It's really strange, even though he was beaten to the point of exhaustion, Boluogo still refused to use the medicine that was so close at hand. He said that he was a human being bound by shackles, but at this moment he turned into a silver lion wearing iron armor.
Thorndike couldn't understand this kind of person, and he was not in the mood to understand him. He just wanted to end it all quickly. The remaining ghouls and ghosts were wandering in the mist, like invisible wolves, surrounding him.
This dying lion.
In a one-on-one situation, few people can defeat Thorndike. The invisibility fog brought by the secret sword combined with the ether shielding, the dominated object completely turned into an invisible ghost. If Boluo Ge's secret power was not too changeable,
, if it were other Sublime Submersers, they would not even be able to break through the iron-wearing defense.
From the mist came the whistling sound of metal cutting through the air.
As a first-stage sublimator, the only time Bologo can detect dominant objects is when they launch an attack. However, no matter how quickly he reacts, when the attack is launched, it will be too late for Bologo to act.
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Thorndike was confident, but the dark blood spilled out of thin air made his heart freeze.
The armor-piercing sword caught the fourth ghost, and the sharp sword tip pierced into its heart. The force of the stab was so strong that the blade reached the hilt, as if Boluogo had punched it through.
its heart.
How can this be?
Boluogo discovered the location of the ghost first and struck him hard, followed by a tooth-searing friction sound, like a dull knife laboriously cutting through pieces of flesh and bones, and the friction brought up pieces.
Bone and blood foam.
The ghost struggled hard, and the sword blade hammered the silver lion feebly, but the silver lion didn't care, just like a real hunt, Boluogo grabbed another armor-piercing sword stuck on the ground and walked along the
The hole left by one piercing penetrated the second armor-piercing sword.
The armor-piercing sword itself has almost no cutting ability, but that's just about it. Soldiers can't use it to slash because their strength is not strong enough.
When it was held by the condenser, wielded by Boluogo, and driven by absolute power, the slightly blunt edges were like crossed scissors, twisting the ghost's body. Boluogo pulled out the two swords with force, and
The sword was raised high under the night sky, and the broken body covered the earth with dirty blood.
This is no longer a slash, but more like tearing the body apart with brute force.
"Damn beast!"
Thorndike roared and waved the secret sword, giving orders like a general, and the hidden ghouls responded to his call one after another.
In his eyes, for a moment, Boluogo seemed to have really transformed into a weird beast, a silver lion with steel mane and scales on his body, and dark red blood stains covered his armor.
"She's here looking at me! Thorndike, how could I become a beast?"
At this time, Boluogo actually burst out laughing.
The armor-piercing sword struck along a predetermined trajectory, hitting several ghouls out of thin air. The blade sank deeply into the flesh, and was then roughly pulled out by Bologo and torn open.
Such slashes caused great damage to the armor-piercing sword itself, and soon the blades in his hands were full of cracks. Bologger threw them out hard, leaving a trail of blood in the mist, and then he lifted himself from the ground again.
and drew a new sword.
The cold forest of swords covered the entire battlefield. No matter where Boluogo was, there was always a sharp sword waiting for him to hold.
Thorndike couldn't understand how Bologg discovered the ghoul. The perfect combination of fog and etheric obscuration seemed to not exist for him, but it was clear that Bologg was indeed restricted by the fog before.
The dense and slender manes spread out, as if invisible hands were stirring them, making a strange and ethereal sound with the wind.
Thorndike suddenly understood that those spreading manes were like tentacles, covering every corner around Boluogo. He indeed could not feel the ether fluctuations and could not see the figures of these ghouls, but when
When they come close and touch these bristles, Bologo can keenly detect their location.
"You are too difficult to deal with!" Thorndike's voice was hoarse. He no longer knew how to deal with Boluogo. Every time he thought he was about to win, this guy could always turn defeat into victory.
Taking out the liquid spirit potion he carried from his pocket, Thorndike prepared to inject it to replenish the ether, and continued to call the ghouls to haunt Boluogo, but the sudden burst of sword sounds almost cut his nerves, and a wound opened from his waist.
Abdominal fissure.
Thorndike saw the armor-piercing sword that cut him. It was dragged by some unknown force and swayed out of thin air together with other armor-piercing swords that were pierced into the ground.
Iron cast rain falls.
The sharp blade penetrated almost everything it touched, whether it was the stone ground or the hidden ghoul, everything was violently penetrated.
Thorndike swung his sword and cut off several armor-piercing swords. Only then did he notice that there was a slender mane at the end of the sword hilt that extended to the back of the silver lion.
He only guessed half of it right. The spreading mane not only alerted Boluogo's surroundings, it also connected all the armor-piercing swords inserted into the ground, like a spider web, spying on everything that entered the field.
And extend Bologo's attack.
The silver lion danced, its mane dragging the armor-piercing swords, creating a storm of sharp blades like whip blades.
The sluggish mist was also stirred by the storm. Broken limbs and flesh continued to spill out of thin air. The ghouls died in large numbers. They were not protected by iron-wearing paint. No matter how ferocious and weird they were, they were just flesh and blood.
Suddenly the silver lion stopped dancing, and its blue eyes stared at Thorndike, as if his sight had penetrated the fog.
The cold gaze made Thorndike feel panic and uneasiness for a moment. He didn't understand why. He obviously didn't touch the manes of those seeking enemies at all, and he was also shielded and protected by the mist and ether. How could Bologg find it?
he.
A slender, light mane swayed in the wind, its end hooked on Thorndike's clothes, and the other end extended to the silver lion's back.
Gu Qing
When the armor-piercing sword scratched Thorndike, it left behind such a mane, allowing Bologg to find Thorndike's location.
Thorndike was about to do something, but he suddenly calmed down and gave up all actions. So what if he was connected by Bologg? He was hidden in the fog, and Bologg couldn't determine what the thread was connected to.
"My boss is similar to you, he is also a dominator, but unlike you, he never hides his whereabouts."
A low voice sounded from under the armor.
"I asked him, why don't you hide? As a ruler, you can easily win thousands of miles away, but he replied that if you hide in the shadows for too long, people will become cowardly, timid, shrinking, and lose the ability to face the situation directly.
Death, and the ability to control fear.”
Grasping both swords tightly, his blue eyes were full of determination without any hesitation.
"Thorndike, you have been hiding behind the ghouls for too long."
Thorndike kept calling the ghouls and attacking him. With all his cards out there, it was impossible for Thorndike to leave a single ghoul standing still.
As for the ghost? The armor-piercing sword couldn't cut it at all, let alone leave a wire connection. Thorndike thought he was smart enough to stay where he was, but he didn't know that he was exposed because of this.
The mane danced wildly, and the silver lion was covered with dense sword blades. He seemed to have spread his wings, covering the sky and the sun.
Thorndike could no longer retreat. He had been forced to the edge of the stone bridge, and there was a deep valley below. Under the dense rain of swords, he could not escape to both sides.
He seemed to have entered a desperate situation, but the next moment the ghost that had been living in the fog for a long time suddenly appeared.
Thorndike can precisely control up to four ghosts at the same time, but that doesn't mean he only has four ghosts. The remaining two ghosts are always hiding, preparing for a fatal blow.
"How do you fight back?"
Thorndike shouted, he guessed that Bologg's ether had been completely exhausted, and this was the last blow he could launch.
The crossed blades hit the silver lion, but the silver lion did not stop. This was a life-threatening blow that must end with the death of one person.
Facing the overwhelming sword blades, Thorndike had no fear in his eyes. He clenched something with his backhand, and then the dark liquid wrapped around his chest and quickly solidified to protect his important organs.
Iron-weary paint itself can also be used as armor, but its energy efficiency is one-time. After the battle, Thorndike still needs to find a way to clean it off. Unless it is an emergency, Thorndike will not use such expensive alchemical materials for it.
Armor.
He thought that this would be a blow that would bring Boluogo into despair. With his ether depleted, he would be unable to break through the iron-wearing defense.
It was not until this situation that Thorndike dared to confront the Silver Lion head-on. He wielded the secret sword and chopped the Silver Lion into pieces together with the ghosts.
Harsh cutting sounds burst out together with sparks. The ghosts swung their sharp swords and penetrated the steel. The heavy armor fell, and the dancing sword blades seemed to have lost their support and clattered to the ground.
He won after all. Thorndike walked towards the huge wreckage of the armor. He wanted to turn Bologo into his own ghost. Every enemy killed by him would have such an ending.
If Bologo still had a breath, he would have wanted to declare some victory, but this sense of victory was quickly washed away. Although he killed Bologo, the action still failed, just because of this damn thing
The condenser.
When I walked to the remains of the armor, the expected bloody corpse did not appear, and there was nothing under the armor.
Bologg disappeared. After a brief hesitation, Thorndike looked around cautiously. When this guy's ether was exhausted, the priming phenomenon also disappeared. Now Bologg has become an ordinary person, with no ether fluctuations.
Undetectable.
What else could he do? Run for his life? The other end of the stone bridge was full of ghouls, and there was nowhere for him to escape.
"People like you have been using other people's swords for so long that you have forgotten that you are holding a sword in your hands."
A cold voice came from behind, and at the same time the majestic ether was released.
"Have you turned into a beast after all?"
Thorndike turned around and brandished the secret sword. He shouldn't have believed Bolog's words. He must have secretly hidden the liquid spirit potion and not used it until now. But when he turned around, what he saw was a completely different scene.
Cyan light spots overflowed from Boluogo's body, and the remaining fragments of his soul burned fiercely, igniting the ether and igniting the anxious void.
Bolog's face was like a glaring god. He grasped the incoming secret sword without any pain, and at the same time thrust out the dagger in his hand.
Thorndike laughed mockingly. He didn't know what happened to Bologg's body, but how could such a short sword penetrate the iron-wearing defense?
The cyan trace was injected into the dagger along the arm, and the bright light almost blinded Thorndike's eyes.
