"You don't know anything," Rorschach was shrouded in shuddering silence, "This day has finally come.
"They have been contaminated a long time ago."
Before Griffith could examine it carefully, Rorschach created a shadow of nothingness. Even though it was still night, the shadow was even darker and deeper. Within this range, Rorschach's aura became even more terrifying.
This is the domain of the extraordinary!
"Come on, you riddle monster!" Griffith was a little annoyed at his own confusion. He raised his hand and held it in vain. Where the spiritual energy pointed, a newly resurrected ghoul suddenly twitched violently, and then seemed to be placed.
It decayed and disintegrated like wood that had been around for thousands of years. All its vitality evaporated in a very short period of time and flew towards Griffith.
In an instant, Griffith's injuries were healed, his physical strength gathered into a raging river, and his spiritual energy surged out of his body!
This is the devouring and healing that death knights are best at. They will not hesitate to collect and devour the bodies of the same kind in battle to replenish their injured bodies. The recovery speed is extremely fast and the efficiency is amazing.
Rorschach's eyes became wonderful. He was carrying a deep darkness, shrouding it from top to bottom.
Griffith had been preparing for a long time, so he pulled out his gun and blasted it away. Hot projectiles shot out from the firelight and smoke, and Rorschach was as fast as a gust of wind, brushing against the projectiles.
As expected! Griffith put away his gun and raised his hand, and the evil energy surrounding death quickly gathered. However, at this moment, an extremely fierce murderous intention shot into the sky like lightning.
Griffith's expression suddenly changed, and he rolled over subconsciously, barely avoiding the real death threat. Even Rorschach hurriedly avoided it.
Then, he saw the high-ranking warlord Ekirum rushing out of the mine. The double ax he swung was like a whirlwind, harvesting everything along the way into pieces.
The target of the troll is not them, but the powerful pressure makes it clear that once caught in the double ax whirlwind, they will surely die.
And such a powerful troll is actually being chased!
Erza rushed out of the mine immediately. A spear wrapped with lightning hit the troll, and the space was shaken. The double ax exploded immediately, and the spear burst out of the chest. A large cloud of blood mist almost filled the entire world.
All have lost their color.
Ekilum was killed with a single shot.
However, in the next moment, this powerful troll stood on the battlefield unscathed. Behind him, the phantom of white bones and dancing flesh and blood appeared, and the screams of countless wronged souls could be heard endlessly.
The resurrected Overseer Ekirum immediately wielded his giant ax again and began to chop at random regardless of the enemy or friend, frantically expressing his fighting spirit, and even Rorschach had to temporarily avoid the edge.
At the same time, Erza spread her wings of light and flew past, dragging Griffith up and quickly getting out of the battle.
"Griffith, the situation is not right, get out of here first!"
Griffith immediately summoned two skeletal horses and evacuated under the protection of several ghouls. Although his reason was still a little unclear, his inspiration was already giving a frantic warning.
The troll lords guarding Zulhakar have all been protected by the threads of life in the virtual world. The strongest among them have already possessed the miracle of near immortality. Such power cannot be defeated in a short time.
To make matters worse, illusory and strange sounds echoed in the air. A familiar but indescribable force was approaching here. Getting closer and closer, the vision became dim and confusing, and the brain was condensing like water in the ice and snow.
The hand of God is coming!
Besides me, Erza and Commodus, there is actually a Hand of God here?!
Griffith felt his brand burning, as if a pair of big hands were strangling his neck, suffocating him and making it difficult to breathe. Even in the dark night, the air was forced by terrible pressure, and he let out a low whimper.
A hooded figure appeared behind Rorschach, with dark purple spiritual energy lingering all over his body. Looking carefully, he turned out to be a transcendent from Beyeland who was acting with Griffith not long ago.
-"clown".
He emerged from the shadows. Every time he took a step forward, his stiff body became more alive and powerful. Every time he took a step closer to people, it seemed as if there was an invisible hand pushing people, making people have to step back!
This is such a huge power and pressure.
"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen," the clown took off his hood, revealing his scarlet eyes under his blond hair. He nodded slightly towards the retreating Griffith and Erza, and then turned to another direction, towards a group of people.
Tuan Luo raised his chin towards the sky fire on the ground, "Good evening, Your Highness."
The fireball fell to the ground and exploded with light blue refraction. As the light spread, a portal that could accommodate one person entering or exiting appeared.
The next second, Commodus' figure stepped forward. Then his most trusted subordinates filed out.
The Kingslayer looked around, and his arrogant eyes finally fell on the Joker:
"Shouldn't you be fighting with Roland at this time?
"It seems that the lesson Tiberion taught you last time was not enough, Aaron."
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Chapter completed!