Chapter 388 A loud voice may not be justified, a big fist may not be powerful, and the inconspicuous one may be the most powerful
"Are you hurt?", Wren frowned, he looked at the ice man, who had changed dramatically at this time. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info He doesn't feel like a person anymore, but like a monster.
was already two meters four or five tall, and suddenly grew to more than three meters, with a cloak and round eyes, like a bull's eye that was strangled around the neck. Panting heavily, two hot breaths emanating from your nostrils with each breath. The mouth also turned into a bloody mouth, and it couldn't be closed, revealing sharp and fine teeth. The muscles of his body bulged high, breaking through the animal skin on his body.
The muscles twisted and twisted, the blood vessels cracked one by one, and the blood was squeezed out through the pores.
At this point he no longer felt like a human being, more like a monster.
Scarlet's eyes were filled with hatred, and his throat rolled, letting out a dull roar, staring viciously at Jasmine, and Wren.
Jasmine rubbed her wrist, shook her head slightly, and her expression became serious, "It's nothing, it's underestimated." ”
After all, a sixth-level swordsman has already stepped into another realm, and it is definitely not possible to guess it with common sense. She was slapped away just now, firstly, because she killed another Bingman with one move, and felt that there were still three points to reserve, so she didn't take this Bing Man who had already begun to go crazy in her eyes. Secondly, she did not have any preparation for this attack, and she went in a hurry, and this gap was reflected between the increase and decrease of strength.
If you judge the superiority of the two by their real strength, Jasmine will definitely not be the one who loses.
A ray of calmness flashed in Wren's eyes, he bowed slightly, a sixth-level swordsman, about to step into the seventh-level realm, if he really can't defeat a mad ice barbarian, then the Orlando Empire doesn't need to exist.
Jasmine screamed, her straight and round legs kicked hard, and she jumped into the sky with a buzz, and the thin sword in her hand swung three times in a row, and her figure actually rose instead of falling, and it was a vertical upward. These three swings slashed out three sword qi, and the three sword qi that were as white as the waning moon came in an instant. The frenzied ice man didn't even dodge, crossed his arms to block the front door, and after three muffled bangs, he slid backwards three meters.
Eight cracks were left in the ground, and the sharp claws on his toes were pushed out even though they were tightly clasped to the ice of the ice field.
The next moment, six wounds burst out where his arms were crossed, and blood sprayed out in an instant. Many knights had happy smiles on their faces, but before they could steady, they gradually stiffened. The wounds actually began to close, the gushing blood gradually stopped, and everyone's faces showed a solemn look.
The crazy ice man shook his arms hard, and the blood on his arms fell to the ground, he strode forward and ran forward, his right hand was pulled diagonally behind him, aimed at the falling Jasmine, and punched it directly.
This punch was strong and heavy, and before the fist arrived, the fist of the gang wind arrived first, and the strength of Jasmine's body was hunting. Seeing that Jasmine was about to be hit by this earth-shattering punch, she didn't panic, her upper body sank down, and she reached out to press her fist. Some knights couldn't help but exclaim, if this punch really hit, I'm afraid that Jasmine's arm will be useless.
However, I saw that the frost battle qi quickly condensed on Jasmine's left hand, and the entire left hand was like a delicate ice sculpture artwork, reflecting a special luster. Her hand lightly pressed on Bingman's fist, and the huge force and wind instantly blew away the frost on Jasmine's left hand, revealing the color of flesh. She threw her arm back, pressed harder, and then the force flipped deftly, and her toes were as straight as a cone, and she slammed into Bingman's shoulder.
Bing Man raised his head and roared, shook his shoulders vigorously, stretched out his palm as big as a tray and grabbed it on his shoulder.
Jasmine is like a branch in the wind, gently twisting with the wind, she holds the hilt of the thin sword with both hands, the tip of the sword is pointing downward, and she stabs hard!
Time seems to freeze in this moment!
Jasmine kicked Bingman's head with another foot, and rolled over and fell to the ground. She swung her thin sword and slowly inserted it into its scabbard. Thin lips curled slightly, and he bowed slightly to Wren, "The barbarian who offended you has been beheaded, my lord." ”
The ice brute slammed to the end, twitching from time to time, and the huge body shrank rapidly as if it had been pierced out of a hole balloon.
Jasmine's sword just now was directly inserted into the spine of the ice man, and the frost battle qi quickly destroyed his body functions. Even if Bingman still has a breath now, he is not far from death.
Wren got out of the carriage and walked over to Bingman's side, lifting his foot to pick up Bingman's heavy chin. The bloodshot eyes rolled slightly, rolling over to look at Wren.
Wren lifted his foot and stomped on Bingman's cheek hard, grinding hard. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it with his palm upward, and Martin immediately ran over to untie the long sword from his waist and placed it in Wren's hand. Wren grabbed the long sword, stabbed it into Bingman's eye socket, twisted it hard with a cold face, and everything was calm.
"I've read a book. Wren let go of the hilt of his sword, took out his handkerchief and wiped his hands, and walked towards the carriage, "The book says that some non-human bloodline has a very special talent called madness. Change your structure through extreme emotions such as anger and sadness. He glanced back at the corpse on the ground that was gradually cooling, "You say, this kind of thing can also be called a human?"
"Martin, send someone to send the news back here, at least to make those big men in the imperial capital vigilant. ”
If the Ice Barbarian will go berserk, it means that the Ice Barbarian's danger level has increased by more than one level. When the ice barbarians are not mad, they can use several times the elite soldiers of one enemy, and once they go berserk, their strength, speed, and physical strength are greatly increased, and one person can sweep away a knight squad. Such a force does not need much, as long as there are 10,000 people, it can sweep through the major legions of the entire empire.
Of course, war is not a battle for data, and whoever has good data will win. Although the Desi are far inferior to these aliens and non-human races in terms of physical fitness, the intelligence of the Desi people has given the Orlando Empire powerful magical equipment. A variety of high-level magic items are enough to form a powerful barrier to stop the ice barbarians' steps.
As I said before, war is not a fight for data, nor is it a fight for reason. The Ice Barbarians have already shown a stronger threat, so it is necessary to make the Empire pay attention to it in case the other party suddenly attacks and catches the Empire by surprise.
"Take these two corpses back with you and give them to the Imperial Academy to see where their talent for madness comes from. ”
On the holy mountain, the high priest's closed eyes opened suddenly, she stood up with some confusion, walked to the edge of the palace and looked at the endless sea of clouds and the looming ice field, and always felt that something was not right. In her exploration, with such a dazzling divinity, in terms of strength, it will not be much weaker than her. But during the whole process, only the human swordsman made a move, and the golden light didn't even move much.
Is that golden light disdainful of making a move with Bingman, or is that golden light unable to do it?
As the high priest of Dumeron, he carries the will of the gods and receives a lot of information from the inheritance.
God, this very mysterious thing in the eyes of others, in her eyes, is not mysterious at all. God is made up of three parts, the Godhead, the Godhead, and the Godhead.
The divine body is like a vessel that can hold the godhead and divinity without being blown up.
The Godhead is the source of all the power of the gods, and it is also the embodiment of the law, and it is one of the most important things of the gods. Once he loses his godhead, he loses all his law power and is no longer a god. Divinity is something that is difficult to describe, and it can also be said that it is the soul of a god. The wonders of the soul are hard to decipher. Even if the high priest passed on the memories from a true god, he could not explain the pure divinity.
After Ragnarok, the gods fell, and the godhead disintegrated into the most primitive laws and reintegrated into the world. Without Godhead, it is naturally impossible to give birth to gods, and the only thing that can exist is the divine body and divinity.
She saw an incomplete divinity in that golden light, suggesting that the other party might also be the host of a god, or the reincarnation of a fragment of a god's soul. It also indirectly shows that the other party's body is special, and it is very likely that the blood of the gods flows.
Then he must have some power that only gods possess.
It may seem contradictory, but it's not at all.
If you have the three foundations, you are a true god.
If there is no godhead, he is a demigod.
That golden light is a demigod!
There are many kinds of demigods, some of them have the power to rival the gods, but some of them can't exert the slightest bit of power.
Maybe that golden light is the latter.
The high priest exhaled a light breath, and many Xiaoice crystals instantly condensed in the air in front of her, floating away.
That's good news, at least she doesn't want to clash with someone with divine powers! Her plan is more important than anything else!
I should have gone and seen that guy with my own eyes, not through spells.
The High Priest made up his mind to see the golden light for himself!
"I'm going to go out and take care of your child during my absence, don't let anyone wake him up. The high priest commanded, and the whole person instantly shattered into countless ice crystals and fell to the ground.
The saint nodded a little blankly, looking at the ice crystals on the ground, as if thinking about something.
Rennes, who was far away, hit the road again, and solving the two ice barbarians did not make him confident about the future, but only made him more worried.
Although the population of the Moon Tree Division is the smallest tribe on the ice field, it is much more powerful than his current group!
Let's hope there won't be another direct conflict like this!