Frankly speaking, although this Titan clearly looks mentally abnormal.

But Richard's ability to capture the fighter and his mastery of spells surprised Richard - he started with just a tentative start, and immediately realized that the Dragon Slaying Sword was a spell buster.

Ordinary mages definitely have to be lucky at this step, grinding and chirping for a long time to confirm, but the Titan deserves to be a Titan.

Without the slightest hesitation, he was determined to abolish the Dragon Slaying Sword, and was able to come up with a solution in the light of light. Not to mention such a high-end and complex technique as spotlighting a fire, it is almost stress-free to get it at your fingertips.

If you change the level a little lower, even if you can have this kind of judgment, you can't play it at all.

In this short round of confrontation, what was shown is extremely worth pondering.

Magic is a skill that requires a clear mind to master, and the Evil Titans are clearly widowed and have no hope of a dead son. However, the skill of using magic can be honed through time and battle, and it can be mastered and even amazing.

So even if there are two magicians of the same level, they may fight one in the sky and one in the ground.

In this regard, the natural advantages of longevity are simply not too obvious!

As for putting the hope of victory on hand-to-hand combat, it was not his fault.

- Anyone who faces an unfamiliar opponent can only and must judge on the basis of past experience. Not to mention the Evil Titan, Richard himself is no exception.

Therefore, it is not uncommon for misjudgments to occur when encountering unconventional types, the question is only whether to die or not.

The Titans possess a body more powerful than a dragon, and are among the best melee units in the entire known world. Competing with a mere human being is the equivalent of pitting a golden-crowned gladiator against an unweaned baby.

When the ten-bladed Titan roared and picked up the scepter as thick as a tree trunk, absolutely no one doubted that the momentum alone was enough to smash down the walls of Coron with one blow!

Richard floated in mid-air as light as a feather, dodging two strikes with ease. Then he sped up suddenly, and two fists, one large and one small, were very different in size, and the contrast was exaggerated to the point of despair.

The next moment, a circle of qi waves spread out in all directions, blowing the ground like wheat straw of the undead.

The lord's face turned pale, and it was the first time in his life that he had encountered an opponent whose pure strength could make him feel a little threatened.

And Anuket was even more unbearable, and simply let out a howl of pain.

In the case of the difference in strength between the two sides, it is obvious that the smaller the size, the more advantageous. Smaller fists meant more concentrated power, and suddenly one of his middle fingers was completely broken like a hammer, and it collapsed and drooped on the palm of his hand.

"It's better to cut off one of its fingers than to hurt its ten fingers, the ancients were honest and did not deceive me. "The lord pounced on him and aimed at many vital points, launching an endless onslaught.

His body is only one-tenth the size of the Titan, which brings the latter's agility that cannot be matched by any means, not to mention that his strength is not weak at all!

Mouth, nose, throat, eyes, ears, the huge giant can barely defend itself. Even so, there is still no less deflated. If it weren't thick enough, the game would have been over.

Anuket began to regret that she had used the spotlight to make a fire too impulsively.

Using water-based magic to cast a fire-type spell is definitely a feat, but the spell has a seriousness, and no matter how much the feat should have, the fire element counterattack cannot be avoided!

At that time, he thought that the sword was the only thing the other party relied on, and he just wanted to solve it quickly. Then admiring the despair and wailing of the living, a stick crushed into meat sauce, just thinking about it is interesting.

But who knew that this lowly, damned human had such a strong hand-to-hand combat ability!

In a quarter of an hour at most, the water magic in the body can automatically dissolve the backlash. In Anuket's long life of tens of thousands of years, he has experienced countless quarters of an hour, but this time is too long!

"Filthy mortals!"

It was like a giant who had come out of a myth with red eyes and brandished his scepter in a frenzy, and his momentum was as earth-shattering as a storm, but he couldn't even catch a single hair.

First he received two punches in the face, followed by an elbow on the mountain roots.

The huge nasal cavity suddenly spilled blood like a floodgate opening a floodgate.

Richard regretted to find that this move failed to hit the temple, but was blocked by a pair of palms, leaving a row of bloody footprints.

The thickness of the Titan's skin and flesh was also something he had only seen in his life, just like a small bee, no matter how powerful it was, it was difficult to cut down a towering giant tree in a short period of time.

He simply gave up his guarded head and kicked it sideways in his heart. The Evil Titan staggered back, and Richard took out a three-edged armor-piercing cone from the spatial ring and plunged deep into the flesh.

In terms of the Titan's size, this small injury is like being bitten by a mosquito, and it is harmless at all.

But then, driven by the magnetic force, the armor-piercing cone began to swim, rotate, and stir rapidly in the internal organs!

No matter how strong a fortress is, it will be breached from the inside, let alone flesh and blood.

"No!" Anuket's eyes were extremely resentful before he died, "Despicable mortal, you will eventually usher in the day of destruction!"

"Don't worry about it. Richard snapped his fingers, and the armor-piercing cone opened the arteries in the body of the Evil Titan, and the giant giant collapsed with a bang.

He looked around and saw that the Titan who had been blown up in the face by the dragon slayer had been killed first. While the others are jumping up and down to besiege the last one, it doesn't seem to be a big problem.

The lord retrieved the sword embedded in his face, and after a slight touch, it was still shiny and shiny, and he was not damaged in any way.

It's just that I never expected that the sword, which I thought should be invincible against any elemental power, actually ate deflated twice in a day.

First of all, in the face of Beluni's Sword Master-level fighting spirit, he couldn't move at all. Later, he was played by the Titans with a conflict of fire and water, and almost blew himself up in turn.

Depressed men tend to be extravagant, and Richard is no exception, extravagantly clearing the scene with two scrolls of St. George's Call of the Call. Then command all the Tiger Spirit Hunters to form a team, and first retreat from the spatial rift to the other world.

The fight with the last Evil Titan is in full swing.

The growth that can be brought about by actual combat is difficult to give by any other method. For comrades in the same camp, it is also a rare opportunity to run in.

So the lord didn't intervene, and squatted next to him and waited patiently for a while.

A few minutes later. The last Titan finally couldn't withstand the siege, and was ground to death due to excessive blood loss.

"Richard, we won. Elizabeth took off her helmet, her forehead covered with sweat, and her face was full of undisguised excitement.

After all, she has not been deflated by the evil Titans, and once she has a great revenge, she will naturally raise her eyebrows.