Chapter 398: Drinking Blood
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The indescribable pain came from all corners of the body, the internal organs were broken, the bones were cracked, the blood in the body was like a pool of boiling water mixed with a blade, and every meridian that flowed through it cut a thousand cuts in pain, when Lear opened his eyes from the pool of blood. Lewen
With a body size of more than fifty meters, bone tumors and gelatinous substances that continued to erupt from all over his body immediately corroded a terrifying hole on Melos's body, and the extremely tough crystal dragon armor was even more fragile than white paper in front of the corpse dragon.
Melos's sharp claws kept struggling on the ground, and her mouth let out a roar of rage, but her huge body was like a chicken at the feet of the corpse dragon, no matter how much she roared and struggled, she could not escape the suppression of the corpse dragon, and around her, in the few breaths that Lear had been blasted into the mountain wall and opened his eyes, three crystal dragons had already wailed and fell to the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.
Not only that, but the other four Lich Dragons in the sky also attacked the other Crystal Dragons under the leadership of the Corpse Dragon, but even in the same camp, they still instinctively kept a considerable distance from the Corpse Dragons when attacking, and in the process, more skeleton zombies and corpse witches also got up from the black tide that had turned into a fog, shaking their stiff limbs to gather into a group, while approaching the Spartacus army in the Crimean Valley at an increasing speed.
At the same time, on another battlefield, Kunsha, who saw the slaughter of his clansmen, had completely entered a state of rage, but the black-faced man also strengthened his offensive at the same time, taking advantage of Kunsha's flying thaumaturgic state to disappear and he completely grasped the advantage of spatial initiative, leaving a broken dent on Kunsha's body more than ten times.
Although the heavy dragon armor prevented Kunsha from affecting her combat power because of these injuries, it was impossible to come to the rescue of Taniguchi's battlefield anyway.
"That's all there is to it? I gave you five years, five years! You repay me with such passion!? What about your justice? What about your ideals? Not to stop my necromantic legions? You are nothing but a waste like those sanctuary hypocrites!"
Seeing Lear stuck in the mountain wall for a long time without responding, Sandru suddenly erupted into a vicious scream, and the lich's broken voice was like a thin needle cutting through glass, and the resentment and disappointment contained in it gnawed at the heart of the listener like a man-eating ant.
"I have never stood for justice. ”
Lear struggled to break free of the dents in the mountain.
"There are no great ideals. ”
He reversed the Prophetic Sword in his hand, and the shattered arm bones even made painful crashing sounds as they moved.
"I just want to live well. ”
Words began to come to his mouth, the blade of the Prophet's Sword close to his heart, and as the incantation grew in pitch and reached a critical point, Lear stabbed the Prophet's Sword into his chest.
A roar of pain far beyond the limits of human imagination, if not possibly any of the behemoths in this world, burst out of Lear's throat, squeezing together his features and the green tendons exposed to his forehead and neck, showing what kind of inhuman torture he was suffering now.
Blood gushed out from the broken heart, but strangely enough, not a single drop of blood flowed out of the wound on his chest, and even more bizarrely, even the blood around him that had just splattered from the impact seemed to regain life, and one by one it wriggled into a trickling stream, and then quickly converged towards his chest as if he was called.
The silver-white body of the Prophet's Sword began to take on a strange dark red, and the light and shadow flowing on the blade became heavier and heavier, as if it had turned into a huge sponge, and while Lear's face became more and more pale, the blade slowly condensed into pieces of blood that was enough to make the void tremble.
A majestic and sacred will suddenly enveloped the Crimean valley, and the terrifying coercion was just like what happened when the Igas God was betting just now, but because the distance was closer and the power was more direct, almost all the creatures present felt the pair of eyes that opened from the depths of their souls.
Coming through the endless void, staring indifferently but inoffensively at everything in the world, at the same time, the divine but nonexistent symbols flashed on the blade of the Prophet's sword, making the blood shadow flowing on the blade surging even more violently, as if it could destroy the void at any moment.
"But you're in my way. ”
The blade left his chest, and Lear only felt that the magic in his body was empty, but the power from the wrist holding the sword made his eyes full of inoffensive majesty.
The humming sound of the sword was transmitted to every corner of the battlefield through the trembling of the Prophet's sword, and the sound sounded small or even inaudible, but the blood shadow and cold light flowing on the blade easily pierced the earth-shattering roar of the corpse dragon and the roar of the lich dragon, and even Sandru himself couldn't suppress a chill after seeing the new prophetic sword.
As the only one of the six pieces of the Creation Artifact Angel Alliance's main killing, the edge of the Prophet Sword is naturally incomparable, the reason why Lear gave the Prophet Sword to Kunsha to use was because his previous strength was not enough to exert the full power of the Prophet Sword, but after liberating the wrath of the Dragon God, only he knew the true use of the Prophet Sword.
When Asha handed him the Prophetic Sword, she sternly told him that unless he surpassed the legendary realm, this kind of power must be used with caution, but now Lear can't care so much.
The Necronomicon Legion and the Spartacus Legion had collided together, because the suppression battle with the Lich Dragon had fallen to the side that was completely unfavorable to the Spartacians from the beginning, but when the Lich Dragon in the air arrived at Taniguchi and was about to sweep the battlefield under him, a dazzling lightning suddenly pierced the sky and slammed into its head.
"Titan Arrow. ”
Lear lowered his raised arm, and although the magic he was standing on was completely depleted, the magic did not need to be consumed at all.
The fact that it does not need to be consumed does not mean that the power of the Titan Arrow is not high, on the contrary, the magic power that needs to be emitted by the four Titan artifacts has reached a terrifying level, even if it is as strong as the Lich Dragon after carrying a Titan Arrow in the front, it also roars and falls downward, and the furious corpse flame is annihilated in its mouth before it can erupt, and the cracks spread from its bone wings to its entire back like a snake body, even if it has not died immediately, but there is no doubt that it has been irreparably damaged.
Seeing this, the other three Lich Dragons, including the corpse dragon, immediately gave up the Spartacus army and the crystal dragon in front of them, which were gradually showing their decline, and let out an earth-shattering roar and rushed towards the mountain wall where Lear was, and Lear finally secretly breathed a sigh of relief, this result was exactly what he wanted.
Facing the four-headed monster that roared madly at him, Lear's eyebrows were tightly entangled, his strength was exhausted, and all he could rely on was the Prophet Sword in his hand and the only spell, the Titan Arrow, the chance of success and failure was half the time, and he knew very well that Sandru was recovering at breakneck speed, and he might only have one chance before the other party accumulated enough magic to deliver a fatal blow to him.
"Roar!"
A roar that shook the sky even more terrifyingly than before, and this time not only ordinary warriors, but even Tariq and the others covered their heads and rolled on the ground in pain as if they had been stabbed in the ear.
After making sure that Lear was not dead, the corpse dragon suddenly erupted with monstrous hatred, and its body squirmed and changed several times to far surpass the three-headed lich dragon, and in the process of crawling, it opened its bloody mouth, and a cloud of death so thick that it almost condensed into substance rolled and shot towards Lear's body like a beam of light.
This change caught Lear off guard and his face changed drastically, he originally thought that the Lich Dragon would reach him first in terms of distance and speed, but he ignored the important point that both the Lich Dragon and the Corpse Dragon had extremely strong long-range strike capabilities, and now he was in a mountain with only one blow, and he immediately fell into a dilemma when both the Lich Dragon and the Corpse Dragon were not close at the same time.
Fleeing? Or fighting back with no certainty?
Just as Lear hesitated and the cloud of death spewed out by the corpse dragon was already approaching the mountain where he was, a sky-high blood light suddenly rose from the foot of the mountain and quickly reached in front of Lear, and a strong arm stretched out from the blood light and clamped him under the armpit.
"Boss, how do you fight?"
Haag shouted in Lear's ear as the mountain was wildly eroded by the clouds of death, pouring down like powder and collapsing in smoke.
"Up the hill!"
Lear glanced at Guina and Ivo, who were already standing side by side at the foot of the mountain, and then looked firmly at the mountain of corpses that were rushing towards them.
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