"What in 30 seconds?" Stannis was confused by him.

"No one can survive more than thirty seconds in my form, and you are no exception!"

Another man who boasted that he wanted to kill himself, and Stannis was numb to the threat, because most of the people who said so were dead.

"I've heard that there are problems with more than 30S, so I'm looking forward to it. With that, Stannis put on a defensive stance, and before he knew the strength of the other party, he decided to test it in the safest way possible.

Flod's eight arms were all outstretched, and each hand held a sword that reflected the light of the moon, and from the direction of Stannis, the other party looked like a poisonous spider coiled in the dark of night waiting for its prey to take the bait.

But this time, Flot had to take the initiative in the form of a tarantula.

He jumped to his feet, bouncing amazingly, and at the same time, all four hands on his left side were aimed at Stannis's stab, but he was blocked by the lord's blow, Stannis noticed that although the speed of the other party's alienation was greatly increased, his strength was a little weaker than when he was still a human, and it seemed that the extra arm distracted his original strength.

But not for the lord to think, the four 'stingers' on the right were already in the shadows, and Stannis knew that he had no time to return to the sword to block, so he could only use his armor to meet the hard resistance, and he believed that his indestructible armor would definitely be able to block this blow.

Froud already knew what he was thinking, and at the same time a sinister smile appeared on his face, his deliberate weakness finally worked, although the power on each of his swords really couldn't chisel through the armor, but what if the four sword tips were stacked together?

The four swords were superimposed, and the power produced was not as simple as multiplying it by four times, and the originally indestructible dragon sound dark armor was directly pierced as soon as it came into contact, and at the same time, the flesh under the shoulder armor was also torn apart.

Warnings of intense pain filled Stannis's entire head, and he immediately swung his sword to push the enemy back, but it was too late, the shoulder blade of his entire right shoulder was smashed, and although the black armor could heal the wound, it would take at least a minute to heal such a serious injury, but the enemy's second attack had come and did not give Stannis a chance to breathe.

"It's been fifteen seconds before you have lost one of your arms. Fletcher was not happy with his progress and his next goal was to remove Stannis's legs.

Now there is only one hand left, Stannis didn't want to prepare to protect his lower body, but soon he found himself shrouded in sword light, the enemy's eight arms wielded dazzling sword moves, cutting countless wounds on the black armor on Stannis's body, blood quickly poured on the moss, and formed a red circle, no matter how Stannis parried and blocked, Fletcher could always ensure that at least half of his hand and the sword he held could stab Stannis, the lord in the middle of the sword light was miserable, he didn't even have the strength to parry now, and the recovery speed of the black armor was far from catching up with the newly generated wounds。

Finally, a terrible scream came from the center of the Sword Dance, and Stannis flew out of it, and fell into a cloud of bones.

Fletcher stopped, and although the scene was relaxed, the physical strength required to use the Round Sword with eight hands was also amazing, which is why Blackwatch tried not to use the spell mark in normal times.

After finishing out Stannis, there was no smile on Fletcher's face, and he still looked a little dissatisfied, "It took thirty-five seconds, and you were more difficult than I thought." ”

But a groan of pain came from the bones, and Stannis writhed his ass to his feet, and it took so long for all the wounds on his body to heal.

"It hurts, I feel like I've been sliced like a salted fish. Stannis grinned and moved his limbs, and he didn't really care about the trauma to his body with his hands hanging from it.

Although Fletcher was surprised, he gradually understood why His Royal Highness the Duke would send a whole team of black watchmen to pick up the young lady, and it turned out that the real difficulty was indeed in this dragon terrorist.

Stannis withdrew his helmet, revealing his embarrassed face from underneath.

"Damn, you're a bit tricky, you need some outside help. With that, Stannis turned around and looked back, only to find that all of them were suppressed by the beastly soldiers, and because of Anne's presence, everyone couldn't let go of them in order to protect them.

At this point, Stannis finally remembered who was missing.

"Radish, where is that bastard of Radish!"

In the half-collapsed church, Robert suddenly sat up like an electric door from the bench he had smashed, and just now when he was chasing the guy with the arrogant hairstyle, he only felt eight fists appear in front of him, and then he passed out.

"How can a man have eight hands, am I dazzled!" Robert rubbed his head and got up, and then he was surprised to find that the ruined church, which had been crumbling, was now completely in ruins.

But he didn't bother to figure out why the church was the way it was, and he staggered towards the door, if there was a door.

Suddenly, there was an unsettling rustling sound at the base of the wall, and Robert immediately put his hand on the hilt of his sword and shouted, "Whoa, I'll do it if I don't come out again!"

"My lord, don't do it!

The voice of the pleading was made by the old coachman Rebia and his son Benjamin, who seemed to be clever enough to find this safe hiding place when the battle broke out.

"Is it you?" said, did you bring the enemy here?" Although his brain was dizzy, Robert still knew that the most important thing was to eradicate the traitor.

Rebia was about to be frightened when he heard this, and he cried out pleadingly, "Master, of course it's not us, you don't dare to betray the lord even if you borrow ten dares from me!"

Robert thought about it, so who was the mole? Suddenly he thought of someone who wasn't with them, "By the way, what about Reverend Charnock?"

From the start of the fight just now to the present, no one has seen the figure of the marriage priest, could it be that he is a traitor?

At this moment, a secret door was opened in the front desk where the wedding was supposed to be held, and a bent figure emerged from inside, his movements were very twisted, because the heavy armor on his body hindered his movements.

At the same time, this guy is armed with a chain flail, a murderous weapon that can rip a person's head open like a watermelon with a single blow.

Robert was about to do it, only to find out that the heavily armed guy turned out to be Reverend Charnock!

The priest, who had always been drunk, was dressed in heavy equipment at this time, worthy of the title of combat priest.

"Really, I blatantly violated the rights of the guests at the wedding, and as a messenger of the gods, I had to punish the gods!"