End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

boom! boom! boom! boom----

Being crushed under Russell's body, Balrog finally woke up from the shock and struggled to get up.

As the saying goes, it is easy to lie down, but difficult to stand up!

Russell is familiar with all kinds of joint skills, and knows how to make the Balrog difficult to exert force. It is only delusional for him to turn over.

Don't ask why, Russell just knows that he has a bitter history of tens of thousands of words.

Holding the flame with his left hand, the Balrog turned into a long whip and threw it out. Just halfway through the movement, Russell stepped on his elbow, unable to move his two arms, and was dizzy from continuous heavy punches.

After a fat beating, Russell raised his hands high, and the fire element materialized into a blade, and stabbed fiercely at the Balrog's chest, penetrating through the chest and pinning him to the ground.

Using the character card of the 'Blaze Demon', Russell knew that the flames could not harm the opponent, but he also knew the opponent's weakness.

The Balrog has no heart, its core is a raging flame, as long as this flame is extinguished, the Balrog can be completely wiped out.

Russell held the flame blade, and slammed everything on the Balrog's chest. The blade cut across, cutting back and forth, trying to find the wandering core.

"Ho Ho Ho—"

The severe pain stimulated the nerves of the Balrog. He roared, and opened his mouth wide to spray hot flames, covering Russell's face. But it's useless, everyone is not afraid of fire, and two more sprays will give each other energy.

"Look for a draw!"

Russell roared, his chest pressed against the strong wind, and he opened his mouth to let out a rumbling sound.

He put down the flaming blade, and punched Balrog's cheek with a fist. The huge force shook the Balrog's head and deformed his fist, and his fist also shattered into gravel.

The hot rock fell to the ground, twisted at high temperature, turning the ground into scorching magma.

Russell's fist healed itself, and Balrog's head was also intact. He swung his fist again, but after thinking about it, he didn't drop it. Pull out the flame whip, wrap it around the Balrog's neck, hold the Balrog's horns with his backhand, get up and swing it in mid-air in a circle.

boom!

The Balrog landed again, this time changing his position, lying face down.

Russell held the long whip in one hand, and pressed the horn firmly with the other hand. He raised it up and pressed it down vigorously, forcing the Balrog's head to hit the ground again and again.

After three or five times, the ground was scorched into a magma lake by high temperature, and the Balrog was beaten out of temper, roaring angrily but helpless.

Russell let go of the long flame whip, pressed the back of the Balrog's head with his big hands, raised his head to the sky and roared, and with all his strength, broke off the other horn of the Balrog.

The Balrog can heal itself, and the core energy of the flame is infinite, but the two horns are broken when they are broken, and they can only accumulate over time and grow and recover naturally.

The two horns snapped off, and the Balrog screamed even louder. Along with the uncontrollable anger, boundless heat waves emerged all over his body. The flames were blazing, and the power of the Balrog increased several times. It exploded and knocked Russell away, and successfully got up from the ground.

"Ho Ho Ho—"

After standing still, the Balrog was furious. He threw out a flaming whip with his backhand, wrapped it around Russell's neck, and treated him in the same way as he did, preparing him to experience the pain of breaking his horns.

Russell held the long whip wrapped tightly around his neck in one hand, and pulled out the materialized blade of the fire element with the other, cutting off the stretched long whip.

The long whip was cut off, and the Balrog held his hands in vain, turning into two scorching red battle axes, one left and the other right towards Russell. It may be that he was hurt by Russell, and he was eager to retaliate and gave up his defense, as if desperately trying not to let Russell feel happy.

Not to mention, he broke out with terrifying fighting power in his rage, and the ax was faster than the ax, making it difficult for Russell to parry. The two blades barely resisted, and they were beaten back step by step, breaking how many stone pillars.

A burst of roaring sound resounded through the underground palace, the wind raged, and the flames slammed. Under the scorching of the two Balrogs, the dwarf's magnificent palace had a tendency to melt. The ground is covered with scorching currents, and the temperature in the air is so high that the internal organs will be burned into coke after taking a breath.

Finally, after a long while, the strength of the Balrog's explosion was exhausted, and it was Russell who had the upper hand.

"Ho Ho Ho—"

With a roar,

The fire element battle ax in Balrog's hand was slashed by the long knife, and it instantly shattered into pieces, turning into molten iron magma flying all over the sky.

Russell slashed with a heavy knife, the wind tore, and the two arms of the Balrog were cut off together with the bat wings on the back. The wings of the Balrog can fly, but in the underground hall, the wings are just decorations, and they can't fly even if they want to.

"Gandalf!!"

Russell pierced the Balrog's chest with both knives, and roared out Gandalf's name from his mouth, beckoning him to come and help.

The two Balrogs are exactly the same, it is difficult to tell who is real and who is fake, but Gandalf recognized Russell at a glance, not because of two broken horns, but because Russell's movements are so conspicuous that it is difficult not to recognize him.

A serious Balrog would never strike and suddenly kick the opponent between the legs, nor would he return his carbine and stab the opponent just under the tail.

Gandalf rolled his eyes straight, and the Balrog who specializes in the next three lanes must be Russell.

He didn't know Russell's tactics at first, but after three seconds, he understood.

Russell raised his knife and cut off Balrog's legs and long tail, pressed Balrog on the ground, bent his knees against his back, clasped his face with five fingers, and raised his neck high.

Gandalf recited the incantation silently, and the staff radiated a gentle light, dispelling the surrounding heat waves. His figure flew up without wind, and the long sword in his hand exuded a strong chill, bombarding the Balrog's exposed neck.

Hiss! !

Like the noise of sharp blades rubbing against rocks, a huge gap was cut in Balrog's neck, leaking hot blood like magma. At the same time, the dense dark power flowed out, was dispelled by the lighting technique, and evaporated instantly.

Gandalf's sword failed to cut off the head of the Balrog, but it caused a lot of dark power in his body to leak out. Russell fought hard, clasped the head of the Balrog with both hands, and tore it off.

Balrog's head is not the Achilles' heel, but it would be enough for him to suffer if it is gone. On the ground, Balrog's body's self-healing speed is obviously weakened. The limbs that were recovering rapidly before all stopped at this moment, and the magic power poured into the neck, choosing to repair the head first.

Luo Su slashed his knife, cut off the Balrog at the waist, collected himself, and cut open his chest again. After three or five strokes, a stone with a strong dark atmosphere was pulled out from the position of the Balrog's heart.

Without this stone, Balrog's body suddenly stopped, the energy fluctuations disappeared, and he could no longer heal himself.

Russell backhanded the stone and threw it at Gandalf's feet. The latter was also unambiguous. The tip of the staff was shining brightly, and it lightly tapped on the stone.

Zizizi————

Like a red-hot iron falling into the water, the dark power turned into black mist and disappeared in an instant, and the flame-like bright red stone also lost its luster and turned into ashes.

The temperature in the hall dropped slowly, Gandalf felt relieved, left the high temperature area, and wiped his sweat against the corner of the wall. For some reason, even though he had won the battle, he felt that he had lost something and was depressed.

In the arena, Russell picked and picked the dead body of the Balrog, throwing the black wings and long tail aside.

Gandalf: "..."

He knew what Russell was doing, and what Russell was going to do next. He opened his mouth, feeling sad for a while, and didn't know how to stop it.

Today is the Balrog, tomorrow it might be him... Well, he should be unlikely, after all, Russell should not be able to talk about the image of a human grandfather.

But speaking of the human form, Gandalf thought of the other Maiyas in Middle-earth. Sauron's physical body was gone long ago, so it's really cheap for him!

Suddenly, Gandalf shuddered all over, thinking of his good friend Guan He, Maier who turned into the leader of the giant eagle.

"Too bad, Russell has seen a giant eagle..."