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There was a sudden silence on the battlefield. шщ

The red mist slowly extended, wrapping the surrounding qiē with a layer of undetectable blood, and it seemed that the remnants of the sound in the air were also slowly swallowed up. The waning moon in the sky turned the hue of blood into a cold dimness, like an indescribable heaviness, silently pressing on everyone's heart.

"Be careful, this guy's power has lost contact with Arestotele, but it's still the power of a god, and if we can't separate him from the godblood, we won't win. Tugging at the Dark Elf's wrist and leading her back silently, Miss Half-Elf had quietly delivered a message to the Psychic Warlock.

"Is there anything you can do to distract him?"

"Unfortunately, no, it's the blood of God, part of God...... With the strength of me and the rotten melon, I can't do it now. ”

"It's so troublesome...... It seems that I have to flash first. ”

"Listen carefully! I mean, you can't do it yet...... But as long as you can find a way to hit him hard, I think there is still a certain chance, as long as you give him a few hard blows, so that he is unable to control the divine blood, I have a seventy or eighty percent chance of getting that thing down. ”

"Don't be a big pant at a young age. But give him a few hard blows? He almost disemboweled me just now...... You really don't have a backache when you stand and talk. ”

"I'm not small! Besides, god's blood is a very useful thing, even if it is a waste like Arestotele, his blood can also be refined into an incomparably powerful potion. With just a hint of this thing, I'm sure any mage would go crazy for it. What's more, if you give it to the goddess, she is likely to give you more rewards."

"Give him a few hard blows, won't you?" I'll try......" Edward gently reached out his hand, letting the velvety robe slide to his wrists, revealing his slender fingers...... A signature smile curled up at the corners of his pale mouth.

Fortunately, the degree of communication of thoughts is free from the limitation of time in the general sense, and the conversation between the two is only completed in an instant. Otherwise, the gaps brought by these few boring words might be enough for the old guy on the other side to make a few raids.

As his eyes were fixed on the red figure, a thought flashed through the mind of the Psychic Warlock.

It's just that his eyes that have been infected with silver have shrunk slightly—now that the spiritual power is getting stronger. He will no longer ignore these unwarranted speculations in his mind like ordinary people, but will carefully use them as a reference and hint.

In the world constructed by psychic abilities, idealism represents not just a meaningless word, but the cornerstone of the entire world.

"First, I should praise you. Young spellcaster. You have indeed shaken me and had a very bad influence on my Lord's plan. ”

The old voice broke the short silence, and the red figure stood quietly in the air...... With his blood-colored eyes, he swept over the guards around him, eventually returning to his black robes.

With a light sigh, he seemed to have sorted out his feelings. Let the anger and anger that was about to go crazy just now be swept away from the words:

"Someone like you should be able to know that the current state of affairs is irreparable, no matter how much damage has been done to my temple. It doesn't matter anymore, I'm in control of the Rytgar family. In the end, it will only restore a qiē, even if it takes a little more effort. And you, doomed not to be able to reverse this qiē......"

"Unreversible?"

Edward sneered softly and narrowed his eyes.

For a psychic man, pretending to be calm is meaningless.

Although the dark red of the other person's body melted away all the tentacles of thought that touched it like acid, the psychic warlock could still clearly capture the negative emotional fluctuations that belonged to the human being.

"Since you have such power, why do you want to tell me any reason? Mr. Priest, you can't forget that your god Ares and the Dark Lady have been married for a long time, right?

"Do you want to try, then? with your weak strength? The inherent stupidity of human beings always seems to be the source of hubris. Well, it's simple......"

In the voice of a sigh, the attack moves!

The crimson color came from the short sword with tiny jagged fangs that he held in his hand at some point...... His whole body shot at Edward like a missile!

It was a split-second thing......

It was as if everyone pursed their lips and was about to take in a breath of cold air, but before the chest could expand, the scarlet, smooth and indifferent face of the divine blood incarnation, with the electric blue fire in its eyes, had already appeared near their field of vision! The terrible change made it impossible for people to even have time to restrain their pupils, so that dim red glow turned into an overwhelming cold aura- Although it is as red and bright as a flame, the moment it comes into contact with it, every trace of temperature in the depths of the soul will be taken away by it lightly!

So everyone, including the two priests, subconsciously retreated, watching the red light that occupied the field of vision rub by, and then there was a sharp friction sound of toothache, followed by a bang explosion, when the magic flame burst into flames, a few eyes noticed that the two hostile people had already left the space in place, and the red shadow was standing dozens of feet away, in front of a crystal wall that was expanding.

In everyone's incredulous eyes, they could only grasp this established fact, and only the psychic warlock understood that short moment, the battle of life.

Chilling and dangerous battles

One thought in an instant, one thought in twenty thoughts. Twenty moments is a flick of a finger, and a flick of a finger is only seven seconds......

But it's a moment to describe this encounter. But there was not the slightest exaggeration - only Edward could see the red light, it was the dark red humanoid that had been brought up in less than a second, and he changed direction three times, each time crossing the dagger in his hand forward to create a cross-shaped sword mark!

But just before his blade touched his body, the air seemed to be given life, and it viscously arched automatically. A solid wall was formed, and then it collided with the blade with a muffled bang, and a shockwave visible to the naked eye spread out in all directions on the wall of air with the dagger blade as the center, and the wall immediately appeared fine and dense cracks, and then split apart and cracked with a bang!

The next moment, it was the mage armor that automatically extended on the robe. Layers of water-like energy ripples solidified the air, supporting the jagged fangs of the dark red sword body, and then burning like flames in the next moment!

Behind the blade is the heart of the Psychic Warlock!

It was enough to make a human body shudder slightly—there was no cold feeling that followed the horror, because sweat could not only be soaked out of the body for such a short period of time. The heart didn't have time to beat, and only the sudden contraction of the pupils could keep up with the swift fear.

The silver streamer is formed in the mind, and the spar is infused. With an indescribable perception of time, the soul of a psychic warlock is involved.

Gray fills the eyes. Solidify a qiē in a separate time.

Time plus.

Edward sighed.

In one of the previous hourglasses, in the secret lair of the King of Stratagem, he met little decent resistance, and the power of the enslaved dwarves and human laborers when they were freed was enough to turn the world upside down. But even so, it was still a little difficult to clear out the more than 100 people who were left behind, which made him spend some energy.

In retrospect, it is clear that this constitutes some dangerous waste.

The embodiment of the blood of a god...... Knowing that there was such an opponent, he would definitely save his strength to the greatest extent and deal with the battle.

This thought only lasted for a short moment, and then the pressure on his chest made Edward shocked!

The scene of time and cracking in the battle with the Blazing Sky Servant flashed in his mind, and he couldn't help but reflexively roll backwards, and the wolf bèi left the place in a reluctant! After rolling three times, he supported his body and turned his head to look around, but the world in his eyes was still covered by the silent darkness, symbolizing that the power of psionic energy was still working......

When his gaze froze on the figure not far away, the frightened psychic warlock couldn't help but lie in a big groove in his heart!

The dark red figure raised its arms, and it was still moving forward slowly, as slowly as a snail, but with great determination, poking the jagged dagger forward!

Although time plus is equivalent to time stopping in magic, neither of them really brings events to a standstill, but the caster's actions enter another kind of time to run...... In other words, Edward's understanding is just moving himself in an almost light form, but in the time just before this, the other party was still able to make a moving movement, in a sense, this is more surprising to Edward than the feats of the Blazing Divine Servant who cracked the time plus with just one glance.

However, surprise is surprise, and his heart is somewhat settled.

Miss Lisa's hint to him was very accurate, all this guy could rely on was the remnants of the god's blood, and although this power was huge, it was not the vast and endless will of the gods that drove it.

It's just a human being.

......

Twelve seconds is fleeting.

In the perception of the incarnation of divine blood, every movement of that enemy suddenly became undetectable, so the bright red eyes swept in front of him, rising and extending the crystal wall, and the old man's face couldn't help but show a trace of doubt. Then, when he turned his head, he noticed the black shadow, which was already standing in the other corner of his sight—the telemancer stretched out a thin wand in his hand for a long time, pouring the surging positive energy into the body of the woman nestled in the crook of his arm.

The female swordmaster struggled in surprise, but unfortunately she couldn't seem to use her strength...... Although the four wounds on the limbs are constantly closing in positive energy, it is the one who caused this injury. But it wasn't just an ordinary longsword—the somewhat ornately decorated saber in the Duke's hand. It seemed to be just the simplest battle array command sword, but a glimmer of red light made it a vicious weapon comparable to a poison blade.

"You're not a mage? No, should it be the so-called Demon Martial Arts Double Cultivator? Cunning guy, you do have a little bit of luck, but you should understand, luck. It can't always be with you. ”

The old man frowned. In the mind, I look for the possibility of explaining this qiē.

If that enemy was just a simple mage, then it was true that his throat would have been cut a long time ago, but what kind of demonic and martial arts dual cultivation ...... I'm afraid I'll just die a little faster.,Although this world has the rules of magic.,But against an assassin who has been blessed to the limit of divine energy.,When you can only use the word invincible to describe the existence of zài.,Whether it's pure swordsmanship or magic.。 I'm afraid that they can only end up being killed instantly.

No, obviously it's not so simple, you can see it on him, a strong purgatory aura...... Then his power as an ordinary person should come from trading with the creatures of the lower realm. But that's not a problem, the power of the demons. No matter how much it is instilled, it is impossible to contend with a true god.

Any resistance, in the face of absolute power, is meaningless.

However, as soon as the words fell, the old man's body trembled violently!

Because dozens of feet away. Another avatar of him who was standing there was the blood-colored humanoid who had once been a greatsword swordsman. In a ridiculous gesture at the moment—he turned his head, as if he was using all his strength to twist his body, to grasp the black hilt in his vision, but he couldn't—the massive blade that was more than five feet long and originally belonged to him had been pulled out of the rubble at some point, and then driven by a force, stabbing tenaciously into his body, and then breaking through the bloody body.

On the section where the blood-red body was cut, the mist emitted a sizzling sound, but the surging force on the giant sword never stopped, only pressing the steel downward, crossing the last distance, this last resistance was so insignificant, so the next moment, the lifeless scarlet broke completely, leaving only the blade to smash into the ground with a dull roar.

The blood-red monster raised its head, and the movement froze there, finally turning into a long wail...... His body violently disintegrated, turning into countless mist and escaping in all directions.

Vanish.

What's going on!

The face of the incarnation of divine blood twitched, and in his blood-red eyes, the blue luster flashed endlessly, symbolizing the surprise in his heart, which had reached the point of no return!

Having lost the direct protection of the will of the gods, he was powerless and had no time to give instructions to his doppelganger - in fact, he did not direct the duke to cooperate with his attack for the same reason...... But he didn't expect that it was just a distraction, and his opponent had already hit both at the same time!

Who is he, no, really a simple 'man'?

Is that really a 'person' capable of doing it?

In the body and mind of the god's blood, such a question involuntarily floated, the power given by the gods is so powerful, it is almost impossible for mortals to imagine, just a moment ago, he was still immersed in the ecstasy brought by that incomparable power, confident that he could control a qiē, complete the greatest scheme, and become the most glorious existence under the gods, but now, that ecstasy and self-confidence involuntarily began to dissipate—

In that barrage of blows.

Of course, he had no way of knowing the panic he had felt in his opponent's heart, nor did he know the anxiety in the mind of the psychic warlock—even if he was possessed by divine blood, his soul was still only a mortal, and he had no time to keep his mind clear in the midst of all these ensuing shocks, the lair was torn down, the lack of manpower, the chaotic plans, the loss of God's protection, and the need to make progress in the plan without dominance of strength, these terrible problems haunted him, and he was able to think normally and be calm enough.

And a psychic warlock cannot give his opponent the opportunity to gain insight into his own thinking.

He stared at the young man's face, his long hood hanging slightly, the shadow covering the upper part of his pale cheeks, and all his expressions covered in darkness, and only a pale and indifferent smile could be seen on the pursed corners of his mouth, and the silver sparkle of his eyes in the shadows.

It was cold, like the afterglow of metal.

The monster created by the god involuntarily tensed his body, and he took a deep breath, so the wisps of red mist around him were scattering and splashing like water waves, spreading in all directions. But it wasn't a ripple of water, but a dark force that brought ruin. They concentrate lightly, invisible erosion, to kill that enemy invisibly!

Wisps of divine blood are constantly concentrating on him, constricting, and stabbing towards him!

But in an uncontrollable way.

Or rather, it wasn't a thorn at all, it wasn't an attack, it was being unstoppable...... Absorb!

This terrifying cognition shocked the Divine Blood Incarnation!

The red mist writhed and violently withdrew towards its original master! However, he immediately appeared, and this process became irreversible! The power in the mist was no longer like a finger, but became extremely difficult and heavy, and the part closest to the enemy rushed towards the enemy as if it had found a new home!

This is simply incredible, the blood of God, representing the power of God, that is the most grandiose and unpredictable power in this multiverse, how can it be so light by other beings......

Tamed?

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