Chapter 312: The Turtle Beats the Snail (Page 1/1)

After thoroughly training the dark elf Barbara, Martin knows a lot about the dark elf.

For example, these guys like to play slavery, and the guys who didn't die on the spot at the hands of the dark elf soldiers are not liberation, but the beginning of a cruel fate.

They were quite fond of enslaving slaves for all sorts of things: mining to make money, fighting, entertaining them, or simply being sacrificed as living sacrifices to the dark gods they worshipped.

It's a bunch of crazy people who think that the world is going to revolve around them, and their self-consciousness is even more exaggerated.

The scary thing is that these crazy people are quite capable of fighting.

Normally, there will be their sworn enemies, the High Elves, who will fall in love with them and kill them.

Fuck it, this time the High Elves sold their teammates. In the name of guarding the maelstrom, these war slave owners were released.

It turned out that Martin's Baccaria was going to smash these guys to death.

If this Malekis, who is often mistaken by Martin for 'spicy chicken shreds', is a weak chicken, and Martin is quickly killed and called it a day, it will be fine. Now it looks like a formidable enemy!

"[Arrow of Destruction]-" Spicy Chicken shredded exclaimed.

The sky suddenly exploded, and a black chaotic lightning burst with an evil aura slashed towards Vimana.

Vimona itself is made of gold, and if the opponent shoots a rain of arrows or even a ballista, Martin is completely fine, but the lightning slash is not easy to handle.

Vimana's own magic resistance is not high, wow!

And where is the lightning so easy to dodge.

Lightning is explained from a physical point of view, that is, the conduction of electric current, and it is almost impossible to block the conduction of electric current in the air.

The lightning bolts that people often see are twists and turns, as if they were scribbling by elementary school students, that is, because of the unevenness of free molecules in the air, and the electric current is transmitted to places where it is easier to conduct.

Martin's Vimona is all gold, a proper and excellent conductor, and this trick is literally killing Martin himself.

Fortunately, Martin was a college animal before the crossing, at least he knew that Shenma was a lightning rod.

As soon as Martin raised his hand, ninety-nine eighty-one fine-grade spears flew out of the [King's Treasure] in an instant, forming a large root-shaped 'lightning net' before the lightning struck, blocking the air fifty meters in front of Vimona!

After thinking about it, at the last moment, Martin still replaced the spear at the top with an epic one.

"Boom!" there was a bang, which shook everyone's ears and buzzed.

After all, the violent electricity from the lightning strike was forcibly diverted and scattered in the surrounding airspace, but the aftermath of the electric shock still caused Garl and Sylvie beside Martin to let out a miserable scream.

Martin bared his teeth, and it was helpless.

After fusing Gilgamesh's soul, the physique of his entire body grew towards the template of Uncle Jinshi. Gilgamesh's magic and magic resistance are A, but they are relatively low in terms of muscle, durability and agility.

This means that even if Martin doesn't know any magic right now, his magic resistance is quite impressive. And that A-level evaluation is the ranking of all the Heroic Spirits on Earth.

Except for a few guys, such as Joan of Arc, who is the Ruler, who has Ex-level mana, there are not many beings who have more than the golden pair mana.

"Oh?" Martin didn't even flicker, and just relying on his body to carry the aftermath of the [Arrow of Destruction] said a lot in itself.

Even the spicy chicken shreds who were full of confidence a moment ago felt a headache, and he who had been in a hundred battles couldn't see Martin's magic resistance at a glance.

The other party actually possessed the magic resistance of the [Supreme Demon Shield] level just by physically speaking, which undoubtedly nullified at least half of his attacks.

The title of spicy shredded chicken is [Witch King], what he is good at, you can see it at a glance.

"Humph!" the spicy chicken shredded snorted, continuing to drive Seraphim closer to Martin's Ship of Radiance.

On the other side, the unusually majestic dark Pegasus also began to soar. The two mothers and sons began to flank Martin one after the other.

"Wow...... ......"Morath began to attack. Compared to her smashing, the witch queen Morath seems to be better at spell-based magic.

She was a chicken thief, and instead of targeting Martin, she targeted the two guards around Martin.

[Malicious Spell]!

All of a sudden, both of them felt a burst of panic and shortness of breath, as if they were pressed with a thousand pounds of boulders on their chests, and they couldn't breathe at all, and their ears were full of endless curses, which made them feel in a trance.

Martin is a bit helpless against spell attacks, and the most standard thing to do is to use divine magic or magic. The High Priest of Sigmar, for example, is a good counter to this type of attack.

Martin's position is a bit awkward, he is a martial arts faction after all.

Martin's eyes suddenly lit up with a fierce intent.

There are many ways to solve the problem!

For example, if you want to eat the ripe cherries on the tree, what do you do?

The usual practice, of course, is to carry ladders and other tools, climb to the tree and pick them off to eat.

But there is also a simpler and more violent plan, that is, to cut the tree directly with an axe, and when the tree falls, the cherries on the natural branches also fall to the place where people can reach them.

Martin has a more bunkered approach.

In front of the two surnamed Wu, Vimana made a 180-degree reversal in less than a tenth of a second with a movement that violated the principle of mechanics, and accelerated to the extreme in reverse.

A moment ago, Vimana was like a poor little lamb in the mire, trapped in a death trap and almost put on the chopping block.

Who would have thought that in the next moment, Vimona would make such an unreasonable and amazing move.

Did Martin's divine power completely resist the full restraint of an evil true god?

The answer, of course, is no.

It's a point-to-face relationship.

Marcelan, the Lord of the Abyss, is undoubtedly one of the more bunker beings among the evil gods. He was able to use his divine power to slow down the existence of the order camp in such a wide area of space.

If Martin didn't have divine powers, he would probably be eaten. It's not that the Red Knight can't help him, but this is not the area that the Red Knight is good at, and investing divine power on the sea is the rhythm of killing 3,000 enemies and losing 10,000. The Red Knight wouldn't do such a stupid thing until the end.

Martin is different, although he can now control some of the power of faith, but he has not developed the corresponding magic skills. In a sense, it is empty and does not know how to use it.

Now that he poured the divine power of his body into Vimana, it was equivalent to hammering a nail into the opponent's wide-area divine art.

The speed at which Vimana could not completely return to its full heyday, it was still possible to return to two percent.

Now it has become Vimana's speed or turtle speed, but don't underestimate the speed of the turtle, if the turtle wants to rob a snail, in the eyes of the snail, the action is as fast as lightning......

At this moment when time seemed to freeze, Morath's face was full of horror.

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