The game has become a real alternate world-Chapter 677 - 359: Fury/Defeat

Eastern Wilderness.

Gigantic stone arena.

In the witness of the former dwarf kings.

The battle became more intense.

Whether it was the dwarf who had fallen into a demon or Sergio, their armor was already in tatters.

The durability of datafied weapons was forcibly shattered.

Wounds were everywhere on their body.

During the battle, Sergio's blood volume had also dropped to half, while the enemy's injuries continued to heal at a visible rate.

"Is this all your power? Is this your so-called revenge?"

The demon dwarf mocked, pressing down with his two war axes, his superior strength forcing Sergio into defense.

"Repent for your downfall!"

Sergio shouted and exerted upward force, pushing the demon dwarf away, and swung his axe once more.

But it was blocked by the twin axes, and they reached another stalemate.

"The offspring of cowardly remnants... truly inherited their weak power, hahahaha!"

The demon dwarf mocked vehemently, using one axe to pound the other fiercely, forcing Sergio to stagger backward.

The enemy's words reignited Sergio's fury, and the warrior's power made the flames on his body burn even stronger.

Everyone could see it was the enemy's ploy, but such words were hard not to anger a descendant of the Golden Dwarves, a Clan Leader.

In this anger, Sergio's power surged again.

He pushed him away, then charged forcefully.

This time directly knocked the demon to the ground, axe following, chopping downward.

The sudden surge of strength caught the enemy off guard, giving Sergio the opportunity, and the axe chopped down.

The fallen demon rolled awkwardly. Despite desperately dodging, the axe still hacked off a huge chunk of flesh from his waist.

When the demon dwarf stood up, a large piece of flesh was missing from his waist, which would take considerable time to recover even if he wanted to.

"I still remember the feeling of slaughtering those cowards and listening to the wails of their kin, hahahaha."

The demon said.

His armor had completely shattered and fallen off during the battle, bone spikes protruding from his body.

He was gradually losing the appearance of a dwarf.

"Aaah!"

He roared fiercely, lifting his twin axes, emitting a blood-colored aura as he charged.

His words continuously provoked Sergio, at this point, the flames of fury blazed, obscuring Sergio's face.

His anger transformed into pure substance under the warrior's power.

"Haha, yes, that's it, fight furiously, continue the eternal battle!"

The enemy laughed heartily, the blood-colored aura began to wrap around Sergio.

On the stands of the arena, the Night Watcher could only watch with furrowed brows.

Maxim clenched the scepter in his hand, magic power gathering, power ready to surge.

Kana's words came through the channel.

[Kana: Do not intervene, Sergio has already won.]

These words puzzled everyone.

Yet inexplicably brought a sense of relief.

"Haha, yes, that's it, unleash your rage!"

The dwarf laughed heartily, being beaten back by Sergio, but the blood aura had completely wound around Sergio.

He was close to getting what he wanted.

When he fell from grace, facing his kin, facing those descendants who once resisted bravely.

There's nothing more thrilling than enticing them to fall.

"Repent, then die!"

Sergio shouted angrily.

In the enemy's excited eyes, he raised his war axe high. The burning flames of fury clung to the weapon.

He slammed down fiercely.

By then, the blood aura entangled more densely, as if Sergio had completely fallen.

"Yes, that's it, yes!"

The axe blade fell.

"Bang!"

The violent crash.

What followed was a shattering sound.

In the enemy's shocked gaze, the twin axes were forcibly shattered.

The axe's power didn't diminish, hacking straight at his chest.

The massive war axe embedded directly into the enemy's chest.

The enemy reacted, bracing with both hands, attempting to resist the axe's further penetration.

As the axe drove deeper, the wound fully plunged into the chest.

But the power of this strike had been exhausted.

When the axe was pushed away.

The enemy staggered backward, struggling to stay on his feet, blood gushing like a pillar from the huge wound on his chest, through which his organs were visible.

The wound was so huge, it was like a volcanic crater.

"You, you deceive me?"

Sergio just looked at the other: "I am Sergio, Clan Leader of the Gray Mountain Clan, and a warrior!

A warrior will not be blinded by his own anger! Nor will a Clan Leader."

As a warrior, he had already begun to master the power named anger, which would only become his battle strength and not affect his emotions.

This was extra power built by Kana when structuring the warrior profession.

It could almost be said to be the natural counter to the [Bone Praised Skull]'s power.

After finishing, Sergio prepared to pursue with his axe.

At this moment, the enemy no longer pretended.

Transformed again into the previous horned demon, although the chest wound still existed, power surged once more.

This was his true form now.

The so-called dwarf appearance was merely a relic of the past.

"Then let power, let you know..."

The brass single-eyed demon roared, but before he could finish.

Sergio was already in front of him.

Only then did he realize, Sergio's physique had unknowingly become as enormous as his own.

Some jade green patterns appeared on his body.

In this final strike.

Cui Yu bestowed his blessing.

"I said, repent, then die!"

As the words fell, the war axe followed down.

The sudden strengthening of power, the sudden speed of attack, caught the enemy unaware.

Plus the huge wound on the chest.

This axe fiercely cleaved at the enemy's skull.

In a wail, it broke the horn, and the axe blade embedded in the skull.

The one-eyed bull-headed demon opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to say something, but death had rendered him powerless.

Under the massive force, the axe blade pressed further.

It traversed from the eye corner to the nostrils.

Most of the face had been split by the axe.

The immense power brought him kneeling to the ground.

Sergio released his grip on the axe, slowly half-kneeling on the ground.

He was completely exhausted.

When the experience value appeared at the corner of his eye, he let out the held breath.

Inside the arena.

One kneeled down, another half-kneeled.

Facing each other.

One victor, one loser.