Everyone stabilized their bodies. Miao Landuo fell the worst and was almost falling to the ground, so it was not easy to stabilize. He glanced at the three deep claw marks on the chest of the armor, suddenly became angry, and jumped into the sky.
A werewolf with a huge size and long-haired silver body stood in the air. What's amazing is that the werewolf's size is not only five times the size of ordinary werewolf, but also two bats have grown wings behind it, and red light is also shining in their pupils. It is Save Chewski, the lord of the werewolf tribe, the supreme ruler of the werewolf power of the parliament.
And the two black fogs that rolled and floated on both sides of him were the first elders of the Dark Council, the two oldest and most powerful black wizards.
Eleven Paladins also re-arranged the formation, and eleven people formed a ring-shaped array to face the enemy. Miao Landuo sneered, "It turns out to be a mixed race of werewolf and blood clan. I have heard a long time ago that the descendants born by these two races will gain extremely powerful power. Today I have experienced it."
Moss whispered, "Mulanduo, it's not the time to express his feelings. These guys are very strong. We need to destroy the altar as soon as possible, otherwise the ceremony will be completed."
Murantuo nodded calmly and said in a calm voice, "Concentrate your power on me, I will destroy the altar in an instant."
The other ten paladins were a little reluctant, and all the limelight would be monopolized by Miao Landuo, but there was no way. Maybe they were not the opponents of these three guys together. Who made Miao Landuo born with such characteristics?
The ten people did not hesitate. After all, they were mature warriors. They immediately attached all their weapons to Miao Landuo. Miao Landuo sneered, spread his arms, and accepted the ten holy weapons and turned into white light and entered his body. A strong white flame instantly burned all over his body. With a bang, a huge holy power actually shocked the ten companions from afar.
The ten paladins cursed in their hearts. Although Miao Landuo helped them get out of the battlefield, he was a little too rude. He could only fly to the ground helplessly. Now they have no weapons, which means they have lost the power of attack, leaving only the armor on their bodies to protect themselves, so they naturally have to leave the battlefield as soon as possible.
Miao Landuo was wrapped in the holy flames, and his long golden hair fluttered wildly, with a long roar. With a holy gun, he felt like he turned into a white meteor, rushing straight towards the werewolf lord in the center.
Savi waved his claws, but before the three silver arcs touched the flames around the other party, Miao Landuo went around him and stabbed a shot from behind. Savi's reaction was extremely fast, but Miao Landuo's shot was faster and more accurate. With a flash, a long burning mark was drawn behind him. The holy fire that emerged from the burning mark instantly swallowed the werewolf's huge body. Savi screamed and turned into a fire wolf. After lasting for a few seconds, he finally fell from the air.
Just as Savi fell, Miao Landuo waved his spear and swept out a pillar of fire, burning towards the two dark wizards. The two black mists dissipated as the flames approached, revealing the two thin old men inside. They didn't want to end up like Savi, so they turned around and wanted to run, but were swallowed directly by the pillar of fire in time.
The corners of Miao Landuo's mouth bent contemptuously, then suddenly rushed straight into the sky. After rising for a hundred meters, he turned his body and rushed vertically towards the spire of the altar. This time it was more like a burning meteorite, stabbing towards the altar below!
This attack containing a powerful and powerful way will definitely destroy the altar completely. A group of dark wizards looked at this scene, with a look of despair in their eyes.
With a loud bang, the thick blood flowing on the altar tower was only less than three meters away from Miao Landuo's eyes. At this time, a quaint blue giant sword covered with blue light suddenly slashed at his holy spear from the slanting thorn. With a powerful resistance, Miao Landuo was suddenly stopped.
Miao Landuo widened his eyes, first seeing the oriental dragon-shaped mark on the wide and thick sword, and then behind the long sword, the man with black hair and black eyes smiling. His heart suddenly seemed to be stomped hard, and he whispered, and jumped backward.
Lin Chen held the dragon-patterned sword in both hands and stood in front of the spire with a strange smile. His whole body looked even more gloomy and irrational against the backdrop of red blood light.
Miao Landuo stared at the other party, and was furious, but instead laughed, "It's you again, sir. It seems that enemies are not gathering. I might regard you as my old enemy in my life."
Lin Chen let go of one hand, held the giant sword in one hand, and shrugged innocently, "Don't do this, Lord Knight, we have only had hands twice. Including the time just now, I am really flattered to have turned me into such an important person in your life."
The anger in Miao Landuo's eyes squirted out again, "Okay, you injured one of my brothers last time, this time, I want you to repay it at the cost of blood."
Lin Chen smiled, "You can see that you have been troubled by hatred all these days. You want to kill me, yes, kill me. This strong idea has made your mood a little unstable. I saw how you treated your companions just now. They borrowed valuable power to you, but after you finished, you threw them aside like useless garbage. This is not good. Your companions will hate you because of this. Maybe they will lend you power to you again next time, but it is hard to say."
Lin Chen was ridiculing the other party for not having any real skills, but borrowing the power of others. Miao Landuo could not hear it. The anger in his heart swelled up, and he wanted to shoot him in the right direction. However, this guy had just blocked the shot he had accumulated for a long time. Has his strength increased again during this period?
The brightly lit city of London under the night is different from the strange battlefield scene hundreds of kilometers away. This ancient city still has a quiet and peaceful appearance. Most of the people who are content with the world have fallen asleep sweetly. In the hall of Congress, those leaders who have worked hard and made contributions are destined to be unable to fall asleep tonight.
"Your Excellency, this is a picture taken on the satellite cloud map. It is located on a wasteland five hundred miles away from London. I can't explain it, so you'd better take a look for it yourself."
The Minister of Defense cut the picture on the big screen, his fingers trembled slightly. Below, the Prime Minister and a group of ministers all stared at each other. On the large thumbnail of the landform on the screen, light flashed like stars.