It is worth mentioning that because "Dungeons and Warriors" has now opened a new level cap, there are also many new skills at level 70, such as the Tombstone Three Battles and the Sky Drawing Slash (Big Draw) that Fang Qi performed before.
In the Asa Mountains in the northeast of the Orc Kingdom, on top of the vast snowy peaks, the sword light of destruction flattened everything in front of it, and there were several Saint-rank powerhouses lying on the ground, some of them had completely fallen, and some were still struggling to get up.
Apparently Mark the Lord of Grief didn't give them that chance.
Even if it reached the Holy Rank, in its eyes, it was just a pawn that could be used.
It didn't care about Fang Qi's situation.
Since this kid still wants to resist stubbornly, then let him see what strength is.
"You know, although there are hardly any creatures in this world who can reach the level of God, I can get infinitely close to God."
It sneered, and its gaze fell on the remaining holy steps of the Shadow Legion, the withered palm stretched out from under the wide magic robe, these powerhouses of the Shadow Legion, whether they were alive or dead, the remaining power and vitality in their bodies seemed to be summoned, escaping from their bodies, and then like black smoke, fluttering and converging towards its palms.
The aura on the body of the Lord of Grief, Mark, gradually strengthened, as if it had been raised to a new level again.
At this time, it looked at the young man in front of it contentedly, even with some pride.
At this time, it suddenly found that the young man in its eyes, which it had thought was at the end of the crossbow, had slowly risen from the ground into the air.
It was as if the pervasive power of the earth could no longer bind him.
This was not what surprised him, to this extent, a stronger Saint Rank could do it.
But the next scene almost made it impossible to take its eyes off!
A beam of blue light shot straight into the sky with the volcano-like power in his body.
At this moment, they felt as if there was another soul in his body, awakened.
Golden snake eyes, eyes that ignore everything in the world, and ......
The suffocating and terrible oppressive force.
He seems to be somewhere between space and time, as if he will disappear into a deeper space at any moment.
He seemed to exude a sun-like temperament, obviously without any light, but he gave people the feeling that at this moment, the two suns in the sky were all eclipsed.
Mark, the Lord of Grief, who had just finished absorbing his power and was floating in the air with a staff, was almost instantly stunned on the spot. “！！？？”
…… "This ......
This......!?
"At the summit of the nations, the elven queen Kellambell did not close her mouth almost the whole time.
The others didn't dare to blink their eyes the whole time, for fear of missing even a single detail.
Isn't this person only less than the eighth order!?
How is this happening!?
"Who the hell is this!?"
Saint?
Duran also held the scepter in his hand tightly, staring at the white-haired golden eyes in front of him, exuding this extremely terrifying aura all over his body, a completely incomprehensible existence.
"You......
What the hell are you!?
"During the long years of conquest, Mark the Lord of Grief felt that he had already eliminated the mood swings of ordinary beings, as if he was gradually moving closer to the legendary god.
Even after witnessing the destruction of several worlds, there are no too many mood swings.
But at this moment, it felt that, in just one day, its emotional ups and downs were almost more than the course of its countless years of life combined!
"Taste destruction!"
Mark the Lord of Grief waved the staff in his hand, and the space in front of him slowly shattered, revealing a cold space of black holes, all of which were filled with terrible storms and heart-palpitating lightning and thunder.
With the casting of its spell, a huge vortex suddenly appeared in the shattered space, and the storm and thunder and lightning in the void converged and compressed as the vortex converged and compressed, converging into a black sphere filled with a terrifying void storm at its central point.
Finally compressed to the point where it can pass through a crack that can be tightened for one person to pass through.
"Void Thunderstorm!"
A gray-blue glow, with a piercing screech.
It's like a cannon, spewing out destructive fire.
The black light reached his body, and he could even see that the terrifying energy had torn apart the space again and cut out pitch-black cracks along the way.
"Void energy!
It's Void Energy!
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World Mage Hemadon exclaimed, "I didn't expect them to have already begun to master the Void Energy!"
” "I'm afraid this kid can't resist no matter how strong he is."
Sword Saint Cleus said coldly.
Then he was slightly stunned: "What is he doing?!"
” He found that Fang Qi was actually standing in place and had no intention of dodging at all.
Immediately after that, they only saw a blue light flash in front of Fang Qi!
This black rainbow-like light suddenly reversed and returned the same way!
Rumble!
The smoke and dust dispersed, and the Lord of Grief, Mark, who was originally floating in mid-air, instantly fell to the ground with only half of his body left.
Tick.
Sword Saint Cryus didn't realize it at all, his forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat, and a drop of cold sweat fell to the ground.
"Dead?"
Everyone seemed to be unable to believe their eyes.
The Shadow Demon Dragon's dragon wings shook, and the last leader of the Shadow Legion, Dras, was as cold as a ball of ice.
He held aloft the magic sword burning with black flames in his hand and slashed down with a sword.
Between the lightning and flint, Fang Qi had already avoided it sideways by a fraction of a second.
Everyone seemed to think he was safe.
But suddenly, behind him, a cold aura hit.
The blow was so sudden that almost no one could dodge it!
......A gloomy voice sounded beside Fang Qi, and the dark shadow condensed in the direction that Fang Qi avoided, it was the Lord of Grief, Mark!
Its thin claws stretched out towards Fang Qi's vest, and the chill emanating from the claws seemed to freeze even the soul: "Your soul, I will accept it with a smile." ” Looking at this terrifying scene, at the summit of all nations, almost all of the lower cultivation levels were terrified!
It turns out that everything is an illusion, and in countless long years, the Lord of Grief, Mark, has already transformed himself into a creature between the unreal and the real, and the strongest thing is that it is not afraid of any conventional means.
"Ahh Seeing this scene, even the elf queen Kellambel couldn't help but exclaim, if she didn't know about this monster in advance, I am afraid that at this moment, she would be hit by it and pull out her soul.
But at this moment.
They saw that in the spell projection, Mark's thin claws failed to catch anything, and the white-haired young man disappeared!
The next moment, they saw that the white-haired young man suddenly appeared behind Mark out of thin air.
The right hand stabbed it hard in the chest.
"Short Life ......"
The Mystery of Darkness - Soul Extraction!
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PS: The correct translation is "Great God", and the well-known name of the move is "Soul Pulling".