Chapter 1217 (2/2)
After all, no matter how powerful it is, as long as it is not schizophrenia, ”thinking ability” and ”attention” are always limited - if you spend too much time on one troublesome thing, you have no time to take care of others.
As for whether serlio is like this... Well, try it first.
While putting down the oath knight who was in a coma, Loren, whose left hand was raised, had opened three magic arrays again.
Curse, rock will.
”Boom --!!!”
The light column hit the suddenly rising wall and burst into a roar.
Looking at the black fog blocked by the wall, a trace of amazement flashed on serlior's face.
”Impossible... Right?”
With a mocking smile, Loren jumped up from the wall, nailed the ”bright star” in front of him, and clenched the handle of the broken sword ”dawn” with both hands:
”But I'm sorry, my power... The power of the nine pointed star is infinite possibility!”
”Hum!”
Leng hum's black cross opened his palm and clenched it hard.
Boom
The black fog dissipated and the wall collapsed.
”This is your so-called infinite possibility. Such arrogant you really make me...”
”Dong --!!”
The next second, the silver dragon fell from the sky.
[human!]
The roaring Silver Dragon exhausted all and suppressed serliol's action with his body.
[do it!]
Without hesitation, Loren, who held the sword in his backhand, put the blade on his waist, turned his body and stepped away.
The golden red fire gushed out of the broken sword body of ”dawn”.
Hold the sword, draw the sword... Cut!
Spell, Turin fire.
The roaring fire turned into a torrent and rushed straight to serlior trampled by the silver dragon.
”Boom --!!!”
Even without time to dodge, the huge body of the silver dragon was torn by the black fog pouring from directly below, and fell to the desert.
The impact of fire and black fog collide with each other, devour them, and then dissipate in the air.
”How many times do I have to remind you of boring tricks?” the black cross stood in the smoke and stared at the black haired wizard who had rushed with his sword:
”Loren Turin... Has more eyes than me and can even predict the future to a certain extent. You really surprised me.”
”But as I said, just 'possible'... Is not enough for you to beat me!”
”Dang!”
The broken sword was stopped by the withered palm again; The wind waves rolled up with two people as the center, drawing a circle of arc in the surrounding desert full of ashes.
”In that case...” Lauren gritted his teeth and looked at the black cross. His almost collapsed body was so painful that he was almost unconscious:
”Then let 'may' become 'must'!”
”Yes... Whenever I think you should always make progress, your arrogance can always give me some different surprises.” the ugly serlio sneered:
”But I hate surprises!”
”Me too!”
The pain was so painful that he pulled up the corner of his mouth. The black haired wizard clenched the ”dragon teeth” with only the tip of the gun in his left hand and stabbed serliol's face.
Gazing at the tip of the attacking Mithril gun, serlior's cold pupils shrank suddenly.
The key to this move is not to try to hit your head, but to open the magic array of ”silent dream” - but the real purpose is to force yourself to retreat!
Constantly making flaws, trying to destroy their rhythm and create instant gaps, so as to take away their control over the power of emptiness
Yes, Loren Turin, I've seen through your trick!
Dragon King City, red blood Castle Cathedral, silver helmet mountain... Each time may be a little different, but the essence is the same!
No amount of disguise, camouflage and interference can change your true face of always being cautious and willing to take risks only when you are fully sure.
The satirical black cross, with an expressionless face, faced the ”dragon tooth” gun tip that seemed to be desperate and stabbed at himself.
”Poof!”
A black fog rose abruptly and pierced the black haired wizard's arm like a spear; The spear tip was forced to stop in mid air.
The black haired wizard who was slightly stunned seemed to have a distorted expression because of pain. Unwilling to loosen the handle of the broken sword ”dawn”, he showed the sleeve sword under his wrist. He was ready to work hard.
But his real killing move is
”Bang --!”
The ”force impact” shot from the tip of the sleeve sword passed by the black cross; It was too late to take back the sleeve sword, but the black fog came and fell to the ground with the blood gushing from the wrist.
Desperate fear appeared in Lauren's eyes, but he obviously couldn't give up.
”Dang --!”
Sure enough... At the moment of falling, the black haired wizard grasped the handle of the ”dawn” again, and the sword awn gushed out of the broken sword body and swept towards serlior.
Almost at the same time, the magic arrays of six ”Turin fire” opened successively at the foot of serlior along the track of the sword edge.
”Boom --! Boom --! Boom --! Boom --! Boom --! Boom --! Boom --!”
Six firelight companies, the sword that swept through the flames came from the billowing smoke with the momentum of waist cutting.
”May emptiness... Be with you!!!!!”
In the roar of hoarseness, the black haired wizard who broke through the flames took out the posture of going all out and fighting for it.
But... How is this possible?!
Serliol's mouth showed a cold smile.
”Dang -!!”
The rolling black fog collided with the golden red sword, making a deafening noise.
At that moment, serliol, who widened his eyes, focused all his attention on Loren, waiting for his last moment.
So, what is it... Huh?!
At that moment, he focused all his attention on the dark haired wizard, but he inadvertently noticed another figure, serliol, and changed his color.