Amber swung a full blow at the apostle. The latter didn't even have time to withdraw his hand from the body of the stationed mage before it was smashed out like a cannonball.
This punch created a rapid spiral trajectory in the air, sweeping away even the blood and dust splashed in the hall. The apostle punched through the wall, crossed several rooms and fell to the ground on his back. His left shoulder and arm were hit hard and crushed
It was broken into pieces and turned into a ball of broken and twisted rotten flesh and broken bones.
"Griffith retreats," Amber raised the light-wrapped gauntlet and hammered it on her chest, "I will fight with all my strength."
The headless cult apostle stood up from the ruins, turning a blind eye to the injuries that would inevitably lead to mortal death. He drooped his broken left arm and assumed an attack stance.
"Very good, although I don't know where you are a monster or a puppet of an evil god," Amber walked through the rubble of the ruins with sexy and vigorous steps, and the flame-like golden flash roared around her.
His eyes became focused and determined, even a little excited.
"Let you see the power of the God of Thunder and Storm."
The strong wind stirred up sand and rubble, which crackled on Griffith's armor. Amidst the roaring air waves and explosions, Amber turned into a continuous phantom, attacking the apostle head-on. At the moment of the impending encounter,
He stepped sideways to avoid the sweeping attack and struck hard at his flank.
The adamantine gauntlet tore open the apostle's abdominal muscles, breaking open the flesh and bones there, pouring golden power into it. The apostle was knocked back and choked, and immediately responded with an elbow strike. Amber's agile steps had already taken a step forward.
Sweeping towards his right knee.
With a chilling sound of bone cracking, the apostle's knees broke and he knelt down. However, he paid no attention to the pain, and his burly body vented attacks everywhere like a rushing mudslide.
A fist powerful enough to hit a Sequence 7 Extraordinary with a fatal blow roared out. His strength alone was earth-shattering. He was like a human-shaped windmill, with intact legs, feet, broken limbs, and even broken bones exposed in the air.
The weapon rotates and sweeps without any scruples.
Amber raised his hand, held up the apostle's right arm in the sweeping gap, and punched his ribs. The invisible air flow was suffocated, and then burst out of the body like an explosion.
Griffith wanted to help, but couldn't keep up with the movements of the two men. Amber and the apostle fought together like thunder and lightning, breaking down walls and houses wherever they went, and no one could stop them.
The pillars and walls of the mansion were like gravel and quicksand under the terrifying power of the apostle, falling and disintegrating in pieces. In just a few seconds of fighting, the two fought from the hall to the study, smashing the lounge and dining room with their weapons, and finally
The bathroom and greenhouse were trampled to pieces. The roar and arc made the situation change. The vegetation retreated in fear. The entire building on the east side was already crumbling. Finally, it could no longer hold up and collapsed with a loud bang.
In the dust all over the sky, the cut water pipes in the bathroom sprayed water jets into the sky. The beams and columns creaked and fell in pieces.
Amber jumped up and stood nimbly on a broken wall. Her delicate cheeks were already half smeared with blood. Her armor and body were covered with wounds from flying gravel. Although she avoided all
A fatal attack, but the aftermath of the apostle's terrifying power still wounded her.
Under the ruins of the wall, the headless apostle had his left arm broken, his right leg broken, his right rib disintegrated, and golden and silver arcs biting and wreaking havoc on his wounds. But he still half-knelt with an indifferent expression.
He even dug his own head out of the rubble.
"Any ordinary person would have died immediately."
Amber's curly and fluffy blond hair was flying in the wind. Her body was soaked in blood, but her eyes and aura were as hot as flames.
"Not bad, not bad!"
The blonde girl wiped away the blood between her eyebrows and shook it off, bowed her back slightly, and was ready to attack like a storm.
Griffith discovered that Amber's blue eyes had turned as red as blood, and the frightening fighting spirit surged like a huge wave. What if Amber's usual image is that of a hot and cheerful southern girl? Now
She has become a completely different creature.
She roared with an aura and fervor that even the orc warriors in the East could not compare to:
"Thunder and lightning and storm above, this monster is worth fighting!"
The apostle suddenly tore off his left arm and threw it towards Amber who was swooping over.
"boom!"
A bright ball of light exploded, and the sudden shock wave blew Amber and Griffith away into the ruins. The city defense troops coming from all directions fell instantly.
…
Griffith crawled out from the rubble and found that there was not much left in the entire mansion. The city defenders and other Beyonders fell to the ground in pieces. The apostle who had broken a leg jumped up and down.
Horse? Fleeing down the mountain.
"Amber!" Griffith dug out the girl who was half buried in the rubble and was delighted to find that she was fine. "Let's go after him!"
"No, no," Amber shook her head as she was already crestfallen and out of breath, "I, I have to rest for a while. Go quickly, don't, don't have a head-on confrontation."
"Understood." Griffith found an undisturbed military horse from the outer cordon, jumped up, and followed the apostle in the direction of his escape.
He chased from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, and was surprised to find that the winding mountain road was crowded with people everywhere.
They gathered here early in the morning, shouting and excited. From time to time, racing carriages flew past them, roaring through extremely dangerous hairpin turns.
There's actually a race taking place this morning. That race of harmony. Wait a minute, the Hanami memorial ceremony will also start tonight!
Griffith yelled something bad, and watched the apostle pass through the speeding racing carriage with his head between his legs. But he himself did not have such courage, so he had to take a detour.
The two carriages at the front are indistinguishable. The carriage on the inside has already occupied a favorable position. As long as it passes the hairpin curve in front, it can enter the straight road to the finish line. Victory is right in front of you.
The carriage on the outside has no intention of giving up. The driver controls the carriage with superb skills. The metal wheels covered with expensive rubber have been pressed against the drainage ditch on the roadside. They are drifting inward and are about to cut into the inside line.
.
I won! The driver cheered in his heart. Suddenly, he saw a burly figure appearing on horseback beside him. The figure had no head, but when it was alongside him, he raised his left hand and showed a head covered in blood.
His blood-red eyes stared at the driver with an unbelievable look on his face, and he said:
"You are speeding, please pay attention to traffic safety."
"Wow!" The rider was frightened and screamed, crashing into the roadside slope with the inside carriage.
This impact also knocked the apostle off the track. With only one hand and one leg, he could not control the horse and rushed towards the cliff and the seaside, and then fell heavily on a raised platform.
"Wow!"
The spectators who were shouting for carnival dispersed in a hurry.
The apostle held his head and struggled to get up from the ground. Suddenly, a shrill sound erupted from behind him. A spear penetrated his left leg, almost breaking the joint.
Griffith threw all three throwing spears without stopping. Although he still had the energy to throw more, this would consume a lot of energy and even cause physical damage. In a one-on-one battle, three throwing spears were enough to hit
Killing or seriously injuring a goblin monster would be enough to kill even a mountain monster.
However, the apostle seemed to be fine. For him, it seemed that apart from joint injuries, other penetrating injuries were no big deal. He held the spear that had penetrated his body and slowly pulled it out.
What kind of material is this monster made of? When the spear hit, it was twisted and deformed due to the violent impact. Pulling it out from the body will cause more serious secondary trauma!
But the apostle in front of him seemed indifferent to the torn wounds. He pulled out the curved spear and threw it aside, and then went to pull out the second one.
Griffith was stunned.
The flesh and blood were torn out in pieces and fell to the ground piece by piece. Not to mention pain on the apostle's resolute face, there was no sign of even rapid breathing.
This apostle was able to launch a fatal counterattack after suffering a fatal blow from Conix's spell, and then engaged in a high-speed battle with Amber that could kill me half to death with every punch. He was able to continue fighting after being caught up by me.
Indifferent to the heavy damage caused by throwing guns...
Is he an undead or a puppet? Griffith slowly moved around the apostle to keep his distance, trying to find a good foothold for himself on the battlefield.
He knew that if he entered into hand-to-hand combat with his own body, the overwhelming power of the apostle would crush his bones immediately. However, as long as the apostle was willing to fight, there would still be a chance. If he didn't fight, that would be fine, as long as the apostle was willing to fight.
If he is not allowed to escape, the garrison at the port will come with heavy weapons sooner or later.
You monster can't even hold a bed crossbow, right? This time I think there is someone who can stop me from using artillery! Griffith's brain was running at high speed, and he was planning one vicious plan after another.
The monster with all its legs damaged gave up escaping, dragged the severed limbs, and propped itself on the ground like a curly baboon, crushing towards Griffith. He was undoubtedly convinced that he could kill him with just one blow.
Beat this human to death.
Griffith retreated to the edge of the cliff. Seeing the crazy apostle approaching, he suddenly turned around and jumped off the cliff. The apostle followed closely behind, falling like a meteorite.
"You've been fooled, puppet!" Griffith cheered in his heart, "This is my Griffith's tactical trap! If you want to compete with me in intelligence, you are still far behind!"
Griffith launched the spell, but his target was not the apostles, but continued to inject extreme cold into the sea.
"thump!"
Griffith fell into the water first.
After he hit the water, the place where he hit the water immediately froze into extremely thick ice, and there were even densely packed upward spikes.
The sea has become a trap for hunting the apostle. Many battles have clearly revealed that although the apostle has no fatal weakness and his strength is extremely terrifying, his defense power has not reached an astonishing level.
"boom!"
The apostle hit it hard, making a tooth-itching and frightening impact and roar. The ice was shattered immediately, sputtering like fragments, and even stabbed Griffith, who had already hid underwater, but
The apostle's body was torn apart.
The powerful and terrifying headless monster was smashed to pieces like the excrement dropped by wild birds from the sky, and fell to the ground in pieces and sank into the sea.
Killed! Even if it is still alive now, its broken body has lost the ability to fight and move, and can only be at my mercy. Damn monster, watch me pry out your secrets and the color of your underwear!
Griffith rose to the surface and took a deep breath before preparing to dive to search for the other party's extraordinary characteristics.
"Level 5 psychic ripples detected, evacuate quickly!" Minos suddenly issued an urgent warning, "This life form has no extraordinary characteristics and source material, and the wreckage is extremely dangerous. Evacuate quickly."
What!?
Griffith didn't have time to ask, turned around and fled away as fast as he could. Although the bone ring had many secrets, the cooperation between the two parties had been good. Before he could swim for a long time, an earth-shattering shock wave rolled him up and wrapped him around him.
A huge wave was thrown from the sky, and it was thrown far away.
The apostle's wreckage exploded violently like a mage tower. The terrifying shock wave threw Griffith out of the water, who had not escaped far. The explosion was bloody and bloody, and his leather armor was completely damaged.
Griffith flew out like a rag doll, fainted with his half-broken chain mail hanging on, and sank to the bottom of the sea.
…
In a trance, he seemed to see a beautiful woman approaching. She was so beautiful and elegant that she should not appear in the world. However, there was some strange feeling that made him feel scared from the bottom of his heart.
Blasphemous thoughts.
"who is it?"
Griffith gradually woke up from his coma. He had a feeling that his head was resting on the girl's beautiful legs. When he was about to open his eyes, his head hit the ground with a thud, next to his ear.
There was a splash of falling water.
Ah, where am I? Griffith rubbed his head and sat up. He found that his mail armor had also been lost, and his whole body was wet when he was fished out of the water. There was no part of his body that was not in pain, and he was very weak.
"Are you okay? Mr. Apprentice Knight." Miss Alandale looked at him from the sea.
This mysterious and charming girl has her long hair loose, revealing her round and white shoulders, which undulate slightly in the sea, almost revealing her charming curves.
"You saved me?"
"Yes," Alandel said, "You choked on a lot of water just now and were seriously injured. I gave you some treatment and you should be fine now."
"Thank you, will you always stay by my side?"
"Yes, otherwise I will be very sad if you forget about me when you wake up," Alaindel looked at Griffith's cheeks turning red and added, "Just kidding."
The blue water is very clear, but the reflection of the waves and the sea surface just hides Alandel's curves and secrets. Her shoulders are bare, her smooth curves and fair skin are as if she is not wearing anything.
"This is where?"
"The southernmost point of Neopolis, a place called the End of the World," Alandel pointed to a black reef in the distance with her bare arm, "I happened to be swimming nearby."
"Did you take me to swim a long distance?" Griffith could roughly tell that the location where he fell into the water was on the east side of Tianya, and he was now in the west.
"I'm awesome."
"Miss Alandale, do you usually swim here? It's not safe here. There was a fight just now." Griffith said seriously. Normally, it would be wrong for such a beautiful girl to be alone on the deserted beach.
It was very dangerous. However, there was a vague feeling, even something indescribable that made him feel that it was not the case.
"It's not dangerous," Alandel shook her head, "My minions are all around here, I'm safe."
Why didn't I see any of the minions? Griffith laughed: "How should I go back? Can you arrange for one or two minions to escort me?"
"Come with me!" Alandel smiled lightly, "There is no road leading to land here, so we can only swim back. We can have breakfast together."
"I'm in a hurry and must report the battle situation to my superiors as soon as possible."
"Then you need to have breakfast too! I'll let someone tell you. Come on, I'll take you back to swim." Alandel stretched out her hand to Griffith on the reef.
The bright and charming girl swam toward Griffith, graceful and sexy, more graceful than any woman he had ever seen swimming.
Griffith couldn't help but cast his eyes towards the blue water, wanting to see the beautiful scenery in the world.
Before he could see anything clearly. Maybe it was because he had consumed too much energy in the battle, maybe the rocks were slippery, or maybe his center of gravity was unstable. Griffith fell into the water with a plop.
"Grrrrrr!"
Griffith emerged from the water with a bubbling struggle. Alandel came up from behind, her slender hands on her broad shoulders, and her singing-like smile made his mind fly into the distance.
The girl pushed him from behind and laughed softly beside the clumsy trainee knight.
"You can't look back!"
"Of course."
Griffith felt that his body was very light, and the warm sea water enveloped him, like a gentle dream. His mood also relaxed, and his thoughts became clearer.
However, he soon had a feeling that he was surrounded by something.
Under the azure sea, there seemed to be something swimming and wandering that he had never seen before.
The surroundings were extremely quiet, and Alandel made almost no sound. This silence amplified Griffith's fear and inspiration, as if he was swimming through a bottomless abyss, and just below the line of sight and the sea, there was something beyond him.
Common sense and imagination exist.
"Arandel, are you there?"
Griffith felt his teeth chattering slightly. Although the sea water was comfortable and warm, the fear of the unknown and the inexplicable chill had enveloped him.
"What's wrong?" The girl leaned over gently and said softly in his ear, "Did you see anything?"
No, I didn't see anything.
Griffith saw nothing.
However, there seems to be some kind of shadow underneath the waves, which keeps the same elegant rhythm as the stunningly beautiful Alandel. This elegance also has a suffocating and oppressive feeling that people cannot look directly at, like an illusion, but also extremely real.
Even though he could see her true face by just glancing at the sea water behind him, he didn't have the thought or courage at all.
"We're here!"
Alandel patted Griffith on the shoulder and pushed him to the shore. There were still girl's clothes on the rocks on the shore.