The moment this war hammer flew out, the power contained in it was terrifying, so Roy and Julia subconsciously made a vigilant posture.
Turning his head, Roy looked at the large hole created by the war hammer and heard the screams of numerous demons dying on the other side of the wall, as though someone was massacring these low-level demons wantonly.
A moment later, the screams stopped, and Roy immediately understood that the demons chasing after him had all died.
Thud! Thud! Heavy footsteps came, and a burly and … stocky figure appeared at the hole created by the war hammer.
When Julia saw this figure, her pupils could not help but contract, and she subconsciously shouted, "Ulthane?! It's you?! "
What appeared in front of Roy and Julia was a short and burly man. He had a pair of incomparably thick arms, and his entire body was filled with explosive muscles. On his flat head, only the hair at his temples was flying backward, and he had a full beard and a resolute expression. After hearing Julia's voice, the burly man looked at her and then stretched out his hand without saying a word to pull out the war hammer that was deeply embedded in the ground.
With a crack, when the war hammer was pulled out, the ground cracked like a spider web again. The weight of the hammer seemed to be beyond imagination.
However, Ulthane easily held this war hammer in his hand. After spinning it around, the blood and flesh of the demons stained with it were thrown away, and Ulthane carried it on his shoulder.
After doing this, Ulthane said in a dull accent, "Fallen angel, do you know me?"
"Of course, Black Hammer Ulthane of the makers. Who hasn't heard of your name?" Julia's expression was solemn as she held her sword tightly and asked, "Why did an ancient race like you come to the human world? Don't you makers never interfere in the war between angels and demons? "
Ulthane did not say anything as he slowly walked forward with his war hammer. Looking at his movements, Julia became more and more nervous and subconsciously moved closer to Roy.
Although Roy remained calm on the surface, he was actually mobilizing his magic power.
As soon as Roy heard Julia mention the makers, he immediately recalled that there was indeed such an ancient race in the Darksiders world. How ancient was this race? Their history was even before the appearance of the Charred Council!
The makers were a race of natural craftsmen, very similar to the so-called dwarves, but in fact, they were stronger than the dwarves. This race seemed to have very few people, but every one of them was an incomparably powerful warrior. He could tell from Julia's nervousness.
Now that Black Hammer Ulthane had killed a large number of demons as soon as he appeared, Roy could not help but become vigilant. This was a very powerful enemy, and before figuring out his intentions, he had to be prepared to fight.
Ulthane did not answer Julia's question. Instead, he stood not far from the two of them and turned his head slightly to look at Roy. After sizing him up for a while, he said, "I'm Black Hammer Ulthane. Demon, who are you?"
"My name Osiris!" Roy replied expressionlessly.
"I hate you very much!" Ulthane immediately said straightforwardly. "You exude a frost aura, and the makers hate anything that can lower the temperature!"
"Oh, really?" Roy sarcastically said, "Could it be that when you forge iron, you use magma to cool down and quench it?"
"…" Ulthane choked on Roy's words, but then he shook his head. "It seems like you're also a cunning demon. I won't argue with you. The war between you angels and demons has nothing to do with me. But if you want to pass through here, you have to ask my hammer first!"
With that, he took off the war hammer on his shoulder and held it horizontally in front of him with both hands.
"Huh?!" Roy was slightly stunned, and then his expression was a little subtle. "You want to stop me? Do you know what I'm going to do? "
"Of course I know!" Ulthane snorted and said disdainfully, "Don't you want to plunder the human souls in this facility? I don't believe that you won't be tempted by so many souls! "
"No, no, no!" Roy stretched out a finger and wagged it. "I think you're completely wrong. In fact, I'm just lost!"
"Do you think I'll believe it? Demon! "Ulthane snorted.
"Of course not!" Roy spread his hands. "From your tone, you were planning to fight, right?!"
"You're right!" Ulthane suddenly roared and swung his heavy sledgehammer at Roy!
Roy stretched out his hand and quickly condensed a pitch-black ice wall in front of him. At the same time, he pulled Julia with his other hand to stop her from rushing out.
With a loud bang, Ulthane's hammer smashed fiercely on the ice wall that Roy condensed. The ice wall containing the power of the Dark-Dark Fruit had a strong resistance to physical attacks, but it did not last long under Ulthane's attack before breaking!
The moment of contact, the ice wall was covered in cracks. Within a few milliseconds, it shattered into countless black ice crystals.
Ulthane's hammer continued to maintain its indomitable momentum as it swung at Roy behind the ice wall!
However, although it only blocked Ulthane for a moment, it was enough for Roy. He pulled Julia, flashed, disappeared, and then appeared behind Ulthane.
Facing this warrior with super strength, Roy was not stupid enough to take out Frostmourne and fight him head-on. Ulthane was a so-called maker. Just by imagining it, he knew that the hammer in his hand was definitely an indestructible material. Although Roy had created Frostmourne with the system, its essential material was only the relatively common magic iron in the Abyss. Ulthane's sword might break it in a single exchange.
Facing an enemy like Ulthane, Roy reckoned that even using Bloodlust might not be enough to defeat his strength. Not to mention Julia. She was not good at dealing with this kind of strength-type opponent …
Therefore, Roy immediately chose to avoid. When he arrived behind Ulthane, he immediately flapped his wings and flew up with Julia.
Although he could not fly too high in this space, he was bullying Ulthane for not having wings. In the air, Roy pointed at Ulthane and said to the remaining low-level demons, "Attack!"
The low-level demons absolutely obeyed the orders of Roy, a high-rank demon. Moreover, demons had always been like this. There was no fear, only the fanaticism of battle. So after Roy gave the order, the remaining low-level demons roared and pounced on Ulthane.
"Damn it, get lost!" Ulthane let out a deafening battle roar and waved his war hammer to fight the low-level demons.
Roy said to Julia, "Scout ahead and wait for me to come. Leave this guy to me first!"
"There's no need to tangle with him!" Julia shook her head and disagreed. "Ulthane is very strong, really very strong. Even some demon lords are unwilling to provoke him. Let the low-level demons hold him back. We can leave quickly."
"It doesn't matter. This narrow space is the best battlefield for me!" Roy said. "It will take some time to move the things I want later. It won't be good if I let him disrupt the situation. It's best to let him know how powerful I am here."
Hearing Roy say this, Julia could only nod and not say anything else. She turned around and flew forward.
In just a few words, Ulthane had almost killed all the low-level demons. Low-level demons were low-level demons after all. They simply died under Ulthane's hands and could not even bring the slightest resistance to Ulthane. All they could do was pounce ferociously and then … turn into a rain of blood!
After killing all the low-level demons, Ulthane turned around and looked at Roy, who was floating in the air behind him. Without a word, he swung his war hammer again!
The warhammer flew with a loud whistling sound, and its speed was peerless, leaving Roy little time to dodge. Moreover, there was a strong wind around the battlefield. Once he did not have enough space to dodge and was hit, he would probably suffer a lot of damage, so Roy did not think much and flashed away again.
Boom! The war hammer hit the cement layer at the top of the passage, blasting out another huge pit.
Roy's figure reappeared and smiled at Ulthane. "Can you still take back your weapon now?"
"Why not?" Ulthane replied and stretched out his hand toward the warhammer from afar. In the end, the hammer swayed and fell before flying back into Ulthane's hand with a whoosh.
Ulthane said proudly, "Demon, don't think that I can't do anything to you just because you can fly. You can keep flying, but once I hit you, you'll be smashed to pieces!"
"Wow!" Roy clapped his hands and praised. "By the way, do you have a relative named Thor? He often shouts' For the glory of the Northern Gods! 'and so on … "
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Ulthane did not understand Roy's joke and swung his hand to smash the hammer in his hand.
Roy flashed again and dodged. "Okay, then let's fight. But how about I let you try my new ability this time?"
With that, Frostmourne appeared in Roy's right hand and gently raised his left hand. The next second, a blue light shone down and enveloped his entire body.
"Cryogenic Fate!"
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