The Primordial Wizard

Crash!

The wet half of his body grew back, Alex stood up, looked at the gradually collapsing Frost Ocean, walked to the melting Frost Behemoth, and took back his severed arm and shadow weapon.

The broken part of the broken arm and the shoulder squirmed in shadows, and countless thin shadow threads appeared, quickly connecting the broken arm back to the body.

Alex waved the shadow weapon in his hand with a severed arm, looking at the terrifying huge meat mountain and Moore who was desperately resisting being held up in the air by the meat mountain, his eyes flashed coldly.

In mid-air, Moore was still desperately fighting back, and he swung the ice crystal dagger, the tribute of frost, with all his strength. Because of the collapse of the Frost Ocean, most of his magic power was weakened, and he was a little exhausted.

"I can only use this trick!" His eyes flashed with firmness, and he waved the praise of Frost, and shouted loudly: "Even if I am suspended in mid-air, I, Moore, will still be undefeated, Frost will purify everything!"

Then he spun at a high speed, and his whole body suddenly jumped upwards. In the midair, he burst into a terrifying light, which was white and dazzling.

boom!

Moore, who was spinning at high speed, with a white and dazzling light, suddenly shrunk to a point, and then fell like a star, his roar echoed throughout the northern fortress

"Frost stars fall, extreme cold storms, purify all evil!"

boom!

The falling ice crystal stars hit Roshan, bursting out with a white light that cannot be seen directly!

Alex closed his eyes, feeling the freezing cold wind with his skin, feeling more and more happy.

"Very good, a mole plus that pile of disgusting meat, just right, just right!"

He laughed wildly, and the darkness behind him suddenly expanded, and the weird rituals arranged in the fortress began to respond, and an ominous atmosphere permeated the air.

From far to near, from the fortress to the massacred villages in the entire northern border, strange ritual patterns began to emerge one by one. If someone looked down from the sky, they would find that the snow-covered northern land was spotted black.

In the center of the fortress, after the stars fell, the entire Roshan was frozen, like a huge ice sculpture. Moore stood on top of the ice-carved meat mountain, panting weakly. Sealing such a huge evil thing was really beyond the limit.

"Fortunately the sun has risen,

The power of the shadow has been greatly weakened. Although we suffered heavy losses, we still won in the end! "

Moore closed his eyes, feeling the sun caressing his skin. Where he couldn't see, the shadows were on the land of the northern border of the crazy devourer.

"Papa papa!"

Alex clapped his hands and approached the ice sculpture meat mountain, and said tut-tsk: "I have to admire you, the great hero Moore Rona, the holder of the Praise of Frost!"

"You have almost thoroughly studied how to use the Blessing of Frost. Even if you are the peak hero, the golden hero may not be as good as you. You are just a little bit worse. You can turn the whole battle situation around by yourself."

"I, Alex, the first follower of the Lord of Darkness, Lord Dirkbach, would like to call you the Great Hero and the Strongest."

Alex opened his arms, raised the shadow blade in his hand, and chanted like a poet.

"When death is imminent, do you still want to pretend to be a ghost?"

Moore opened his eyes, regained some strength, and jumped to his feet, ready to finish Alex.

At this moment, the ice sculpture meat mountain suddenly shook violently, and a more ominous breath burst out.

"How is it possible, the Fall of the Frost Star is the strongest sealing power of the Praise of Frost, even if it is a legendary hero, it is impossible to come out so soon after being sealed!"

Moore said in horror.

"Roshan's patchwork is destined to be a sacrifice. You sealed it, which fits my ceremony and helped me make up for the last point. As a thank you, please become a sacrifice of the ceremony together!"

Accompanied by Alex's words, an ominous shadow covering the sky and the sun burst out from under the meat mountain, quickly swallowing the meat mountain, and anthropomorphically hiccupped.

Standing on the mountain of meat, Moore had no time to escape, and was swallowed by the ominous shadow that covered the sky and the sun. He struggled hard to escape, but was finally pulled deeper.

In the darkness, the desperate Moore screamed desperately, throwing the treasure-like wonder in his hand, the Blessing of Frost, out of the shadows!

"Go, take my unwillingness and regret, look for the Frost blood descendant who is walking on the right path, let him regain the glory of Frost, and purify these evils!"

After doing all this, Moore was completely swallowed by the shadow.

Standing in the deserted northern fortress, Alex half knelt while watching the raging shadows.

"The first believer of the gray, Alex, welcome the great master of the gray, Lord Dirkbach!"

The raging shadows filled the entire sky like waves, as if responding to Alex, the giant hand that shrouded the sky tore apart the sky with a smell of decay and sulfur, and countless demons rushed to descend from the cracks.

The giant hand exerted force again, and the crack in the entire sky became even bigger. The terrifying existence on the opposite side tried several times, but still couldn't pass through the crack directly. It seemed that there was some kind of regular force restricting him.

After a long time, the rift shrank irresistibly, the existence roared, split a projection, and passed through the ever-shrinking rift.

boom!

As his projection fell into the northern fortress, the cracks in the sky healed quickly, and the demons who were too late to pass were smashed into pieces by the cracks and disappeared without a trace.

The witch carried Sauron and looked at the changes in the northern border from a distance. The entire fortress had turned into an abyss, and dozens of demon lairs had been successfully transformed with the remnants of Roshan.

The front line that used to resist monsters has now become a playground for shadow demons, where countless shadow demon human-faced insects breed, they bite each other, and the strong ones gradually evolve into little demons with pointed tails.

"I didn't expect our hard-hearted Witch Your Excellency to care about a mortal."

Unknowingly, Ambrio walked behind the witch and said softly.

"This has nothing to do with you. It's your Roshan monster. Isn't it a pity to use it like this?"

The witch didn't look back, and walked quickly with the unconscious Sauron.

"It is an honor and a painful honor to be able to help the great Dirkbach."

Ambrio bowed to the witch, with a ferocious expression on the mask of pain and enjoyment.

The witch didn't answer, she took Sauron with her hand, took a few steps lightly, walked a long way, and disappeared soon. Ambrio stared at the departing figure of the Witch, with a strange smile on the pain mask.

The team of wizard apprentices saw the great changes in the northern border, and there was some commotion in the extremely ominous atmosphere of the abyss, and everyone was grateful for the rest of their lives.

The eagle's mirror image, Ace, took the chubby hair book elf who was supported by extraordinary knowledge to death, and after hovering in the air for a few laps, he landed next to Bayern and transformed back into himself.

Wearing a black robe, with the hood removed, mirroring Ace's chubby hair moving with the wind, making small hiccups from time to time.