The distance grew closer, and in just a few seconds, Scott rushed out of a distance of hundreds of meters and came to the feet of Osirian. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info and Osirian's appearance is getting clearer and clearer after removing the cover of sand and dust.

Osirian's body was taller than Scott had estimated, his head shrouded in a majestic eagle mask, and his entire upper body shrouded in the husk of Thorsilver and xenomorph insect shells, emitting a pale blue glow at all times, making him appear indestructible. The most striking thing was that the golden disc behind his head, supported by two equally golden horns, emitted a faint golden light, reflecting Osirian as if he were a god.

But none of this can stop Scott's fanatical fighting spirit, on the Roland continent, he has already understood his own path, and any battle against a stronger opponent is an opportunity for him to become stronger, and he will not let go of any battle.

Charge, jump, punch!

"Boom!"

A ferocious shockwave stirred up in the air, but it wasn't Scott's fist, it was Osirian's!

The last shot came first, and the huge fist made of obsidian, shrouded in Thorsilver and Xenomorph insect shells, slammed into the body to avoid the inevitable Scott, and knocked him away in one fell swoop!

The force of the blow was so powerful that Scott flew a few tens of meters before slamming into a huge obsidian pillar standing on a platform, causing a huge crater.

But the incantation-strengthened body was also amazingly defensive, and Scott just shook his neck and jumped out of the pit.

"It's fierce, but it's not enough to take me down!"

The clothes on his body had already been torn in the previous battle, faintly revealing the huge magical words behind him, Scott spat out a slightly fishy spit, tore off the remaining clothes on his body, and then roared like a giant bear to rush towards Osirian again.

Dodge, punch, dodge, punch!

Osrien's punches weren't as clumsy as his size suggested, but Scott, who couldn't dodge, was able to dodge his punches by a fraction of a second.

Because at this moment, Scott has activated the spell and gathered behind it to form a magic text, and this time it comes with a dodge!

Scott, who resets the path of the Mithril Emblem in the core of the Mithril Fortress, restores the excess soul fragments that give Scott the effect of composing three basic enchanted characters, which are a mongoose that increases agility, a power that increases strength, and a dodge that increases dodge.

Osirion's fist couldn't hit Scott, but Scott's fist could hit Osirian, and with each blow, Scott felt like the hand of darkness was still in his palm, heavy and ferocious, leaving pits on Osirian's body.

"I am Osirian, Osirian the Unscarred. ”

"Your attacks won't work against me, little crawler. ”

Seeing that he couldn't hit Scott, Osrian simply stopped swinging his fist and slowly opened his mouth while letting Scott leave a pit on his body.

And the truth is also as Osrian said, visible to the naked eye, the pit that Scott had hit a few seconds ago was slowly bulging, and finally let out a crisp muffled sound, and then returned to its original state.

The enchanted words gathered by the spell required a lot of Scott's physical strength, and naturally it could not last, and after seeing that his attack was ineffective, Scott immediately jumped far away with the reaction force generated by Osrian's body.

With a long sulking breath in his chest, Scott looked at Osirian warily.

A constant muffled sound resounded on Osirian's body, and dozens of pits returned to their original shapes one by one as time passed.

Osrien, on the other hand, raised his arms high in the meantime, and he was already impatient.

"Desert, raise your sand and shade the sun!"

A majestic cry came out from under the raised eagle's head mask, and with Osrian's shout, countless clouds of sand and dust suddenly rose from the flat ground without wind, suddenly obscuring the sun's brilliance, so that Scott's vision could only penetrate a range of less than three meters.

This is the field!

Scott could feel that the gravel around him contained the power of the giants in front of him, although small but real, and it was not a field that could only affect a small area like the original three giant insects, but powerful enough to change the climate!

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Beyond the ruins of Angela, Shilomar is leading a group of the most elite Night Elf warriors on the Elves' unique frostbladed leopard towards the ruins of Angela.

But a familiar force suddenly rose in the ruins of Angela, and then countless clouds of dust suddenly rose up, obscuring the light of the sun in the sky, leaving only darkness between heaven and earth.

Although it is different from Antonidas's blizzard attributes, the sandstorm covers an equally wide area, and it is clear that Osirian's power is comparable to that of a human archmage.

The Night Elf warriors, who had just felt the cold of the blizzard, immediately accepted the attack of the sandstorm, but at this moment, in front of them, there were heroes they revered.

"Praise be to the moon god!"

Just silently reciting in her heart, a misty white light immediately enveloped Xiloma's whole body, and by the way, the Night Elf warriors she led also liberated from the shroud of the sandstorm.

There was also a ray of moonlight shining from the top of Shilomar's sacrificial staff, fixed in one direction, guiding the direction.

"Forward!"

With a soft snort, Shiloma took the lead and ran in the direction of the white light, and no matter how bumpy her mount was, the direction of the white light did not change.

Behind him, the Night Elf warriors did not hesitate, and immediately drove the leopard to dare to go, and at the same time followed in the footsteps of Shiloma, significantly speeding up their running.

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"Boom!"

The sandstorm hindered Scott's tracks, but it didn't have any effect on Osirian, and with one addition and one subtraction, the battle changed completely.

Each of Osrian's attacks could still be dodged by Scott, but the apparently powerful attacks left a scrape on Scott's body every time. As it accumulated, Scott was covered in scars and bloodied.

But Scott didn't even frown, he continued to dodge while observing.

Ever since Osrian shouted, the original glittering golden light of the golden disc behind him suddenly increased, and even the shadow of the sandstorm could not stop the transmission of this light.

At the same time, Scott could see that at the top of the tall obsidian pillars, there was also a golden glow.