Chapter 392: One Chess Mistake Falls Short

With Tailan's cold voice, it was inaudible at first, but in an instant, the sound of a lion's roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, and it emerged from the blood-shrouded two-handed sword in Tailan's hand, and the momentum of looking down on the world and being fierce and domineering also rose with this lion's roar, and at the same time, this two-handed greatsword with a tattered appearance and not far from the insulting definition of scrap iron was rapidly transforming in the blood flowing from Tailan's palm......

The eerie and ruthless thin face of the Grand Inquisitor Ethan Lion also changed in the shocking lion roar, and a touch of horror was fleeting, and at the same time, the long and narrow phoenix eyes of the Grand Inquisitor opened slightly, revealing a fierce color, and with a slight wave of the scepter in his hand, the blood-colored crusader warriors who were standing around, ready to attack, immediately pounced towards Tailan and Zhu Xing like a tiger descending from the mountain!

On the long sword in Zhu Xing's hand, a touch of platinum holy flame suddenly rose, and at the same time, such a platinum holy power like an angry sea surged on his body, and he was about to make a move, but at this moment, a slender arm stopped him......

"Zhu Xing, this battle is a battle for my Scarlet Lord to clear out the rebellion! This is my responsibility, please don't do it! ”

Tyran turned his head slightly and said in a deep voice.

Before he could finish speaking, Tyran had already swung his sword and rushed out......

One after another was as red as blood, but there was no demonic, desolate, and depraved aura, but there was a kind of iron-blooded aura of boiling blood, rapid heartbeat, and surging battle intent, and even a paladin like Zhu Xing, whose will was condensed into a sword, had a kind of blood boiling all over his body, and he wanted to fight to his heart's content. This made him wonder.

Zhu Xing could feel this impulse. It's not that someone is secretly casting a magic spell that affects the mind. It was an awakening of a very primitive fighting instinct, although, he didn't know that Weishenme would do this, but his intuition told him that I am afraid that the answer to all this lies in the fact that the sword in Tyran's hand has completely changed its appearance, sweeping away the previous broken and worn scrap iron appearance, and turning into a perfect two-handed greatsword, and the whole sword is red at this moment. Every cent inside and out is soaked in blood, the wide sword body that cracks like a net is now as smooth as a mirror, but it is inlaid with a scarlet heart the size of a fist, the broken blade like a jagged blade, now it is incomparably sharp, the heart embedded in the sword body is beating very strangely slowly but powerfully, every beat of this heart makes the impulse in Zhu Xing's body to abandon all distractions and fight to his heart's content. This is still Zhu Xing, who is standing behind and watching the battle, and holding this weird scarlet two-handed sword. Wild and fierce, fearless of scars, and wielding a sword like the wind, Tyran showed a more frantic attack than when he charged into battle at the hands of Tyr!

At this moment, Tyran, like a mad barbarian, doesn't care at all about the deep and long scars on his body, even if under the catalysis of the majestic holy light, these scars are healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, but the strength of these personal guards of Ethan Lien is far more than the bloody crusaders of the hand of Tyr, although the strength of a single person is still not as good as Tylan, but more than a dozen people form a battle formation against Tyran, but it is not without the power of a battle!

"Mentor, you just repeatedly stressed that I should not watch Tyran being killed, I'm afraid it's because of this weird sword in his hand, right? Otherwise, according to Tyran's own strength, even if he can't beat the Grand Inquisitor Ethan Lion and his personal guards, he can leave safely, but you keep saying that Tyran can't die, in other words, Tyran not only can't leave, but his life is still in danger. ”

"Mentor, you...... Do you know what the hell is going on with this weird two-handed greatsword? ”

Zhu Xing looked at the two-handed big sword that Tailan had turned over in his hand, a look of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he asked the Great Lord Mograini softly.

"Alas, that's right! It's because Tylan has this epic sword of the 'Lionheart Slayer' in his hand that I have asked you to take good care of him! ”

"And the 'Lionheart Slayer' is not a weird thing, it is an epic divine sword, it does not have any special abilities, its only ability is to let its owner unseal it with blood, once the seal is unlocked, it will become the current primitive state, it will make his master within ten minutes, solidify his own strength at the peak level, and at the same time enter a state of madness, and the attack power will be increased by three times......"

Grand Lord Mograini said with a sigh.

"After ten minutes, this man's strength will be declining...... Right? ”

Zhu Xing frowned and said.

"It's a big recession! Liliang is about to decline ninety percent, and this decline time is a whole day! ”

High Lord Mograini added.

Zhu Xing was shocked, this 'Lionheart Slayer' was indeed quite terrifying!

Although this two-handed greatsword does not have any special ability to defy the sky, once it is unsealed, it is almost invincible within ten minutes, and its weakening cycle is only a whole day, which is not a problem at all for Tailan, the strongest pioneer of the Silver Hand Knights, but once he unlocks the seal of the 'Lionheart Slayer', then, within ten minutes, it will naturally break through the formation, no one can stop it, no one can defeat it, and there are no taboos.

It can be said that this 'Lionheart Slayer' is indeed the most suitable artifact for a pioneer like Tylan, who will always stand at the forefront of the army and charge!

However, Zhu Xing also immediately understood that the Great Lord of Weishenme, Mograini, would repeatedly tell him to come to the rescue!

Because, the flaw of this artifact is also quite large, if it is used one-on-one, or one-to-many, without team support at all, it is not intended to be suicide - after ten minutes, it will immediately change from a macho man to impotence.

At this moment, Zhu Xing, who had fully understood what kind of situation he was about to face, also began to gather momentum, because he knew that Tailan's brave and invincible state could only last for ten minutes! Obviously, the people who know this secret are not only the Grand Lord Mograini, but even the Grand Inquisitor Ethan Lion is very aware of it, and at the beginning, Ethan Lion was still thinking about trying not to let Tyran unseal it. Lionheart Slayer', however, apparently he didn't succeed, so he immediately dodged far away, and then let his own guards fight to the death, while he waved the scepter in his hand, chanting spells, and fell on Tyran's guards who were sacrificing their lives and entangled like mad lions, as long as these guards were not killed by Tyran's sword, then, no matter how seriously these guards were seriously injured even if they were disemboweled, they would be healed by Ethanlien's divine spell, so that even if Tyran himself was good at the power of divine light, but in the end, it was not as good as Ethanlien's professional priest, therefore, over time, Although Tailan was urged by the unsealed 'Lionheart Slayer', his fighting spirit was boiling, and he didn't care about the bad consequences of the old wounds on his body that had not healed and added new injuries, and still frantically danced the scarlet 'Lionheart Slayer' in his hands......

Although Ethan Lion is a professional priest, he is only a priest after all, although these guards under his command have the protection of his divine magic, but they still can't stop the crazy Tyran, seventeen guards, now there are only five people left, and at this time, Tyran's attack has finally shown fatigue!

Zhu Xing's eyes narrowed, and a dazzling platinum holy flame burst out on the silver long sword in his hand, he jumped forward, just when the madness time ended, and Tailan, who had declined to the lowest trough, was behind him, and then he didn't talk nonsense, and with a shock to his wrist, the long sword shining with the platinum holy flame, like a living spirit snake, leaped up, and between the light of the platinum sword, the only five remaining guards lay down again!

This personal guard was the one who chased the nearest blood-colored crusader, so when Zhu Xing suddenly made a move, he didn't react at all, so when he saw the suitability of the brilliant platinum sword light, this long sword shining with a platinum holy flame had already pierced his throat......

"You...... Should...... Dead ......"

Seeing that Tailan, who had turned into a soft-footed shrimp, was about to be killed by his own personal guards, he was suddenly intervened by Zhu Xing, an inexplicable guy, so that Tailan actually survived, and the thin and pale face of the Grand Inquisitor Ethan Lion was distorted! (To be continued......)