Chapter 51: The Sun, the Silver Moon, and the Morning Star (1)

Unprecedented pressure fell on Nero's shoulders.

However, the shock was only temporary, and it only took a very short time for Nero to quickly adjust his state, and he knew very well that the only thing he needed to do now was to resist Constantine's attack as much as possible, and delay until Hedson and the others arrived.

Despite all the flaws in his character, it is undeniable that Nero is indeed a dragon vein with great fighting talent.

In the face of the sudden sword, he did not dodge, but instead slammed into Constantine with his whole body, and the silver dragon armor and the blade of the crystal sword collided together, erupting an incomparably bright halo.

The armor condensed by silver light successfully resisted the edge of the morning light, and Nero's estimation of the lethality of the crystal sword was quite accurate, this legendary weapon was not known for attack, but more for assassination.

In other words, it was Caulfield's [Moon Scar], or Count Fastia's long sword [Disillusionment], even if he had the power of the bloodline to protect his body, Nero would never dare to test the sword.

After making up his mind, the dragon veiner launched a counterattack.

With a low roar, Nero's right hand suddenly swelled, and the fine silver scales covered the entire right arm like metal, and arcs of electricity jumped on the right arm.

[Thunder Dragon Claw], Nero's second bloodline ability.

The power of the dragon's right arm can pierce through the iron armor, and the lightning attached to the dragon's claw can also cause paralysis and burns to opponents, which is quite a terrifying melee ability.

Nero's right hand grabbed at Constantine, and lightning burst out from the dragon's claws, turning into a grid and heading towards Constantine.

The light of the energy shield flashed one after another on Constantine's robes, and Constantine, who was superimposed with several defensive arcs on his body, did not retreat, and the crystal sword cut a deadly arc of light, colliding head-on with Nero's thunder claws.

With a soft sound, the crystal sword seemed to be slashed on a piece of magic mythril that applied the solidification technique, and it was directly shocked back, and the huge impact force on his wrist made Constantine let out a muffled snort, and he took a few steps backwards, and the light of the shield technique on his body also quickly dimmed under the impact of thunder and lightning.

In this fight, Constantine actually fell into a comprehensive disadvantage.

He knew that he had made a big deal, and sure enough, any dragon vein person who had completed the awakening of the bloodline was not an opponent who could be underestimated.

"No matter how strong you are, after all, you are only human, and the human body is nothing in the face of the dragon's power. ”

Nero stopped and sneered.

Resisting a slash from [Dawn], his right arm was still smooth and smooth, not even a crack was left, and the strong defensive power of the silver dragon scales could be seen.

Although he wanted to rush directly and tear Constantine to pieces, Nero was wary of Constantine's possible backhand and did not act rashly.

Anyway, in terms of numbers, it is advantageous on their own side, and it is undoubtedly better to delay a little longer.

Constantine didn't seem to be in a hurry, the young man twisted his wrist, nodded, and commented in a calm tone: "Indeed, the innate power of the dragon vein is very strong, and the reaction force of the blow just now is simply unbearable for ordinary human bones, if I hadn't blessed the force field shield in advance, I'm afraid this hand would have been useless just now." ”

"It's not too late to scrap it. Nero smirked, and the dragon's claws slammed into Constantine's chest with a sizzling arc of electricity.

Constantine raised his hand and pointed at Nero, and suddenly the magic fluctuations swept towards Nero, and where the magic fluctuations passed, the speed of the falling leaves seemed to slow down a lot.

Nero sneered again in his heart, and the silver light on his body bloomed again, the low-level arcane art of [Stasis Technique] could not penetrate the defense of the silver dragon's armor at all, although Constantine's instantaneous spell was wonderful, but it was destined to be in vain.

At this distance, in the face of an awakened dragon vein, and dare to use magic, is this guy impatient?

Just when he was thinking this, a feeling of sluggishness enveloped his whole body, obviously his body strength was still very abundant, but he was inexplicably unable to use his strength.

The stasis technique actually succeeded.

Nero was taken aback, how could this be? No one knew better than him how strong the [Silver Dragon Armor] magic resistance attribute was, which could make him immune to most of the middle and low-level spells, and the condensation technique would certainly be no exception.

However, when he saw a pale green magic symbol flashing above his head, he immediately understood.

Rune Curse, an arcane spell used to reduce magic resistance.

Constantine had already quietly laid this small spell on him when he fought him just now, and at that time, his first Silver Dragon armor had already been consumed in the confrontation with Dawn, and there was no means to resist the [Rune Curse].

When the second Silver Dragon Armor is used, the [Runic Curse] left behind earlier will take effect, and the Silver Dragon Armor used for external defense cannot dispel the negative status that has already been effective.

Cunning guys!

Nero cursed in his heart, but there was nothing he could do, and in just a few seconds when his body stiffened, hundreds of purple energy spheres appeared in front of his eyes and bombarded him.

In desperation, he had no choice but to hold his gigantic right arm across his front to fend off a barrage of 100 arcane orbs.

In the Black Forest, a purple rain of light fell.

Dense "raindrops" poured on Nero, the ball of light shattered, and slight explosions came and went.

The dragon vein's arm continued to tremble, and the indescribable pain continued to spread, and his body was exposed to such a dense spell blow, even if he had completed the bloodline awakening, he could barely bear it.

In the intertwining of light, the silver-white rune armor on his body emitted a crisp wail, cracks crawled on the surface of the solid armor, and under the impact of the arcane barrage, the alchemical armor made of heavy gold became as fragile as cheese.

The pain aroused Nero's anger, and he simply gave up his defenses, and rushed towards Constantine in the face of the falling arcane missiles, his claws splattering two slender arcs of lightning like flying silver dragon tentacles, burning two blackened tracks at his feet.

As he ran, Nero's armor exploded into shards.

But Nero didn't care, the remaining dozens of arcane missiles could at best seriously injure him, and he couldn't kill himself.

Nero had a cruel smile on his face, and in an instant, the talon was only a few steps away from Constantine.

He believed that even Constantine would never be his opponent as long as he was close to him.

Unless he could step into the Sanctuary in a matter of seconds, he would have to flee.

Constantine did not make the slightest movement, but looked at him calmly, as if he were looking at a dead man.

What does he want to do?

Nero felt that something was wrong, and his eyes suddenly caught a light blue beam of light flashing in front of him, and a strong sense of crisis made him stop.

Then a sharp pain came from his right arm.

Nero's eyes widened in horror and he stumbled backwards, blood gushing from his right wrist.

His right hand was broken.