In order to be able to continuously supply energy, and also to resist possible magic suction, Prunus was suspended two meters high in the air, mobilizing all his equipment and operating it at maximum power. His psychic energy covered the battlefield,
At the same time, it also lights itself up like a beacon in the dark night.
Griffith's Bloodthorn tore through the shield and the inner mage armor, and penetrated the body of the extraordinary wizard. The high temperature made his blood boil. The wound was initially a penetration and laceration, but the spirit of the Bloodthorn
It can ignite the magic items that have been activated on the wizard. Like the wizard who was killed by the war knight not long ago, Prunus burned into a bright red fireball after the passing shadow.
This bright fireball collapsed and exploded on the battlefield. Strong winds and shock waves raised sand and dust, and huge smoke clouds shot straight into the sky. Even Lafayette and Julian saw it. They understood what happened in an instant, and their hearts almost jumped out of their chests.
Throat. This hot explosion can only come from a wizard carrying a large amount of spellcasting materials. It is the worst case scenario that no one wants to think about.
The heart of the extraordinary wizard Julian is bleeding. Even if he deploys a carefully prepared circular interception formation on the open plain, with the help of powerful sealed objects, he still cannot stop the knights of Beyelan from stealing the soul of wisdom.
?
His eyes were splitting, anger boiled in his veins, and he almost rushed to the front line to fight the devil himself!
At this time, the cleric Aldus and the paladin Patolion were already in a state of darkness. Only the demon hunter Anton relied on his hunting instinct and rushed towards the location where the extraordinary wizard was destroyed.
There was a doubt in their minds. Wasn't the psychic signal pointed out by Prunus in another direction? With the three of them blocking it, why was the wizard still being attacked?
Could it be that other powerful men from Beyelan have arrived!?
The doubtful demon hunter ran very fast and soon approached the scene where Prunus was killed. There were only the embers of the fireball falling slowly, and there was no trace of the enemy.
There was no need for him to look for it, the crimson flash had already arrived.
Demon hunters are extraordinary people known for their speed and agility, but once the speed of both parties reaches a certain level, Anton, who has not yet become an extraordinary person, feels that he is unable to do what he wants, and his tactical movements begin to deform.
The knights he fought did not fight according to the usual rhythm at all. The short exchanges were all passed by each other. If Anton was not so strong, he would have been hung on the lance by now.
"I found you!" Griffith sensed the evil fluctuations of the sealed object and felt a burst of joy. "Very good, I'm here for this."
The Odessa Extraordinary who is in charge of the sealed object, one Paladin, one Priest, and the rest are Demon Hunters... I have a spear, a heavy armor, and a fast horse, and my speed has been increased. I can only start from almost zero speed to deal with it.
A demon hunter who only wears light armor, well, he can't be as powerful as Erza. The advantage lies with me!
Griffith does not attack the target in a straight line, but draws irregular arcs in high-speed maneuvers, slashing with blood spines as he approaches. The demon hunter Anton has no way to escape. Although he is agile, he cannot predict the attack.
Due to the angle and time, he could not avoid the large-scale lance, and the acceleration could not escape the lightning impact.
The demon hunter could count down to himself. However, he did not dodge or evade, raised his right hand without fear, and pointed at the unstoppable Griffith.
A ball of dark green substance between liquid and gas suddenly shot out from the ring.
"Tremble under the power of death's coils!"
Amidst the frantic shouting, Griffith saw a green object rushing towards him. It should have been left behind by the galloping horse, but instead it drew a surprising trajectory in the air, heading towards him as if it were alive.
Come with the knight attached.
Is this—?
Griffith inexplicably felt that his heart was being tightened. He had already deployed a layer of shield, and for a moment he didn't know what else he could do. The bright shield light trembled violently the moment it came into contact with the dark green material, and even appeared like glass.
There were broken cracks visible to the naked eye. The terrifying, dank mysterious power actually penetrated the defense of the high-ranking knight's Eagle Medal!
Hit! Griffith hurriedly mobilized the psychic energy in his body. The characteristics of the spellbreaker will greatly weaken the effect of magical power...
"Ah!" Griffith screamed as the spellbreaker's power unfolded. He couldn't even make a sound, but a broken and shrill scream came from his heart.
This blow actually hit the soul directly.
Ignoring shields and magic resistance! Is this the power of high-level sealed objects? Griffith's eyes suddenly darkened and he fell off the saddle heavily.
"Bang!"
Griffith learned riding skills from an early age under the guidance of his father and brother. After joining the army, he became a lancer with the highest technical standards among the cavalry. He could control his balance even if he fell off the horse.
However, this time, half of his seven souls and six souls were thrown away, and the whole world was spinning above his head. A bunch of stars flew past his eyes, and his reason evaporated.
The sound of two dice hitting the ground tore a crack in his head. He saw the dark world, and his whole body was trembling.
Okay, so uncomfortable...
Me, who am I? Where am I...
Extreme cramping and nausea erupted from his stomach. Griffith began to vomit violently, vomiting into the command helmet until he could no longer breathe.
He struggled to turn over, threw away the helmet filled with vomit, wiped his face and gasped for air. No matter how hard he tried, he could only crawl while dragging his body.
My body is so sluggish! My feet, my feet can't stand up!
Griffith was horrified, he was helplessly pulling at it, and accidentally touched the pendant on his collar. A familiar and extremely intimate tenderness flowed straight into his heart along his fingertips.
It was a forest of red leaves in autumn. The refreshing aroma could not be told where it came from, but the evocative nostalgia brought good memories bit by bit and soothed his soul.
…
"Feel the pain, butcher of Bijland."
Anton walked over slowly. He rubbed the ring on his finger, his face was extremely pale, and he looked even more crazy with excitement and excitement.
As soon as he finished speaking, a huge crack suddenly appeared out of thin air not far away. The air was torn apart without warning, and there was lightless darkness inside.
Patolion, wearing strange gloves, walked out of the darkness and appeared on the battlefield. Aldus followed him, and as soon as he left the gap, he opened a strange ancient book, knelt down devoutly, and sang excitedly.
Tianji. Then, he cut his wrists and spread his blood on the ground without hesitation.
The dark red blood had already turned into a dark ink color in the air before it hit the ground. When it fell to the ground, it twitched and crawled like a worm, and then burrowed into the ground. After the solid sand blended into the black blood, it was visible to the naked eye.
It quickly became barren and dried up, and then transformed into a sticky, muddy swamp. The surrounding plants quickly withered, and even the birds and insects in the sky fell down and sank into the mud in the blink of an eye.
In an instant, this place has become a swamp full of stench and darkness. Under the rolling black mire, something is squirming violently and is about to break out of the ground at any time.
This is black mud, a strange substance that once appeared in Raven, together with the army of undead creatures. Griffith sensed that there were a large number of root-like tentacles spreading crazily under the black mud, deep and deep
There is an abyss-like unreachable fear hidden in the dark space. The thick darkness is so filthy that it makes people despair, but there is also a feeling of depression that reaches the extreme, and it feels like life will erupt at any time.
Finally, the surging black mud exploded large and small bubbles like exploding slurry. When the bubbles burst, green light flickered faintly.
At this time, the movement under the black mud became more and more intense, and the soil was slowly arched up, forming a huge low mound. An extremely chaotic monster finally broke out of the ground.
It is like a huge suspended sphere with a diameter of more than three meters. A bloody mouth filled with sharp teeth and a ferocious gray one-eye occupy the sphere that is both a head and a torso. Under its body, there are more than a dozen wrists as thick as
The tentacles supported the ground. Several tentacles covered with black scales protruded from behind the nightmarish deformed brain, and at the end of each tentacle were mouthparts that dripped mucus like suckers.
This is the chaotic creature "Chaos Beast" recorded in the General History of Magic, an existence as old as the dragon. Since the first era when human civilization penetrated into every corner of the world, these monsters have been along with dragons, Behemoths, and Unicorns.
Legendary monsters such as the beast gradually disappeared from human sight.
The innate ability to float can slightly reduce their weight, but their bodies are still strong and compact, and their shells are as hard as steel. Their one eye has powerful innate abilities, which can control the shooting of petrifying rays, control earth, fire or water, and even possess spirits.
The powerful will of induction.
Driven by Aldus, this ancient monster locked onto Griffith as soon as it appeared. Its huge one-eye flashed with a terrifying light, and it would shoot out at any time.
Demon hunter Anton approached: "The citizens of Odessa who were destroyed by you are waiting for you in the Quiet Place."
Patolion seemed to be very exhausted, but he also drew his sword and surrounded him from the other side: