Chapter 446 Entry
After the appearance of that huge ravine, the momentum of the confrontation between the two demigods did not decline, but intensified. Whether it was the Blood-Eyed Maid or Roland Benedict, their momentum was rapidly rising, becoming more and more violent, and more and more violent.
The latter slashed hundreds of blows in less than a snap of a finger, and the blood-eyed maid responded with twice that amount. They had torn the entire space to shreds, the ground had become ravines deep and shallow, and the terrain had been completely altered by them, so that even the hurricane giants and vine golems they had summoned themselves could not survive. The aftermath of the battle even spread to Ghost City, more than 900 kilometers away. It made the surrounding magical energy professionals dumbfounded and trembled.
However, unlike before, Robert Yvonne's defense had been torn apart, and her body had been hit several times, leaving Robert covered in blood and bleeding.
The maid also completely abandoned her previous strategy and began to switch to a 'wound for injury' tactic, attacking her opponent with more frantic momentum.
The thirteen 'fangs of the wind god', under her onslaught at any cost, also pierced the shell of the wooden man several times in a row, injuring Roland's body.
Although the injury was not deep, it made the red light in Robert's eyes even more dazzling.
And as time went by, the expressions of many viewers in the bright world gradually condensed.
Alexandra Howard, who was at the top of the Wildenstein Building, had a blue face.
Roland dominated the second round, and then the recovery speed of 'Blood-Eyed Angel' Robert Yvonne also made him feel abnormal.
This fierce battle situation also made the eyes of Philip I on his side darken.
"Although it looks miserable, this Miss Yvonne is still full of vitality. It feels like it'sβ"
Roth Linden, who was in his magic tower, squinted: "She is studying, learning how to fight the demigods." is also using the pressure exerted by her opponent to help her control her own power. β
"The divine power of this battle wind is indeed terrifying, as long as you can't knock her down at the beginning of the battle, then her strength can be endlessly improved. β
Louise was also staring at the picture projected in front of her: "I guess her exaggerated recovery power should also be related to that set of holy swords?"
But when it comes to being able to maneuver, it seems too much? The maid is still at a disadvantage on the whole, like a flat boat sailing in a storm, which can be crushed by the storm set off by her opponent at any moment.
"Yes, this set of holy weapons is very powerful. β
Roth Linden thought for a moment and tapped his fingers on the armrest: "Louise, you vote on my behalf." It was the motion that Conshury had made earlier, about his magic tower. β
Louise was slightly stunned when she heard this, and looked at her grandfather with suspicious eyes: "This is a secret ballot, which means that our Linden family can no longer maintain neutrality." β
She knew that if that motion passed, Consuri's magic tower would be undisturbed and would be able to display its full power within the city.
"We've already bet on Andre, haven't we? Now that the victory is about to be revealed, it makes sense to continue to invest more. β
Roth Linden's eyes showed a decisive meaning: "Louise, this is the opportunity that our Linden family has been waiting for for a hundred years. β
"Victory is about to be announced, do you think that lady will win this battle?"
"It's more than that. With the rising sun on one side and the rising sun on the other, isn't it obvious what choice we should make?"
"If you insist, I will do what you say, grandfather. β
Louise thought thoughtfully, "Wouldn't it be better for you to vote on the Magic Tower Committee yourself?"
If circumstances allowed, she didn't want to miss out on this demigod duel. Her grandfather could have gone with his puppet clone.
"Of course, there is a reason, just because it is not convenient for me to do so. β
Roth Linden smiled, and then in a flash, he appeared at the top of the Wildenstein Tower. He stepped into the void and saluted the three people present: "Gui'an, three Excellencies." β
"Wow, another gambler. β
Alexandra Howard looked over with a smile, "Extraordinary, Roth Linden!"
"Of course, just as Mr. Howard dealt your fatal blow to my father a hundred years ago, your courage and determination have always been something I deeply admire and want to emulate. β
The magic scepter in Roth Linden's hand threw out a beautiful shadow, and his whole person began to grow younger, and aging was receding from his body.
"At that time, Mr. Howard, you taught me a truth, since you are going to bet, then don't look ahead, any hesitation will lead to failure. And now, I'll fight alongside Conshury to see if I can get back from you what the Lyndons have lost. β
"So are you sure you can win this time?"
When she said this, Alexandra made no secret of the killing intent in her eyes: "So stupidly jumped out?"
"Whether it's stupid or not, we have to know whether we win or lose before we can make an accurate assessment. β
Roth Linden's gaze looked at Consuri: "Presumably, Your Excellency Conshury should not refuse my joining, right?"
"Of course not, it's an honor and a surprise. β
Consuri's chin lifted slightly, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips: "I assure you, as a qualified Willtenstein, I will never fail my ally." β
It may be that both sides have come to their senses, and an epic demigod war is inevitable.
This made the atmosphere here gradually condense, and the four forces full of murderous intent began to collide in this airspace, making the magical energy defense array of the Wildenstein Mansion below them fully activated.
At this time, in the interior of the Wildenstein Building, Margaret Wildenstein looked up with a pale face, and naturally she couldn't see anything from this angle. A heavy building obscured her vision.
But whether it is the image projected in front of her, or her sensing ability, it is unequivocal, confirming Roth Linden's intervention.
"I'm a little worriedβ"
Rodrio Wildenstein, Consciuli's second son, faintly felt a bad omen, and his heart jumped: "Roth, this old fox, how could he suddenly get involved? β
"Of course, the maid and our dear father will win!"
Margaret clenched her teeth, and a slight hideous meaning appeared on her face: "His granddaughter has already bet on that bastard, hasn't she?"
"How is this possible? It's ridiculous, it's just a new demigod, or relying on external forces. Now the dominant one is also Roland Benedict. β
Cleo snorted, looking disdainful. However, his face gradually turned pale.
There were too many accidents today, first under Li Mochen's banner, there was suddenly a powerful sniper and a demigod powerhouse, of which the latter fought with Roland Benedict for half an hour, while the former sniped thirteen legends with a very relaxed attitude, and then now, Roth Linden unexpectedly intervened.
At this time, his heart suddenly moved slightly, and he looked at the image reflected in the dark world, and then said with a smile: "Look, today's 'Vine Sage' Roland will definitely kill this Bichi here. β