After this fight, the scene was very silent for a while, this was the most fierce confrontation that broke out since the battle, three master-level potions broke out together, the master-level spell "Annihilation" of the giant sword "Mufeng Punisher" in Vic's hand was interrupted by a sudden strong corrosion, and the collapse of the energy circuit directly inside the giant sword, and now the distorted and distorted giant sword "Mufeng Punisher" is the best proof.

"No, my sword"!!

The first to break the silence was the "Iron Tower", his eyes red staring at the charred black iron in Vic's Juggernaut's hand, which could no longer be called a "sword".

There is no doubt that the "Iron Tower" has long set its sights on this greatsword, but now ............ A piece of high-quality master-level equipment was completely ruined.

Although all the people present did not shout in anger like the Iron Tower, they couldn't help but feel a pain in their hearts—they must know that it was the most attractive trophy, at least much more attractive than the three "items" of the Dolan family that they didn't know if they were worthless.

Although master-level equipment is rare, the difference in value is also very different, theoretically speaking, any item that has a master-level solidification spell can be counted as master-level equipment.

But how could those filled products created by casually attaching a chicken rib master-level enchantment spell be compared with the "Little Best" like the "Mufeng Punisher", which not only has a master-level solidification spell but also several other formal-level spells, the former may not even have a good apprenticeship equipment that is valuable, and the latter is not a problem at all to take it out and change a city.

Now a piece of "little superlative" equipment was scrapped on the spot, even if the punks were distressed, the battle has been going on so far, the official-level armor "Battle Song" on Vic's body has been destroyed by his own spells, and the most valuable "Mufeng Punisher" has just turned into a pile of scrap metal in front of everyone, plus Vic has always been incorruptible to the extreme as a "loyal" sword master, and it is estimated that there is nothing of value on his body............

"I hope that the "tears of spring water" on the princess's neck and the "bounty" of the Dolan family are worth enough, otherwise this time it will be a loss!"

Punk thought unhappily, but those things are after the end of the battle, although the current battle has reached the end stage, but Punk still has a little "little trouble" to deal with, oh, by the way, this trouble does not refer to the dying Vic Juggernaut on the scorched ground.

When he saw that the original heroic "Wind Punishment Person" had become what it was now, the "Iron Tower" had already "volunteered" to rush towards the seriously injured Vic alone.

This guy had accumulated a stomach full of grievances from the beginning of the battle, and now the "loot" that he had already regarded as private finances had turned into this charred black appearance, and the angry tower had turned into an erupting volcano.

At this time, Vic Swordmaster no longer had the deadly threat of "Annihilation" as a killer weapon, and it was impossible for the tower to be afraid of a Swordmaster with only half of his body left.

I saw a roar like a raging beast erupt from the huge iron ball, and a large amount of liquid metal that made up the iron ball began to polymerize and deform again, and finally turned into a slender trihedron.

In the next moment, the nascent trihedron began to spin at high speed, and the slender tip like an electric drill was aimed at Vic's Juggernaut, and then ............ Burst out!

The air ignited, the earth trembled, and the giant "electric drill" that tore through the air wrapped around the dark cyan brilliance and stabbed at Vic's Juggernaut.

In the face of the enemy's attack, Vic Sword Saint squeezed the last trace of fighting energy like dead ashes and tried to avoid it, but his strength was exhausted, and the fighting energy like a candle flame swayed slightly on his body before disappearing.

The massive black-cyan spiral rapidly enlarged in front of Vic's only remaining eye, and soon took over all of his vision.

"Drink...... Hiss ......"

At the last moment of his life, Vic's Sword Master tried to say something in a hoarse voice, but his vocal cords had been destroyed by strong acid, so the last words of this "First Sword Master of Dylan Kingdom", "First Person below Master Level", and "Absolute Loyalist of the Royal Family" were just a meaningless hoarse voice that no one could understand.

"Boom"!!

Once again, a furious shockwave swept through the battlefield that had sunken into the city basin.

"Cut! It's a nuisance, and it turned out to be like this!"

Bloodpaw grumbled quietly as he hugged the princess to avoid the gravel that burst at a speed no less than a sniper bullet.

Princess Therelinka gripped Bloodclaw's collar tightly with her boneless white jade hand to keep herself from flying, and she struggled to turn her head to stare into the middle of the battlefield.

The violent Dou Qi whirlwind there had not yet dissipated, but there was no trace of the fire-type Dou Qi aura that belonged to the Victor Sword Master.

There is no doubt that Vic Juggernaut has fallen, the "mentor" who has accompanied the country for nearly a thousand years, the "enemy" who killed Princess Trelinka's most important companion, has been completely crushed by the full force of the tower.

"Are you sad, are you happy"?

Princess Trelinka asked herself silently.

"Both, or......... Nothing".

Thererinka silently replied to herself.

—————— Dividing Line——————

"It looks like the tower has been settled."

Punk looked at the center of the battlefield with emotion, and countless sharp-sounding splashes of sand and gravel were automatically bypassed around Punk, and these small attacks could not break through the defense of the "deflected position" at all.

About fifty meters in front of the punk, a half-shrunken shapeshifter was constantly using shadow energy to try to escape, and it used its body to transform into a simulated foot that resembled the claws of a beast, and its limbs wrapped around wisps of real shadow energy kept rushing in the opposite direction of the punk.

But every time it took a few steps, a faster petite figure would appear in front of it, and then a fist with the power of the black-red abyss would smash the shapeshifter back into place.

Although the transformation monster is theoretically not fatal, it is impossible to move if it loses half of its body at once, and it is very remarkable that the boss lady can still try to escape.

In Punk's evaluation, although the boss lady is only level 12, but as a pure magical creature, its combat power in the state of total victory is probably higher than that of the Iron Tower, and if you remove the bonuses of equipment and golems, it is not even much worse than Punk itself.

However, how the combat effectiveness of the period of total victory is meaningless to the current boss lady, it is no longer the "boss lady" who is feared by hundreds of slaves at this time, but just a loser who is sure to die.

"No, no, no, how can I die here, you despicable mage, you can't kill me, you don't want to kill me, I won't die, I won't die!"

The voice of the "boss lady" is no longer the mature female voice it once was, and in the excitement, its voice sometimes turns into a scream like a female ghost, and sometimes it becomes a hoarse beast roar that is neither male nor female.

It also kept saying all kinds of threats and begging for mercy, but these clumsy nonsense words were obviously not punk.

Seeing that the punk had finished watching the battle of the Iron Tower, and feeling that the crisis of death was approaching quickly, the boss's movements became more and more violent, and the shadow energy squeezed out of every inch of her body made the boss's wife burst out with the power of an ordinary formal-level warrior.

However, in front of Golem Two, who is in a state of total victory and has the blessing of punk magic, its struggle is pointless.

"Well, goodbye, my "companion"

Punk looked expressionlessly at the proprietress whose whole body was trembling, and the dark gray energy ball in his hand disappeared in an instant.