"Mars!"

"Mars!"

"Mars!"

The audience shouted, and gradually, the voices became one. They spread throughout the royal capital and resounded through the sky.

At this moment, Downton's strength is not that of the God of War, but his performance has been recognized by the audience. In their eyes, His Highness is the God of War.

"What happened in there?"

The audience gathered outside the arena, listening to these cheers, felt anxious as if a cat was scratching in their hearts.

Solan's face turned pale, not because he was squeezed by Downton, but because he felt his will. He was really fearless and didn't bother to take advantage of this.

"If I was still blaming myself just now, now I am willing to do so." Solan stared at Downton, "I finally understand the reason why Lionheart asked me to take action. You, a human being, really cannot stay, otherwise you will become a

The great enemy of the Orc Empire."

The sword master's fighting spirit was rising, and an invisible coercion enveloped the entire audience, making the audience feel the danger like wild cats and instantly became silent.

After all, Solan is the chief of the Burning Blade Clan and a respected swordsman. It would be embarrassing enough to challenge an opponent who is more than a hundred years younger than himself and at a lower level. It would be really shameless to attack first.

He saw someone, so he chose the most peaceful method of fighting, which was to unleash the will of the God of War, hoping to use it to convince Downton.

"Why don't you fight?"

The audience was waiting anxiously, urging them to watch the battle, and some people were eager for someone to come forward and stop the duel, so that the human country would not lose a genius, but they did not know that a duel of this level, even among the nine empires

The kings have no right to interfere.

Suddenly, something cold hit my face!

The audience looked up and found that the sky was covered with dark clouds and fine snowflakes were falling.

"It's snowing!"

The literary girl sighed with emotion, raised her hand to pick it up, and then became shocked. Why did the snowflakes in her palm not melt by the warm body temperature like usual? Instead, everything froze, as if it was taking away all the body temperature.

"It's amazing, you can actually influence nature with your will!"

Nicole lamented that the two of them did not move, but she knew that at the level of will, they had already started a desperate battle.

At this time, Downton was standing on a large ice field. As far as the eye could see, everything was covered with ice and snow. This was a world of ice and snow that could freeze everything.

"Male, you are obviously the chief of the Burning Blade clan, but you actually created this kind of ice and snow kingdom. Are you adopted?"

Downton yelled. It stands to reason that with his physical condition, even if he is naked, he will not be frozen to death. But now, the cold wind is biting, like Ling Chi, as if his soul is freezing. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!