Chapter 1679: Chapter 923: The Third Legend (Part 2)
At this moment, under the impact of the lava strength, the mist retreated rapidly like the receding tide.
At the same time, under the influence of this strength, the Barlo Balrogs seemed to have been instilled with new vitality.
Their once weary bodies began to regain energy, and those fiery bodies became brighter and more dazzling.
The wounds they had from the undead attacks also started to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, with flames burning vigorously at the wound sites, as if devouring all pain.
This powerful and magical strength made the experienced demons instantly realize that it was Dominick, the legendary flame demon, who had taken action.
Soon, Dominick’s figure appeared directly above the demon army.
Dominick’s huge body was like a burning mountain peak, with flames burning nearly white hot at this time.
The temperature of those flames seemed capable of igniting the entire plane, causing the surrounding space to distort and deform.
He looked down at the battlefield with endless majesty and dominance in his eyes, as if everything was under his control.
And those undead mists did not easily give up resisting after dispersing a distance.
After retreating for a while, they quickly gathered as if they had life, starting a fierce push-and-pull with the lava domain.
On the battlefield at the intersection of this abyss plane, a spectacle of two powerful forces confronting each other was formed.
Just when both sides were in a stalemate, the silhouette of Legendary Lich Garrison also appeared within the mist.
He was dressed in a black robe, emanating a chilling aura, with hollow eye sockets flickering with a green light, as if hiding endless evil.
He coldly watched Dominick and the demon army, his aura icy and deep.
Dominick and Legendary Lich Garrison instantly began to engage in battle again, and the terrifying momentum spread out like surging tides, as if tearing apart the entire plane.
Dominick was surrounded by nearly white-hot flames, which roared fiercely like countless frenzied fire dragons, carrying a rage capable of incinerating everything.
He raised his hands high, letting out a thunderous roar, as fiery pillars burst from his hands, directly bombarding towards Garrison.
Garrison, on the other hand, emitted a chilling aura, which spread around him like tangible black mist, making people shiver.
His figure flickered, dodging agilely like a specter under the attack of the fiery pillars.
At the same time, grim green undead magic was released from his hands, transforming into sinister skulls that clawed at Dominick.
Below them, the demon army and the undead legion clashed again.
The abyss demons, who were formidable initially, were still somewhat shaken by the previous undead self-destruct, even without the influence of undead mist at this moment; despite not self-destructing again, they were a little cautious.
During every confrontation with the undead, they appeared cautious, not daring to unleash their full strength.
Only the Barlo Balrogs continued to fight madly.
While the undead relied on their tenacious life force and strange attack methods to fiercely confront the demons.
The entire battlefield fell into a stalemate, with the sounds of battles and magic rumbling intertwined, causing the earth to tremble.
However, in such circumstances, things became somewhat unfavorable for Dominick.
Having lost the advantage brought by the demon army, he gradually fell into a disadvantage in his battle with Garrison.
Despite Dominick’s immense strength, Garrison’s undead magic was very eerie, often attacking from unexpected places.
Those ghostly green skulls not only carried powerful corrosive strength but also exploded upon being resisted, releasing even more terrifying power of the undead.
Dominick swung the flaming giant axe with great effort, striving to fend off Garrison’s attacks.
Each clash between the giant axe and magic exploded with intense light and massive impact.
But Garrison was very cunning, constantly exhausting Dominick’s strength using his agile body and eerie magic.
As time passed, Dominick’s movements gradually slowed down, and the flames on his body were not as vigorous as before.
And this time, having reached a nearly legendary level of strength, Lis could see the battle between Dominick and Garrison clearly.
He hid in the shadows, eyes tightly fixed on the two above the battlefield, feeling a bit puzzled.
Although the battle was quite intense, Lis could still clearly see that Dominick’s body had begun to show wounds corroded by the power of the undead.
Those wounds emitted black smoke, giving off a pungent smell, making Dominick look pained.
Lis was somewhat puzzled why Dominick didn’t choose to retreat.
After all, having lost the previous advantage, he surely wasn’t Garrison’s match now.
Or perhaps, Dominick seemed to have his own plan.
Just like Lis felt something was off previously.
And just when Dominick was struggling to hold on, he was hit hard again by Garrison’s powerful legendary magic.
The whole person flew out like a kite with a broken line for hundreds of meters, crashing heavily onto a piece of scorched earth, raising a cloud of dust.
Dominick struggled to stand up, but the wounds on his body corroded by the power of the undead continually caused him immense pain.
This made every movement extremely difficult, with black blood continuously oozing from his mouth, showing he was severely wounded.
Seeing this, Garrison directly stepped forward.
He knew this was an excellent opportunity, if he could deliver a fatal blow to Dominick at this moment, the outcome of this battle would no longer be in doubt.
Thus, he decisively stepped forward, surrounded by vortexing undead magic, the ghostly green light illuminating the dark sky around.
Strange runes floated in front of him, condensed into an overwhelmingly powerful force, ready to violently attack Dominick.
At the critical moment when Garrison was about to launch his attack, Lis, who had been closely monitoring the battlefield situation, suddenly saw a phantom-like shadow appear behind Garrison like a specter.
That shadow moved extremely fast, completing its appearance and attack preparation almost in an instant.
It made no sound, as if it merged with the surrounding darkness.
Immediately, a sharp attack carrying a piercing sound assaulted Garrison’s back.
Such aggressive power distorted the surrounding air, seeming capable of tearing all objects blocking its path.
Although Garrison was immensely powerful, his attention was entirely on Dominick at this moment, never expecting an attack to suddenly appear from behind.
By the time he sensed danger, it was already too late to dodge.
Thud!
With a muffled sound, the attack pierced Garrison’s body unobstructed.
Garrison’s body jerked violently, looking down at the massive wound on his chest, with the power of the undead continually leaking from it.
And that shadow now revealed its form, unexpectedly an enchanting demon.
Her figure was graceful, with a waterfall-like purple hair flowing in the wind, a face stunning yet exuding an aura of cold beauty and bewitchment.
However, the strange and powerful aura emanating from her body spread like substantial pressure, proving she was undoubtedly a legendary strongman.
The enchanting demon coldly looked at the severely injured Garrison, the corners of her mouth slightly lifted, revealing a taunting smile.
"Garrison, you’re merely like this~"
Turns out, this enchanting demon had been hiding in the shadows, waiting for a chance to deliver a fatal blow to Garrison.
Knowing well Garrison’s strength and cunning, she remained patient and did not strike until this moment.
And Dominick also stood up from the ground without any hesitation.
Though his injuries were still severe, his momentum was not as weak as it was before.
Clearly, he was also feigning previously, just to attract Garrison’s attention, providing an opportunity for this legendary enchanting demon.
