao's former commander, he couldn't bow to Han Hao, and he was not Han Hao's opponent, so he could only beg for death.
Dagmar's divine soul fluctuated, and Han Hao knew that Dagmar had completely disappeared from heaven and earth, which made him a little stunned, and he didn't understand why Dagmar would rather choose to die completely than surrender to his command.
Looking at Dagma's corpse in a daze, Han Hao's eyes shone brightly, and after a while, he unleashed a demonic fire condensed by his demonic skills, wrapped around Dagma's corpse, and incinerated Dagma's corpse into ashes.
Dagmar, whose strength has reached the realm of the main god, even if he dies, the divine body is of great use.
His bones can be refined into the most powerful bone spears and bone spurs, and his skull and marrow can be refined into some evil artifacts, and even a body of skin has great uses.
But I don't know why, Han Hao didn't make a fuss about Dagma's corpse, but did not hesitate to use his own strength to use ghost fire to slowly cremate his corpse, until he saw that Dagma's corpse was really turned into ashes.
A simple white bone ring fell calmly to the ground, hesitated, Han Hao took a step forward and took the strange ring made of white bones, the death divine power in his body flashed in the white bone ring, and suddenly, a huge white bone throne appeared in the void.
Han Hao was stunned for a moment, pondered for a moment, and then slowly sat down on the white bone throne.
With a movement in his heart, he channeled a trace of death divine power to the Throne of Bones, and the Throne of Bones automatically flew out and moved anywhere according to his wishes.
A trace of strange energy fluctuations came from the White Bone Throne, and slowly reached some kind of strange tacit understanding with Han Hao's soul, after Han Hao's pure death power submerged into the White Bone Throne, this White Bone Throne that had been in Dagmar's hands became more and more terrifying, it seemed that Han Hao's strength had caused some kind of change in this White Bone Throne.
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Han Hao, who was sitting in the White Bone Throne, suddenly felt as if this White Bone Throne had become a part of his body, just like the seven bone spurs behind him, and he had a wonderful sense of power.
Thinking of this, Han Hao came down from the White Bone Throne again, standing on the ground and looking up at the White Bone Throne suspended in mid-air.
With a movement in his heart, the White Bone Throne moved to the side with a whoosh, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and the corners of Han Hao's mouth showed a cheerful arc, and he couldn't help but play with the newly obtained White Bone Throne.
With his mind, the Throne of Bones continued to float in mid-air, and its speed became faster and faster.
After playing for a while, Han Hao flew onto the White Bone Throne, sat on it and projected his death divine power into the White Bone Throne, the White Bone Throne seemed to suddenly come to life, and the hideous white bones were as sharp as knives swinging and turning.
At a glance, Han Hao, who was sitting in the center of the White Bone Throne, seemed to have become a huge White Bone Demon, doing many attacks with extreme agility.
Han Hao didn't rush to leave here, he indulged in the pleasure of indulging in the White Bone Throne, he vaguely felt that this White Bone Throne was not Dagmar's thing, because when Dagma was in his hands, he didn't really play the role of the White Bone Throne.
And the power in his body seems to have triggered a certain prohibition in the center of the White Bone Throne, and the White Bone Throne has suddenly had many magical uses in his hands.
To be continued: