33. The Scarless (II)

For the first time, Cthun's strange voice broke away from the illusion and appeared on the earthly level. The power of the Chaos www.biquge.info Pen Fun Pavilion was extraordinary, and the shockwave swept across the audience, and everyone's movements became stiff for a moment.

The Scarless Man in obsidian armor let out a roar, and the black stone sword in his hand slashed left and right, slashing Brocks and Lexar away, and then strode towards Dick, who was pouring holy water into his mouth with a war hammer, and the paladin only had time to block the light shield in front of his body, and his body flew out at a very fast speed like a baseball that had been hit.

The Scarless were able to slay down dragons with stone swords 1,000 years ago, and were transformed by Kthun himself after the battle, which deviated from the strength of the Titans' warriors was unimaginable, but their strength was already limited, and unless they entered the Origin Forge to re-infuse their power, they could not be improved for the rest of their lives.

The paladin's body crashed into the low wall at the edge of the battlefield, but fortunately, the shield of Naru helped him block an impact, Dick's chest was stuffy, and he quickly got up from the bricks of the ruins, Cthun's whispering made him dizzy, but the instinct of his body still made him pounce to the left the moment he got up, and the next moment, the obsidian greatsword slipped in the air.

"Bang!"

The stone sword fell to the ground, and a shocking depression tore through the ground, and in the dust, the paladin threw out the thorn hook lock, the sharp lock wrapped around the obsidian giant's arm, and the paladin's body floated in the air, accompanied by Osirian's roar and spin, Dick fluttered everywhere like a leaf in the wind.

He let go back to the scene when he was entangled with the green dragon in the Ashen Valley, but now Dick is no longer the weaker person he used to be, and in the whirlwind, he closed his eyes tightly, tried to calm his mind provoked by Cthun, and then grabbed the chain with his left hand, and quickly climbed upward.

He had fought the dragon-shaped Nefarians head-on, and Dick knew the weaknesses of the big guys, and if he could climb up to their bodies, the battle would be much easier.

And just as Osrian's roar spread throughout the ruined battlefield like an enraged beast, the repulsed Blox and Lexa also wanted to rejoin the battle, but were stopped by Ronin, and the archmage pointed to the crystals that had overflowed from the cracks and shouted to the two guys,

"Crystal! Kill Crystal, that big guy is finished! Attack Crystal!"

The two orcs glanced at each other, raised their weapons and rushed towards the crystal, but they were not Dick with the power of order, so when they just stepped around the crystal, the pressure from Cthun forced Lexa to stop.

"I can't deal with this power of losing my mind!Brooks, I'm going to help Dick, and you're going to destroy the crystal!"

The pressure on the old orcs is also very great, but for the high-level warriors, after entering a certain stage of strength, the cultivation of the soul will also be improved, they have a cultivation method called "Iron Will", so that their will is truly as strong as steel, blood-red anger lingers on the surface of Brooks's body, his eyes are beginning to be bloodshot, although his steps are scattered, but extremely firm.

He nodded at Lexa, gritted his teeth, dragged his weapon behind him, and his left arm in front of him, as if he was resisting a raging storm that he couldn't see, and struggled towards the crystal.

The Master Hunter rushed in with his own war bears, porcupines and falcons to join the attack on Osirian, and in fact it was not an attack, their weapons could not inflict effective damage on Osirian, this Anubisas' defense was too perverted!

Cthun's whispers continued, and it was clear that at this moment, the evil god had taken over Osirian's body, his movements were crazy and dangerous, the obsidian in his hand set off a frenzied storm of blades on the ground and in the sky, Dick saw Lexa rush into the battlefield in a few dodges, he had a flash of inspiration, and the thorn hook lock in his hand quickly wrapped around Osirian's erect neck a few times, and then pulled the end of the chain, and jumped down from the obsidian giant's shoulder!

With a total length of nearly 35 meters, the chain made by the Warden's secret method was as light as a feather, but extremely strong, and the paladin's body glided through the air, and when he was about to land, the double chain in his hand tightened violently, and the paladin threw the other end of the chain to Lexa running over.

"Pull it back!

The tall orc understood, and the two of them immediately dragged the chains and ran backwards, and the moment the chains were tightened, Osirian's tall body suddenly fell backwards, but the strength of the obsidian warrior itself should not be underestimated, he staggered, stabilized his body again, threw the obsidian stone sword in his hand to the side, grabbed the chain fastened around his neck with both hands, and kept struggling.

The huge pulling force made the legs of Dick and Lexa, who were pulling the chains constantly retreating, constantly rub on the ground, and the hunting master looked at the chains that had been tightened to the extreme, and he was in a hurry, opened his mouth, and roared out a roaring sound, which was a savage voice, the beast language in the ancient heritage of orcs, a skill that only the most elite good hunters could master.

His war bears, Misha and Pocupine Frey, roared in response, and then charged from behind the obsidian colossus, like two tanks moving at full speed, and the moment they approached the obsidian giant, they jumped from the ground like two cannonballs, and slammed into Osrion's shins.

Dick and Lexa also exerted their strength at the same time, the two warriors really used their strength to eat, their muscles were unkempt, they roared, and their feet dragged forward step by step, Misha and Frey kept hitting the obsidian giant's calves from behind, each time making his body stumble, and at the last moment, when the falcon Sbille spread his wings, passed from the dazzling sky to the earth, and crashed straight into the top of Osrian's head, the giant, who had never fallen since its birth, finally fell to the ground for the first time.

Like an earthquake, the impact shook the entire ruined battlefield.

At the same moment, the crack in the beige crystal grew bigger and bigger in the roar of Brooks, but no matter how Ronin, Winlessa, and Imerel attacked, the crack always spread on the surface of the crystal, but it never broke or shattered.

Seeing that the scarless person was about to stand up from the ground again, Luo Ning and the others were all anxious.

"Attack me!"

A sharp voice sounded beside the archmage, Ronin turned his head and saw Moam coming out of the hideout, the body of the obsidian destroyer lord was still trembling, it could be seen that he was really afraid of Cthun and Osirian, but for now, he still stood up, his cheetah-like eyes staring at the crystal, and shouted to Ronin,

"Use your magic! Attack me like you did before!"

The archmage glanced back at the floating crystal, gritted his teeth, and pressed his hand almost against the body of the Obsidian Destroyer Lord, concentrating, and two balls of lava fireballs smashed into Moam's body.

"Not enough!

Mo Amu turned his head very dissatisfied, crossed his waist, and stared at Luo Ning condescendingly, "Your attack was not so weak before!"

"Motherfucker!

Two twisted wrinkles flashed on Luo Ning's brows, gritted his teeth and let go of his hands, this time there were more fireballs, bigger, this wave of onslaught made Moam scream again, the edge of his outstretched wings, the brilliant magic patterns began to shine again.

"Moam's mane is full of power!"

"Look at my blow!"

The Obsidian Destroyer clasped his hands together, and it could be seen that he was also struggling now, gathering the crimson power of the palms of his hands into a ball, and when it was compressed to the extreme, the Obsidian Lord's voice suddenly became high-pitched,

"Savage orcs, get out of the way!"

Brooks flashed to the right with difficulty, and the next moment, a pillar of crimson light shot out from Moam's palm, hitting the shattered marks on the surface of the crystal with precision.

Just as glass meets an iron rod with extremely high temperature, the crystal surface that was already full of cracks shattered at this moment, and the mixed black mist gushed out, forming a twisted monster form in the air, and then it was directly shattered by Dick's open left hand, a divine shock containing the power of order.

It's hard to say whether Moam's blow relies on his own strength or his luck, but as long as this obsidian lord absorbs enough magic power, he can easily deliver a powerful blow, and ordinary magic can lead to a high-level lord's full force blow, and now he has gathered the power of Luo Ning's mana explosion several times, and after the energy is compressed this time, this powerful blow is obviously the last straw that breaks the camel's back.

The crystal shattered, and the shock wave formed by the energy swept across the battlefield, but compared to the previous hard battle, the aftermath of this energy level was at most like a drizzle.

Osrion no longer struggled, like a fish thrown out of the water on the ground, gasping for breath, the carrier of Cthun's sojourn had been destroyed, it could no longer affect the mind of the obsidian giant, but unfortunately, the warrior of the Titan had been lost for too long.

Dick gasped for breath, he walked up to Osirian with the fire of justice, and looked at the delicate gold leaf jackal armor, he took a deep breath, raised the hammer, and cut a graceful arc through the air, right in the center of the armor.

"Bang!"

In the storm of Silishus's sorrows, the scarlet shattered pieces of the visor that the Scarless had not removed for 1,000 years, revealing the terrible scars left behind by the brutal battle.

Winlessa supported the game-weak Ronin, the triumphant Moam, the admiring Immerel, Lexa, and the orc warrior Blox, who was sitting on the side, surrounded Dick, and the obsidian destroyer lord who had made great achievements spread his hands flatteringly,

"Ah, great master, look at you! you have done what no mortal can do, and the mighty Scarless who slew the dragon have fallen in front of you, and this is truly a magnificent and epic battle!"

The archmage looked at Osrian the Scarless, who had lost signs of life, and his question was very pragmatic,

"What now?"

The paladin's silver warhammer turned into a golden elf and sat on his shoulder, Dick took his pipe, slowly untied the armor of his left hand, and threw the red-gold armor covered with holy words to Moam, revealing a silver fist with an amber ring, he rolled up his sleeves and strode onto Osirian's obsidian body, half-kneeling on the giant's chest.

"Anubisas are the jailers left behind by the Titans, and when they come out of the Origin Crucible, they have only one mission!"

As he spoke, Dick raised his left arm, which shone with a holy light,

"After the Guardians disappeared in time, these jailers were corrupted by the escaped Cthun, but that doesn't mean they forgot their mission, in fact, these warriors just need to regain their commander to take it back on!"

"Bang!"

The silver fist smashed into Osrian's chest, like the most sophisticated device, the silver fist is a key, the obsidian chest slowly opened, and there was a faint spar in it, and if you looked closely, there were small sparks beating in the spar.

Dick stretched out his silver arm and lightly touched the surface of the hedron, his voice soft,

"I can't find their original commander, but I can choose a new one for them!"

"Click, click, click!"

When Dick leapt from Osirian's chest, the body of the obsidian warrior, who had lost signs of life, moved again, and the yellow sand rolled up again, and everyone was ready to fight again, but Dick didn't care, he raised his head and let the hot wind blow his hair.

Osirian was like a weapon given to the world by a god, his blue skin glowed with metallic luster in the sun, he slowly turned over, stood up from the ground, and held the obsidian stone sword next to him in his hand, the scarred face, the gray eyes changed in the sun, and finally froze in the golden luster.

The divine weapon held the stone sword in front of him, and then slowly fell, kneeling in a standard half-kneeling salute before Dick's eyes, his tall head bowed.

"Guardian Osrian fights for you, Dick Blonzan!"

The paladin turned and looked at the crowd behind him, his head tilted, his pipe in his mouth, the sleeve on his left arm rolled up to the crook of his arm, and the ends of his black hair were blown in the wind,

"From today onwards, I am their commander!"