As Nether's knife was pointed at the Guardian, the Guardian's armor began to rattle wildly.

"A warning, please give up attacking the guardians, or the first level of restraint will be untied. ”

"The first level of shackles has been untied, second warning, please give up attacking the defenders, otherwise the second level of shackles will be untied. ”

“......”

The sound continued, and the guardian had taken another step, the armor on his body flicking, revealing some gaps.

Nether felt the forces of nature around him rush towards the guardians, scrambling to greatly increase the strength of the guardians.

As the third-level restraints were untied, most of the armor was undone, and the true face of the guardian appeared in front of Nether.

The Guardian's true body is a pile of rotten flesh, exuding an aura of decay, completely inhuman, with various bloodshot eyeballs in the rotten flesh, and a total of three eyeballs on his face.

Within its body, metal frames could be seen piercing its body, as well as blades with handles running across it, and with each movement of the Guardian, the blades would cut through its body, and then heal the next moment, only to be torn apart again with its movements.

This device is the final restraint, and once the guardian is untied, it will burst out completely.

If Nether's body is the heir of a serpent, then the guardian is a god.

The heirs of God in the wrong situation are iniquities.

The Guardian's eyes stared at Nether, then pounced in an instant.

In the metal stand on its chest, a voice was heard.

"Please do your right mission, or you will eventually be untied!"

Nether ignored the other and leaned sideways, holding the knife in his hand across his face.

I have to say that fighting is indeed an addictive thing, and when Nether was a sorcerer as his main profession, he rarely craved to fight, and he only wanted to fight just to test his spells.

However, after the world was mainly fought in close combat, he gradually developed a desire to fight.

It's not because you want to fight for other reasons, but because you want to fight.

In Nesser's opinion, this is a good thing.

Unlike a sorcerer, a knight, or more often a warrior, has evolved into a battle at its core, and the knight's destiny lies in battle.

Life force will be active in the heat of battle, and the desire to fight is essential if you want to become a powerful knight.

"The vitality of the agitated state and the vitality of the silent state are completely different forces. The thought of Nether flickered away, and he didn't care.

The thunder exploded, and the long knife in Nether's hand exploded first, leaving only a hilt, which was held in Nether's hand.

The blade fragments turned into swimming fish and swam around, causing waves of ripples.

And the handle of the knife in Nether's hand also flashed with lightning, and the blade composed entirely of lightning quickly formed.

Looking at the guards who pounced, Nether waved the thunder knife in his hand, the length of the thunder knife was still growing, and from a distance, Nether was not wielding a long knife, but a long thunder whip.

Thunder and lightning rubbed against the guardian's body, stimulating its state of life, but the guardian ignored it, its rotting flesh wriggling to break free from the metal frame.

As the Snake Sect, the most successful and unsuccessful test subject, the strength of the guardian makes the experimenter sigh.

In the eyes of some experimenters, the strength of the guardian is not inferior to the son of the snake, or even surpasses that of the son of the snake, but the strength of the guardian is too uncontrollable.

For this, they spent a great deal of money to restrain the guards.

Connie had also talked about the Guardian's abilities in general before, not that she didn't want to go into details, but because no one had ever seen the Guardian's full burst state, and most of its abilities were just superficial tests.

The Guardian has an immortal body, which seems to be immortal in time, a part of its life force is protected by time, and from the moment it is born, it is destined not to die, this is the original words of the researchers who studied it in the first place.

Secondly, the guardian can absorb the natural forces around it without limit, and these natural forces will provide it with power, and its immortal body allows it to use these powers to the maximum extent without any scruples.

Then there are the eyes on its body, which seem to not only provide it with vision, but also see things that are difficult for ordinary people to see, and then respond in strange ways.

It was almost because of the eyes on its body that it was out of control.

The effect of this information is actually not very large, and the strength of the guardian is almost all-round.

The immortal body gives it the confidence not to fear all attacks, and as a loser of the son of the serpent, it hates the successful individual of Nether.

The thunder knife cut its body, it didn't care at all, it rushed in stunned, and with a single mouth, it could see all kinds of natural forces condensed into a small black dot, which exploded completely as it opened its mouth.

With its mouth as a track and its open place as a jet port, the power of nature condensed into the state of a laser cannon and sprayed out.

Nether didn't have time to dodge, so he could only raise the knife and swing it again, and the thunder knife as long as a whip cut accurately on it.

A violent explosion sounded, and the collision of energy caused an explosion, and the violent light obscured the other people's sensory organs, and the necromancer released by Heyman was completely destroyed when it grazed to the edge.

After the explosion had subsided for a moment, the mechanical voice was heard and continued, "The Serpent's Son is out of orbit, the Time Engine Guardian has suffered heavy damage, and the shackles have finally been lifted. ”

I saw a headless body in the pit slowly crawling up, it shook its non-existent head twice, and the rotten pieces of flesh quickly piled up, and when it was about to grow a new head, it seemed to sound something, and its palm went directly from the head that had not yet grown completely, through its neck to its chest, and with a strong pull, a pile of slightly deformed metal was torn out.

The metal was still repeating the ...... Relieve...... Relieve......

Throwing it to the ground and stepping on it hard, the metal completely deformed, and the sound of lifting stopped.

Then the head grew completely, and the eyes in the rotten flesh also stared to the other side.

The snake skin on the upper half of Nether's body was basically shattered, and at this moment, only the lower half of his body was left with some rags to cover his body, and then he continued to repair himself, and the handle of the knife in his hand turned into powder with a slight movement.

To the madness of the Guardians, white scales appeared on the upper half of Nether's body, which protected Nether and the explosion did not cause any damage to Nether.

Patting the ashes on the scales, he snapped off the two broken scales, and new scales grew at once, and Nether put on the snake skin that was gradually repairing itself.

"Is my physique already so strong?" Nesser was slightly puzzled, this physical strength did not match Nesser's research on the structure of life.

"Is the power of time strengthened?" Nesser looked to the room in the distance.