Chapter 363: Titan's Winter (Part 2)

With a Titan Sword, Baister did not fall down, and slowly stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were burning with flames. It was so satisfying, what kind of power is this!

With a loud roar, Baister shot thirteen lightnings in succession, and his huge body disappeared into the lightning. Caesar was still motionless. The Triumph Sword shook for a moment and disappeared into reality. To be precise, it was a super-high speed swing, and almost reached the thirteen lightnings at the same time were dispersed at the same time.

At this time, Baister had already appeared above Caesar's head, and it was really pressing down. The Titan Sword was another ray of lightning. Even if it blocked the lightning, it could not block the follow-up attack.

But... the goal disappeared!

Crisis lightning, Caesar appeared on his side, and another dull punch. Baister had no time to pay attention to the shock in his heart. What kind of strange speed was this, and the Titan Sword raised Caesar with a hook.

Another punch, Caesar did not use his sword, and directly punched the Titan Sword.

Baister's huge body flew out like autumn leaves, fell heavily to the ground, looking at Caesar in shock... God, someone can actually take over the magic weapon with empty hands!

The divine weapon was carrying a strange power, but Caesar was not affected at all. In fact, it was not completely unbearable. Caesar also felt his arms were a little sore and numb. At this time, he was at the peak of the sea fighting spirit, and he probably could not be described as a swordsman. This was also his first use, and the first time he had resurrected from the dead. This was what the White Tiger brought to him. What he used just now was not the domain at all. The speed of the Bister Giant could not be considered particularly outstanding, and of course it could not be compared with Caesar now.

Caesar was still pressing towards the giant slowly. If someone saw it, he would definitely find it strange that the "slim" Caesar was approaching slowly like a giant, while the giant was actually playing around like a human being.

Baister didn't want to do it either, but there was no way, but at that moment. The human being in front of him seemed to be unable to shake the mountain range, and the earth was under his feet.

The thrilling attack on the Titan giant's proud pride was so vulnerable in front of him. It could directly connect to the lightning. The opponent's eyesight, strength, and attack speed were no longer the same as him. After the battle just now, he had completely seen through his routine.

Now I have to use my trump card.

And Caesar has been waiting. He wants to convince his opponent, so he naturally has to give him a chance!

Byster stood up again, his eyes became more serious, and he solemnly raised the Titan Sword. He knew that the final attack was coming, "O God, give your people the power, absolute power.

Absolute space, completely shrouded in your glory, annihilated - Titan's winter!"

The entire sight was shrouded in the silver light of the Titan Sword, and it was silver, and the deep power knew what Caesar had fallen into a space instantly.

To be precise, it was a field created by pure power. It was constantly squeezing him from all sides, but the real attack came from above, and a huge pillar of light in solid silver fell from the sky.

Devour him like a silver dragon.

It cannot be moved, it is a power field from all sides. With Caesar's fighting spirit, it can certainly be knocked away, but the speed of the silver light column seems to be slow, but in fact it is only a moment. Only experts like them can "slow down" instantly, which is only visual or spiritual.

It's too late to really move.

Bone-bone silver.

The winter of Titan is dead silent and everything is destroyed.

When I saw the people at the foot of the mountain seeing the exaggerated and rumbling silver light column, I was also a little stunned... Is this called summoning the gods to be helpers? It's so outrageous!

The giants who were familiar with the inside story looked at the last blow motionlessly. If they blocked the last blow, Caesar was their new guide. If they failed,... Titan's winter. That was the summoning of the god of death.

But there are miracles after the miracle.

Baister widened his eyes, his expression a little silly.

...It's not his fault at all. No one would be stupid. Caesar did not have time to react as expected. Even if he was strong, in the face of such a killing attack, the only choice was to dodge before the attack was formed, or not allow him to use it at all. Once such an attack was completed, only God would know the result.

But Baister couldn't believe that all the attacks were still, as if something was blocking the arrival of Titan's winter. The silver beam of light actually stopped above Caesar's head, so close, but it could not get close to it.

At this time, it can be clearly discovered that the silver light from the literal direction did not press on Caesar at all, and there was nothing within one foot of his side.

I can't believe what can stop pure energy attacks.

With a loud shout, the sea fighting spirit was of far use. Caesar held his right hand tightly and put his left hand on his wrist. With the loud roar, a deep blue light appeared and ignited from Caesar's right hand,... It was blue.

Drink!

Caesar's roar was responding to Caesar's roar, and a punch soared into the sky. The blue light penetrated into the silver column of light and continuously transmitted in. If the Titan's winter was a silver dragon, then Caesar's punch was a dragon-killing arrow!

In the mottled power, the Titans' winter began to collapse until they finally disappeared and dissipated with the wind.

Caesar was still standing there, but the giant knelt respectfully. He didn't need to know what it was in the end. He knew that the leader of the giants was back.

The King is back!

There are more and more giants, and they are waiting for the final result. These are the leaders of various tribes. What is the final result?

A strong wind swept across, and footsteps came from the mountain, and people's hearts were tangled together.

One big, one small, two figures, Baister's face was solemn.

Needless to say, the patriarch took the lead.

"Great Messenger, welcome your return, the giants are guided toward the light!"

Countless giants worshipped them, and they knew that this was the savior the giants had been waiting for. No matter others, they believed it!

Bendigo's blood tends to boil, and this is their prince and their king. With these giants getting along, Cagliari dominated Maya and increased his capital. This will be the strongest heavy infantry in the Maya continent!
Chapter completed!