Chapter 1046
"The battle of Void Power, in the final analysis...is a battle of strength and weakness."
The battlefield on the east side of Blood Skeleton Valley, when the black hair wizard started the dream of loneliness When I was magic array, I suddenly thought of Mentor Dalton Kander's "teaching".
I have to say that his concise and clear tone, as clear as a sharp knife, is really easy to impress.
"No matter how the form changes, no matter how thorough the understanding, no matter the level is high or shallow-the big swallows the small, the strong restrains the weak, the tightly destroyed the loose... Void Power, that’s it. The power of reason."
"When you encounter the inability to use Void Power, incantion, rune, and alchemy items are completely invalid or distorted..."
"Don’t doubt, That is not the power you can fight against-the purest battle between Void Power, it is so cruel and direct."
"Powerhouse wins, the weak die."
complexion pale —— If vampire can also be complexion pale-the ender apostle lose one's head out of fear and looked around, but there was nothing but darkness.
There are no impurities in light, temperature, air...all.
The most important thing is that it finds that it can't feel the slightest amount of Void Power!
This is fundamentally impossible-as an apostle of Evil God, it should be able to feel the Void Power overflowing its body all the time;
I can’t feel the Void Power, it’s just like It's as ridiculous as human beings can't breathe.
What's going on...difficult, could it be that I...I'm already dead?
It was given by a human, a trifling human...
"Don’t doubt, you are still alive."
The voice of the black hair wizard came, no With a touch of affection.
"But you are dying."
The Ender Apostle's heart is ashamed.
The invisible darkness, like an octopus full of tentacles, is constantly devouring the "existence" of vampire-the terrified ender apostle finds that his consciousness is gradually dissipating, and the original clear memory gradually Vague.
"Powerhouse wins, and the weak die...In other words, if you want to defeat a guy made up of Void Power, you only need to use a stronger and tighter Void Power to completely swallow it."
"There is no need to'kill' so much trouble."
The ender apostle of lose one's head out of fear began to struggle desperately, but the more it struggles, it finds itself "dissipated" On the contrary, the faster it is.
I...Descartes...was defeated by a human...with Void Power...?
This is impossible, impossible! I... I can't accept it, I will never accept this ending!
The apostle of the dignified four gods, the great Descartes, I am impossible to be defeated by a human in this humiliating way!
I... Descartes, the Ender Apostle, will not die in the hands of a human!
How could the great ender apostle end this way!
I...wait!
Vampire, desperately struggling in the "darkness", showed a trace of confusion on his face.
Am...who?
By the way, I am the four great gods, the apostle of the enderman...what?
I am vampire Descartes, survived in the world for thousands of years, I am...what is...what? !
Why am I here?
What happened, why I don’t know, what is going on... Could it be that I... crossed?
The more he thinks, the more confused Descartes is, and he is gradually swallowed up; even the head of desperate thinking becomes dim and transparent.
"pa!"
The black hair wizard snapped his fingers lightly, everything disappeared.
In an instant, the thinking Descartes plunged into darkness.
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The battlefield west of Blood Skeleton Valley.
After making a huge sacrifice, the Defenders of the Blood Skeleton Valley finally gained a foothold and formed a solid shield wall led by hundreds of Fiend hunters, barely controlling the battle.
But without even needing to be reminded by others, Count Eckert knows that this is only temporary; the enemy’s endless force will sooner or later break through this fragile line of defense;
p>Needless to kill the trifling warrior of thousands of people, as long as they are exhausted, the monster army will win the victory.
In fact, in the first deduction, the Defenders of the Blood Skeleton Valley made the worst plan-under the premise that they could not break the deadlock and were pushed all the way by the monster army, less than 10,000 The longest time the guards of the Human Blood Skeleton Valley can hold on is only half a day!
Of course, even if it is the worst of all plans, the Defender of the Blood Skeleton Valley still has an alternative retreat plan... But if it can, Act Count still hopes to win.
Ackert...No, it should be all willing to come here, and all the Byrners who have not been able to come to this ancient battlefield have the same desire, eager to witness the tenth generation of the black duke again The brilliance bloomed on this land again, eager to witness once again with my own eyes... a miraculous victory.
Let us create this miracle with our own hands.
took a deep breath, Count of Fury took the battle flag from the fallen soldier, and his sore arm raised the flag that had been soaked in blood.
"Long live the empire————!"
"Clang——!"
Two silver lights flashed by at the same time, the battle axe and the short sword wantonly Sprinkled with the killing intent, uninterrupted fire light blooms between the ice and snow.
Both sides have completely given up the plan to kill with one blow, or that every attack is a slash with an absolute killing intent, unabashedly pouring out all their killing intents.
The flat slope under your feet has long turned into a pitted and messy battlefield.
"Boom——!"
The battle axe fell sharply, and the cracked sandstone spread all around like a rain of countless arrows; it was almost the same moment, in front of the thin silhouette who jumped up Unfold a "sword net" with a sharp blade, and then pierce it straight to the face of the tyrannical apostle.
pu!
The attack that was dodged only left a blood mark on the face of the tyrannical apostle, and also exposed a weak spot that could not be evaded immediately; the next second, it was recovered The long handle of the tomahawk slammed into the gray-eyed boy's chest.
"Bang--!"
Lu Sien, who fell to the ground like a stone cannon, unexpectedly stood still and did not fall down, her gray and blue eyes raised sharply. Still staring at the silhouette of the tyrannical apostle.
"The reaction was quick, I thought it would be a bit of a win this time!"
The right hand holding the sword casually rubbed the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the gray-eyed boy didn't care. laughed; It’s just that compared with the expressionless expression just now, the body is already riddled with scars, bruises and wounds are almost covered from head to toe, and the ink blue hair is wet with blood from the forehead, dripping wet.
The rag-like coat and armor had already been taken off by him, and the exposed chest was violently ups and downs—whether it was physical strength or energy, it had already reached its limit, even if he passed out in the next second, Luz Well, I don't think it's weird.
The evil Power of God has already been turned on, and the tyrannical apostle Kui Ge, who is covered by black lines, is also staring coldly at the gray-eyed boy’s every move; it just doesn’t understand why this is so lifeless. The guy is alive and well.
unyielding indomitable fighting intent, worthy of admiration;
But the strong will can not bridge the gap between each other's strength-the self sheltered by the "tyrant" Govayt, On Void Power, it definitely crushes the opponent's existence.
The battle between the Void Powers, the outcome...as early as the moment when the strengths are separated.
"Bang——!"
With two catapult-like roars, neither of them dodges the circuitous thoughts, the two of them are very "tacitly" rushing towards each other so straight .
Time, in this brief moment slows down.
Faced with the battle axe that hit him above his head, Lucien's left dagger slammed a backhand, the blade almost parallel to the axe blade.
The splash of firelight glided between the two sharp blades, attacking the tyrannical apostle who had been thrown away, unable to maintain the balance of the body; and the gray-eyed boy still had a second sword in his hand.
Up, or down... In an instant fight, one more attack is enough to decide life and death.
"peng!"
An elbow hit hardly hit the tyrannical apostle’s jaw; accompanied by the sore bone cracking sound, the burly body suddenly Shocked.
Under the premise that it is almost close to hand-to-hand combat, the elbow-knee with the shortest formidable power and the largest attack distance is the most common attack method; it’s just that Lucien’s overly flexible and agile moves make this option a success. The blind spot of the tyrannical apostle.
It’s now!
Facing the tyrannical apostle with the empty door wide open, the gray pupil raised his right hand dagger without the slightest hesitation and pierced straight forward.
"Clang——!"
With a crisp sound, the blade of the tyrannical apostle touched the chest; but no matter how hard Lucien tried, he couldn't make any progress.
"Human..."
The tyrannical apostle Quigona's indifferent voice came, and grabbed the gray-eyed boy by the neck, and the thin body was raptured there's no resistance To mid-air.
"Do you think...I have gone through countless battles and won the recognition of the'tyrant' Govayt with victories. Wouldn't I have guessed this situation?"
"Do you think...a trifling human being can have the Void Power to defeat the Evil God apostle?"
"Arrogant!"
The clenched neck slowly tightened, and the palm felt crisp With the cracking sound, the thin body couldn't help resisting.
"Have the power to match me, enough to fight?" The tyrannical apostle and the struggling gray-eyed teenager looked at each other: "Perhaps, I admit that your Void Power is almost the same as mine, at most only The first-line difference is nothing. Good luck may really be found by you to kill me."
"Unfortunately! For the battle of Void Power, the first-line difference... is as different as heaven and earth."
"This is the gap between you and me."
pu!
The trembling Lucien pupils shrank suddenly and his mouth opened wide. , There was only "zhi zhi wu wu" under the blue lips, a hoarse throat.
The long handle of the battle axe pierced the chest of the gray-eyed boy.
The skin and flesh were torn, the bones were smashed, the blood was gushing, and the internal organs were shattered in a mess... The blood-stained long handle broke out from the position of Lu Sien's back.
"Bang——!"
Under the brute force of the tyrannical apostle, the bloody gray-eyed teenager was threw away like a torn sack, and hit it hard. In a sinkhole where the ground is broken.
It's not over yet!
Just as Lu Sien collapsed in a pool of blood, trembling and trying to get up, the long-handled battle axe of the tyrannical apostle Kui Ge's right hand slammed out, hitting his chest!
With a loud noise, the battle axe directly pierced Lucien's chest and nailed him to the ground.
The sound faded away, and the smoke disappeared; the gray-eyed boy who was pierced by the battle axe in his chest fell motionless in a pool of blood.
Quigo, the tyrannical apostle of motionless, has indifference in his eyes.
Yes, there is no miracle of impossible at all; no matter how hard a trifling humans struggle to resist, impossible is the opponent of the great four gods...
puchi!
Plasma splashes.
The violent tyrannical apostle suddenly froze, staring at his body dumbfounded.
Suddenly there were two more fatal injuries on the torso and body, and the cast iron body was actually penetrated.
"Bang——!"
The unsupported tyrannical apostle one-knee kneels fell to the ground, and the astonishment was almost directly written on its face, still spewing The blood that came out dyed its body red.
Just like Lucien.
"This, this impossible..."
"Nothing...It's possible."
An extremely weak voice sounded... the trembling gray pupil boy, Struggling to get up, holding the long-handled battle axe that almost killed him in both hands, with a pale smile on the corners of his mouth: "My Void Power... are equal , The injury on your body is ironclad evidence, otherwise you...should be unscathed now."
"You..." The expression of the tyrannical apostle was still very confused: "How did you do it?" "
"How to do...Didn't I tell you?" Lucien, who was bleeding too much, limped close to the kneeling tyrannical apostle with a battle axe:
"Blood wailing...is the way of warrior that gives me power to rival the enemy-I haven't said that this kind of'rivalry' is only one-way, right?"
so that's how it is, Kui Ge, the tyrannical apostle, suddenly realized.
So after discovering that he couldn't easily break through his defenses, he chose to use this "death-seeking" method to find opportunities?
Under the "Blood Wail", the strength of the two parties will be constant and equal. Once one party receives a fatal attack, the other party will also suffer equal damage-since it cannot be won as soon as possible, then Use the final blow to decide the outcome...
This lunatic, don't you want to live? !
Even if he defeated himself and was seriously injured like this, could he still leave the Battlefield of Blood Skeleton Valley alive? !
Even if you die, you have to drag yourself down to hell, perish together? !
"Well, now we... are standing on the same level again, Evil God Apostle... Your Excellency Quigo."
He raised his battle axe tremblingly, The gray pupil grinned out:
"Come on, let's decide the outcome!"
"The two of us...only one Void Power can continue to exist! "
This desperate lunatic...
Looking at the fighting intent in the eyes of the dying Lucien, the tyrannical apostle Quigo suddenly laughed out of nowhere. He coughed a few times a mouthful of blood.
I would rather die in exchange for the determination to fight the final battle...really, it has several points of "tyrant" Govait-sama's demeanor!
With a grinning grin, the tyrannical apostle picked up the two daggers that fell on the ground, and staggered likewise, step by step towards the gray-eyed boy who raised the battle axe.
When they were only ten steps away, the two bloody silhouettes seemed to have reached a tacit understanding, waving each other's weapons, and at the same time rushing towards each other.
"Dead————!!!"