"Magic Cannon Charge ......"

Targeted ......

"The target dodge rate is less than 10 percent......

"Ready to launch at any time. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Hohenheim suddenly felt a pain in his brow, a pain that was life-threatening.

The perception of a king-level powerhouse cannot be wrong.

He wanted to dodge.

But he was already in a state where it was difficult to retreat at the moment, because he had increased his strength to the extreme.

On top of that, Olivia doesn't know when, and has already aimed all her power at him.

Can't hide.

It was just the right time.

Hohenheim looked at the empty shore behind Olivia and realized something.

In fact, it is also an ambush that is not very clever.

So, since you can't hide, let's just not hide.

Hohenheim didn't seem to feel the power that had been aimed at his eyebrows, and continued to increase his strength.

Fight like Kilkenny cats?

The Ximen Night Tower, which had already retreated, sensed that kind of crisis, so he took a step back, and then stepped forward again without any hesitation.

When he stepped forward, the words that came to his mind were-

I didn't expect me to die like this.

All of this, as long as it may say, actually happened in an instant.

By the time the West Gate Night Tower had fully taken that step, Olivia had already given the order to launch.

The light of the super-powerful magic cannon suddenly lit up on the shoreline.

Straight to the center of Hohenheim's eyebrows!

At the moment when the magic cannon was fired, on the coastline, the army of the Northland Country, which had already been ambushed aside, appeared.

Of course, Su Junyan and the others couldn't face Asgard's invasion with just three people.

Not even if they were the strongest people in the world.

They didn't show up before, naturally to keep a hand and see if Asgard would have other arrangements, but at this moment, Olivia and they were isolated, and in order to be able to break through Hohenheim's stormy offensive, they could only use this force.

The magic cannon is the only one left by Winnington at the beginning, and it is a new variety made after Yan Qi's re-research and development.

This new variety of super-power magic cannon, after being pointed out by Su Junyan and Tiefutu, two first-hand experiencers, pointed out its shortcomings, and then added Yan Qi's genius design, the power has increased again, and it has reached a level where it can truly hurt a king-level powerhouse.

In this case, the magic cannon bombarded Hohenheim head-on, and Hohenheim could only forcibly dodge, otherwise he could only suffer heavy damage, and even possibly die.

Olivia didn't plan to kill Hohenheim with this cannon, she just wanted Hohenheim to retreat so that she could have a chance to get into the cabin.

But Hohenheim doesn't hide.

He didn't hide.

This kind of non-dodging was seen by Olivia from Hohenheim's eyes after Hohenheim had sensed the danger before the magic cannon was about to be launched.

He just didn't hide, he just wanted to keep Olivia outside.

For this reason, he is even already burning his life, and the dark power condensed in his body has completely exceeded the sum of his previous duels with Olivia.

His body was aging at a rate visible to the naked eye, and the glasses on his nose bridge that had just been restored were weathering in an instant.

He is trying to force Olivia to dodge, or rather, he wants to directly exchange his life for Olivia's life.

What about Olivia?

Olivia, of course, will not dodge, in fact, after seeing the light in Hohenheim's eyes, she also began to gather her own power infinitely.

Her life force is also burning wildly.

Her long silver hair gradually faded into frost-white lifeless white hair, and blood and tears continued to ooze from her dragon's vertical eyes.

A matter of moments.

Also, it seems to be an incomparably distant thing.

The super-powered magic cannon reached where it was supposed to be, but before the final landing point, another person appeared.

West Gate Night Tower.

He blocked the shot.

He is really old, and he has really been cut off by Su Junyan for so many years of pride, so many years of arrogance, self-confidence, and strength.

However, no matter how old a dog is, he still has a few teeth, let alone a former lion.

In the twilight of his life, he opened his mouth, bared his fangs, which had not yet grown old, and roared loudly at the merciless fate.

He had foreseen his own death, and he did not hesitate to give his life here.

As long as it is for the great cause of the saints, Asgard will have a broader path in the future.

Meanwhile, Hohenheim, he has stretched out his fingers.

That's the real thing, killing the king with a finger.

This finger passed through the invisible barrier of the Iron Float and pierced directly in front of Olivia.

He had completely ignored everything else, and let the wind and frost sword rush at his rapidly aging body, and he wanted that finger to kill Olivia.

Olivia, she also held out a finger, and the power of frost froze time on it.

They compete against each other.

No one takes a step back and consumes life.

Because they have something that they can do anything for it.

That second was long and short.

In the end, it was the older ones who won.

The scepter of this world has been held in the hands of the elders for a little longer, so they hold it more firmly.

The Killer pointed at the king, and stabbed at Olivia's eyebrows without any hindrance.

The Iron Float was still in the gap where he turned around.

Everything, it seems to be too late.

In Olivia's vertical pupils, the finger that had killed the king grew bigger and bigger.

The dragon is a cold-blooded animal, and there is no emotion in the dragon's vertical pupils, and no one knows what Olivia was thinking at that moment.

Is it the fear of death?

Or is there too much to do?

The next moment.

"Poof-" There was a muffled sound.

Olivia's long frosty white hair fluttered in the air.

She didn't die.

Because there was someone in front of her.

The thick dark origin corroded the incomparably heavy armor again, and then it was flesh and bones.

Those muscles that can be called arrogant and domineering, in the face of the darkness of the source, turned into air in a second.

The originally strong person was already half of his flesh and blood in a breath.

But he still stood in front of Olivia with great heroism.

His face decorated with an octopus does not look terrifying at this moment, but is so majestic.

"Let's go. Simon listened to the rain and looked at Hohenheim's cold face and eyes, and showed a happy and painful smile.

Are you really ...... Thought I'd go like this?

Hohenheim.

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