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Book Six The Road Chapter One Hundred and One Variable Five

No one in the world can truly be considered perfect. Reality is not a novel. Compared with the complicated world, people are actually just ants that are born and die in this world. They can control everything and change everything. They are the spirit of all things.

Such thoughts are nothing more than the narcissistic ramblings of a person with little knowledge.

Marquis Inham had understood this truth a long time ago. But when he saw the twisted and deformed steel prison, there was a brief blank in his mind, and he was completely at a loss.

He is indeed smart enough, and the smartest thing about him is that he does not think that his intelligence can be invincible, so he is very cautious in everything, and he never lets desire cloud him to force anything. So all along, his plans can almost be carried out.

Everything was perfect, and everything he arranged and expected was realized step by step according to his wishes. So even though he had already understood the truth, he had an illusion that everything was really arranged by him. But he

No matter how good or subtle the arrangement was, it was impossible to calculate the trajectory of the meteor shower and its shielding efficiency. There were only a few fireballs that missed the slashing of the decapitating sword and smashed into the Glory Castle, and among these few.

, one of them happened to hit the steel prison where Asa was imprisoned.

There is absolutely no way human power can destroy the specially reinforced steel prison, but it is not much better than an ordinary house in the face of the impact of a fiery meteor weighing hundreds of thousands of kilograms. Now, what is embedded on the edge of the huge crater is just a piece of rotten paper.

The iron piece, the anti-magic magic array on it is completely unrecognizable.

Inham looked at the scrap metal, and his face changed, becoming uglier than ever before. He was stunned for a while, and then he snorted and turned around to fly towards the central square where the sound of killing was the loudest.

Run.

Aiyimei had been mentally prepared before using the teleportation scroll, but when the blue light of the teleportation magic dissipated, she almost fell to the ground in fright.

A huge white light curtain enveloped the teleportation magic array, and Ai Yimei, who had just been teleported, was naturally among them. Now her ears were filled with overwhelming shouts of killing, screams, and the sound of weapons clashing. Shockingly, there was

Hundreds of ferocious-looking orcs like evil spirits gathered around the light curtain and wildly waved their weapons to hit the light curtain.

A werewolf full of blood jumped up high. However, he hit the white light screen and was stunned. He was actually embedded in the light screen. A templar flew over and struck a sword from head to toe.

The werewolf was chopped into two pieces, and blood and internal organs were scattered all over the sky. But as soon as it hit the light screen, it immediately bounced back.

Under the protection of the light curtain, the flesh and blood of the mutilated werewolf corpses were flying everywhere... Aiyime felt her stomach twitch, and she fell to the ground with a loud sound and vomited out.

There were more than twenty people wrapped in the light curtain together with Ai Yimei. If they were dressed in attire, they were all high-level clergy. Except for four cardinals and two high-level templars, the rest

They are all bishops and priests. These are bishops and priests from various dioceses and religious countries who came directly using teleportation scrolls after receiving the warning magic bell.

The battle between the orcs was just a venting battle carried away by rage, and no one deliberately destroyed the teleportation magic circle. When a few of them woke up more clearly, several bishops had already teleported over.

The white magic of these bishops is all superb and profound, but it is impossible to withstand the heavy weapons of the orcs in this close combat. Finally, they relied on the rain of light slowly falling from the sky to save all living beings. They gradually woke up.

There were more and more orcs, and there were gradually dozens or hundreds of orcs surrounding the teleportation magic circle. Fortunately, a few cardinals teleported over, and they immediately joined forces to expand this layer with all their strength.

This white magic protective shield looks like just a translucent light curtain, but no matter how hard the orcs outside hit it, it can't break through. Just as the orcs hit and collided, the faces of several cardinals who worked together to maintain the shield became pale.

It started to turn white gradually.

"Hurry and help." A bishop roared at Aiyimei. The people who appeared in the teleportation magic circle were naturally all companions. Although they couldn't agree on why it was a little girl, they clearly felt that she was a magician.

Aiyimei heard this in a daze, but did not react at all. Her mind was as turbulent as her stomach. These familiar scenes were overlapping and boiling in her mind, arousing extreme fear and nausea.

A splitting headache.

Several bishops and high priests were throwing walls of fire and ice arrows at the orcs outside. Unfortunately, their attainments in elemental magic were not high. The orcs outside were also very alert, and some even used some

With basic magic like fireball, the speed at which they can kill the orcs is far less than the speed at which the orcs can surround them.

Deng, Deng, Deng, the two wild bulls were driven by the orcs and crashed into the light curtain with thunderous hooves. As long as they were allowed to hit the light curtain, not to mention the defense of the light curtain, even the city wall.

Just couldn't resist it.

"The power of God is like prison, the grace of God is like the sea, and it is still." The two cardinals in the light curtain used paralysis at the same time. The two bulls instantly became completely motionless like clay and wood sculptures. Under the inertia, the tops of them were

The riding orc flew out and hit the white magic light curtain. Without the magic support of the two cardinals, the white light curtain began to fluctuate. The other orcs hit it like being thrown into a pond.

The stone is rippled one after another.

"I can't hold it anymore." Someone shouted, and several cardinals looked extremely ugly. They never thought that the enemy had already attacked the central square just after Celeste rang the bell. Although they

They are all advanced white magicians, but white magic is of no use when facing hundreds of orcs in close combat.

It's not that no one thought that the cardinals would use teleportation magic circles to teleport here. There were also many swordsmen outside the square who wanted to rush here, but they couldn't.

Next to the teleportation magic circle, the originally neat and grand central square is now in ruins.

Lancelot and two temple knights joined forces to fight against Gru. It was just four people, colliding with each other, fighting, and the momentum and fighting spirit generated by the fight opened up a circle of 100 meters in radius in the center of the square.

It is a battlefield that belongs to these four people. No one else can step into it or cross it.

Led by Lancelot, three white lights and shadows surrounded by various auxiliary magic moved around the dazzling group of fighting spirit in the middle. They continuously hit each other and hit each other. Every time they intersected, there would be an earth-shattering loud noise.

, overflowing with fighting spirit. From time to time, the figure of a temple knight would fly out with a loud bang, but it would fly back again not long after.

The long swords in the hands of Lancelot and the two temple knights were dazzlingly bright. All the fighting spirit and magic were concentrated on the swords, but Gru was still bare-handed, and he still used his fists to directly touch it. But

His body is now covered with scars. Although the scars are not deep, the red blood has dyed his whole body red.

The two temple knights attacked with all their might. Almost every time they struck Gru with a sword at the cost of receiving a punch themselves. As long as the punch was not on the head, no matter how serious the injury was, it would be inflicted all over the sky.

It can recover quickly in the light rain, and even the glorious armor that was instantly deformed and distorted by Gru's punch was restored to its original state along with the physical injuries. The light rain within a radius of 100 meters seemed to

Attracted by the glorious armor on the two temple knights, it no longer landed slowly, but poured directly into their bodies.

Lancelot did not sacrifice his life to attack with the two men. He remained steady and solid, as motionless as a mountain and as quiet as a forest. He was responsible for resisting Gru's attack with all his strength and creating an opportunity for the two Temple Knights to attack.

In fact, it was no longer three people attacking Gru, but four. Half of the effectiveness of the Pope's efforts to save all sentient beings was used on this battlefield.

The three people's attacks have completely suppressed the beast, but the more they suppressed them, the more surprised they were. This opponent has great potential, stamina, and amazing endurance. The more suppressed, the more powerful and amazing the momentum of the counterattack.

The murderous aura did not diminish at all, but became stronger and stronger. They even felt that they were attacking with all their strength against a huge volcano. If they could not completely subdue it, crush it, and finally be blown to pieces and burned.

The one who becomes ashes is yourself.

They don't even dare to show the slightest thought. As long as the pressure is relieved a little bit, the accumulated pressure and momentum will probably completely burst out and tear them to pieces. Not only can they not relax, they must also try their best as soon as possible, because when Pu

When the light rain that fertilizes all sentient beings stops, they will never have any capital to suppress them anymore.

Gru's eyes were still dark, but the whites of his eyes had turned completely red. That was the color made of the desire to kill, the fighting spirit and an instinct hidden deep in his soul that even he didn't know about. Even he

The originally white and dazzling fighting spirit was somewhat tinged with scarlet and a bit strange green. His mind had fallen into a hearty pleasure, and all his body, mind, spirit, fighting spirit and soul were completely burning. This

It was even more enjoyable than when he fought Lancelot in Tularion. Even when the opponent's sword penetrated his body, cutting his flesh and blood, cutting off his blood vessels, and blood splashing out, it was not only painful, but also pleasurable.

Anger, fighting intent, killing intent, pain and pleasure were all surging and intertwined in his body, and something was being lured out from the deepest part of his body by the washing and impact of these waves.

This is what I want, this is what I want. This is the only crazy concept in Gru's little mind.

There was an earth-shaking roar, like an ancient giant beast finally breaking free from the shackles of hundreds of millions of years, releasing the murderous wildness accumulated for countless years. All the orcs, whether they were fighting or dying, could not help but tremble.

one time.

Two long swords of the Temple Knights pierced and passed through his palms respectively, or in other words, he grabbed the two long swords. The sword blades kept passing through his palms and pierced his shoulders, but

He also held the hilt of the sword, including the hands of the two Temple Knights who also held the hilt.

With a pinch, the hands of the two knights were completely integrated with the sword hilts silently, and then with another pull, the bodies of the two temple knights also collided with each other. Their arms, including the glorious armor on their arms

They were all twisted and deformed like dead vines.

The two temple knights didn't even grunt when their hands were broken. When they collided with each other, they could feel the bones in their bodies being shattered like dry noodles. They also didn't scream, but used this opportunity to finally

When they got a chance to get close, they all used their still intact hand to pull out the short dagger from their waist and stabbed it into Gru's waist.

At the same time, Lancelot's sword also penetrated Gru's chest and abdomen. But the first thing Lancelot felt was surprise. He didn't expect to succeed so easily. His sword was actually an attack on the enemy.

He must save the two temple knights. But if the enemy cannot save himself, he will naturally not be able to save others.

Poof, the heads of the two temple knights exploded like watermelons. Gru used his head to smash the two temple knights together with their helmets. Then he kicked out, and the paladin was like

It flew out like a cannonball and flew in the direction of the teleportation magic circle.

Lancelot flew out in a straight line with a white trajectory at a speed that could not be seen clearly by the naked eye. Several tall and strong orcs were suddenly shattered with blood and flesh, and then the already shaky white magic light curtain was completely destroyed.

Broken.

The light rain from the sky has no longer poured into the two temple knights. No matter how magical the radiant armor and the salvation of all living beings are, the dead people with no enemies will have no effect. The light rain is flying with Lancelot.

All the traces were directed towards his glorious battle armor.

But this time, the white magic light rain flying all over the sky finally stopped, and the rich white magic that originally filled the air dissipated. The white magic forbidden spell to save all sentient beings finally consumed all its power.

Gru was already covered in blood. Three long swords penetrated his body, but he still stood upright in the pool of blood.

There was another roar like before, and the three magic swords used by the temple knights on his body were shattered by the fighting spirit.

All the orcs who saw this scene and heard this roar were like crazy. This sound was exactly the most yearning and original sound deep in their souls.


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