Seeing the giant claws falling rapidly, they were about to slap on Godot's brain, and the next moment, it was a tragic scene of bursting brains.

I couldn't help but feel my heart pounding: it's over.

Just when he was in a hurry, he saw Godot's fists move, and at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, he drew a cross in front of him.

The cross is overlapped, white as snow, sharp as a blade.

The pure white cross sprouted from the white light of his fists, like a galloping egret, striking a short, sharp phantom that sliced into the griffon's great claws.

With a soft click, the griffin's claws, which were as tough as steel and sharp as knives, were cut out of two overlapping wounds, and the wounds were so deep that the bones could be seen.

The power of this technique is truly terrifying, and I was stunned to see it.

"How," Taylor's voice said, "Aren't you stunned by what this kid is pressing at the bottom of the box?" ”

Before I could reply, Taylor said, "Don't worry, take your time, this kid has more things at the bottom of the box that he hasn't taken out." ”

At this point, I didn't know what to say.

thought it would be a tragic ending, but who expected, the plot suddenly reversed 180 degrees.

Godot was unharmed, but the griffin was badly wounded.

It's like being locked in a secret room, in utter despair, and suddenly the door creaks open, and someone walks in through the door and tells you with a smile, 'Everything was just a joke'.

The hesitation caused by the huge psychological gap at that moment is my mood at this time.

The battle in front of him is heated because of Godot's shocking reversal.

The griffon, who seemed to have never been hit so hard, finally developed an uncontrollable rage at Godot's rude behavior.

It no longer only uses its sharp claws to grasp, but also uses some skills similar to combat skills, such as flapping its wings, which will blow a series of whirlwinds.

These whirlwinds are the same as the whirlwinds unleashed by the wind elemental magic, and they are both as sharp as knives and howl like ghosts crying wolves.

The moment I saw the whirlwind, I couldn't help but think of how I felt when I first saw someone using whirlwind magic.

A whirlwind as sharp as a knife swept towards a dense cluster of goblins somewhere on the second level of the dungeon.

The goblins were terrified, their eyes widened, and they covered their ears.

Their fear comes not from the sharpness of the whirlwind, but from its unpleasant roar, which is like the cry of a donkey at noon, like the howl of a owl in the middle of the night, even if it is compared to 'the ghost crying wolf'.

Mo said that goblins, a monster with a keen sense of hearing, are Terran adventurers like me, and when they hear the whirlwind howling, they will also be frightened and unable to sleep at night.

So, since then, whenever I see the whirlwind magic, the first thing that comes to my mind is not the sharpness of a knife, but the ugly whistling.

The whistling sound is hard to hear, but the power of the whirlwind is real.

Looking at the slashed ground, I was slightly worried, wondering how Godot would respond.

But seeing Godot take a step back, his arms in front of him, chanting in unison, in the blink of an eye, a magical barrier was erected out of thin air, blocking in front of him, and the ensuing whirlwind began to compete.

But it was clear that Godot did not intend to fight a protracted battle, and as soon as the magic barrier was erected a few seconds later, he cut off his magic, and his right hand was weakly grasped, and the white light condensed, faintly revealing the shape of a spear, which was the prototype of the spear of victory.

As the magical barrier was torn apart by the whirlwind that blew up, the spear of victory gradually changed from rudimentary to solid, and finally dyed with a golden glow.

It was the Spear of Victory in its full form!

"Drink!"

A low cry came from Godot's mouth, and he leaned forward, flicked his arm violently, and threw the golden spear with explosive force.

The spear of victory drew a golden line in mid-air, and with an unstoppable force, it went straight to the griffon's throat.

Once hit, it's a one-hit kill!

I didn't even need to see the ending to think about the griffin's end.

However, at this moment, something suddenly changed!

The griffon, which was supposed to die, straightened up out of thin air, flapped its wings, and made it look like it wanted to fly!

At the same time, because of this movement, the griffin's body suddenly rose up, and the original position of the throat suddenly changed to the front of the chest.

Burst!

There was a muffled sound.

The spear of victory sank into the griffon's chest without incident.

However, the griffon's size was too large, and a spear that only penetrated deep into the chest could only be a heavy blow, but not fatal.

The griffin let out a wail, and its huge body fell heavily to the ground, causing the ground around it to tremble.

After landing, it did not attack immediately, but raised its huge claws and grabbed the spear that pierced its chest.

However, when I caught it, I didn't catch it.

It turned out that the spear of victory had reached its limit after hitting its opponent, and the depleted magic could no longer support it to remain in its physical state, so it shattered into a golden light with a bang.

The griffin looked confused, and scratched the void twice, and found that the spear on his chest was really missing, and then he let out a cry, and the eagle's head turned, and the eagle's eyes looked directly, like two lightning bolts, shooting towards Godot.

Godot was completely fearless, his strong body stood straight, and his right hand was clenched in a golden spear of victory once again.

The griffin let out a long roar, and suddenly stumbled on all fours, charging towards Godot.

It wants to knock Godot to death with its strong body?

Didn't it see the spear of victory in Godot's hand?

Believe it or not, with one blow, the spear of victory can pierce its neck and kill him?

The griffin rushed faster and faster, and the faster and fiercer it was, like a galloping bison, a whistling train!

Looking at Godot on the other side of it, his face became extremely serious, his breathing became extremely short, and his right hand holding the spear of victory became tighter and tighter, but his eyes were full of hesitation?

This is...... What's going on?

Why did he hesitate in the face of a monster that could put him to death?

Don't tell me that at this moment, your mother's heart suddenly overflowed, and she felt that God had the virtue of a good life, and she should not kill monsters at will.

If that's the case, you'll be killed by a griffon, and even if you live, you'll no longer be able to do anything.

After all, no matter which president is, he doesn't want his subordinates to be the kind of fools who flood with the heart of the Virgin from time to time, especially on the battlefield, the overflowing heart of the Virgin not only can't save people, but also harm other companions.

My heart was slightly cold, and my right hand gripped the hilt of the Great Sword, and I looked coldly at the rampaging griffin, and Godot, who was indifferent in front of the griffin.

"Are you really going to kill your companions?" The voice of the Great Taidao sounded in his head.

"I don't want to, but if the time really comes to do it," I said lightly, "I can't let the fellows of Our Lady of Heart hurt my people because of their kindness on the battlefield in the near future." ”

"How can you be sure that he is the Virgin of God's heart?" Da Taidao asked rhetorically.

"I'm not sure," I said, "So, I'm still waiting." ”

(End of chapter)