Chapter 1045 (1/2)
This is not the first time that the dark haired wizard has fought with the evil god apostles - almost ”the fourth time” if he insists.
For the first time, it was Francis in eboden, and the two were ”missed”;
The second time, when they went to the Dragon King City, faoda Loren, the apostle of the ”dead” lemantes, joined hands with the ”sword of oath” and managed to kill him with the help of Asriel.
The third time was chakar in the Centaur war, an unlucky man used by the ”black cross” serlior.
Of course, the first and third of them should be the same - they are all controlled by the ”black cross” serlior, and they are thrown out to fight themselves as cannon fodder and puppets.
Or... For evil gods, the existence of Apostles itself is something like puppets and ”cannon fodder”.
Descartes, the apostle of the last shadow, is the fourth, but it is also the one that can arouse Loren's ”memory” most
”May the void... Be with you!”
With a strange smile, the black haired wizard waved the gray blue sword of ”bright silver” and jumped at the roaring blood shadow.
Pooh!
Blood spatter... But not Loren's.
Mixed with a little red, gray and blue, the sword awn dances a fan in the air; Staring at the last shadow of the wound on his chest, the Apostle showed obvious amazement on his face, and even stopped in place because he was too surprised.
Missed it?
How is this possible?!
But it had no time to think about it. The black haired wizard had rushed within five steps, held the gray blue sword in his hand, and then chopped forward.
”Dang --!”
The sword awn collided with the long sickle, and the sparks bloomed in the cold wind.
The bright silver sword is not an entity, but the force of the void that constantly explodes... In the air that tears the eardrum, the dark red blood shadow was knocked out and scratched a long trace on the snow.
The stunned Earl of Glenville and the Legion soldiers stared at the flying figure - a few minutes ago, it was the devil who wantonly slaughtered the robes.
Now, he was ”with a sword” by the Duke and flew out!
”Hoo... Hoo... Ha... Ha ha...”
The corpse like body trembled in a pool of blood, and the voice of the last shadow apostle was mixed with uncontrollable excitement.
”Funny, funny... You hurt me... I've been hurt for nearly 200 years... I don't know what it's like to be hurt for 200 years.”
”The last one who hurt me seemed to be a holy cross running dog called the sword of oath... Unfortunately, I ate him for fear of the bastard's resurrection. Although it seems that he doesn't have a few years to live according to his age.”
”You! Human!” ignoring the bleeding wound on his chest, the Apostle raised his head with a look of ecstasy, and his scarlet eyes stared at the black haired wizard with the raised sickle:
”Well done... A guy like you deserves the respect of the great end shadow apostle Descartes. I give you the qualification to drink blood, swallow meat and squeeze bones!”
”Cheer and rejoice, you will share the glory of the great four gods with me, witness the rebirth of the world in the ashes, and completely cut off the eternal reincarnation set by the Holy Cross!”
Its excited appearance seemed to be really happy for the black haired wizard.
Lorraine, leaning on his sword, just shrugged.
”There's so much nonsense.”
At the next moment, the last shadow apostle disappeared from his place and attacked the black haired wizard with the roar of tearing the air, and the dark red blood shadow appeared on his head.
The sword awn waved and cut, but only a piece of spilled plasma was torn open; The black haired wizard still stood still and raised his head motionlessly, as if he had not recovered from the shock of hitting the air.
”In the back!”
The cry of Glenville, Earl of stormcastle, came.
”Too late!”
Almost at the moment when the voice fell, the last shadow apostle screamed behind Lauren.
The black haired wizard who responded immediately extended his right hand to the ”dawn” sword inserted in the snow, but before he grasped it, the blood shadow flew into the air, and there was a wound on his arm.
Plasma splashed and the sickle raised high.
Poof!
It was the sound of a sharp blade through the flesh and blood, but the scythe of the last shadow apostle stopped in the air and didn't wave it.
The sudden sharp pain made the apostle of the last shadow tremble and suddenly opened his eyes - three stone cones stabbed out of the snow, two through his arms, and one stabbed into his trunk from his back and broke out of his chest.
High level spell, rock will.
”Ah, ah, ah --!!!”
The shrill scream shook the air like substance, and even the surrounding snow trembled; The garrison soldiers covered their ears and retreated one after another. Many people even stood still, with blood gushing from their ears and nose, and were shocked to death.
”Bang --!”
The violent sound trembled with the loud sound of tearing the air. The end shadow apostles broke free, and the three stone cones burst into pieces.
But at the moment he got up, the flying ”dawn” sword fell from the sky and landed firmly in the hands of the black haired wizard.
Raise the sword, chop, chop -!
The moment the sword was waved, the blood shadow was divided into two.
But it's only divided into two - the ”dawn” sword forged with secret silver does have the effect of damaging void creatures, but the premise is that it really hits the enemy; Therefore, in the face of enemies who can illusory or change their form, such as turning into liquid or gas to avoid attack, they are often easy to avoid.
Therefore, chopping is not Loren's purpose. It's the liquid that forces this guy to become a ”plasma” shape.
Suddenly aware of something, the Apostle suddenly recovered part of the body of his head and looked at the black haired wizard who had opened and raised his left hand.
High level spell, Turin fire.
”Boom --!!!”
The fireball mixed with rolling black smoke suddenly appeared out of thin air, turning the surrounding snow into steam mixed with the rotten corpse demon ”accidentally injured”;
The last shadow apostle with black smoke was thrown out of the center of the explosion like a broken sack; After rolling for several meters in the snow, he barely stopped. His thin skin completely turned charcoal black, like a charred corpse.
When the flames dissipated, the black haired wizard held ”bright silver” in his left hand and rushed to the end shadow apostles again.
The apostle of the last shadow, Descartes finally showed a trace of panic in his eyes.
Is this guy really human?!
Human beings, are they really so strong?!
A terrible memory that has not been experienced for a long time and has been completely suppressed without resistance is rapidly emerging from its mind. It took it hundreds of years to abandon it.