"Colger, you're crazy."

At the other end of the battlefield, beside a tall barbarian surrounded by animal skins, the blue skinned hero shouted a harsh rebuke.

That's the hero York who went to negotiate with the enemy, but he doesn't look good now. He's being tied by a rope. With his voice, behind him, a barbarian woman with a battle axe and blood on her face kicked him to the ground.

"You don't know what a terrible existence you have offended. Your offense will bring destruction to the whole crullod!"

Despite the inconvenience, York struggled to sit up and scolded the tall barbarian.

Finally, York's repeated accusations also attracted the eyes of the tall barbarian. Facing the opponent in the battle of the throne, his eyes flashed a bit of disdain: "just by your demon army? They are not my opponents, but you loser. What's the qualification to talk to me like this?"

"That's what I want to ask you. I see, what have you done at the devil's gate on the border of krylord?" Recalling what he had seen before, York gritted his teeth and said that the red gate built at the border of crullod must be related to the barbarian leader in front of him. "You turned your back on the creature of krylord and threw yourself into the arms of the devil."

In the face of York's question, colger laughed. His laughter was loud. The barbarian woman on one side looked at him with admiration: "you're wrong. I just accepted the power from the depths of my blood."

"Things should start with the 'steel claw'..."

Looking at the blue skinned barbarian, Colg's eyes showed a deep sense of satisfaction. York and his subordinates once brought him a lot of trouble in the battle for the throne. Unfortunately, he was stronger in the end. At this time, York, after twists and turns, became his prisoner again.

"Steel claw?" York said the name in colger's mouth and soon realized something. "You mean, the ancient bimon?"

In the battle for the throne, kolg achieved many honors, among which the most dazzling one was undoubtedly the killing of the prestigious ancient bimon "steel claw" entrenched in the deepest part of krylord.

The existence of the 'steel claw' is as old as brakada. It is said that when the hero Tanan entered the depths of krylord, he also failed under its claws, but colger killed him.

Aware of York's doubts, colger was also excited: "yes. You don't know what I found in the nest of steel claws. It was an altar made of animal bones, an altar that even ancient bimon would pray devoutly."

York opened his mouth wide. Before that, he had never heard of such a thing. An altar piled up by ancient bimon and prayed devoutly. The word spread was enough to deeply shock any savage creature.

Behind him, the woman with blood and war patterns did not show an unexpected color. It was obvious that she had already known this situation.

After a moment of silence, York finally asked, "what is the altar dedicated to? Where are the monsters that can be revered by ancient bimon?"

"Monster? You'd better pay attention to your attitude. That's enough to destroy the existence of the whole mage country. He is the king in the depths of hell and the ancient behemoth king of bimon. Like us, his body is flowing with the blood of savage creatures!"

York showed a deep shock. He never thought that colger still had such a secret.

"That's why you built the devil's gate? I've been in contact with those doomsday believers. They are all a group of madmen. Do you want to get involved in the doomsday and drag the whole krylord into the water?" It seemed that he had thought of something, York asked immediately.

"I'm the chief of krylord. Everything here should listen to me. This is my right to win back in the battle of the throne."

Facing York's question, colger grabbed his collar and lifted him up.

"The krylodes will win back everything in the end. The great and merciful behemoth gave us his power. See those bimons? In front of them, the Dragon puppets made by those mages can't resist even one move. With this power, who else is my opponent? Unfortunately, losers like you will never see that one "Yes."

With that, he suddenly waved and threw York to the ground. With this heavy blow, York gave a dull hum, and his body rolled all the way to the feet of the woman with war patterns.

"Execute him, Jijia." Colger said faintly.

After receiving the order from the chief, the war grain woman licked her lips excitedly. She lifted the battle axe in her hand and stared carefully at York below, as if looking for a suitable angle to start. However, York laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Colger found York's change and asked.

York shook his head. "If this is what you rely on, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed."

Recalling the commander's words, at this moment, York finally found that Korg's dependence was the power from behemoth. With the blessing of that force, the strength of the already powerful bimon beast has been further improved. Even the great demons are not their opponents.

However, recalling the fighting mode of the undead legion, York realized that the powerful force colger relied on could not help the undead Legion. He could not restrain the reborn Legion members. Those mages had taught him a painful lesson that they could not find a way to restrain.

"What?"

Colger was slightly stunned, but he saw a man running over in panic.

"No, chief kolger, the enemies, they... They..."

The urgent colger picked away the unspeakable barbarian with one hand, then looked into the distant battlefield and soon saw a scene that surprised him.

He saw that a great devil who had just been cut in half by bimonth's claw returned to his original state and continued to devote himself to the battle at the next moment.

Under the attack of those great demons who are not afraid of death, the powerful hell bimon also has countless wounds, gradually showing a tendency of unstoppable.

"How could this happen..." kolger was slightly stunned. The scene in front of him was really beyond his expectation. He thought he could win the battle by relying on the power of hell bimon. Unexpectedly, such a thing happened. The root lies in the power that makes the dead devil regain new life.