Star Forge Titan

This behavior is like starting a level 12 typhoon on the spot just to prevent people from lighting a match.

The amount of magic power consumed in the process is naturally an extremely exaggerated number, but it really makes it impossible to light any match in a typhoon.

In fact, when Ivan used the power of the fist formation just now, he felt a certain interference. You know, their current position is nearly a thousand meters away from the central battlefield.

One can imagine how chaotic the magical environment in the center of the battlefield is now.

Are they just going to watch Horhara successfully defeat Menes, take away the fragments the latter mentioned, and complete their evil plan?

Given the Witch King's disregard for human beings, even though his specific plan was still unclear, it was undoubtedly evil. Furthermore, the victor of this war between the Witch King and the Witch King would surely not spare the innocent people who escaped the city.

The severely depleted Witch King after the war was likely to kill most, if not all, of the people in one go. As for the Free Fist fighters, even if they weren't a thorn in the Witch King's side, they were certainly a nasty stumbling block.

If there is a chance, we will naturally catch all the fighters who rarely get together.

The situation was not optimistic, and both Alvin and Brad frowned.

At this moment, an old and familiar voice came into their ears.

"My old apprentice, don't frown, it won't solve any problem." Master Rigor's thin body appeared next to Ivan and Brad.

The old man looked at the two giant beasts fighting each other in the distance with complicated eyes, and then let out a long sigh.

"The future of the alliance is in your hands."

Brad's expression changed and he immediately realized something.

"Master, what are you going to do!"

"of course……"

Rigor looked at Brad lovingly, and cracks appeared on his wrinkled face.

At the same time, bright light began to burst out from the short and thin body that looked like a child.

“Save the world!”

Chapter 138 The Last Lesson

I am already very old...

Looking at the setting sun, the former Gale, now Rigor, silently felt the unusually quiet heart in his chest.

His heart no longer beat with the rising and setting of the sun, but instead remained silent in his chest like a dead stone, only beating slowly once on the first day of each year.

Gale, who was once tall and strong, became like a steel chariot after putting on armor, and could gallop freely on the battlefield.

But now Rigor has become short and hunched like a child, not even as tall as the youngest disciple's waist.

All of this is to wait for the opportunity to change the desert.

In the past, he was a slave of the First Sorcerer-King, Horhalla, and later a runaway slave.

But even his own escape was the result of the other party's deliberate acquiescence, just to gather together those who still had rebellious hearts in the desert, so that the witch kings could catch all the rebels in one fell swoop.

At the same time, each wizard king also had his own ideas. For example, the first wizard king, Holhalla, allowed Rigol to steal some of the wizard king's secrets and spread a new magic control technique called "fist method" in the hope of filling the gaps in his own secrets.

This new product, which was born from the magic swordsman's simplified spellcasting gestures and combined with some of the witch king's secret spells, has unlimited potential but also requires more people to participate in it in order to further develop it to a higher level.

To facilitate this situation, he became the most active Witch King in hunting down the Free Fist, in order to create a high-pressure environment that would force the Fist fighters to continuously develop their skills.

At the same time, the Witch King's strong self-confidence made him not even try to control Rigor, because a monster like that always believed that he could always be superior to all the people in the desert.

After years of fighting, Rigol, who had become increasingly familiar with the Witch King's ways, had seen through the conspiracy behind the rumors of the secret technique as soon as they first appeared. But at the same time, he also realized the opportunity hidden behind this matter, an opportunity that could change the entire Silent Desert, which had been stagnant for a century.

Therefore, even though he had just defeated a Witch King, Rigor acted as if he hadn't seen through anything and still brought the Free Fists' most elite fighters to Ismailia. Then, they deliberately followed the First Witch King's plan, destroying the blood tax extraction device and causing a conflict with the Second Witch King, Menes, leaving him injured and in a disadvantageous position.

The only thing he didn't expect was that his disciple Brad would step onto the battlefield so resolutely, even at the cost of his own life to become an incomplete Sky-Breaking Fist.

No, in fact, I should have guessed it long ago. With the boy's rock-hard character and fiery passion, as long as it can bring freedom to the people of the desert, he will not hesitate even at the cost of his own life.

So, as a teacher, you cannot let your students rush to the front alone.

I've lived long enough...

Rigor sighed again in his heart.

Speaking of which, there was one unexpected thing, and that was the youngest new disciple in front of him.

His talent is like placing an empty bucket in water; without any effort, the flowing spring will naturally flow into it.

Such a boxer, such a young man, such a fighter, will surely lead everyone to a truly bright future!

Oh, as a master, I must give my disciples a final lesson at the end of my life!

"Walker, no, or I should call you by another name." Rigor, whose heart was gradually cracking, looked at Ivan with a smile.

"Ivan Elian, this is my real name." Ivan pursed his lips. He realized that this teacher, whom he had only known for a short time but had taught him everything, was about to make an irreversible but very important decision.

Of course, he didn't want that to happen, but without enough magic power to activate the giant god form and without the giant god soldiers to control, he couldn't forcibly defeat the two witch kings who mastered powerful secret techniques and had huge beast bodies.

A feeling of powerlessness that he had not felt for a long time surged in his heart, but there was no sadness on Alvin's expression, because he knew that what his master wanted to see was a strong fighter, not a crying child.

"Then Ivan, I will only say this once."

Rigor's skin was completely covered with cracks as fine as spider webs. From a distance, he looked like a piece of cracked porcelain that could break into countless pieces at any time.

"The so-called Heaven-Splitting Fist is merely a last resort when one is unable to achieve the true Dou Qi Steel Armor. While powerful, it cannot last long, and certainly cannot truly reach a new realm of boxing that surpasses the Witch King."

"But this path is correct, and the direction has been clearly pointed out. It's just that I am no longer able to continue on this path."

"No, there must be another way! Master!" Brad's eyes were filled with tears, and his back, which was originally as unshakable as an iron tower, was trembling slightly.

"It's too late. The two wizard kings are fighting each other with all their might. Such an opportunity may not come again even after a hundred years." The wrinkled skin on Rigor's body began to crack and fall off, revealing a glowing energy body made entirely of magic power.

"Listen carefully, young apprentices. I will use all the magic power and the last of my vitality accumulated over the past hundred years to forcibly enter a level close to that of a true fighting steel armor." Rigor suddenly pressed his hands on Brad and Ivan's chests, and then an incomparably pure magic power surged into their bodies.

"Depending on the resonance of the same magical energy, you will experience that power in a short period of time. You must firmly grasp that feeling."

"As for me, I will use this broken body to intervene in the battle between the Witch King and the Witch King, and at least contribute to the defeat of one side."

Rigor's whole body glowed brighter and brighter, even his eyes turned into two rays of light.

"And you, must live with hope!"

click -

With a crisp sound, Rigor's skin was completely shattered, and a huge giant emitting white light slowly stood up from the spot.

His height was no less than that of the Witch King's beast, and he also had an astonishing height of nearly 300 meters, but when his feet landed on the ground, he did not even crush the soft sand dunes.

"Have you finally made up your mind? Well, let me see how powerful the nearly finished Dou Qi steel armor is!" The wingless dragon incarnated by the First Wizard King Horhara laughed deeply.

"Don't be distracted, look at me! Captain!" Menis's crazy voice sounded from the side.

She paid no attention to the newly appeared Rigor and directly swung the huge weapon made of countless vines.

While one end of the double-headed sword drew a deep groove in the ground, the sharp blade at the other end whistled in the wind and chopped straight towards the neck of the wingless dragon.

Whoosh, a strange flapping sound was heard. Thanks to the special nature of this undead clone, which was composed of a large number of insects and beasts, the head of the wingless dragon actually flew away from the body, and avoided the double-headed sword as flexibly as a floating cannon. Then, with its big mouth full of sharp teeth, it bit the filthy-winged butterfly that was the incarnation of Menes.

Crack! Caught off guard, the butterfly's wings were bitten in half, and the scales containing magical power scattered everywhere, turning into burning magical flames and causing a large fire that was even more difficult to extinguish.

But Menis didn't howl in pain. Instead, he laughed and hugged Horhala's head, then slammed it against his own head. The action looked like a passionate kiss between lovers, but it also carried a fierce murderous intent that was not concealed at all.

The upper body of the Filthy Winged Butterfly was originally encased in an exoskeleton armor woven from vines. Suddenly, the armor on its helmet unfolded like a blooming flower, and along with it, the hideous, distorted face beneath it transformed into a giant, thorn-covered carnivorous plant, biting towards Horhara's head.

Strangely, the wingless dragon transformed by Horhara did not resist at all, and allowed his head to fly out to attack, and was held by Menis and bitten madly.

The thick black liquid flowed down the edge of the hideous and terrifying face of the beast that Menis transformed into, and Horhara's head was directly swallowed and chewed into pieces by her deformed and expanded bloody mouth.

However, the previously motionless body of the Wingless Dragon suddenly began to move. The insect beast rapidly expanded from the broken part of its neck, and in just a few seconds, it bulged and transformed into a completely new head.

This was merely a special incarnation crafted from insects and beasts, so how could it possibly have any real weaknesses? The only way to truly defeat this special incarnation was to completely eliminate the insects and beasts controlled by the Sorcerer King's will, or to find the special individual that housed the Sorcerer King's will.

Menis realized this and before he could finish chewing and swallowing, he heard a strong sound of wind in his ears.

Horhara, whose head had not yet fully grown, rotated his huge body and used his thick tail, which was as long as his height, as a steel whip to deliver a heavy blow to the filthy-winged butterfly that Menes had transformed into.

A large amount of shattered building debris, mixed with the dust, flew into the sky like waves splashing on the sea. The city swept by the wingless dragon's tail was completely unable to resist and was directly destroyed, leaving only a desolate ruin.

Menis was hit directly, and the exoskeleton armor on his waist and abdomen was cracked and shattered, and a large amount of sticky blood spurted out.

At the same time, the radiant giant that Rigor had transformed into also delivered a powerful punch. Unexpectedly, he chose not to hold off the dominant Horhara, but instead delivered a powerful punch to the already injured Menes.

The giant, whose entire body was made of white light, had a fist that was not false at all. It directly shattered Menes's already damaged exoskeleton armor, causing more blood to spurt out of her wound.

"You damn slave!" The injured Second Witch King roared angrily.

Although Menice was furious about Rigor's behavior, he immediately guessed what he was thinking.

Although the incarnation that Horhara brought here was powerful, it would likely take many years for it to be recreated after being destroyed. However, it was only an incarnation, and even if it was destroyed, it would not cause much harm to him.

In this case, it is Menis, whose real body is here, who is more worth killing.

With a cold snort, the double-headed sword in Menis's hand revealed her extremely high martial arts attainments. Her upper body still retained the human structure, so she was naturally able to use swordsmanship suitable for a human body.

But she simply swung the double-headed sword quickly over her head, and using the special structure of the weapon with blades at both ends, she slashed at Horhara and Rigor at the same time.

Due to its huge size and heavy weight, the double-headed sword can output tons of damage even without magic, literally tons of damage.

That's not all. Although only half of the wings were left, Menes chanted spells loudly in ancient language while waving the double-headed sword. A large amount of magic power gathered in the remaining half of the wing, immediately making the eye-shaped pattern on it light up with dazzling magical light again.

not good!

The giant transformed by Rigor dodged and a beam of blazing red light flew over his head.

Because the vision was briefly blocked by the giant, the wingless dragon transformed by Horhara had no time to dodge and was directly pierced by the beam. Then the beam hit the center of the city hard, leaving a huge crater with a diameter of more than 100 meters.

Even the aftermath of piercing through a witch queen would melt all solid objects such as rocks, gravel, and buildings into dark red glowing magma.

The magma formed by the melting of these solids flows slowly in the crater with a diameter of over 100 meters. On the edge, you can vaguely see glass formed by sand and gravel under high temperature.

Hiss—Holhara let out an angry roar. Because the speed of the magic beam was too fast, he had no time to decompose his body into insect beasts to avoid it and was hit directly.

In just half a second of exposure, more than one hundred and twenty insect beasts were directly evaporated by the high temperature contained in the magic beam, causing the incarnation of the First Wizard King Horhara to show visible missing parts.

At this moment, the wingless dragon incarnated by the first wizard king, Horhara, retreated because of the heavy damage, and the filthy-winged butterfly incarnated by the second wizard king, Menis, also revealed a flaw because he swung his sword and forcibly released spells at the same time.

Good opportunity! Rigor crossed his arms and immediately completed the core configuration of the Lan Dou Sand Falcon Fist.

The power of a fierce wind, an unprecedentedly powerful force! The unique structural power of boxing, under the blessing of the nearly finished Dou Qi steel armor, was elevated to an unprecedented level of strength!

Feeling the touch of the magical resonance, Ivan and Brad clenched their fists at the same time, with strong fighting spirit and hope shining in their eyes.

The wind is blowing——

In just one third of a second, a huge tornado that stretched from sky to earth rose around the giant incarnated by the Great Elder Rigor.

The hurricane was so strong that even the people who had evacuated outside the city were screaming and crawling on the ground, and the city was in an even more devastating state of natural disaster.

A large number of buildings were forcibly pulled out of the ground and turned into fragments under the strangled wind and swept into it. The clouds in the sky rarely blocked the desert sun, making the daytime dim and obscure.

The century-long struggle had already exhausted almost all of Rigor's vitality. He had previously relied on a special secret method he had researched to forcibly lock up the last of his vitality and delay the arrival of death.

Therefore, in this brief moment, he made the decision without hesitation, intending to accomplish his goal in one go, even if it meant sacrificing his own life!

Ranto Sand Falcon Fist·Secret Secret Technique——Falcon Falls, Eagle Dies!

Above the huge tornado, the giant incarnated by Rigor opened his arms like an eagle flapping its wings, and the single foot he stretched out was like the sharp and cruel eagle claws of a bird of prey when it swooped down on its prey!

A large amount of turbulent air wrapped around the giant, and a new tornado was generated in the opposite direction above the clouds. The place where the two tornadoes intersected was where Rigor's fierce flying kick came from!

This blow will surely tear a gap in the brutal sky, a path of hope that will allow the warm sunshine to fall smoothly to the world!

"Hahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The old but hopeful roar resounded through the heavens and the earth.

The sky is broken!!!

Chapter 139: Burning Desert

"Master!!!"

Brad and Ivan cried out at the same time. They felt that the magic power transmitted by the teacher was rapidly fading, which also meant that an irreversible separation was about to come.

But a long and unrestrained laugh was heard in the sky. The sound revealed a great deal of heroism, but also implied a bit of reluctance, but more of it was unparalleled determination and resoluteness.

Break open the sky! Shatter the darkness! Then, let hope emerge!!!

Two huge tornadoes intersecting each other roared and wrapped around Rigor, who had turned into a giant, as if real strong winds gathered and extended towards the end of the flying kick, along with the high-altitude clouds and the sand on the ground, together outlining an extremely huge wind drill!

Relying on the nearly finished Dou Qi Steel Armor, the power of his boxing skills was brought to its limit and then broke through the limit, which was comparable to the third-level conventional restriction magic released by the Witch King with all his strength.

The sky and the earth changed color, the city was destroyed, and even the Witch King changed color before this attack!