Sonya had no intention of waiting any longer.
Since you have decided to fight, there is no reason to look forward or backward.
Even if something extraordinary happened in the high-level heaven, we have to consider it after killing Özil!
The anger in Sonya swept away in an instant, and the outline of the Elder's Temple changed from illusion to reality, and was embedded in this world bit by bit!
In the square in front of the Elder's Temple, the bonfire is burning, revealing the vicissitudes of the passing years and the brilliance of hope!
"Seeing you off here is already considered a kindness on my part!"
Sonya grinned, a bit crazily.
In the rage of a berserker, her teeth were as sharp as a knife and rubbed against each other, and that anger finally emerged from her anger.
"Your kindness? The Nephalem's kindness has never been shown to anyone other than mortals.
Are you afraid that my final blow will destroy the ordinary people in that world?"
Ozil walked slowly towards Sonya and said nonchalantly!
"I knew you wouldn't back down when facing me. You, an executioner with bloody hands, how could you feel guilty and shrink back from the 'lambs' you slaughtered?
never mind!
You are going to die anyway, and even showing this gesture can't change the final result!"
Sonya finally jumped!
Jump chop, a seemingly simple technique.
It's simply a powerful chopping action plus a jumping action.
Although the power of gravity has been increased, if only ordinary physical laws were followed, this blow would be far from the destructive power of destroying the world.
But after all, this is the condensed wisdom of an extraordinary group of life, including the wisdom of fighting!
And this place is still Sonya’s domain! The temple of the elders in her mind!
"So what? How should you face Malthael?"
Ozil raised his head, looked at Sonya in the sky and roared, and pointed the flamethrower in his hand at Sonya in mid-air!
Jumping without the ability to change trajectory in mid-air will only make yourself a target.
Although the Nephalem can fly, they cannot change their trajectory when using Leap Slash!
This is the conclusion Ozil came to after fighting the scattered barbarians while cleaning up the sanctuary!
The barbarian would rather withstand the enemy's most powerful attack in mid-air than give up this attack.
Jumping is like a certain obsession that has been with the barbarian group for a long time.
The blazing flames began to spread outwards along the flamethrower!
The burning will began to erode Sonya's domain bit by bit, and the surface of the thick stone temple of the elders began to melt!
Ozil is no match for Sonya, but he can still resist to some extent!
"ha!"
Sonya's body let out its first war cry before falling into the sea of ​​fire!
The surface of the body was shrouded in a faint red light film.
War Cry: Veteran’s Commandment!
Then Sonya fell to the ground!
The two knives crossed and fell to the ground, and cracks appeared on the solid ground of the square!
Ozil's chest was torn open, and various broken parts were scattered on the ground.
The arm that was still intact also landed quietly at this time, along with the flamethrower that Ozil cherished so much that Tyrael and Malthael helped him make.
"Your body really disappoints me!"
Sonya slowly stood up straight and said this while looking at Ozil's transformed and messy body.
Although this is a battle of revenge that belongs to Sonya, Sonya is still more or less eager to find some glory in this battle.
It's a pity that there is nothing in Ozil that can be called glory.
"Are you pitying me? Pity the great Burning Angel!? Because of my body?"
Fire snakes were constantly spitting out from Özil's body, and Özil's voice was still filled with anger!
"Enough, mortal! You can go and declare to the world that you have defeated the great Ozil!
You can go among the crowd and earn glory!
You who are of demonic origin should have waved your butcher knife in front of the angels a long time ago, and then go and tell the world how great you are!
The devil will always be the devil!"
Özil's body can no longer see the place that belongs to the concept of "flesh". As soon as he said these words, the body was quickly engulfed in flames!
"I will go and comfort the souls of those who died in your hands, and tell them that one of the murderers who brought countless brutal deaths has turned into ashes in the hands of the barbarian Sonya!
I will also tell Imprius and Auriel that their former partners died in my hands because of killing humans!
But there's no half glory in it!
Revenge will only go so far."
Sonya shook off the heavy blade in her hand, then turned her head.
The curled hair swayed in the high temperature, and then smoke appeared.
There were also burnt black marks on the body in the rage posture of the berserker.
It was impossible to end this battle in one blow without paying some price.
"For demons, killing me is an honor. Barbarians, I now see the angelic side in you..."
Ozil's whole body was enveloped in flames. Even though his voice was cheerful and free, no one could see the peaceful eyes that matched his voice.
Until Ozil's death, his quiet side was never seen.
Once the object of faith for countless believers, the burning angel who always guarded wisdom with a scowl on his face did not show peace even until his death.
"The angelic side? It's all bullshit! That's the noble side of human nature.
I will never be so despicable."
Sonya watched the flames in front of her eyes extinguish little by little, and her body slowly withdrew from the rage of the berserker.
She put the hot knives on her waist with some trembling, and then looked at the injuries on her body with a grin on her face.
Old General Qualkek once said, never show weakness in front of the enemy, as that will only invite more brutal attacks.
Sonya took this to heart.
She still kept her silent promise to Ozil and killed the Burning Angel along with his soul.
Now is the time to consider what is happening in the higher heavens.
The realm cannot be closed yet, and Sonya needs some time to heal these wounds from the rules.
These will leave ugly scars on her body. Although Sonya doesn't care much about fragile beauty, she still cares a little bit after all.
Who said that a barbarian female warrior must be informal?
Sonya once secretly envied Vera's figure, and also thought about being able to wear elegant clothes like Li Min.
It's just that she is a warrior who charges forward after all.
At this time, everyone outside the field is waiting for the results.
Although they thought that Sonya, who cut off one of Özil's arms as soon as she appeared, was more powerful, they still prepared for the worst in their hearts.
If the guy who appeared was Ozil, they would still continue fighting indomitably.
The soldiers have all fled, so what can humans rely on?
"What does our existence mean to these guys?"
At this time, Dugan crawled out from a pile of gravel, his movements were very difficult.
To be continued...