Vermaelen roared, and used all the twelve war blades at the bottom of the box, but still failed to kill the opponent, which made a kind of fear begin to grow in his heart.
Although he didn't want to admit it, Vermaelen knew that he was scared. This was the Death Knife Cemetery in the pseudo-realm, so he could feel that although Downton was covered in wounds, his heart was beating powerfully and his soul was still burning.
Faced with a desperate situation, Downton did not feel discouraged or despaired. Instead, he became more courageous as he fought and had a tendency to break through the limits!
"The soul body burns and the war blade is activated!"
Vermaelen used his unique skill, even consuming his soul body in order to kill him with one blow. You must know that if you let it be damaged, you will not be able to advance to the next level for more than ten years.
The surging magic energy swept around like a tsunami, the dust on the ground was kicked up by the strong wind, black clouds rushed, lightning and thunder roared.
The war blades stuck on the ground were also resonated by the soul, and began to tremble crazily, making a buzzing sound, like the sound of death.
In order to kill Downton and avoid future troubles, Vermaelen fought tooth and nail.
Downton stood, motionless as a mountain, and his extreme burst allowed him to master all the martial arts. Not only did he master the ultimate move of the Overlord Fist, but a golden lightning also flashed through his mind, allowing him to suddenly realize a rare pupil technique.
Titan Eyes!
Downton's right eye glared fiercely, staring at Vermaelen. His pupils were filled with blue light and flashed with a mysterious rune!
Snapped!
There was a clear sound, and a mysterious blue magic circle unfolded in front of Downton's eyes, then expanded rapidly and rotated rapidly, taking everything into view.
At this moment, it seemed that the flow of time slowed down and everything became silent. Downton could even 'see' the ants hiding underground.
"Is this a pupil technique?"
The strong men immediately widened their eyes and leaned forward, not wanting to miss any detail. On the Western Continent, there are already few epic martial arts skills, but compared to them, there are even fewer eye skills because it is more mysterious and unpredictable.
Downton has practiced Titan martial arts and Overlord Fist, so the pupil technique he performs must be powerful. Besides, any fool can see that Vermaelen has a trick up his sleeve. If he dares to use pupil technique to deal with it, it means that this
Definitely a trump card.
Vermaelen's heart skipped a beat when he saw this scene. He didn't know what kind of undead Downton was dealing with, but he was also a tough-minded person, so he immediately put aside his distracting thoughts and went all out to do something.
The Blade of Death Rain!
Boom! Boom!
A loud thunder suddenly exploded, followed by heavy raindrops, and it rained heavily.
"Die!"
Vermaelen watched the rain of death fall with a sinister smile on his face. It was as if he had seen Downton being killed by thousands of knives and turned into a pile of rotten flesh.
Phew! Phew! Phew!
The storm and the rain cover everything!
In just a blink of an eye, Downton was pierced by rainwater and turned into a hornet's nest.
"No!"
Elaine screamed and rushed over.
"calm!"
Saint Lily grabbed Elaine, she didn't think Downton would die so easily.
"Haha, it's over!"
Vermaelen showed a victorious smile. He raised his chest and raised his head, enjoying the moisture and watering of the rain. For him, it was a silent spring rain that moistened things, but for others, it was the execution ground of death.
This is not ordinary rain at all. They are torture knives condensed by laws and elements. They are sharper than the sharpest blade. They can penetrate everything and destroy all life.
After the rain penetrated Downton, it hit the ground and gathered into a puddle of water. The subsequent raindrops splashed with bubbles!
"I thought you had some trump cards, but it turns out you were just pretending!"
Vermaelen waved his hand and gently stroked the dust on his clothes, and was about to call the curtain and leave. However, he found that the expressions of the strong men around him froze instantly. He turned around subconsciously and was shocked, because he saw Downton standing behind him.
, folding his hands on his chest, looking at himself with a joking look on his face.
"This is impossible!"
Vermaelen's first thought was that this was an illusion, and his second thought was to wave his hand to let the rain of death fall and cover Downton, but the opponent's movements were faster.
"The Blade of Death Rain!"
Downton opened his lips slightly and uttered four words that shocked Vermaelen, and then he saw the strong wind howling, a wave of thunder like a sword of judgment, hitting his head, followed by rapid rain.
"This is impossible!"
Vermaelen exclaimed again, this is simply his special skill. There was no thunder bombardment just now because he was worried about Downton's star-shifting reflection magic...
Teleport! Teleport! Teleport again!
Vermaelen fled in embarrassment, but the area covered by the Dead Rain Knife was too large. In the blink of an eye, countless holes appeared on his body, densely packed like a honeycomb.
"Hiss, it turns out to be a copy of martial arts!"
"What a terrifying pupil technique. Doesn't this mean that Downton can imitate all the opponent's moves?"
"Who will dare to fight with him in the future? Doesn't it mean that if you fight, you will be stolen?"
The strong men were talking about it. Looking at Downton's expression, it was as serious as lead. This kind of pupil technique is really too practical and too domineering.
Facing Vermaelen who was tired of dealing with the Death Rain Knife, it was undoubtedly the best time to hit him, but Downton was also injured, and using the Titan Eyes for the first time not only consumed a lot of magic energy, but also hurt his eyes.
Incomparably, for a moment, he even went blind.
Fortunately, the vision was restored again, otherwise Downton would have gone crazy.
"Be patient a little longer, you only have one chance!"
The battle situation is so cruel, and Vermaelen, facing a serious danger of death, will definitely burn his vitality and fight tooth and nail. Downton doesn't have much time left, so he grits his teeth and forcibly opens the ferocious realm.
Divine prison!
Downton activated his soul power and radiated, and the two soul bodies were also activated, and the resonance was ferocious. But at the moment when the four waves were about to merge, huge pain swept through his nerves, making him distracted.
disorder.
puff!
Downton vomited a large mouthful of blood, almost coughing out all the lobes of his lungs.
"You are too injured to support the opening of the Divine Prison!"
Homer quickly reminded.
"Holy flame of heaven, dawn and dawn, heal me!"
Downton roared, but this time, the Soul Twin Tree did not respond to its expectations.
"You can't always rely on bloodline power to make a comeback. You have to examine the battlefield. In fact, you have other solutions to this kind of battle situation!"
The cheap god rarely speaks during battle, and his tone is as serious as the most stern mentor.
Downton was stunned for a moment, then understood, took a deep breath, and unleashed the ferocious force.
Buzz!
The giant beast trembled ferociously. In the dim black light, it stretched and turned into a death's sickle, filled with the aura of death!
Downton danced with a sword, leaned forward to charge, and disappeared into the air.
Convicted!
The terrifying monarch Scathach in the spirit state disappeared from Downton and then appeared next to Vermaelen.
In the dark, the song of death sin sounded.
"Do you know your sin? Accept the sentence of death, sinner!"
The pace of time seemed to have slowed down. When the strong men saw Downton appearing next to Vermaelen, they waved the Scythe of Sin in their hands and followed him past.
A flash of light was like a shooting star in the night sky, and it passed through Vermaelen's neck. His head was not severed, but a ray of soul was pulled out of the body by the sickle.
"No, I don't want to die!"
Vermalen wailed. Then he turned into a shadow and was imprinted on the sickle.
Plop!
The soulless and lifeless body fell dead, throwing up dust.
The Death Knife Cemetery was full of cracks, and then quickly collapsed with a clicking sound, and then the martial arts arena reappeared in everyone's sight.
"elder brother!"
Elaine rushed over immediately, but Saint Lily was obviously calmer than her. She spread magic to stabilize Downton's injuries.
Downton couldn't hear anything anymore, staggered a few steps, fell to the ground, and fainted completely.
The whole place was completely silent. The silence was terrifying. In fact, until the end of the fight, even if Downton was seriously injured and fought, no one could guarantee that he would lose.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The applause gradually sounded, and then became fierce. You must know that the people present are marshals and legends. They are well-informed. It takes a lot of strength to make them praise from the heart.
"What a wonderful duel!"
"Both are great, but Downton is clearly superior."
"It's a pity that Vermaelen has outstanding strength and talent. Given time, he will definitely have a chance to become a legend. I didn't expect to die here."
The strong men were whispering, talking about their own emotions and insights. Even though it was a marshal-level battle, there was still a lot to go on.
The so-called strong man is achieved through this kind of continuous learning.
"Father!"
Victor's fists were clenched, and his nails were deeply embedded in his flesh. Vermaelen was a talent carefully cultivated by the family. Billions of gold coins were spent on it, but he actually died in this senseless way.
A place of value.
"Let's go!"
The livid-faced head of the Napoleon family flicked his sleeves and left in the air, not wanting to stay for a moment.
"This guy doesn't take His Majesty seriously anymore!"
Seeing the resident leaving without saying hello, the chief chamberlain muttered, feeling dissatisfied for the king.
"Haha, a Vermaelen died. If only he could be happy, he would meet the undead!"
The king laughed heartily. Seeing his old enemy deflated, he felt more cheerful than drinking cold beer in the dog days of summer. "Come here, arrange for the palace medical team to treat him, and give this to him."
The king took off the ring on his right hand and handed it to the courtier.
Many strong men saw this scene and were very greedy. Although the ring was of legendary level and had no protective capabilities, it was once blessed by the goddess of luck. It has a ray of lucky law. If you wear it, you will be blessed with luck. It will not
If you are harassed by the dead souls, you will not be attacked by the curse.
As long as he wears this ring, Downton can have a sweet dream every day.
"Don't worry, he's fine. He's just overexhausted his magic energy and physical strength."
Liv checked Downton's body and comforted Elaine who was crying like a little cat.
The strong men watched a wonderful duel and went home to sleep with satisfaction, while the battle for others had just begun.
Saint Lily was moved by Downton's sense of justice, so she ordered the Knights of the Church of Light stationed in Paris and its suburbs to dispatch all of them to wipe out the Brotherhood.
The king and other wealthy families did not intend to let go of this opportunity to make a fortune. You must know that the Brotherhood used various means to seize a large amount of wealth from the people, and they also wanted to take advantage of this great purge to recruit the retreating Brotherhood members.
Zhongan deployed manpower...
Not to mention the citizens, no one could have a good night's sleep. They were all wrapped in quilts and hiding by the windows, watching the figures running on the street, ready to escape or resist if anything went wrong.
Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.
On the roof of a mansion, under the gentle breeze and bright moon, the Governor was having a drink.
"I haven't seen you for a while. Why have you become so timid?" After a long silence, the governor suddenly spoke, "Or have you developed a habit of voyeurism recently?"
"You are the voyeur!"
Mo Shan walked out of the shadows and asked in a bad tone, "Are you the one who led everything tonight?"
"yes!"
The governor's voice was calm and calm.
"Well!"
Mo Shan was stunned. He thought the governor would deny it. So he prepared a lot of excuses to deal with it, but now he was speechless with such an open and honest acceptance.
"You have a grudge against Downton? Why did you frame him?"
Mo Shan asked, about to sit on the chair next to him, but with the governor's cold snort, his butt stopped.
A terrifying soul pressure was raging and shrouded the top of the magic mountain, so even though he was dissatisfied, he still stood up straight.
The governor nodded with satisfaction.
"you are vicious!"
Mo Shan knew that the governor believed that he was not qualified to sit in front of him, so he released the pressure. However, he did not say that he was not worthy, which was enough to show his face. If it were another person, he would have been killed on the spot.
.
"You should be a thug, not the president. That position is not suitable for you!"
The Governor slowly persuaded, and this time, it was all his own doing, using Downton to attack the Brotherhood and disintegrate their power in Paris and surrounding areas, so that he could reorganize his plans and control everything.
"If I remember correctly, the piebald-maned dog is your loyal dog, right? You actually abandoned him."
Magic Mountain felt chills running down his spine just thinking about it, and couldn't help but shudder. Oakley had been a direct descendant of the Governor for ten years.
“It’s all worth it for planning!”
The Governor didn't think there was anything wrong. Everything that Okre has now is due to him, and he also made arrangements for his family.
As a high-ranking member of the Brotherhood, there is no chance of a happy death for Oakley, and his family may be implicated. But this time, Oakley's death has completely relieved his family, and his son can live as a baron.
Live happily with a noble title.
Of course, the Governor did not bother to explain all this.
“Whether it suits me or not, I won’t know until I sit on it.”
Mo Shan originally wanted to catch up with the governor and exchange some words, but this kind of unequal conversation made him feel inferior and extremely depressed, so he turned around and left. However, after thinking about it, he suddenly took action and grabbed the
A glass of red wine.
"Ha ha!"
Magic Mountain laughed and poured red wine into his mouth, seemingly victorious.
"With your state of mind, you are destined to be unable to achieve great things!"
The Governor shook his head, "Three new stars in the Dark World? The Magic Mountain is also worthy of it? But this guy is still very good at fighting and can cause some trouble for Downton."
The Governor felt uncomfortable when he thought of Downton, but the evil god was about to resurrect and had to be busy making arrangements. The matter of killing Downton could be put aside for the time being.
"A storm is coming!"
Mrs. Redheart closed the window, wrote a secret letter about everything that happened here, and sent it to Buckingham Palace.
Downton was recovering from his injuries in bed, but he did not stop the Brotherhood's offensive. He took pictures of the miserable elephant Divi crystals in the dungeon, burned them, and distributed them to Saint Laurent for free.
Among the nine empires, Saint Laurent has the strongest religious atmosphere, so the Brotherhood has greater resistance to developing members. Compared with those slogans, the citizens are more willing to believe in the goddess of flame and the saint.
Saint Lily has been in charge of the Holy See, managing personnel, and handling affairs for the Pope for many years, and it is not for nothing. She not only distributed Divi crystals, but also sent many priests to preach.
When the evil deeds done by the Brotherhood were heard, and the tragic scenes were confirmed, the citizens began to hate this organization.
Downton was not idle either. He worked hard and wrote "La Traviata", which was published after being polished by Homer.
Seeing how the originally happy La Traviata family gradually fell into pieces due to the destruction of the Brotherhood, and finally went to destruction, many citizens shed tears of grief.
Under the guidance of thoughtful people, demonstrations against the Brotherhood were launched one after another, and then spread to other countries with Saint Laurent as the center.
Everyone is equal and everyone is a brother. The founding leaders of the Brotherhood are naturally hostile to those in power. Therefore, the leaders of various countries immediately used this trend to start a campaign to eliminate the Brotherhood.
Of course, the huge wealth and espionage network accumulated by the Brotherhood are also their coveted trophies.
"I don't know how many people will die this time!"
Saint Lily sat beside Downton's bed and peeled the fruit for him. After talking about the recent events, she couldn't help but sigh.
“Look on the bright side!”
Downton comforted him, how could all the people killed in such a big storm be bad guys? How many nobles took advantage of the opportunity to make money and frame political enemies, and how many gangsters helped to stir up trouble.
"Brother, how did you avoid Vermaelen's eyes that day?"
Elaine was puzzled, but she endured it until Downton's injury was stable before she came to ask.
"The Supreme Lord of the Rings is combined with the Titan Clone Technique. Vermaelen was injured to that extent and his attention has been reduced a lot, not to mention that I used the rare Eye Technique to attract him!"
Downton shrugged his shoulders. If it hadn't been for the invisibility of the Supreme Lord of the Rings that allowed him to leave, he would have died if he had faced the rain of death knives head-on.
"Speaking of which, how did you meet Princess Sissi?"
Elaine curled her lips and glanced at Saint Lily again. She wanted to pretend to be calm, but her cheeks were red, revealing her little thoughts.
But Downton, an emotionally retarded fool, didn't understand it at all and explained it seriously.
puff!
Holy Lily couldn't help laughing.
"What's wrong?"
Downton scratched his hair.
"Nothing!" Saint Lily shook her head, and suddenly her expression straightened, "Downton, try to improve your strength. The evil god imprisoned in the Peak of Despair is about to resurrect, and the Holy War is coming. According to the prophecy, the Goddess of Flame has high hopes for you.
!”
"I?"
Downton wondered, how could a wild paladin like himself attract the attention of a goddess? (To be continued...)
