Suffering!

This is something that all intelligent beings try to avoid all their lives, as long as the head is still in their right, no one wants to carry this thing all the way, but in a peaceful world, this wish is easy to achieve, but in an era that is not peaceful, this wish seems very slim. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

For example, now, Dick fell to the ground, spreading outward from his chest, and the pain, not only acting on the flesh, but also the deeper destruction, which was the chaos carried on the warhammer, rampaging through Dick's body, directly triggering a counterattack from the holy energy that did not belong to Dick's drive.

So after the pain of being almost broken bones, another wave of heart-rending pain, as if thousands of knives were scraping bones, hit again, the conflict of energy in the body, made Dick's eyes blacken, and he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood that lingered with black breath, including fragments of internal organs.

The physical condition that became a little better after being extracted by Mu Lu has returned to the early stage of the Holy Energy conflict, which is in a state where moving a finger will make the whole body twitch.

He lay on the ground, trying to get himself up, but no, the holy energy in his body who was rampant did not pay attention to the will of Dick, the master, and the holy energy that could be controlled by him could not stop the riot of the lawless coagulated divine energy stuck in every vessel, in every bone marrow.

Every breath is painful!

The paladin has lost the power to fight back, but this does not mean that Gugar will mercifully let him go, in fact, Gugar can see Dick's current state at a glance, he strode over with a laugh, and with a wave of his hand, a spiraling shadow arrow easily pierced the extremely weak shield around Dick's body and pierced into his body.

Then another wave of Holy Energy went berserk, and to make matters worse, this time even the Power of Order joined in, because the shadow arrow that Gugal pierced into his body was full of chaotic power, and the Power of Order was only actively fighting back, but it made Dick's situation worse.

The divine energy that was forcibly poured into the body by the heroic spirit of the Chapel of Light's Wish, the shadow of mad destruction, the pervasive chaos and the order of active counterattack, four very different forces used Dick's body as a battlefield, and the four sides were fighting, every vessel, every muscle was trembling, it was the aftermath of the energy impact annihilation.

In this case, Dick can't even activate the action of Naru's shield, let alone fight back, because it hurts too much!

Forcibly passing the Holy Energy through a mess of body, the pain was no less than Ling Chi.

Gugar walked up to Dick, raised his foot and stepped on the paladin's chest, and stomped down hard, Dick's face turned red, and another mouthful of blood spurted out.

The ogre laughed, and he bent down, lifted Dick by the neck, and shouted to the horrified spectators,

"Look! This is your hero! This is your Knight of the Dawn! He's as weak as a bug in the face of the power of the Twilight God!

Dick's body couldn't move, but he knew that Gugal was forcibly pretending, and his energy value represented the tenacity and resistance of his body, which had already broken through the 3500 mark, a level that even some epic heroes who were not good at frontal combat could not reach.

In other words, Dick's body is more tough than he can imagine, and even Gugal can't kill him just by pinching his neck, but knowing this doesn't really help, because it can't change Dick's predicament.

This brutal scene made the clever Gurgo and Woody look at each other, how should this be done?

Azeroth's best hero of justice in recent years is being beaten by a savage ogre who doesn't look like a good guy, and even Gurgo, no matter how much he hides it, can't reverse Dick's predicament, and all the audience has seen Dick's embarrassment, and the paladin can't even fight back!

Gugar grabbed Dick's neck with one hand, shook it left and right, and slammed it against the wall of the gladiatorial arena, in the process, the blood from the corner of Dick's mouth spilled out as if he didn't want money, and the viscous blood was mixed with gold, silver, black and purple light, like the most beautiful jewel, but the light shining on it was so cold.

"Die! Cthun will come back to life!

"Bang!"

The hammer of twilight smashed into Dick's abdomen again, and the power of chaos and shadow was once again smashed into Dick's body, and the balance that had just been achieved was broken again, and the energy rampage reappeared.

"Ahem... Poof"

Blood splattered, Dick was now like a pocket full of blood, and a crack appeared in the pocket, pain, all his nerves were frantically alarming, that unimaginable pain had numbed all his nerves, and the paladin could swear that this was the most terrible day he had ever experienced from 7 years ago to now.

Every minute and every second is torture for him!

Gugar gripped the Twilight Hammer with both hands, and frantically whipped Dick's body hovering in the air, as if he was performing how to beat an adult into powder, and in the process, the shadow energy and chaos energy injected into the paladin's body became stronger and stronger, and it was already difficult to resist by relying only on the holy energy and the power of order that Dick could control.

At the moment when the balance machine was about to break, another brutal force burst into it, it was the holy energy that never bird Dick's orders, but stubbornly stored in the body of the paladin, those that belonged to the irascible holy energy of the paladins who died in battle.

Previously, they had only passively fought back against the slashing Shadows and Chaos, and this was the first time they had been so active.

And with the recommendation of time, after more than ten seconds, more and more holy energies rushed into the energy battlefield, and the pain that Dick suffered like Ling Chi became more and more intense!

Those holy energies dwelt in every drop of his blood, every tendon, and now took the initiative to break away, the pain was unimaginable, but in the severe pain that almost lost the paladin, Dick seemed to see a faint glimmer of hope.

Because those holy powers, those stimulated holy powers, after leaving the sojourn, Dick suddenly found that he could control them, although not as skilled as the holy powers he had accumulated, but if it was only used for combat that did not require precise operation, it was more than enough.

So in the increasingly frantic whipping of Gugal and the chaotic shadows that enveloped the entire gladiatorial arena, in the apocalyptic magic bombardment, a round of glittering holy shields appeared on the surface of Dick's body.

The Viku warrior who had been watching all this smacked his mouth with interest, everything that happened in Dick's body could not escape his eyes, in his perception, the paladin's body contained terrifying energy, but he was completely unable to mobilize it, and these energies further prevented the operation of his original energy, but weakened his combat effectiveness.

But now, under the pressure of this extreme pain and death, the energy that coiled in the paladin's body like a solid one is being "shattered" little by little under the attack of that stupid ogre, and then reintegrated into the paladin's control.

Looking at this unbelievable scene, Calvincent seemed to return to his former tribe in the Broken Isles, and in the cold wind, the best blacksmiths of the tribe also continued to beat the original embryos of steel, and under the fierce fire and heat, forged them into a sharp sword to kill the enemy.

Without the forging and the scorching of the flames, the iron would have been useless waste, and now, Dick was like the one who was placed in the furnace of the abyss called Agony, and those lethal attacks were the hammers that kept falling, sacrificing his will and his soul, his true potential and fangs being forged.

He is like a long sword that is already somewhat blunt, undergoing another round of forging, if he can get through, he will become sharper and more deadly than before, and if he can't survive, then his only end is to be broken, and then mercilessly thrown into the furnace to become the firewood for the next sword.

Calvincent watched this scene with a blank face, he knew how much that kind of forging hurt, as a warrior, he had long been used to pain, it only made him angrier and crazier, but could Dick survive this maddening pain?

The Viku people don't know, but he hopes that Dick can get through, that means he will have a really good opponent, that means that his time and waiting here is not in vain, he has heard about Dick's past in the tavern here, this knight, he shouldn't just sink like this, this is a round of tests that he must accept!

He should have died on the battlefield, not in bed, and not in the energy rampage that he couldn't control.

So in the next moment, Calvincent didn't know what kind of mentality, put his hands to his mouth and shouted,

"Bastard! get through and beat that idiot!"

The loud cry was like a red-hot iron sword thrown into a pool of quiet water, and the rest of the audience, who were silent by the desperate scene, grabbed the light and stood up from their seats, arms raised, though most of them were not good men and women, but they would rather choose a paladin than a true cultist.

At least the paladins will not force them to sacrifice their brothers and relatives for various reasons, at least the paladins will not make a mess of this hateful world! at least the paladins will not drag them to hell with them!

So, let the bastards who shout chaos die!

"Dick, hold on!"

"Get through and beat him up!"

"Knight Dick, hold on!

The chaotic shouts soon formed waves of neat shouts, "Keep going!"

The little prince watched this scene with tears in his eyes, he felt justice and light here, Lao Chen also stood up, Lili waved his warrior monk's long stick, and Median abandoned the grace of a mage and stood in a chair like a madman, waving his fists.

Gurgo and Woody looked at each other again, but as the gold medal host, he naturally knew what to do at this time.

"Hold on! Dick, listen to the cries of the audience, get up, and beat that idiot! Let its head be your keepsake! Let its wail be a stepping stone to your glory!"

Joraci looked at this scene of unity, and couldn't help but glance back at the dwarf warlock from the Black Iron Bar, and he saw that this warlock had unleashed a wide range of spiritual suggestion magic, which was perfect for fueling the flames!

Pragg also noticed Jorazzi's gaze, and under his orange cowboy hat, a harmless smile appeared,

"It's just a small help, and the Duke shouldn't be angry with me because of it, right?"

"No, I want to say, good job! You know... I hate them too. ”