Chapter 41: Crushing
The storm of thunder and fire gathered in the air, it was an unbreakable shield, but in front of that shield, the fist of the silver-haired boy was like a spear that could break ten thousand laws. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
The strongest shield and the strongest spear collided with each other, and in an instant, even the space was pierced.
"Boom!"
It was a distant space, but the unparalleled power still hit Honor's body, knocking him to the ground.
"Ahem...... Ahem......"
Holding the ground with one hand and covering his chest with the other, Honore coughed incessantly, feeling that even the air had turned into a scorching flame, and every breath put a tremendous strain on his lungs.
"Finally got it, ahem, dangerous guy......"
Honoror snorted, but as soon as the words fell, he knew that he had made a mistake in his judgment.
The silver-haired boy stood in front of Honor.
The storm of thunder and fire dissipated after that punch, and the clouds disappeared and the sun fell.
Immediately after, a violent fist wind came less than a meter away from Honor.
Honors was stunned.
"Boom!"
A loud explosion rang out over the village.
The eyes of the people who were fixed around closed their eyes in fright, and when they opened again, the smoke was filled, and the large pit left on the ground was faintly visible.
"Honor...... My lord!"
Tamara shouted nervously, but her body was completely stiff, and even when she spoke, she could only make a faint, dry sound.
"Rest assured, he's not dead. ”
The girl in the dress sat in the air with amusement.
There seemed to be a staircase in the air, and the girl sat in the air, her feet swinging happily.
Then, in the crater in front of him, Honor's figure was finally revealed again.
Honor's arms were crossed in front of him, and the moment the attack arrived, he had no time to do anything, and had to resist physically.
But even then, he could feel the sound of his arm snapping in the impact.
-- Fractured.
Honor's expression of pain was painful, although this was not his own body, but because he was fighting with this body, the pain could also be clearly transmitted to his mind.
[Warning, it is speculated that the target is the Demon King level, it is not appropriate to fight it directly, please retreat as soon as possible.] 】
[Warning, it is speculated that the target is the Demon King level, it is not appropriate to fight it directly, please retreat as soon as possible.] 】
[Warning, it is speculated that the target is the Demon King level, it is not appropriate to fight it directly, please retreat as soon as possible.] 】
"Although you say so, I can't run away at all!"
Honoror responded impatiently to Lord Know's warning.
His face was more serious than ever.
It was true that he knew that the opponent in front of him had great power, but now that Aryfia and the elves were trapped, it was impossible for him to leave them and run away alone.
"Tsk, in that case, Lord Shenzhi, use the soul sword. ”
Honoror said, the long sword made of souls condensed in his hand again.
It's a weapon that can cause damage to the enemy's soul, and to be honest, he doesn't want to use it when he doesn't understand who the other party is, and what the other party's purpose is, but now the difference in strength is too big with attribute magic alone, and now is not the time to hide and pinch.
"Huh, the sword of souls?"
Not far away, the silver-haired boy walked slowly towards Honor, and he shook his hand, seeming to be somewhat interested in Honor's weapon.
"That being the case. ”
The silver-haired boy groaned, and out of thin air, a pure white broadsword was held in his hand.
It was a wide white sword like a machine, with deep and shallow engravings all over the blade, and where the hilt of the sword was, it was a terrifying skull.
"Launch. ”
The silver-haired young man thought that the lines on the sword body suddenly lit up with black light, and at the same time, black light spread all over the sword body, and a huge dangerous aura began to overflow from the sword.
"Is it Huili? no, no......"
Honoror looked at the broadsword in the young man's hand in horror, and he suddenly thought of something.
"Soul Vision!"
As soon as Honor's voice fell, the world instantly turned black and white.
But in that black-and-white soul world, the silver-haired boy still walked towards Honor.
Even more terrifying.
- In Honor's eyes, around the black light emitted by the broadsword, countless grumbling souls cried and gathered, as if a huge skull was attached to the sword, and he wanted to drag Honoror into hell with his teeth and claws.
"Buzz!"
Honor's brain shook, his right eye suddenly ached, and he hurriedly covered his eyes.
The black and white world disappeared in an instant, and Honore felt something warm and ** in his palm.
"Blood ......"
Honoror saw clearly that in his hand was blood, blood that flowed from his eyes.
His eyeballs were stained red, and the world he saw was scarlet.
[Accept an excess of soul power, unable to bear, and automatically exit the soul vision mode.] 】
"That guy's sword...... Also the Sword of the Soul?!"
Honoror finally got it.
But it was too late to wake up, and the silver-haired young man smiled faintly, raised his broad sword and swung it down with overwhelming momentum.
Honoror raised his sword to resist, but he heard a "dang" sound, and his soul sword was instantly broken in half.
"How is that possible!"
Honor's heart was shocked, he thought that his soul sword could resist it, but in front of the young man, it was as vulnerable as tissue paper.
Honor's body staggered back, his temples throbbing, his sixth sense frantically alerting him.
"It's not good, it's not good! This guy, is it a monster?!"
Honore took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, and flew up to the sky behind him.
But the young man was unhurried, and when he saw Honoror flying, he just stood in place, looking up at Honor, waiting for Honor's move.
"Lord Shenzhi, use the Ultimate Dragon's Breath!"
[Warning, the final dragon's breath will greatly reduce the stored radiance, and if it is unable to deal an effective blow to the enemy, it will put us in a critical state.] Note: The use of the Last Dragon's Breath will affect others present, so please use it with caution. 】
"This, I know all this, that's why I fought and retreated, and now using the final dragon's breath in this position will not hurt the elves. ”
[It is recommended to retreat as soon as possible and do not fight directly with it.] 】
"No! I'm going to fight to the death!"
With something in mind, Honoror said again: "Use the Ultimate Dragon's Breath! Don't keep the radiance, use the maximum output rate that can be achieved now!"
[The final dragon's breath is ready.] 】
The Divine Sense gave up, and the warning voice was gone, only the stereotyped, bland narrative.
The golden magic book unfolded in front of Honor, and dazzling phantom light gathered in front of Honor.
The silver-haired boy looked up at the sky and finally realized what Honoror wanted to do.
"Go!"
The young man swung the broadsword in his hand into the air, and a black pillar of light carried countless soul power into the air.
"Devour his power!"
Honoror let out a loud shout, and the direction of the magic guide book reversed, and the final dragon's breath was not issued, but a blow from the page downward.
A spatial rift opened in the magic guide book, and it rumbled and devoured all the sword qi of the silver-haired young man, and with the power pouring into the magic guide book, the light of the final dragon's breath became more and more vigorous.
Devouring the enemy's power, then adding all his might, that is the final blow that Honoror has conceived!
"Destroy Him......!"
O'Noldle paused.
The magic command seemed to be stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say the rest of the words anyway.
- Because at some point, the silver-haired man stood behind Honor.
Honoror turned his head in horror, and the young man's five fingers spread out, and he snatched the book from Honor's hand from behind.
Honoror only felt that it was dark in front of him, and he fainted in an instant. (To be continued.) )