Frederick saw the bushes wriggling, and Ferdinand slowly crawling out of them, trying to escape. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe large transparent hole in his chest had healed rapidly, revealing new white flesh through the hole in his shirt.

It's just that the sharp pain that whirls around dominates Ferdinand's consciousness, and the brain's pain protection mechanism takes effect quickly, and narcotic morphine is secreted in large quantities, causing Ferdinand to be groggy and make him dance like a drunk.

And the forbidden army was already surrounded like ants, the guns rang out one after another, the bullets were clanged by the ricocheting of the steel armor, and the two knights were forced to rush into the ranks of the forbidden army, sweeping through thousands of troops and slashing and slashing, completely disrupting the echelon of guns that had just formed a formation.

Because the experienced knights knew that they must not let the new forbidden army line up properly, otherwise the bullets and bullets would be everywhere and the knights would be splashed with blood.

As soon as Frederick saw that Ferdinand was more than twenty meters away, he was crawling and trying to run. He rushed forward without hesitation. However, the knights behind were all exclaiming: "Your Highness, be careful!"

As soon as Frederick saw the shadow of his wings cast on the ground, Dracula swooped down, grabbed Frederick's shoulders with both feet, dragged Frederick on the ground and rubbed more than ten meters, and then flapped his arms vigorously, producing a wind-like updraft, and instantly raised his head and recoiled, piercing the sky.

Dracula's toes have mutated into bat-shaped claws, dexterous enough to hang upside down from a tree, and grabbing a person's shoulder is a piece of cake. Moreover, Dracula has just replenished liver protein and serum uranium, and his strength has soared to 300+, and Frederick's shoulder armor has been dented by Dracula's feet, and the strength is so great that it is like iron pincers, which makes it difficult to resist for a while.

Frederick's steel boots sparked on the ground, and then Dracula grabbed him and lifted him into the air, leaving a bunch of knights on the ground shouting, "Your Highness!"

Frederick was lifted up 20 meters into the air, so caught up in the wind that he couldn't open his eyes, and when he heard his subordinates in confusion, he lowered his head and shouted: "Don't let Ferdinand run!"

"Take care of yourself! I want to see if you will become a canned meat when you fall to the ground wearing an iron shell of more than 180 pounds!" Dracula smirked, flapping his wings and flying to the height of a three-story building. He tried and tested to catch Frederick high in the air and release him, allowing him to fall freely, which was the only way to kill the hoplites.

If Frederick had fallen to his death from a great height, there would have been nothing he could do, and even if he had been suspended for a while, he would have died a slow death.

"Your Highness!" the knight rushed to pick up the javelin, raising his head to Dracula's wings in an attempt to shoot the big bat down.

"Throw Ferdinand!" Frederick looked down, saw that Ferdinand had already stood up and fled, and immediately shouted hoarsely at the knight: "He's about to run away!

The knight hesitated for a second with tears streaming down his face, then suddenly switched his aim, chasing Ferdinand for three paces and throwing his javelin with all his might.

The three-meter knight's spear pierced Ferdinand's back accurately, slamming into the ground a metre and nailing Ferdinand to the stone bricks for the second time. Ferdinand's eyes were so painful that he opened his mouth to gasp in vain, and the more he breathed, the more his lungs leaked, and the blood foamed up from his throat, and the two lobes of his lungs collapsed little by little, and finally turned into two shriveled balloons, completely losing their ability to breathe.

Ferdinand reclined on the spear, his hands clutching the barrel in vain, tilting his head and falling into a suffocating coma, his body and the spear spelling together into a "in". Ten seconds later, Ferdinand came back to life as if he had woken up from a dream, and began to struggle, but he could not escape from the handle of his gun even on tiptoe.

Ferdinand suddenly had a terrible premonition: "Frederick has been using a throwing gun against me, does he know that I am immortal?

As he pondered it, the more terrified he became. Because if Frederick knew that he was immortal, then all of Ferdinand's deductions were wrong, and they all had to be overturned.

At this moment, Ferdinand feared Frederick more than he feared death. For when Ferdinand was completely confused, his enemies became unsolved mysteries, and it was terrifying to ponder.

And Dracula has been struggling to climb with his wings because the higher he hangs Frederick, the worse Frederick falls.

Tin cans are most afraid of falling from high altitudes. Both the food merchants and the military know this very well.

The Silver Knights were about to hunt down Ferdinand when they suddenly became in turmoil.

As early as the knights were chasing Ferdinand, the berserker's blue eyes had already turned red. When blood volume is low, his hormone system activates pathologically, pumping hormones into his blood vessels, and the lower the blood volume, the more hormone secretion increases, causing the badly injured Slav to suddenly become a rhinoceros-like killing machine.

He was so mad that even if he was nailed to the statue with a spear, he held Venus in his arms, climbed up to the statue, stepped on the pedestal with both feet, kicked hard, jumped backwards, and took the initiative to let his flesh be pierced by the spear, and then he broke away from the spear from the hilt, and fell to the ground with a bang, smashing a puddle of red on the bricks.

A second later, he jumped up like a raging zombie and strained the spilled intestines back into his belly. Because his blood is surging with high-energy fire elements and stress hormones, it is thicker than the blood of hyperlipidemia patients, and it has become viscous into a puree, so the coagulation reaction is extremely efficient, and the wound quickly scabs after contact with air, and cooperates with muscles and skin to seal the wound on the torso. At this moment, Berserker's healing speed is 100 times faster than that of mortals, and the probability of sudden cerebral thrombosis death is 10 times that of mortals.

The most ferocious thing is that because the dirt sticks to the intestines and enters the abdominal cavity, it irritates the delicate peritoneum all the time, making him feel abdominal pain. This burning stimulus, and hypovolemic stimulation, caused his hormone system to overdose, so that the Slavic liver officially became a high-efficiency nuclear reactor, constantly breaking down serum uranium and producing a high concentration of fire as if it were a blowout.

The terrifying nuclear radiation unfolded, and the assassination knights, sensing the threat, turned back.

"Three hundred and two. A knight muttered in dismay. In the next second, the Slavs stepped on two floor tiles, turned into a white rainbow, and tore off the two double-edged hook axes on their shoulders in a wild run, crashing into the knight like a speeding train.

A whopping three hundred and two divine radiations caused the Berserker's eyes to glow with gold, and when the Berserker opened his mouth and shouted, his mouth spewed with a thin light. He is like a skin wrapped in the sun, every wound, every vein, is flowing with magma-like dazzling light!

This is a sign of entering the state of "Angel's Pupil".

Of the four mercenaries of the tactical response force, none of them were bargains.

Dracula in the sky heard the roar of the berserker and knew that this Slav was in a pathological rage. As long as the blood loss and pain stimulation reach the minimum threshold, the Slav will increase his divine power by 100 points, and suddenly become an alternate paladin who has stepped into the threshold of the "Angel Pupil" with one foot in the threshold of the "Angel Pupil".

And the enemy who triggers the irritating condition often receives an unexpected surprise from the Slavs, which is a love that ordinary people cannot bear.

Dracula is sure that the Silver Knights, with an average of around 200, will be torn to pieces by the Slavic berserker in 100 seconds. So he only focused on flapping his wings and making sure Frederick fell to his death. (To be continued.) )