Chapter 65: Storm XV
Unable to kill the Black Flame Priest with a single blow, General Lesser, who had been fighting for many years, was only momentarily lost. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
It's good to be able to kill it smoothly, but he didn't expect to win so easily, how could the Black Flame Priest be easily defeated after so many years of scourge to the mountains?
Lesser withdrew his halberd, retreated a short distance, and then charged again, pointing directly at the head of the Black Flame Priest, "Reptilian, you dare to shout in front of me, what qualifications do you have to say that you are a powerful warrior with a staff?" ā
The Black Flame Priest held the huge staff with both hands, and used the staff to draw it fiercely on the battle halberd, taking the blow away from the original direction, although it blocked the war halberd, but did not expect that Lesser at the moment of the wrong meeting, quickly stretched out the leg wearing the combat boots, and stepped on the Black Flame Priest's chest hard.
The Black Flame Priest was kicked out like a cannonball, and then crashed into the debris all over the ground, rolling on the ground several times before slowly coming to a halt and sinking into the corner of the wall where countless stones and corpses were piled up.
"Is that what you call powerful? Chops? We've been fighting each other for decades, and you've really let me down. ā
The Black Flame Priest twisted his body, pushed the rubble and flesh away from his body, and slowly stood up. The black robe was already broken, and it simply tore the robe to pieces, then picked up the staff and held it in his hand.
Without the cover of the gray robe, its majestic body was revealed, and the years seemed to have left no trace on its body, and under the dark green scales were full and strong muscles, which were far beyond the body of ordinary lizardmen, so that it did have the capital to claim that it was a powerful warrior.
"Are you using words to hide your panic, Lesser?" The Priest of Black Flame's tone sounded hoarse and strange, because it wasn't used to speaking human language through its throat and mouth, but it pronounced clearly: "It's your weapons that support your courage, not your language that mocks me." ā
A dark cloud floated on Lesser's face, not because of the Black Flame Priest's sarcastic words, but because he felt the tremendous energy being released from the Black Flame Priest's body.
Black flames erupted from its body, and then quickly spread over its body, like black armor, covering the priest's body, and unlike the fire that brought light and warmth, this black flame carried the smell of death and cold, and the smell of purgatory.
"Every martial arts master of the Shatterclaw Clan is my apprentice, come on, human legion general, I'll let you see if I'm qualified to be called the strongest!"
Lesser saw the crazy battle intent in the eyes of the Black Flame Priest, he didn't continue to speak, the verbal confrontation was meaningless, the only thing that really decided everything was strength!
Again and again, the dazzling electric light and the deep flames collided, and the already devastated fortress was completely destroyed, and the shaking of the battle leveled the surrounding buildings, this time there was no rubble, and all the affected objects were reduced to powder.
Damn, Lesser cursed in his heart, although his mouth kept taunting the Black Flame Priest, but the caster's body was unexpectedly tough, and every blow of his own was steadily parried by it, and the wooden staff was like a war hammer, and the strong onslaught made his hands a little numb from the shock.
The most terrible thing is the layer of black flame wrapped around the lizardman priest, thanks to this enchanted armor on his body, he protects himself from being swallowed by black flames, otherwise it will be a big trouble, he knows the power of this black flame, which is not something that mortals can bear.
The Black Flame Priest also played with ferocity, and the savagery and fearlessness rooted in its blood made it launch a frenzied counterattack, it stretched out its front paws, and in the heaven and earth full of wind and thunder elements, it struggled to mobilize another power - the power that belonged to the priest.
[Bloodlust] [Fanatic] [Flame Shield] [Voodoo Recovery]
A series of spell blessings enveloped it, and this is the strength of the Lizardman Priests, whose strong flesh gives them melee combat abilities that are not inferior to those of the Warriors, and under the influence of spells, they are even more powerful than the average warrior class.
Just as it was about to bless itself with another spell, a keen premonition of danger caused it to retreat in a hurry, and the scorching bullet flew past its chest, sending a wave of white qi with it, and then leaving a fist-sized crater on the ground. Before it could rejoice that it had dodged the blow, another esoteric energy had already climbed onto its back before it could react.
The increase brought by [Bloodthirsty] and [Fanaticism] to himself disappeared immediately, and if it wasn't for Black Flame's timely expulsion of this power, I am afraid that several other buff spells would have been dismantled.
[Energy Drain], there were other spellcasters who did it to themselves, and it searched out of the corner of its eye, and soon found two familiar human figures-Secastius the Sect Wizard, and Eugen the Gun Hunter.
Eugen put on a slender spear in his hand, although it did not have the violent beauty of the previous weapon, but its power was still intoxicating, which clearly showed that they were going to deal with the Black Flame Priest together, the battlefield was never a fair place, Lesser saw that his men had arrived, his confidence was shocked, and he brought a gust of wind to kill the Black Flame Priest.
With the blessing of the power of the wind, the war halberd launched a storm-like stabbing attack on the Black Flame Priest, and the dossier wizard Secassius also began to continuously bless Lesser with various buff spells, and the Black Flame Priest's staff finally couldn't keep up with Lesser's speed, it could only barely protect the vital point, but the solid scales on the body were broken by Lesser's war halberd, and the blood stained the dark green body, and even the black flame on the body began to become dim.
"Bang!"
The Black Flame Priest finally lost the power to parry, and the sturdy and huge staff was broken in two under Lesser's full force, and it was knocked out of the air along with the severed staff, and fell to the ground fiercely.
"Die for me, miscellaneous!"
Lesser's halberd shone wildly, and the surrounding rich wind and thunder elements quickly converged towards Lesser's hands, and the air flow formed a small hurricane, rolling up countless wreckage and dust, and Lesser, who was in the eye of the storm, used all his strength, raised the huge war halberd, and threw it towards the Black Flame Priest.
The halberd slashed in a beautiful arc and slammed into the slumped Black Flame Priest with the hurricane, and as Angela Shatterclaw struggled to his feet and raised his head, he saw a glare brighter than the sun.
The thunderous halberd stabbed into its body, stabbed it in half, and then took its broken body with it, and pushed straight forward, smashing countless buildings before nailing it to a stone wall. Blood and broken internal organs splattered from the wounds, and the heat of the halberd blackened its flesh.
Lesser stood there gasping for breath, then chuckled lowly as Eugen and Secassius gathered around him, looking at the devastated battlefield with a look of relief.
"Secastius, go and disarm the circle, this battle is finally over."
The camp commander nodded, and then prepared to return to the government hall, the center of the circle, which was built underneath the government hall, and when he took the first step, it suddenly stopped in place.
Seeing the stagnant figure of his subordinate, Lesser asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?" Secassius. ā
The camp leader slowly turned his head, looked at the direction where the Black Flame Priest was killed, and said with a stiff expression, "General Lesser." ā
"Looks like we're fighting."
"It's not over yet."