Chapter 1053

when!

The trolls in the audience noticed that Corsaro had disappeared.

The vast majority of trolls still don't understand what happened, only a few high-ranking paladins know that this is the performance of extreme speed, so fast that they can't even catch their eyes, they are suddenly terrified.

In the arena, Zurazab opened his eyes wide, and finally caught a light in the corner of his eyes.

Because it was too fast to see clearly, I only saw a vague outline in the light.

He reacted in an instant.

Turn around and swing the axe!

Clang...

A loud bang almost overlapped with the sound of the gong, but it was sharper than the sound of the gong, as if it had the power to penetrate metal and stone. Many trolls sitting in the front row felt their eardrums tingle, and subconsciously covered their ears, and then saw a tall A figure emerged above the chief's head, he raised his giant sword high and slashed down, and shook head-on with the chief's battle axe, making this terrifying sound.

The place where the giant sword and the battle ax collided erupted with holy light, forming a huge arc of light, splitting the air, as if to split the chief in half with the help of the momentum at a high place.

"ah……"

Zurazab's body also swelled up, bursting out with all his strength, resisting Corsaro's cleave.

But only for a brief moment.

bang.

All the trolls felt the vibration under their feet, and the entire Gurubak Arena trembled, watching helplessly as the chief was smashed into the ground by the sword.

A large pit with a diameter of several meters appeared at Zurazab's feet, and half of his body was plunged into the ground, but he still held his battle ax to resist.

There was a stalemate between the two sides on the field.

The trolls were stunned by this scene. It was obvious that in the first confrontation between the chief and the Chosen One, the Chosen One had the absolute upper hand.

But how is this possible?

Zurazab himself couldn't believe it.

What he is most proud of in his life is his strength. He is born strong and powerful. When he was young, he never met an opponent who could compete with him in strength. Go head-to-head with Loa.

However, this confidence has been completely subverted today.

The arms holding the tomahawk went numb, and the tiger's mouth burst open. The terrifying force told him that Corsaro's strength was at least ten times that of his own, and it might be even higher!

He's not even a Sun Warrior...

The two trolls are one high and one low, their eyes are facing each other, and they can almost feel each other's breath.

Zurazab saw the coldness on Corsaro's face, even in the battle of deciding the future and life and death, there seemed to be no emotional ups and downs.

The previous Corsaro definitely did not have such a strong mentality.

Even if he became God's Chosen now, he is still a mortal. Divine magic can give power, but it will not change his personality drastically in a day.

"Who are you?"

Zuzarab asked out of nowhere.

Corsaro's eyes flickered, revealing a hint of surprise. Zurazab keenly caught the opponent's lack of focus, and gave a loud shout. The golden armor on his body was flowing with light, and his power soared instantly. Corsaro flew up.

Corsaro had nowhere to rely on in the air, and the huge counterattack force made him fly upside down, losing his balance for a while.

A large hand appeared from below and grabbed his foot.

boom!

Zurazab grabbed Corsaro's ankle and slammed it hard on the ground. A human-shaped pit was smashed out of the hard rocky ground, and gravel flew.

But it only smashed once, and Corsaro disappeared out of nowhere.

Teleport!

Corsaro appeared beside Zuzabra, the giant sword had just slashed out, but Zurazab anticipated the attack in advance, and the heavy Lightbreaker battle ax swung forward with great force. Gathering all his skills and strength, the holy light on the blade of the ax is as sharp as if it had substance, as if even light could split it.

This battle ax crafted by the Sun Tribe craftsmen has reached the legendary level.

It weighs seven thousand pounds, not only can increase the lethality of the power of the holy light, but also it is as light as nothing when it is swung, and it has the effect of speeding up the battle, making it difficult for the enemy to defend against.

Even Corsaro fell for it.

With a clatter.

Corsaro's giant sword was broken into several pieces, and the momentum of the Lightbreaker's battle ax remained undiminished. The whole journey was like a broken bamboo, splitting the "Holy Light Barrier" that appeared outside the body, and then cutting through the sacred armor, sparks splashed in all directions, The ax blade sliced ​​into Corsaro's waist.

"Um?"

Zurazab immediately sensed something was wrong.

The resistance from the tomahawk was actually greater than that of the armor, and it got stuck only halfway through the cut. It should be blocked by the spine, as if the cut was not a flesh and blood body, but a piece of Guraman Eternal Gold. If I hit with all my strength, any troll would be cut in half, but in the end, I couldn't even cut half of Corsaro's waist.

This is definitely not magic, and this troll is not Corsaro!

Zurazab was determined.

But at this moment, he sensed the terrible danger, and he retreated decisively, and a terrifying golden flame exploded in his vision.

Boom!

A huge explosion resounded throughout the city, and a scorching sun rose in the eyes of the troll audience. The temperature of the entire arena soared, as if it was in a furnace.

Immediately afterwards, the shock wave from the explosion swept out.

Even at a distance of more than two hundred meters, this shock wave still knocked the trolls in the auditorium upside down. Many trolls were wounded and screamed in pain. Fortunately, the injuries were not serious. The troll was born with a tenacious self-healing ability, and most of the paladins sitting in the front row were powerful, and some had just mastered the light of recovery, so no casualties were caused.

What kind of magic is this?

The trolls were both scared and curious, and tried to open their eyes wide to look at the field.

A big hole was blown out in the middle of the arena, the ground was scorched black, and a figure of a troll hovered in the air in the aftermath of the flames of the explosion, its wings vibrated slightly on its back.

It was Corsaro.

Chief Zurazab was blown to the edge of the arena. He reacted in time and avoided the impact of the explosion half a step ahead of schedule, but he was also seriously injured.

The armor on his body was damaged in many places, a golden flame spread all over his body, the armor was burnt red, and his skin was ripped apart. If he hadn't been protected by the power of the holy light and tried his best to extinguish the flames, he would have been burned to ashes in just a few breaths.

Strands of flames fell from Zurazab's body to the ground, burning holes one after another.

"hiss……"

The paladins who happened to be sitting not far from the chief gasped.

They could feel the temperature of this flame, but they were only a little closer, sweating profusely all over their bodies, and their mouths were dry.

However, Zurazab ignored the pain of being burned and kept his eyes on Corsaro, the wound that landed on Corsaro's waist. The armor cut by the battle ax is recovering, but it can be seen that under the armor, a huge wound goes deep into the waist, but not a drop of blood flows out.

Not only did it not bleed, but the muscles on the wound squirmed quickly and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In a blink of an eye, Corsaro's injury recovered.

His skin shone with a metallic luster, and his body seemed to be cast from gold, and it was the hardest Gulaman Eternal Gold!

Zurazab's eyes were extremely horrified.

He couldn't understand, how did Corsaro do it? With such a tough body, strong defense and recovery power, even if Corsaro did not have the power of holy light and magic, he would be invincible only with his terrifying body and strength.

Not only Zurazab, but many sharp-eyed trolls also saw it, but their level of strength was not enough, and they thought it was the power of divine arts.

Suddenly, the paladins went crazy.

How great would it be if I could get such a powerful magic in the future?

But Zurazab's heart sank. At this moment, seeing Corsaro looking towards him, he said softly, "I admit that I underestimated your strength before."

In other words, he didn't use his full strength in the battle.

Zurazab felt a chill in his heart.

I saw Corsaro put aside the half of the hilt in his hand, and held his right hand empty. The power of the holy light was condensed in the palm, and a huge sword composed of the purest light quickly took shape. Within half a breath, he got the A weapon of holy light if it has substance.

Divine Art—Sword of Dawn!

This is a divine technique from Losenda, the Lord of Dawn. It has the same name as another divine weapon of his. Abyssal demons and evil creatures have triple the damage.

The Sword of Dawn is somewhat similar to Tim Kenan's magic sword, but the emphasis is different.

There is no such magical technique in the records of the Lieyang tribe.

Zuzarab, Tusul, and many priests and paladins have never seen it before, but this does not prevent them from seeing that it is an extremely powerful magic.

The holy flame of light was ignited on the Sword of Dawn, and its lethality went up to a higher level.

this moment.

Corsaro is suspended in the arena, with a tall body wearing sacred armor, with huge golden wings on his back, and holding the dazzling Sword of Dawn, with flames burning on the sword, like a god descending from the earth.

The majestic aura of holy light spread to the entire arena, shocking the hearts of the scorching sun trolls while watching them fascinated.

Fanaticism appeared in their eyes, and their belief in Anser had once again increased, and they thought that this is the messenger of God!

God's Chosen should be so powerful!

"Corsaro!"

"Corsaro..."

Some troll believers couldn't help shouting out the name of the chosen one, and soon other believers followed suit, shouting louder and louder, like a wave, and the voice of Corsaro resounded through the sky.

Zuraza's face sank like water.

He is very clear about the character of his people. He is born to be strong and admires strength. If he loses today, he will lose everything, prestige, status, power, and even his life. Even before he was defeated, Corsaro just showed a strength that could rival him. Because of the worship of Anser, the tribe had already given up on themselves and turned to Corsaro.

Although he only fought two or three times, he no longer had the confidence to beat Corsaro.

Because this troll is not Corsaro!

Who is he?

Zurazab's mind turned sharply. The other party pretended to be Corsaro to fight for the position of chief, obviously for the purpose of controlling the Lieyang tribe.

But why would Ancer support him?

A terrifying idea suddenly flashed in Zurazab's mind, and he immediately denied this speculation, but it took root in his mind irresistibly, and it grew wildly like weeds. What if... he thought, what if gods were also other gods in disguise?

But it didn't make sense, the god's response, the divine magic that he bestowed on himself and the tribe was true, and it was completely consistent with the divine magic in the tribal records.

These spells are unique uses of the power of the Holy Light that cannot be bestowed by other gods.

God should really wake up.

As the high priest of the temple, Tusul also confirmed that he secretly competed with himself and fought for power and profit, but he would never hide himself and betray the Lieyang tribe in matters related to the future and life and death of the tribe!

But just in case.

Zuzarab couldn't stop thinking about it. If the god was usurped, Tusur and many priests and paladins would not find out... He didn't dare to think about it. If this is the case, the Lieyang tribe will be in chaos The abyss of no return!

"I have to expose him." Zurazab made a decision in an instant.

Even if he proves himself wrong in the future, for the sake of the tribe and himself, he must now let the tribe know that the Chosen One is not Corsaro.

This is also your chance to make a comeback!

"you are not……"

Zurazab opened his mouth to shout, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Corsaro flapped his wings, turned into light, and appeared in front of him in an instant.

The flaming golden giant sword slashed down.

Zurazab was forced to stop speaking, and raised the Lightbreaker battle ax to meet the enemy. From bottom to top, the ax blade drew a sharp arc and slashed towards Corsaro, trying to force the opponent away. But the ax cut was empty, and Corsaro was just a feint.

Zurazab leaped forward fiercely, taking more than a dozen steps in an instant.

The flaming sword slashed behind him with a slight difference, leaving a gully tens of meters long on the ground, almost cutting into the audience.

"you……"

Zurazab yelled again.

Corsaro had already seen his intentions, and he landed on the ground with a slash, as if falling to the ground, his feet slammed on the ground, releasing a "Holy Shock" with his own feet.

boom!

The entire arena trembled, and the raging holy flame erupted, instantly catching up with Zurazab's back and drowning him.

The holy shock was originally a "flame shock" from the molten gold fire demon. It not only explodes quickly, but also has a large range. It can attack both melee and long-range. It has both physical damage and fire damage. He was immediately sent flying, and his body was ignited by the holy light again.

A holy shock was released, and Corsaro also threw out the Sword of Dawn in his hand.

The golden holy sword instantly expanded to a length of more than five meters.

Corsaro, who was in a state of infinite rage, had already reached the upper limit of level 20. The Sword of Dawn, blessed with terrifying power, turned into a 100-meter-long beam of brilliant sword light, straddling the midair of the arena.

In the eyes of the troll audience, this sword seemed to cut the arena in half.

The sword light flashed.

In an instant, the Sword of Dawn hit Zurazab in mid-air, pierced through his body without hindrance, and disappeared into the sky. In the next second, the Sword of Dawn reappeared in the field of vision and flew back to Salzaro's hand.

Only then did Zurazab fall to the ground and be broken in two.

he died.

The Sword of Dawn cut Zurazab from the middle of his body. The gorgeous armor he wore had no effect at all. The incision was neat, and the blood was evaporated by the bright holy light in an instant. The body burned immediately when it fell on the ground, and turned into ashes in a blink of an eye. .

The Gurubak Arena was silent for a few seconds, and many trolls had complex expressions, but soon, the paladins broke out into monstrous shouts.

"Corsaro!"

"Great chosen one, meet the new chieftain!"