Chapter 1044
"I always think that human beings... know how to learn from their mistakes."
The east side of Blood Skeleton Valley is a deadly battlefield. There was a hoarse voice echoing.
The Legion soldiers clenched their shields and battle halberd nervously one by one, staring at the silhouette who was talking to himself; if you observe carefully, you can still see it in their eyes Fear not to be exported.
Because their teeth are trembling, their facial muscles are twitching, their skin is too tight because of tension, so... can't say it.
Purple red skin, hideous bat-like head, sharp claw on the limbs, bat wings tucked away from the back, and extremely thin body-yes, anyone who has ever seen it before, Can tell what it is without the slightest hesitation.
vampire.
"For example, I—the loyal servant of Lord Diabo of the Ender, Descartes; all the enemies I encountered in my long life made me believe in your wisdom. "
"I respect them and admire their wisdom, so I killed them...eat them."
In just less than one minute, this monster used The sickle that sprays plasma in his hand harvested a whole Hundred Men Squad warrior; the armor forged with steel and the strong shield were a bit weaker than white paper in front of it.
If only being killed is not enough to make the veterans afraid; what really terrifying is that the robes killed by it are all...like rotten oranges that have been squeezed out of juice, There were only fragments of armor and "air-dried" bones all over the place.
That is no longer the level of "fighting to death", but being cruel, ravaged, trampled... as if not at war with equal enemies, but treated as livestock or poultry by the opponent, and wantonly slaughtered That's it.
So the feared defending warriors tried various ways to kill it, or repel it—ballistas, rain of arrows, guns, igniters, alchemy bombs...except for the last one that seemed to be in it Except for some blackened marks on the body, the rest...
Not even one of the hair was injured!
"But now, I'm a little...I don't understand."
The face of the Ender Apostle (if that counts the face too) showed a confused look, following With its head scratching, the defending warriors behind the line trembled, and collectively retreated half a step.
"What makes you feel that you can defeat me, defeat me, or...stop me?"
"What makes you see the existence of this probability?"
Scratching his head, the confused ender apostle Descartes lowered his head, his scarlet eyes looked at the "Guardian Shield" vows that he had stepped firmly under his feet.
"Can you tell me, Lord Lelinz?"
Knight's body twitched violently, with a trace of panic in his expression; somehow, The divine force, which originally vowed that Knight could recover from the injury, was suppressed by some force.
The dignified oath Knight was stepped on by a monster manipulating Evil Power. What a shame...
It's a shame!
So Lelinz Knight turned his gaze to all around in a panic, stretched out his hand to a long sword not far from him with expectation, and then...
Pu chi!
The falling sickle cut off his arm.
"Ahhhh——!!!"
Lelinz Knight screamed heartbreakingly, staring at his severed eyes. The severe pain in his arm made him instinctively start praying:
"My lord, please allow me to wash away my sins Ahhhh——!!!"
Another cry Screaming, the sickle that fell against the wound, with bones attached to it like a "cut piece of meat", cut off a thin layer of "arm".
"Answer my question, oath Knight."
The voice of the ender apostle suddenly lowered and became extremely gloomy: "What is it that gives you hope, makes you feel Can you beat me?"
"Tell me, I will pinch it for you." Its voice is extremely sincere.
In the heart-piercing screams, Oath Knight's breastplate was completely torn apart, along with his fleshy ribs, the cold wind blew directly into his "chest".
"Stop—!"
Storm Castle count Glenwell stood up. Although his face was pale and trembling, he raised his sword and aimed it at the ender. Apostle: "In the name of the Lord of Byrne, I will order you to stop!"
"Otherwise, I promise you that Lord Byrne will do everything possible to bring you and the master behind you Erase from in this world!"
In the echoing voice, the Ender Apostle remains unmoved.
Grenville count is even more motionless, with cold sweat in his hands holding the saber tightly.
He knows that he is doing this almost to seek death, but he must do this...otherwise, the morale of the thousands of warriors behind him will be completely destroyed without waiting for the other party to kill the vow Knight!
"Threat me?"
The Ender Apostle didn't look up, but looked at Lelinz Knight who was stepped on him meaningfully: "Have you heard, Holy Cross? The lackey, your comrade-in-arms threatened me for your life and death."
"I order you, stop!"
Grenville count's cheeks are a little tight,
Lelinz Knight struggled: "Please illuminate the darkness in your heart with the brilliance of the Holy Cross; replace violence with forgiveness, and shame with blessing..."
Pu chi!
The sickle fell into Knight's chest.
Grenwell didn't even have time to be surprised, because the sickle drawn from Lelinz Knight's chest had already been waved at him.
He was stiff, only had time to see flashed with blood color.
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This human... seems to be a little different from just now.
I blocked the attacking blade with the battle axe, and the tyrannical apostle Quigo's mood changed slightly.
He knows almost nothing about the "Warrior Way" this thing. The "Xiong Yingwang", who was selected as the apostle by the four Evil God adults, hasn't disclosed any information, let alone mentioned. In addition to elves, humans can also master this power.
But for Quigo...the tyrannical apostle, there is no difference.
It's just a clumsy manipulation of Void Power by the existence of the material world. In any case, it is impossible to defeat the "tyranny" Govayt who bestows his own power;
As for the opponent behind Evil God...a guy who doesn't even dare to say his name is at best a god of hair.
There is also a gap between Evil God!
"Dang——!"
The tomahawk and the dagger meet again, and the gray-eyed boy who was forced to retreat escaped the cross-cutting tomahawk with an iron bridge; waist Twisted to stand up, the spirally waving left sword rose, in a posture to cut off Kui Ge's arms.
Of course, that is not at all...
pu!
The flying blood blossoms left very obvious marks on the left and right arms of the tyrannical apostle .
Quie Ge's expression changed suddenly, and he lifted the long-handled battle axe in his hand behind him, and slammed a sweep in front of him.
"Bang——!"
Not only snowflakes, but even rocks frozen by frost, they cracked and cracked, and rubble flew.
Lu Sien, who slipped and avoided, was already standing ten steps away from him, but the tyrannical apostle was still standing in place motionless, staring at his cut wound in amazement.
Is injured?
This, this shouldn’t be...
"It’s not a coincidence."
Lu Sneer said with a sneer: "If you don’t believe... Give it a try."
"Try to see if your body can block my sword."
Quie squinted his eyes, and his cast-iron body bent his knees and squatted like a cheetah. Stretching his waist and legs like this, he leaped up vigorously.
"Hoo————"
The tyrannical apostle who tears through the air is like a stone cannon falling from the sky, swinging a battle axe with one hand. Xiang Gray pupil's thin silhouette.
The silhouette of an instant attack, let alone dodge... there is no room for reaction.
Lu Sien raised the corners of his mouth slightly, showing no sign of dodge.
He just simply raised the right hand, raised the blade of the dagger, and put it on top of his head.
"Clang————!!!"
There was a loud noise, and the entire hillside trembled.
The warriors of the blood skeletal valley looked towards the direction from which the rumbling sound came; before they turned their heads, the air waves mixed with dust and snowflakes spread to them, and they couldn’t open their eyes. Eye.
On the originally flat slope, there was an extra hemispherical pit, surrounded by snow that was blown away and piled up.
The fallen battle axe, the dagger that was raised by the gray pupil with one hand, was stubbornly stopped on top of his head, and he could no longer advance a little further, and...
Unscathed.
"How is it, are you sure?"
Looking at the tyrannical apostle who was shocked, Lucien asked coldly: "You are extremely lucky guy. "
Only a moment of astonishment, the tyrannical apostle Kui Ge calmed down again, and stared at the gray-eyed boy silently.
"This kind of power..." Kui Ge said indifferently: "Is that the way of...warrior in your mouth?"
"Blood-bath wailing?"
War Under the axe, the corners of the gray-eyed boy's mouth also evoked a look of self-deprecating: "It's ridiculous, right, I feel so ridiculous."
"The guy who taught me the'warrior' Tell me, the warrior's way has a great connection with the deepest thoughts in a person's heart; in a sense, it is a kind of power to'forge' your own thoughts into weapons."
" In other words, if you want to get this kind of power, you must first face your truest self." Silently and staring at the tyrannical apostle with solemn expression, Lucien is very relaxed:
"And the truest me , Probably just...not reconciled."
"Not reconciled?"
"Yes! Not reconciled to my short self, not content with my own weakness, not content with myself can only be an illegalitymate Child is not like a half-brother who can become Lord of a Country!" Lu Sien smiled naturally:
"I'm the kind of guy who grows up in unwillingness and feels sorry for himself. , Haha!"
"That's why I named my own warrior way...the bloody scream, but the last cry of the dying man."
Terrorism The apostle stared at him coldly, wondering what was funny.
"Even...I seem to have similar thoughts to Loren-sama—Although I have been saying that I want to be his guard and protect him to die for him; but the most true idea should be to surpass him , Defeat him, and even make me the only person he can rely on... right?"
Lu Sien narrowed his eyes: "So these thoughts forged my own'warrior way'... Let me, a weak and unwilling fellow, one day have the power that rivals Loren-sama."
"How, this is the bloody wailing...enough to tear your defenses, and enough to stop you. The attack of the warrior has the power to fight you, my warrior way."
"It is the kind of unwillingness from the heart that makes my warrior way give me the right to face all enemies Competing power-no matter how powerful the opponent’s power is, I have a chance to overcome."
"Of course, because of this restriction, my enemy can also block me. Attack, tear off my defense, each other's advantages are absolutely equal."
"How...Is there any heartfelt gratitude, you monster!"
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"Clang————!"
There was a sound of metal crashing in the town of Grenville in the Fortress of Storms. The ears echoed; there seemed to be some kind of liquid spilled on his face, cold and bitter.
This is...Is still alive?
The blood-stained Glenwell opened his eyes and looked at the silhouette standing in front of him in astonishment.
"In the name of the Lord of Byrne, Evil God Apostle Descartes, I order you to surrender to me."
One-handed "Dawn" sword, black hair The wizard stared at the opposite vampire: "Otherwise, I promise you that I don't need to use the power of the thirteen leaders, I am alone..."
"I can kill you."
p>The Ender Apostle Descartes browses tightly frowns, his expression is even more confused than before.
"Kill...me?"
"No...it kills you, don't limit yourself to this method of'killing'-I almost know one thing about your vampire scum There are hundreds of ways to make you die, and there is always one that suits you."
Loren explained very seriously.
Although this kind of "seriousness", the warrior behind him and the ender apostle on the opposite side have an inexplicable sense of "funny", as if watching someone seriously joking.
"You think you can kill me, you think you can kill the servants of the enderman...it's...so interesting!"
pu!
The ender apostle turns into a blood shadow with the sound of a flesh sac exploding.
Here it comes!
Grenville's heartbeat with a stiff expression almost stopped-he clearly remembered that just now, he pledged that Lord Knight Lelinz and the Legion soldiers were recruited by this...
Pu chi!
Plasma splashes all over.
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"I have always been curious about something."
There was a crisp sound, the battle at the hands of the tyrannical apostle The axe blocked the sharp blade that pierced the pupils, and his icy eyes passed through the sharp blade, facing the gray pupils' eyes:
"Why have you been saying...I am lucky?"
The scream that tore the air passed by Lu Sien's ears, and the end of Moblue's hair was cut off a little; while the blocked blade caught the gap in the moment and pierced the tyrannical apostle. Chest!
"Why...The reason is very simple."
One shot missed, and Lucien, who calmly dodges, smiled at the corners of his mouth and gasped for breath: "Because if The person fighting with you is not me, but Lord Loren Torino..."
"Do you think...you still have a chance to win?!"