Rochester's deep voice came: "Two guests of the Twin Heavens, don't listen to his nonsense. If I wanted to fight the Double Heaven Realm, I would have fought it a long time ago, and I wouldn't have delayed it until now. ”

The male archpriest said lightly: "So, may I ask Mr. Rochester, who is the person who spoke just now who claimed to join forces with you to fight against the Double Heaven Realm?" Is it a battle mage named Duland? ”

Rochester said coldly: "No. ”

But he didn't want to say more, he didn't want the Twin Heavens to know about Durand and the Judgment Sword.

The sword soul shouted loudly, "Duland, Duland! Everybody just just asks Duland! I'm Duland, you look like a second thing! ”

A cold golden glow flashed on the male high priest's face, his lips were slightly tense, and he asked, "Oh? Since it's not Durand, who is speaking? I know all of your Sendlow gods, and even Manus would not dare to be so rude to me. ”

The sword soul snorted and said to Rochester: "Rochester, I don't think that kid in the Twin Heavens Realm is unhappy, when you attack the Twin Heavens, count me in as a share, you and I will join forces to cut that kid off, how about it?" Or the Great Priest of the Twin Heavenly Realms? Lao Tzu will go down with a knife, and let you become a great priest in minutes! Still rude? I'm rude to you! ”

How could a male archpriest ever see such a rude and impudent battle mage? He was so angry that his face only trembled, and he was about to rush forward to join the battle if he couldn't bear it.

The female high priest suddenly raised her hand and grabbed him.

"Don't be impulsive."

The female high priest, who had not spoken, said indifferently.

Then she looked at Rochester and smiled slightly: "Mr. Rochester, this voice who doesn't know what origin has been messing around, as if to delay time, and as if to divert the attention of all of us, please don't be fooled." ”

The male archpriest felt a pang in his heart and retreated.

Rochester, who was in the battle group, let out an "um", how could he not know that the sword soul was interfering with him. And Milo has never used the trial sword, I'm afraid there is some kind of scheme.

Especially Duland's silence from beginning to end made Rochester's heart more and more uneasy!

"What the hell is Durand up to in mind?"

Rochester glanced at the knife in Milo's hand, but didn't see anything out of the ordinary. He punched harder than punch and blasted at Milo, forcing Milo into a corner.

Milo had to lean against the steep outer wall of the crater and fight Rochester. If it weren't for the full set of weapons that dissipated part of her fist strength, Milo alone would probably not be able to support it a long time ago.

Until now, she still didn't mean to use the Judgment Sword!

And Durand has never moved.

The voice of the sword soul became a little weak. Somewhat overwhelmed, it seemed that he could hardly resist Rochester's fists, and seemed to be under some kind of extremely unbearable pressure and load.

He listened to the words of the female chief priest, but he still had a hard mouth, and said with a wicked smile: "You say I'm messing around? Ha, Lao Tzu has never only messed around with beautiful women, and she entangled me hard! This is 'nonsense'! The chick of the Double Heaven Realm, why don't you try it? ”

The female high priest did not say a word or answer, and turned a deaf ear to the words of the sword soul.

Her eyes glowed golden. Suddenly, she reached out and pointed at her, and a pale golden ray erupted from her fingertips, hitting Milo with a thud.

The speed of the golden rays was fast, but it was close to the ten centimeters around Milo's body. It's as if you've touched some invisible barrier and you've been blocked.

The golden light quickly shattered, but the invisible barrier around Milo was hit by the golden light. It twisted a few times, and then it shattered together.

"The Secret Art of the Holy Spirit? It's like...... Is it some kind of illusion?! Rochester was shocked, he didn't expect that Milo had been hiding her true state with illusions.

It turned out that she had been using the secret art of the Holy Spirit School just now. distorts the senses and perceptions of others when they see her. This is an extremely advanced illusion derived from the combination of soul illusion and perception illusion, and even Rochester didn't see it, but it was cracked by the female high priest at this time.

Milo uses illusions to confuse others, what is she trying to hide?

“…… Hehe, the secret technique of the Holy Spirit of the goddess of radiance, Milo, confuses people's hearts invisibly, and it really lives up to its name. The female archpriest smiled, but there was no smile in her eyes, only solemnity.

I saw that the invisible barrier around Milo's body was broken by the golden light, and Milo's figure was also twisted and transformed.

The true state that Milo had concealed was finally revealed—she looked the same as before, with a twisted punch, a cracked left arm, and her body trembling under each heavier punch.

The only difference was the Judgment Knife in her hand, which she had never used.

The knife was no longer the brilliant purple in everyone's eyes before, but a deep and rich purple black!

"That'...... The knife...... And the time and space around that knife, what's going on?! ”

The two Grand Priests, as well as the Space Priests from the Twin Heavens, were stunned, staring at the purple sword in the hand of the white dwarf Milo.

There was a purple-black aura lingering on the sword's body, and even if they were far away, the great priests and priests could still feel the heavy, rough, savage, powerful but extremely unstable terrifying aura!

The trial rules on the purple-black sword have been superimposed as many as four times.

The 40-tier trial rules have quadrupled, and now they have soared to 160, which is the limit of what Durand can do at the moment.

The power of the rules of judgment that escapes makes the time, space, energy, and gravity around the blade ...... Both the tangible and the intangible seem to have lost their meaning, become ambiguous, and become fragile.

The interference of the sword soul and the concealment of Milo's illusion are all in order to allow Durand to complete the superposition of the rules of the trial, in order to quietly complete this incomparable murderous knife that originated from the judgment knife but surpassed the judgment knife in a short period of time!

Duland's voice, which had been silent until now, finally sounded from the purple-black blade.

He only said one word: "Kill!" ”

Milo slashed with his sword.

The two Heavenly Realm Great Priests watched from afar, and in the eyes of the two of them, it was no longer clear whether the knife was Milo's swinging knife and slashing, or whether the war knife was driving Milo's arm.

As for the space priests beside the great priest, the moment they spit out that "kill", they were shaken all over their bodies and fell to the ground one after another, unable to get up no matter what.

The blade swept across Rochester's body.

It looks like a man is making a knife. If you look closely, it looks more like a knife making people, and the rich energy level of the white dwarf Milo is not so much infused into the blade as it is actively sucked from Milo by the war knife.

A knife, plain and indifferent slash sideways.

Milo seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and when he was done, he sat down on the ground with his legs limp. The purple-black color of the sword faded into the brilliant purple characteristic of the unstacked rules of judgment.

The full armament exploded and reunited, and became Durand again.

In the deep pit of the fortress, it became extremely quiet for a while.

Rochester was standing there. Milo, who swung his knife and slashed, fell instead.

Duland, who made the two Heavenly Realm Great Priests eager to find out, finally recovered his humanoid body, and then fell to the ground, unable to get up again.

"Hell, who the hell won?!" The male archpriest stared intently.

The female high priest didn't say a word, but she could feel that her palms were full of sweat, because she knew that if she had faced the knife just now, she would definitely die.

I saw Rochester's chest and abdomen. There was a huge wound, or rather a "gap", and most of the abdomen and ribs were cut off by the knife just now.

This is absolutely defensive! But it is like fragile flesh and blood, which has been rudely cut off in a large piece!

Rochester looked down at the wound. After a long time, he suddenly laughed with a stunned face: "That's it? Gone? ”

He laughed with palpitations, and was a little inexplicable: "...... Duland, Milo. Purple robe, this knife that you have worked so hard to accumulate for a long time is so powerful! The knife just now. If it hits my heart, or even around it, it's going to kill me. Outcome...... It turned out to be ...... Cut off? ”

To be honest, the power of that knife just now, Rochester still can't help but marvel when he thinks about it.

The purple-black sword was too powerful, and the rules of judgment completely restrained Rochester's absolute defense. But perhaps it was precisely because of the power that the control of the slash became extremely difficult, and with a horizontal slash, it was supposed to sweep across the chest, but it turned out to be more than thirty centimeters lower and slashed in the abdomen.

Milo gasped weakly, unable to speak.

Durand was equally silent.

Rochester exhaled, and even shook his head with some regret, turned his head to look at the two high priests, and asked again: "If you want to pick up a bargain and kill me, you can come here now, if you miss this opportunity, there will be no next time." ”

The answer of the two high priests was still simple: "No." ”

Rochester smiled and walked towards Duland, but as soon as he took a step, he felt a sharp pain in his back, and there seemed to be an extremely violent roar in his ears, which shook his short but muscular body violently.

"How...... What's going on? ”

Rochester staggered, then forced his feet.

He couldn't see it himself, but he could see it clearly from the perspective of others - Rochester's back suddenly exploded, as if a large amount of explosives had exploded inside him, blowing Rochester's back to pieces.

And the flames that erupted from the explosion were the brilliant purple of the Judgment Sword, the purest "Flame of Judgment"!

Rochester had barely gained his feet when a second explosion struck him again, this time with purple fire blowing up his entire right arm and half of his body.

Unlike the first time, this time the flames turned a deep purple. This is a Flame of Judgment that has been stacked once and upgraded to level 80.

The sudden, massive trauma stunned Rochester.

The third explosion followed before he could react. Rochester, from the waist down, was reduced to nothing in the deep purple and near-black flames. This time, it's the Flame of Judgment that has been raised to the 120th level.

Rochester, who had less than a third of his body left, finally came to his senses.

"Durand...... You're the devil! Durand!! ”

He roared angrily, propped himself on the ground with one hand, and pounced on Durand, who was sitting on the ground. The vitality of the dwarves is unusually strong, and Rochester, as the leader, naturally has this trait.

Durand looked at Rochester who was rushing over, did not dodge or dodge, and laughed: "Rochester, you don't know the name of this move, do you-"

"Multiple Trials. Quartet! ”

The words fell, and the fourth wave of explosions finally hit.

Under the incredulous gaze of the Celestial Celestial Priest, and in Rochester's angry roar, the purple-black flame of judgment of the 160th order burst out from his body, burning fiercely, engulfing the last remnants of Rochester's body.

A cracked palm burst into flames and, by inertia, struck Durand in the chest. And then there was a click-

The stump fell and shattered to the ground.

Durand looked down at the shards, looking at the last traces left by Rochester, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, no matter who else was around, he fell to the ground with his head up, and died of exhaustion for a while.

All I thought was, "Fuck! Win! (To be continued......)

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