Star Forge Titan

It’s the Annihilation Axe!!!!

The demons instantly recognized this terrifying weapon that emitted a sharp roar, but instead of retreating in fear like ordinary enemies, they let out even more excited screams.

Several beheading swords were instinctively swung upwards, and some demons leaped directly from the backs of the steel bulls, fiercely attacking Ivan who stood behind the Mountain King. Among them, the most powerful high-level bloodletter, the Terror Champion Demon named Skulltaker, was even more eager to push aside the other demons, wanting to be the first to fight him.

Faced with various attacks that almost occupied his entire field of vision, Alvin directly swung the Annihilation Axe with great force, using the powerful inertia of the rotation. The fan-shaped horizontal slash directly chopped off the five nearest demons in front of him, along with the beheading swords in their hands!

The heavy cavalry armor and the rotating chainsaw axe blade collided with each other, producing a large number of sparks, but what was even more vivid and eye-catching than these bright red spots was the large amount of blood gushing out from the remains of the Terror Demon. It was like a fountain that suddenly opened or blood-colored waves rolling on the spot, spraying to a height of more than five meters.

Without any hesitation, Alvin grabbed the end of the Annihilation Axe with his free hand, and exerted force with both arms. With a terrifying speed that seemed to catch up with the first slash, he slashed in a fan-shaped shape with even greater power!

Click!

The first slash severed the demons' waists and sent their upper bodies flying upwards. The terrifying speed, power, and rotating chainsaws even caused burn blisters and carbonized black marks to appear on the wounds.

The second slash was slightly raised, but the speed was faster than the first slash, directly beheading all the demons with only half of their bodies left at the same time!

The severed heads flew higher, revealing complex expressions mixed with ecstasy, hideousness and extreme grief and anger. It was obvious that the mood of the deceased was very difficult to describe.

He didn't have time to pay attention to the demons' distorted perspectives. Another demon that had leaped from Steel Bull's back had already reached above Ivan's head. However, these guys didn't require his personal attention. The Mountain King immediately activated his newly acquired equipment.

However, the armor on both sides of the motorcycle opened automatically, revealing a total of thirty-six conical warheads neatly arranged in three rows on the left and right.

Most beings in the world of Palladia might not know what these were, but Alvin knew that they were ultra-small tracking missiles restored using ancient magical technology.

Its structure is based on the rockets made by Catworm, but it has the guidance function that the former does not have, and the explosion section also uses fire element crystals.

Without any hesitation, Sanwang fired a full salvo of bullets in an instant!

Densely packed ultra-small tracking missiles, trailing red flames and white smoke, drew arc-shaped trajectories in the air that were almost connected end to end, and then all collided with the high-leaping Terror Demon, and in the subsequent series of intensive explosions, the sturdy demon was blown to pieces without leaving any residue.

what is that?

Damn, this is the material world, right?

Some experienced demons almost shouted subconsciously, "I ran to the Fire Realm Front? Then why do I need a vortex sword?"

Then, two heavy weapons that were so huge that even Alvin needed both hands to hold them rose from behind the Mountain King.

The shape of that thing made the demons even more shocked, but their body instinct made them immediately fall to the ground, holding their heads with their hands in a very standard protective posture. Even the skull-collector who was the champion of Terror was no exception.

Thud thud thud thud thud thud!

The next second, gunshots rang out, and fierce gunfire instantly swept the entire scene, as if people were in some non-existent alien world.

Chapter 57: Turn to dust!

"Leave those monsters to Alvin, and the rest of you start attacking the city!" Brad breathed a sigh of relief when he saw from afar that the demons were being chased and beaten by Alvin, and then immediately gave orders to the others.

His meticulous use of the gale configuration allowed his voice to be carried by the breeze to the ears of the commanders of every sand boat.

As a result, the fleet that had originally gathered together immediately dispersed to the left and right, forming an arc-shaped encirclement array like a crescent moon, gradually surrounding the three sides of the city of Shakara.

"What do these damn slaves want to do?" A desert noble couldn't help but mutter in a low voice.

It wasn't long before they saw what former slaves, now free, were capable of.

The arc-shaped sand boat dropped its anchor to keep the hull firmly in place. Due to limited conditions, the Free Fist army did not have heavy long-range weapons such as cannons. But this did not mean that they had no way to launch a siege.

Using the broad sand boat body as a platform, one primitive siege weapon after another was erected on the deck, including counterweight catapults, the number of which was equal to the number of ships in the fleet!

The principle of this ancient siege weapon is somewhat similar to that of a seesaw. Although it is slower to load than other catapults, it is quite powerful and can throw heavy stone bombs hundreds of meters away.

Of course, this ancient siege weapon's destructive power would be insufficient against the magically protected walls of a developed country's capital or a large fortress, but it would be more than enough to attack the ordinary walls of a desert city-state.

Boom!

The stone bullets that were brought in as ballast began to be fired, but what was louder than the rocks hitting the city walls was the roar of heavy machine guns.

The number of self-propelled fire elemental gem bombs of machine gun caliber that Ivan made by hand overnight reached thousands, but such a large amount of ammunition was used up in just a few minutes.

The result was the near-total annihilation of the demonic horde summoned by the blood ritual. Being mowed down like wheat by ranged weapons and banished back to the depths of Hell was unacceptable to them, but reality often doesn't change based on individual will, even for demons.

The skull-harvester, bloodied and shot through the waist, staggered to its feet, its face filled with anger. The exceptionally sturdy steel bull it rode, like the other blood-crushing heavy cavalry, had been killed in the indiscriminate fire.

The terrifying power of the large-caliber self-propelled gem bomb directly penetrated the demon's metal shell, making seventeen or eighteen holes in the burly demon beast. The subsequent explosion inside the body turned it, including its skin and bones, into minced meat that could only be used to make beef balls.

Of course, the projection of the devil's power in the material world will only turn into ashes after death, and cannot be made into real beef balls.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The skull-cutter opened its mouth full of fangs and roared with a mixture of grief and anger. It had never fought such a frustrating battle before.

Then, a look of surprise appeared in the eyes of the Terror Demon, because it saw that Alvin actually stopped the chariot that was about to crush the enemy's face, and then slowly walked down.

After putting on the super heavy armored battle suit 'Anubis's Fang', Ivan's height has reached three meters. Even the skull-taker, the champion swordsman under the evil god Korrel, is not as tall as him.

"Are you the champion?" Looking down at the demon in front of him, although it was a question, the black-haired boy's tone was quite certain, and the look he gave the demon was filled with subtle nostalgia.

The Skull Collector is a relatively active character after the demon invasion in the later period.

Of course, at that time, the power projection it used had been strengthened by large amounts of blood to a level comparable to its original body. The power it possessed was comparable to that of the top-notch characters among the upper-level transcendents. At the same time, it also possessed various racial abilities unique to demons. It was definitely a powerful general under the command of Terror.

However, what really impressed Ivan was that this guy liked to fight one-on-one with the enemy in front of the formation, blocking both sides' heads. Therefore, most high-level players had the experience of fighting him one-on-one.

But Ivan was an exception, because by then he had become a fifth-level giant spirit driver. When dealing with such small enemies, he would basically just use his giant spirit soldier to trample them down.

Therefore, he only had the experience of crushing his opponent into minced meat, but had no experience of fighting against him in a one-on-one fight.

This is a great opportunity to experience the skull-collector's famous single combat.

"Fight!!!!"

Without any hesitation, and as if completely forgetting the injuries on his body, the Skullcutter roared and swung the black enchanted beheading sword in his hand, pouncing on Ivan like a wolf.

The demon's speed is as fast as lightning, the demon's sword is as sharp as thunder, and the demon's roar is filled with anger that burns as fiercely as flames!

Then, the tall Titan with wild black hair responded with a focused attack!

A strong red light flashed on the roaring Axe of Annihilation, which was the reaction of the essence left by the demons it killed gathering on Karbant's spirit body.

Relying on these extracted demonic essences, it can completely repair the serious injuries it suffered in the long past and once again descend into the material world in the form of a demon vanguard.

However, the strict contract signed between Alvin and Calbant, which was as thick as a dictionary, was like an invisible chain, forcing him to use all the essence of power to strengthen the soul-made weapon, the Annihilation Axe.

The brass chainsaw axe, which already had intricate decorations, became even more gorgeous at this moment. The amber animal pupil gem on the axe blade was fully opened, and the whole body was shrouded in a strong blood-red magic light. Between the rapidly rotating teeth, streams of red and black intertwined, horrifying magic fire gushed out, which was hot enough to burn the soul.

But what made the axe vibrate violently was indeed the enormous magic power that Alvin infused into it.

This magical power seemed to be mixed with the black-haired boy's surging fighting spirit and domineering intentions, causing Karlbant's spirit to burst out with a scream that almost resounded through the sky.

Boom!

The black beheading sword and the brass-colored annihilation axe collided fiercely, and the resulting huge force caused the sand under the feet of the two to sink several times in succession, and at the same time, a huge air wave exploded in a circular shape.

The next moment, both the tall figures of Ivan wearing the super heavy combat suit and the skull-collector wearing the armor made of demon metal disappeared from the spot at the same time.

No, the two did not disappear. Instead, they burst out with a speed that was difficult for ordinary people to grasp, and then used the powerful weapons in their hands to strike and collide with each other continuously.

The demons and warriors, wielding their weapons and moving in a powerful wind, sent a deluge of dust billowing from the bloodstained sand. It was as if a sudden sandstorm had erupted, deterring anyone on the battlefield from approaching.

The only thing that came out of the collision of weapons was the bright sparks that occasionally penetrated the flying dust and illuminated the figures of both parties for a brief moment.

"The ultimate practical swordsmanship cultivated through a thousand years of bloody battles is indeed so fierce that it makes one's back chilled." Dodging a fierce slash aimed at his neck, Ivan suddenly spoke:

"Ha!" The skull-collector didn't dare to be distracted to listen to the other party's words, because in the battle just now, he felt as if he was facing not a mortal warrior with a limited lifespan, but a celestial warrior who had experienced the same long thousand-year battle as himself, or even experienced more brutal battles!

The seemingly casual but full of murderous fighting skills pushed the opponent into the bottomless abyss of defeat almost every minute, every second, and every moment.

The skills displayed by the young black-haired warrior may not be beautiful, nor do they have any extraordinary effects like extraordinary fighting skills, but the simple horizontal slashes, vertical chops and slight twists of the wrist, such seemingly unintentional movements, create an absolute suppression that is as impenetrable and irresistible as a tsunami.

The wounds were like fast-growing vines, constantly appearing all over the skull-taker's body.

Compared to the skull-harvesters who were being hacked and bleeding profusely, Ivan's expression became increasingly relaxed. Suddenly, he stepped back a few steps, bringing the battle to an abrupt halt.

Ivan inserted the Axe of Annihilation, which was emitting red light and burning with demonic fire, into the sand, completely ignoring Calbant's howl of dissatisfaction.

After stretching his arms and legs, he looked at the panting, pale skull collector and said:

"I have to admit, this was a pretty good rehabilitation campaign."

The skull collector was furious, but before he could roar, he heard the black-haired boy in front of him sigh helplessly.

"Unfortunately, there are bigger prey waiting for me later. Besides, justice for this desert has been too late."

As Alvin spoke slowly, he raised his hands and formed the fist configuration of the Storm Fighting Holy Fist. The light phase system in a circular structure behind him also separated from each other and formed the same fist configuration, and the mithril skeleton implanted inside the Fang of Anubis also began to emit a low buzzing sound.

The magic power is flowing, the magic power is resonating. Even though it is a demon, the Skull-Taker feels that some invisible and intangible thing is rising in front of it. It even feels... fear?

"Since this is a new beginning different from the past, it should also end with a new move different from the past." Ivan's eyes radiated a circle of brilliant golden light.

The power of the triple resonance boxing configuration makes the thick and tall super-heavy armored fighting suit emit a bright golden magical glow all over.

Even stronger than that was the dazzling white light that gathered in Ivan's left and right palms.

what is this?

The skull collector was confused, but his instinct as a Terror Demon made him roar and grip the black beheading sword tightly. Like a gust of wind, he suddenly rushed towards the tall warrior who was only a few steps away from him.

For a demon champion fighter like it, this distance can be crossed in just a moment.

However, this moment became an eternity, and the Demon Champion Skull Taker only saw the tall warrior in heavy armor in front of him slowly extending his palms towards him.

"Turn into dust..." The young man whispered as he suddenly collided the white light gathered in his left and right hands together. What burst out was an extreme light that was enough to illuminate the desert sky.

The secret of the Lan Dou Holy Fist - force string control x original spell!

Penetrating, focused magic shockwave!!!

Chapter 58: The Fist of Correction and Punishment is about to fall from the sky

Light, extremely bright and dazzling white light!

All ten of Ivan's fingers opened at the same time, as if he was holding something extremely heavy. His black hair, which was emitting orange-red color at the end as if it was on fire, danced wildly in the wind.

Almost instantly, the sharp mechanical claws began to glow red and shiny from the end, and then, under the action of high temperature and high pressure, they were forced to deform and unfold the outer armor backwards, exposing the arms of the operator inside.

However, compared to the solid alloy armor and golden armor plates, the two arms with evenly distributed streamlined golden ratio muscles seemed to be stronger than metal, and could easily withstand the high temperature and high pressure generated by the high concentration of magic power in the surrounding environment. Even the surface skin did not show any signs of burns or damage.

In contrast, the magic power that has been compressed to the extreme is immediately released forward in the form of a shock wave of original spell magic power the moment it is released.

During this process, the continuously running ultimate power of Storm Fighting Holy Fist - Force String Domination also continued to have an effective impact on the stimulated magic shock wave itself.

The configuration force transmitted through the mystery is like a booster valve that forces the water flow to converge, further concentrating and pressurizing the magic power that has already been compressed to an exaggerated degree, making it more powerful and faster than ordinary magic shock waves, just like a high-pressure water jet.

Although it did not actually transform into light that could instantly cross 300,000 kilometers (299792.458 km/s), the white beam of light released by Ivan still pierced straight through the chest of the Terror Champion at an extremely high speed that even the extraordinary people could hardly react to.

The skull-harvester's eyes immediately filled with bloodshot, and his heart, along with a large amount of blood, vital organs, and part of his spine, were all completely evaporated by this 'penetrating and focused magic shockwave'. The ferocious demon couldn't help but reveal a wild smile on his face, mixed with the hideousness and distortion revealed by the intense pain he endured.

"Son of Man..." Gritting its teeth, the skull-cutter's body began to burn in the white light. Looking down at the fang-filled mouth that had pierced its chest and opened wide towards Ivan, it shouted with its last bit of strength:

"You did a great job, a great job!!!" After saying that, the demon's tall body was carbonized and shattered by the magic shock wave until it was burned into a handful of black ash.

But this is not the end. The high-speed white light beam, even if it is just the aftermath, leaves a straight track on the surface of the desert that emits a dark red light like melting glass.

The extremely powerful magic shock wave continued to penetrate backwards, heading straight for the city gate where the Witch King Hopt was. Even the wide main city gate covered with heavy metal armor protection would not be able to withstand this brutal, domineering and violent attack that was instilled with a warrior's extremely powerful fighting spirit!

Boom!

The spreading white shock wave was like a wave rising into the sky, spreading straight and smooth in all directions with a horizontal line as the boundary.

The Barrier of Despair, a blood-red barrier spread out in front of the Witch King Hopet. It was a magic shield created by extracting the vitality of everyone in the city. If you want to break it, you have to exhaust all the lives in the city.

But the attack was so swift that even with the ultimate defense of the Wall of Despair, the Witch King Hopt and the desert nobles around him still could not escape unscathed.

Many desert nobles were burned into dry charcoal blocks by the high temperature aftermath transmitted by the impact before the barrier was opened. Faced with the magic boxing combination skill that released nearly 10,000 units of magic power, the various magic protective accessories they wore shattered and exploded. It could be said that it was effective but not completely effective.

Even the Witch King Hopet himself was the same. The few desert nobles who had barely escaped the disaster because they were standing far away saw in cold sweat that their Witch King was staring at his burnt and blackened arm with an indifferent expression. His face no longer had the usual vulgar cruelty, but instead revealed an extremely gloomy numbness.

Even at this point, the Witch King still did not use the beast body as his last trump card, only something difficult to describe was surging in his eyes.

"Can you finally take action? Witch King Hopt!"

"Release the beast, don't hide behind the barrier like a rat!"

The black-haired warrior shouted loudly, and in his golden eyes, the righteous anger burned like flames.

While browsing the Freedom Fist records, he had caught a glimpse of a corner of the huge shadow covering the city of Shakara.

That is not only a tyrannical government, but also a true evil that is extremely dark and profound.

The objectified slaves suffered inhuman torture here, and Alvin was unwilling to even mention those things to anyone.

That was more than just a loss of dignity. In this city that took pleasure in slavery and bloody fights, the so-called slaves were truly "vessels," pure objects whose "excess" parts could be removed at will if they interfered with their use.

**********************, ************************, the waitress slave whose extra 'tongue' was removed because she said half a word more...