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  Chapter 928 The age of Titans has fallen!

"as you wish!"

  The dark Titan (Azeroth is proportionally smaller than the earth) as huge as the indomitable Pangu giant roared and rushed towards Fisher.

  The golden sword in Fisher's hand soared to a length of tens of thousands of meters. The blade tore the space and latitude and drew a slash.

The golden psionic blade hit Sargeras, opening a huge wound on the opponent's body, braving the shiny hot energy to spray out from the wound, but Sargeras didn't realize it, and approached Fisher. After that, a punch was blasted out, and the smashed Fisher retreated.

  "This is not your war, why should you intervene!"

   "Because I am not in harmony with sin!"

Fisher waved his guns and swords together, stabbed and slashed, knocked Sargeras back, and opened several wounds on his body. Although Sargeras had no weapons, his body was placed here, fists and fists, shocking him. Fisher's ears were dizzy, and the surface of the golden armor warrior incarnation was also cracked.

However, these cracks were quickly repaired. As a super Sarnaga inheriting all the essence and inheritance of Sarnaga, Fisher does not have to consider whether he will die or not. He just floated back to the Big Bang. Lie in the void for thirty to fifty years. Although President Sa’s attack was enough to kill a passing Amansur, it was still far away to kill him!

Unlike Sargeras, the wounds that Fisher opened to him were not deep, but his life essence was constantly being lost. The power from the void hindered the healing of the wounds, and even tortured him like bone gangrene. And Fisher also pulled out a holy light from time to time, not to heal himself, but to heal Sargeras.

This is uncomfortable. After choosing to fall, Sargeras is completely out of touch with the holy light. Fisher, the holy light, can instantly pull Arthas back to the paladin, who has become the king, to burn it. President Sa grinned.

Knowing that he might lose if he fights further, Sa Zong tried to destroy the core of Fisher’s avatar. As a result, the flame punch hammer evolved a void in his body, because there was no core at all, and it was condensed by Fisher’s psychic energy. Sargeras punched down and hit a wound comparable to the Great Rift Valley, which healed in no time.

  Fisher looked at the opportunity and pierced Sargeras' abdomen with a sword, and then the spear pierced Sargeras' knee.

  Following a cry of pain and the turbulence of the universe, Fisher twisted his spear and forcibly broke Sargeras' leg.

The blood of the Titan spewed out like magma and fell into the interior of Azeroth. Finally, a magma rain was given to the Temple of Wyrmrest, so the shivering guardian dragons hiding in the temple lost more than half of the dragon’s mouth in an instant. , Sargeras' blood is very poisonous to them, and one drop will die!

Mr. Sa, who had a broken leg, was even more angry. Once he urged his life force to repair his limbs, on the other side he furiously fought back against Fisher. His waist was stabbed. He smashed Fisher and prepared to pull out the sword. Cut back, but the next second, the blade caught a hole.

   Seeing that it was inserted in his body, but he could not touch the physical sword at all, Sargeras was a bit exploded.

   "What kind of magic is this?"

   "It's just the transformation of subspace and real space. You are also the boss of the Burning Legion, don't you understand?"

   "Puff puff......"

Mr. Sa, who had been pricked by Fisher's waist and broken his leg before, was squirted with blood at this moment. These blood beads quickly condensed into a dense meteor shower and hit the opposite Fisher, and then Fisher. He pulled Aman Suer over and blocked him in front of him.

  Father of the gods, who was sprayed by Sargeras, ran away with a look of disgust. While running, he looked at Fisher with a bitter look, but what could he do? He couldn't beat Sargeras, let alone Fisher.

After hitting a sword, Sargeras only felt that his eyes were darkened for a while, and he was a little bit powerless, but still cheered up and tried to fight Fisher to death and death. Then the next second, his right leg was lost again. fly.

Master Fei, who was determined to fix President Sa’s pedicure until his death, began to attack the road, and the defense was no longer needed. Let him fight. Now the two are opening blood slots to exchange blood, and President Sa can’t change Fisher.

The leg was severed again and again, and repaired again and again. Finally, President Sa could not carry it anymore. He clung to Fisher's body, trying to pinch Fisher's neck with both hands, but was instead caught by Fisher. Little by little, he opened his wrist, then he was caught on the shoulder armor and lifted up.

   "This time, it may be a little painful!"

  Fisher grabbed Sargeras, fixed him, and then shot Sargeras with a semi-charged main cannon.

"you!"

  Looking at the Supreme Glory that did not know when it appeared, Sargeras knew that he had completely failed this time and that the Titans would also die, but he had never thought that his death would be like this by his opponents.

"no way!"

Sargeras, who was inexplicably igniting flames in his heart, roared and stimulated every trace of his body's strength. The whole body began to turn blood red, and then he exhausted his last strength, dragging the remnant body, and rushing to the Pantheon Titan hiding by the side. .

   "Don't come here!"

Aman Suer looked at Sargeras who was crazy, his beard was almost frightened. He and the Titans behind him continued to attack, trying to stop Sargeras, but the other party was determined to pull the back. For fear of the scars from being beaten, the goal remains unchanged.

Aman Sur exhausted his strength to barely suspend Sargeras, but the explosion was unable to stop it. Although the self-detonation of the Dark Titan was not comparable to that of a star, a huge shock wave still appeared, pushing the entire empire fleet out. Azeroth also shifted a little bit because of this.

As the shock wave dissipated, the seriously injured Amansur appeared to be crying without tears. Although Sargeras' blew up did not take him away, it took away one of the weakest Titans in the Pantheon, and the remaining ones were all belts. Injury, missing arms and legs.

  Although these can be repaired, for them now, they don’t know how long it will take.

  The Pantheon has no power anymore. The surviving Titans need to cultivate and rejuvenate and take care of Azeroth. It can be said that the age of the Titans is over.

   "Then what's next, Your Majesty?"

  Fisher, who returned to Azeroth and changed into a nightgown, lay leisurely under the World Tree listening to the small song. When the Prophet asked about his next work arrangements, Fisher lifted up half of his body and pushed his sunglasses away.

   "After fighting for so long, of course I continued to play music and dance!"

  (End of this chapter)