Chapter 465: The Three-Headed Dog of Hell (2)
Boom.
Or purple flames, or extremely cold frost rays.
The entrance to this secret realm of the Copper Palace was already devastated at the moment, with traces of flames everywhere, black smoke covering the pitted marble floor, and of course, there were many extremely cold ice slags left on the ground, and even the air was frozen.
After repeated battles, the figures of the two old men became more and more embarrassed.
Gander was covered in layers of chilblains, and his skin was cracked everywhere. Gatling was even more disgraced, his beard and eyebrows had been poisoned, and only a bare black scoop remained.
The two men jumped up and down as best they could, dodging the almost omnipresent attacks of the three-headed dogs of Hell.
However, both of them buried their heads and did not speak, but were ruthless, using magic and pace, and the steps that had already reached the point of Dacheng were now more and more flexible, even to the point of doing whatever they wanted, but even so, it could only save them from being killed by the three-headed dog of hell.
The three-headed dog of hell was magnificent, and several sharp claws opened and closed vertically and horizontally, weaving a series of fine blade nets in this small space, which gradually shrank like a huge pocket, slowly squeezing the space for the two of them to move.
For example, the net catches birds, leaving less and less room for the two to shine and maneuver.
Maybe in a moment and a half, he will be caught.
"Senior brother, it's no good, if you go on like this, let alone save those little guys, even the two of us may not be able to get away. I think we're going to fight hard. Gander was panting, his eyes frustrated, and he had clearly lost all faith in his ability to defeat the three-headed dog of hell.
"Ahem, wait a little longer, I'm afraid it's not enough for the two of us to work hard. Hey, if I hadn't been a little arrogant and hadn't summoned a few of the other brothers, this wouldn't have happened. Luckily, we've sent out a distress signal, so let's hope they'll be able to come over as soon as possible, as soon as reinforcements arrive. Hehe, this three-headed dog of hell can't please either. After all, Gatling was a little older, and even now he was in extremely embarrassed shape, but he still persevered, and although his eyes were bloodshot, he was still bright and full of desire for victory.
"Alright then, let's hope GΓΆtze and them will be there in time. Then we can easily urge this treasure of suppressing the secret realm. Although he was a little reluctant, Gander didn't complain much, and he was still very supportive of his senior brother's opinion.
"Huh. You have to trust me, and of course you have to trust our friends, hehe, they are much more anxious than us. β
"Senior brother, you mean the Elven Queen and their elders."
"Of course, they sent the absolute elite inside, although there are a few of them, but they can't afford to lose. As far as I know, even Kosya's daughter is among them. Hey. If they don't vomit some blood, I'm afraid they will die of a natural heir. β
"However, the loss of our human race should not be less."
"Hehe, you must know that although there are also Tonggong disciples we sent in, there are not many after all. Most of the people who want to pursue the little princess are our enemies, or some of the emperor's capital, and the real elites are all honed in the bloody land. Even if we lose everything, we are not afraid of anything, at most we will compensate for some more gold coins and materials. We can afford to lose that. β
"Then we will become the target of the major forces."
"Hehe, it's just a little more stressful, just tell your sons and daughters to keep a low profile in the future, there is no hurdle in the world that you can't get over."
"Well, that's all there is to it."
"It's not so embarrassing, after all, if Ke Siya and they don't work hard now, then their losses will only be greater, you know, they will only be greater than us in terms of dependence on the fruit of life, and if they don't have the support of the fruit of life, they won't be able to occupy this forest of life at all. If it weren't for Pol Pounliu's desperate efforts and sacrificing his life to severely damage our predecessors, they would have been enslaved or even exterminated. There's no way they're going to ignore it. β
"Well, if you want to get this reason, the only pity is that this kid Yilan is dead, and I'm afraid I won't be able to unlock the Nine Great Seals in a short time."
"It's already happened, so it doesn't matter. So, let's be patient. Wait for reinforcements, wait for Pol Pomli's desperate efforts. Gatling smiled dryly, his face was cunning, and despite his embarrassment, burns and blood stains everywhere, he still looked extremely calm and calm, like a strategizing general.
Maybe it's a little distracted, although the strength of the three-headed hell is far more than the two old men, and one head is still more than enough to deal with the other, however, it seems that Merkel is also worried, or looking forward to something, and has never let the head in the middle of the three-headed hell transformed by divine power fall into a battle situation, and she hasn't even opened her eyes.
So, although the situation is precarious, the cunning duo of Gander and Gatlin has never really been in a desperate situation.
However, this delay will not last long, and they all seem to be waiting for a decisive opportunity.
Or it's an external force, or it's the result of another battlefield.
Finally, a miserable scream suddenly came out of the inexplicable space, terrible, sad, and painful, as if it came from the soul and penetrated deep into the bone marrow.
Even Gander and Gatlin felt it.
"Hehe, it's done. This guy really can't help but fight hard, I just don't know, can his people keep the fruit of life, if they can keep it, then we still live in peace, if we can't keep it, hehe, the day when they will exterminate the clan is not far away. This secret realm may really belong to the Copper Palace, and you will no longer have to deal with these self-consciously quirky guys. β
"The arrow of time, the fruit is powerful, this guy hiding in the shadows is already a real god, but the god is incomplete, the kingdom of God is a little crippled, and he can't really advance, but the strength is really terrifying, if it weren't for the world, I'm afraid we would all be cut to death by this guy, but unfortunately, no matter how powerful the god is, it can't compete with the power of the real law, and it is the most mysterious and powerful power of the law of time."
"Hehe, it's time for us to pick the fruit, perhaps, this time, we can not only harvest the fruit of life, but even harvest a near-complete godhead, and a world of God that is about to be achieved."
"Well, let's go inside. The three-headed dog of hell is no longer able to do it, his consciousness has fallen into a coma, and he can no longer stop us from opening the spatial passage. β
"Let's go."
In the interval between the two of them talking, sure enough, the divine power of the three-headed dog of hell dissipated little by little, and soon, only the empty world remained. If it weren't for the fact that this guy destroyed this small space, I really thought it had never appeared.
The blocking power on the space channel had completely dissipated, and the space channel appeared in front of them in a black hole again. The two beggar-like old men took a step, and then shuttled through it very smoothly. And only the aftermath of the war remains in the same place.
Wisps of magic ripples, and wounds from minions.
However, this small space is extremely miraculous, and the traces covered by those cannon fodder are actually healing little by little. (To be continued.) )