Evil dragon? It's me, Godzilla!

The snowstorm was coming, and the snowstorm was coming.

The wind and snow were blowing, and the clouds that were forcibly wrapped by the huge ice vortex broke through, and the gorgeous six-sided snowflake-shaped giant ice swords were arranged in an orderly manner.

The dozens of meters long, crystal clear giant swords seemed like divine punishment, and behind them were endless glacier rivers. They came from the clouds, tearing the sky, and sent down judgment on the evil creatures on the earth.

The biting cold wind roared non-stop, and the intertwined and rotating ice storms turned into huge beasts, biting with ice and snow claws, strangling the prey involved to slag and freezing them into frost.

Countless ice spikes and knife-like snowflakes were flying all over the sky, accompanied by the cold current that penetrated the bones and hearts!

"Go to hell."

As if she wanted to blend into the wind and snow, Bing Lisi, whose hair was flying and connected to the sky and the earth, continued to push her power.

Her muscles and bones were the wind and snow, and the cold current was surging in her blood vessels. All the ice and snow around her obeyed her orders obediently, and manifested thousands of swords to attack and kill.

Riding on the fragmented glacier river that came straight down from the sky, they rushed with the momentum of thousands of troops!

"Hahaha..."

All they welcomed was that evil creature, which would grow again even if it was torn into pieces countless times, and the grim smile from its mouth that never stopped for a moment.

What lit up was a gorgeous magic circle like a movement of music, intertwined and coiled, and the laughter superimposed on each other seemed to be in harmony with the beat, but there was no essence of musical pleasure at all. Just seeing it could feel the strange and blasphemous feeling permeating.

The countless huge limbs were stacked one after another, and the vocal cords vibrated like strings, plucking the blood vessels, twisting the bones and joints to make crisp drum beats, and the cold wind passed through the holes of the bone flute to make wailing music.

The top of the enchanting huge corolla stood a strange crown of bones, and the dense holes were like a large pipe organ, and the strange sound waves emitted melted the layers of frost and dyed them black.

The petals bloomed one by one, revealing the hollow big mouth that chewed the huge ice sword that came through and crushed it into its stomach without hesitation. When the mouth issued cheering applause and cheers, the biting cold wind acted as a knife and cut off the tongues of countless mouths.

But it didn't matter. The frozen wounds oozed unstoppable black blood, and then re-adhered into the rest of the various postures, with bones as handles, fingers as petals, blood vessels pierced into the earth, and chanted the grand feast again.

As he said, this is art, life, and the most soul-shaking sound of nature! Who wouldn't be shocked by this extraordinary beauty?

"Look, young lady, it's a pity that you came a little early, I can only shyly present you this unworthy semi-finished product..."

Salva, who has literally merged with the constantly surging river of flesh and blood under him, speaks incessantly with his first face, and each character is spoken by a separate mouth on his body.

At the same time, he used the second face behind him to direct this grand performance, but was soon pierced into a sieve by the dense icy storm, and the bone-freezing cold penetrated every inch of dirty flesh and blood, and the power contained in it was constantly entangled with the dark magic.

"It's a young lady who is a little rude..."

At a certain stem, he pushed away the black mud-like flesh and blood, climbed up again from it, and pretended to pat the non-existent dust on his camouflage clothes and sighed.

"Go to hell."

Then the whole person was crushed into meat paste by the huge icicle that fell from the sky again.

This scene happened at multiple locations at the same time on this huge and charming flower of flesh and blood. The original small villa had long been crushed into dregs by the surging glaciers and the prosperous flesh and blood. The ground cracked into a huge gap, emitting an ominous black breath.

The earth shook literally, and the aftermath collapsed the city wall near this side. The professionals who saw something wrong began to evacuate the crowd. Fortunately, it was close to the edge area, which was not difficult, and there were not many people.

In addition, Bing Lisi deliberately blocked the war zone to prevent the disgusting guy from escaping, and Fanpiao often muttered in his ears. For the sake of hot pot, there were no casualties.

... And some of those who can get so close to here are probably not normal people.

No one wanted to disturb the battle between the two unknown figures. The huge flesh and blood flower rooted in the earth and the ice vortex sweeping across the sky, the terrifying magic fluctuations and the shaking waves.

The minimum is at least two gold-level beings. The gap between the levels becomes larger as you go further. Even ordinary silvers dare not say that they can save their lives on the battlefield, let alone this one.

It's a border city, where can there be any strong men?

"Everyone go in the opposite direction of the battlefield! Don't turn back!"

"What is the reason? We have the right to demand to know..."

"It's worth dying to see two strong men fighting!"

The captain used his fighting spirit to spread his voice, commanded his soldiers to evacuate the crowd, and waved his command sword hoarsely.

For those mages or warriors who wanted to watch the fight like they were dying, or even the general bloodthirsty crowd, he didn't have the energy to care about it, nor did he want to care about it.

Somewhere in the collapsed tower, Fei'er struggled to climb to the top, relying on the basic fighting spirit training method, the little fighting spirit and basic body strengthening that came with it, and finally climbed to the top platform.

What she worried about still happened.

Fortunately, the meal was not in vain, and a layer of ice protection was put on her body, but when sending her away, at least look at the direction, she bumped through several buildings on the way here!

Fortunately, it was originally an uninhabited dangerous building, otherwise I would have to beg Bing Lisi to spit more saliva just to compensate.

There is another important thing...

"The one who can fight with her, with such strength, and the style of losing sanity, can't it be a cult, and the bottom line is still a priest..."

Fei'er muttered to herself, her fingers were white as she pinched the stone bricks.

"Such a big and disgusting thing, it seems to match the stitched beast priest who messed with the big brother in the early and middle stages, what's his name..."

She thought about what the cult wanted to do at this time period, and it seemed that she thought of why this girl suddenly had such a bad temper, and because she recovered some of her memories, she also knew the reason, so she came to the door?

"At this time, the cult seems to be prying the seal of Bing Lisi's fragments and extracting power from it, and..."

"...Little sister."

Suddenly, a rough male voice came.

Then, a rough big hand touched her head, and Fei'er shrank subconsciously, her whole body stiffened, and she stared fiercely at the back:

"Who the hell are you! Why are you so close!"

Beautiful and pleasant words came out of her mouth, and Fei'er looked at the tall man in front of her with a wolf skin trembling, and she put her hands behind her.

——He was able to get close to her without any sound or movement, and there was a fight between gods in front of him. He was definitely not an ordinary person.

"Haha... There's no need to be nervous. Do you want a sip of wine? It will warm you up a little." He first took off the wine flask on his waist and opened the cork. A high concentration of alcohol came out, which made Fei'er's eyes twitch.

She knew that this kind of wine was added with plant spices unique to the north, and the concentration was so high that it could be used as medical alcohol. It once broke her common sense that the alcohol concentration in the other world was always very low.

"Thank you, but I don't need it... Don't interrupt? Who are you? Why are you approaching me!"

"Look, we can't just leave those two fighting in the city. You're so close. Tell me if you know anything. I'll take care of it then!"

The man pointed at the shaking battlefield with confidence.

To take care of those two? How dare you! A fragment of a great elf and an evil god priest, who are you relying on!

However, looking at the ice protection on her body and the attitude of the man in front of her, who doesn't look like a bad guy, Fei'er breathed a sigh of relief, but did not release the magic that was slowly accumulating behind her:

"What do you care? In my opinion, no one can take care of this matter except the lord. You'd better leave quickly."

"Is that so? Then I can't leave even more. By the way, can you tell me about the cult you just mentioned and what the priest is?"

He didn't pay attention to the little action of the girl in front of him, and drank a sip by himself. His casual look surprised her again!

What are you talking to yourself about!

"Just a few words, nothing special. I just said that I was praying for the blessing of the God of Light. I just went to the Dawn Church here three days ago..."

"I know a little about that cult, but I don't think I know as much as you do. Can you tell me what is the relationship between that elf and you?"

"..."

The man began to mutter like she did before:

"By the way, there is that cult, go back and talk to me? If you are not used to the wine in the north, I can prepare some fruit wine."

Fei'er lowered her head and could only see the man's feet, as if she was poured with a basin of cold water.

Then she raised her head, looked directly at him, and said word by word:

"I just asked directly, who are you!"

"Didn't you just say it..."

As he said that, the man in front of him slowly screwed the wine bottle, put it back into his waist, and then

He twisted his right hand into a fist and blasted towards Fei'er in an instant-

"Roar!!!"

The fist swiftly passed through the side of his cheek, knocking the centipede-like strange monster that had silently touched it from head to toe into pieces all over the sky, freezing it into ice chips!

"Who am I?"

With a slightly wild smile, his sharp canine teeth protruded like a beast, he pulled his fist out of the corpse, and Vane said with a grim smile:

"I am Lord Jiba!"