"Bayna!"
Seeing Baina fall, Ivakan rushed over, avoiding the slash of a Terminator, stabbed the weapon into the werewolf, penetrated the thick fur and penetrated deep into the flesh.
The werewolf's mouth was opened with a little red mucus, but it still made a roar of challenge and turned his head.
Ivakan twisted his arm and pulled the blade that was inserted into the werewolf's bone, but it was stuck, so he pulled the trigger and quickly lowered his head.
A battle axe whizzed past his head, and half of his body was blown down wailingly. Ivakan turned around, and the sharp blade passed by, splashing a spark. He knew the defense of the Terminator's armor. This was just a deception. Then, when the opponent used the battle axe to return to defense, he grabbed Baina on the ground and jumped out to the side.
The Terminator was still planning to pursue, but a dark light bomb fired by the Dark Spear shot from behind the Terminator, penetrated the armor and hit the helmet. Then the ancient Terminator warrior's head disappeared, and his heavy body fell down like a cut down tree.
"Baina, are you okay?"
"I...is okay."
Suddenly, a violent burst of energy burst out from the center of the chaotic battlefield. The intensity of its scale almost made everyone and creatures kneel down. The fire, the strong wind and ice and snow melt into a scene of hell. Even Veronica must hold Avalon's heart tightly and try her best to support a shield of the soul to stand firm.
Ivakhan and Baina ignored them, and they hugged each other and fell to the ground. In a trance, Ivakhan heard a roar-
Gangniel!!!!!!
A thunder mixed with the howl of the wolf, a golden light passed through the sub-space, penetrated the curtain of reality and illusion, flew down from a crack out of thin air, and pierced into the floor.
In an instant, the colorful waterfall-like light and flames suddenly faded, and the shocking silence spread out.
Veronica raised her slightly bent body and stared at what suddenly appeared.
It was a huge golden spear, decorated with howling wild wolf carvings, and the blade was engraved with complex craftsmanship. The golden spear blade shone with a dazzling brilliance, emitting the same unsettling threat.
Riemanlus, whose armor was stained with blood, raised his arm, and the spear shot out from the floor and flew into his outstretched hand, and the metal fell on the flesh and blood.
At this time, Jaen Zal, Gamora, and De La Zal also stood together, blocking between him and Veronica.
But Ruth did not attack, but waved the spear for a week and raised the spear tip to the highest point.
Suddenly, the two black and white wolves that suddenly disappeared in the previous battle appeared again, but this time they rushed directly to Riemanlus.
In the blink of an eye, a giant golden spear was held in his mouth, and his hair was black and white. A giant beast with a size comparable to a dog-shaped Titan jumped out in a storm of psychic energy. Jain Zal, Gamora and Delazar tried their best to stop it, but the giant wolf just shook his head and knocked back all three of them. The spear tip of the spear also ditched a half-meter-deep ditch on the black stone ground that was harder than the alloy.
During the two breaths, the giant wolf instantly broke through hundreds of meters with its surging psychic lightning, and slapped all Aida who was guarding the imperial carriage with one claw.
At this moment, Veronica was less than fifty meters away from it.
Suddenly, the giant wolf threw the spear into the air, then jumped high, and while landing, Ruth holding the spear appeared again, but it was no longer the Ruth he had before.
This Riemanlus had no thick armor, no wolf skins, talismans, and no tattoos. He had short hair, a distinct military style, and was dressed in a straight ancient Terra army gray uniform. He was cut perfectly, but there was no decoration. Except for a pair of collar buckles that were made into a number six shape, and a pair of shiny black military boots on his feet.
What remains unchanged is his fierce spirit and the spear in his hand.
Stepping on the gunboat, the huge shaking made Veronica almost fall, and Doral had been blown dozens of meters away by the strong wind, and there was no one around. She had to face the Wolf King alone.
Just like when she was in a dream.
Ruth picked up his spear and stared at Veronica with unprecedented seriousness.
Suddenly, his lips moved, and Veronica vaguely identified through his lips that he was speaking two words in Gaogothic.
Feel sorry--
The spear whizzed out, and in the blink of an eye it had arrived in Veronica, and there was no time to release the witchcraft. If nothing unexpected happened, it would pierce her and kill her, but the spear tip seemed to change direction at the last moment and stopped.
KAKA.
Amid the harsh metal friction, the spear tip of the spear was only half a finger away from Veronica. Even the strong wind blew from the sharp blade made her skin feel slightly tingling, but she could not go further.
A pair of arms locked the spear tightly.
A huge shadow also stood between Veronica and Riemanurus.
"ah!"
Veronica, who finally reacted, staggered back two steps. She immediately saw through this shadow as if it was a substantial one. There was a towering giant, almost the same height as Riemanlus. She was wearing exquisite and gorgeous black armor and carrying a pair of steel wings, which looked like a raven wing. What was strange was that the metal fist glove on his right hand was a slender lightning claw, while the left hand was wrapped in an ancient yellow cloth strip, which looked a bit inconsistent, but it was probably obvious that there were also claws on it.
The stranger has pale skin as white as snow, long black hair as night. When he turned his head slightly, he could see his slender nose, narrow cheekbones, high cheekbones, sharp chin, and dark eyes. For some reason, Veronica thought of Talos, both of which had a highly similar characteristics.
However, the black armor on this man and the white raven logo allowed Veronica to immediately identify the other party's identity.
"Collax!"
Riemanrus gritted his teeth and spit out his brother's name.
The Lord of the Crow, the primordial of the 19th Legion, is also a primordial that Soshiyan mentioned to Veronica not long ago!
Ruth suddenly pulled back his spear, and Corax followed. The two of them roared away from the gunboat, like a whirlpool of storm and shadows, which discouraged all the lives around them and could not even look directly at them.
"Why do you never learn from your lessons even though you know you have made a mistake."
The Lord of the Crow teased with his shriveled voice.
"Brother, how sad you are now."
"So what are you who are wandering around the gate of Luo Jia's nest? A wisp of sad revenge echo?"
The moment Rimanruth stabbed the spear, Coraks' figure continued to split until nine exactly the same primordies appeared around him and attacked from all directions.
Faced with this trick, Riemanlus just swept and sprinted, launching a series of rapid offensives that were difficult for even the spiritual race to capture, blowing eight illusions into pieces one by one.
The last illusion suddenly merged into the ground and turned into a shadow to come to Rimanruth's feet. Then several dark and thorny tentacles shot out from the shadow, trying to wrap around Rimanruth's limbs.
Chapter completed!