The invincible king of Sparta was always favored by the god of war.

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Roar~~~~~

Mixed with the desperate roar of the Wyvern, "Boom!" A loud bang shook the earth. At that moment, the collapsed residential buildings, like pouring floods, quickly submerged the body of the flying dragon, turning into dusty ruins.

A pair of sharp eyes circled around the body of this behemoth, and in the fierce struggle of the flying dragon, he saw the ground under his feet vibrate continuously, and the concussion feeling from the soles of his feet made Aaron extremely strong.

As the wyvern's movements became more and more violent, the roar was deafening, like a thunderclap, from the southeast of Sparta to the northwest.

The power of a 'heavy trebuchet' is equal to that of a 'hammer of eight tons'.

In the horizon, the position smashed by the stone cannon caused the lower abdomen of the wyvern to dent a piece, although the scales did not fall off. But the great pain caused the wyvern to roar unwillingly and painfully, and opened its bloody mouth, spitting out very bright red blood.

Judging the form in front of him, a pair of silver eyes turned rapidly, and as Aaron's gaze scanned back and forth, one of the wings of the wyvern showed an irregular crookedness, obviously useless. It churned over its massive body, struggling desperately to escape the confines of a pile of rubble.

It took a long time to hit this abyssal worm, and Aaron would never give it the possibility to stand up again!

Relieving the pain in his chest slightly, Aaron gently shook his sore, numb arms. Two fierce eyes flashed on his face, but a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. "At a time like this, do you still want to die?"

The slightly serious internal injury made Aaron twitch the corners of his mouth and grinned, and the pain from the nerves further stimulated his ferocity. Under his feet, he took a brisk step forward, rushed straight over and jumped into the ruins. When Aaron was about to approach the churning wyvern, he suddenly kicked his left leg on the ground, and in the blink of an eye, his body soared, and he threw out the round shield in his hand in the air, and the moment the wyvern raised its neck, the round shield was embedded in its torn wings.

"Roar~~~"

Red blood splattered in all directions, and the wyvern roared like a thunderbolt exploded in place, its wounded wings shook violently, and in an instant of dust kicked back, Aaron happened to see a white dot on the other side's abdomen. It was a wound that had just healed, and a patch of scale armor was missing.

"The scales of the wyvern can be called **, but this white dot looks like a mark of a spear stab."

This should be the place where Kratos' spear was thrown last time, such a thought flashed in his heart, Aaron's sharp eyes stared at the wyvern's shaking flesh wings, and between the opening and closing of this flesh wing, the green tendons in Aaron's hands suddenly burst out, and due to the excessive force, he could even hear the 'crackling' sound of his finger joints.

"Spear throwing—"

Throwing out the Templar skill, Aaron quickly raised his right leg and kicked the root of the spear. Increased force penetrated the spear, taking advantage of the void between the wings of the dragon's open and closed flesh, and the entire silver spear was gone.

It's just that what Aaron didn't expect was that such a fatal blow made the Wyvern's huge body constrict violently, and at the same time, it actually made its chaotic consciousness return to the light and suddenly become sober.

But seeing the wyvern who was still struggling in pain one second, the next second it showed two hideous eyes, raised its head strong and stubbornly, and whipped Aaron's side heavily with its phantom-like tail.

This blow was something Aaron didn't expect. Because he didn't prepare in advance, this was a big impact that made him feel the impact of the cause, and the intense pain, which made Aaron feel like his eyeballs were about to burst.

As his entire body flew backwards, Aaron only felt sparks splashing in front of his eyes, like ten thousand silver snakes scurrying inside.

After a loud bang, half of his body was buried in the rubble.

Aaron didn't know how many of his bones had broken, and suddenly, a hot sensation rushed through his body, and blood gushed out of his throat. Accompanied by pain and bloating, the crippled and hot feeling of the lower body immediately turned numb, and I couldn't move at all.

"A wounded beast is always a surprise." The corners of his mouth opened and smiled bitterly, and in Aaron's ears, Kratos's tiger roar quickly came, "Spartan, slay the dragon!" ”

Spears, swords, and round shields, only to see a cold light in the cold forest. More than 300 Spartan Saint Order soldiers, their two combat boots sounded on the road "through, through, pass", and ran like a gust of wind.

After a brief period of lucidity, the wyvern's consciousness continued to fall into a state of chaos, and its massive body continued to struggle before it died. But the Spartan Holy Order warriors would not be merciful because of this, and each heavy helmet carried a murderous aura, and the cold eyes were aimed at the injured flesh wings of the wyvern, and the click of the cold weapon cutting into the flesh and blood. Not long after, the place where the wings of the wyvern were used as the dividing line was completely shattered.

Kratos stabbed through the dragon's eye defenses in a fit of rage, and he slammed on the dragon's head, his entire body turning one hundred and eighty degrees in the air. Wait until later...... Kratos uses a spear to pierce the wyvern's right eye. Even with a white brain, the right eye of the wyvern was already a puddle of white minced flesh, and there was still a part of the right eye socket inlaid with crumbling tears.

Those brains like spoiled soup exaggerate people's eyes. The flying dragon, who was still ferocious just now, finally shed tears. I don't know if it's ridiculous or pathetic.

As the wyvern was dying, the cross-section of the two fleshy wings was flat, and there were almost no abrupt places, and the irregularly broken bones could be faintly seen.

At this time, Aaron's heart fell to the ground like a hanging stone. Silently chose to withdraw from the battle and return to the Temple of Nothingness to heal his too severe injuries.

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Returning to the Temple of Nothingness, Aaron's entire body was covered with sparkling spots the size of copper coins. With a flash of glazed crystal light, and then the moment the light dimmed, the seriously injured body healed in the blink of an eye.

A pair of squinted eyes are deeply embedded in the sockets, very pleasant, like arrows, aiming at some invisible target in the distance.

As Aaron moved from a bent back to a bent back, to a bent waist, and finally to a chest straight, he swung an arm forward, feeling like he was back to his previous strength.

"Without the Temple of Nothingness, the consequences would be unimaginable."

With a long breath, a spear in his hand, and a heavy helmet on his head, the demeanor of the usual distance gives people a feeling of being cast like a bronze sculpture.

At the same time, Aaron was also pleased with the 2-star effect of King Sparta. Otherwise, he would not have had the strength to 'challenge' an abyssal worm in such a short period of time.

Although all of Aaron's fighting skills were acquired from the training ground, he would not have been able to do them without the support of extraordinary physical strength. If you describe it in Spartan terms, it would probably be, "The invincible king of Sparta is always favored by the god of war!" ”