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Chapter 964: 946 Frostbite Throwing Gun!
Chapter 964: 946 Frostbite Throwing Gun!
Chapter 964 946. Frostbite Throwing Spear!
?Seeing the enemy's attack, Eldridge finally stopped pretending.
?A ball of black mud shot towards Gwendelin like a long snake that tightened and then stretched rapidly.
??The giant with the broken leg fell down sideways, trying to block Eldridge's ejection with his broad body.
??But the black mud is Eldridge's body, and he can control it easily and flexibly.
Without any thought of wasting energy on the unpalatable giant, Eldridge's black mud body drew an arc and bit into Gwendolin.
?Shadow Sun's spirit has been weakened by the long period of tension.
?Until the last moment, he hurriedly cast magic again to move himself out.
?But in the end, he couldn't completely escape, and another snake leg was cut off by himself.
?The snake foot was rolled into Eldridge's body, tasting the flesh and soul of the gods.
?But as the snake foot was eaten by Eldridge, Gwendelin's feelings and thoughts were also transferred to his consciousness.
?That feeling is decisive and firm.
?I am the youngest son of Ge Wen, the King of Sunshine and King of Wuxin, and the successor of the God Clan.
I will never beg for mercy, I will never cry out, I will never tremble!
? Then Eldridge knew clearly—it seemed that this crucial meal would probably be no fun.
?So the profound saint, who knows that the 'eating concept' cannot be achieved, is not in the mood to spend more time now.
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Sullivan personally arrived at the mansion where he had lost an entire team of undead knights and a witch not long ago.
??This was once the residence of the Shadow Sun in Irushil, and later served as the temporary residence of Princess Youershika, the acting leader of the Knights of the Sword of the Dark Moon.
Sullivan rubbed the seven or eight expensive gold and silver bracelets and jewelry on his wrist. Under the papal crown, those deep and strange eyes looked playfully at the simple defense line still maintained outside the mansion. The Silver Knights.
??There is also the leader of the divine executioner, Smo.
? Sullivan had witnessed the flames of sin in his early years. From that moment on, the fire of endless ambition was kindled in the heart of the young magician.
?Ambition exists for the enjoyment of success.
?Sullivan is enjoying it now.
? He ??used the safety of Gwendelin as a bargaining chip, and the wealth and knowledge of Irushil and the entire protoss were in his hands.
? People say that starting to enjoy means that a person will become weak.
?But Sullivan doesn’t think so.
?Material enjoyment is just the spice he adds to his life.
?The fire of his ambition was never extinguished or even weakened. How can you be satisfied with some gold, silver and jewelry?
?Now, it is the final stage of the plan.
??When they came to the mansion this time, both Sullivan and Small knew that this would be the last time they saw each other.
?Because even Youershika, the last person that Sullivan needs to pay attention to, has left in this mansion.
?Only a group of insignificant knights remain.
?The Pope is not prepared to leave these stumbling blocks in front of him.
?He originally wanted to coerce You'ershika to step out of the defense line and imprison her in the prisoner's tower first.
?Then he would mobilize his forces and gradually eliminate the loyalists under the command of the Gods. Once the war goes unfavorably, she can be used as a hostage to force the loyalists to make concessions.
?This way you can easily become invincible.
?Once all the loyalists have been hanged, the hostages of the Gods will be useless.
?But I didn’t expect that the half-dragon girl who knew nothing would be decisive enough to run away in one breath.
?But it’s nothing.
?“Drink~”
?A gasping sound came from Pope Sullivan's feet.
Accompanied by the sound of breathing, sporadic snowflakes drifted down from the night sky, and a thin layer of snow flakes accumulated on the ground of Irushil, which was suddenly covered with a layer of ice.
?They were several knights who were generally tall and thin, but were on all fours and moved like wild beasts.
?The eyes of their full-face helmets emitted an icy blue light from the viewing holes.
The cold air carrying snowflakes overflowed from the gaps in the armor as they moved.
?Compared to the undead knights who are used as miscellaneous soldiers, these are the works that Sullivan has devoted his energy to.
?The Pope's war knight.
They were originally powerful knights of the Dark Moon Sword Knights, but before that, Sullivan would give them the powerful ring he had developed.
?The ring is inlaid with eyes condensed by power.
?After gazing into those black eyes, the knight will become emotionally high and have the desire to fight to the death, and in the end, the knight will be reduced to a beast-like berserker.
Without a sound, part of the knights of the Dark Moon Sword were eroded.
?Become a crazy lackey loyal to the Pope.
?In addition to these, there are also humanoid papal warrior knights wearing armor.
There are also monsters in Sullivan’s team that are similar in size to the Great Ferocious Jackal Dragon.
?The monster was like a crocodile, except that a large vertical hole was opened on its chest and abdomen, exposing the entire chest and abdomen.
?The ribs are turned outwards and no longer perform their duty of protecting the organs. Instead, they become jagged bone spurs that harm the enemy.
?This is also the result of Sullivan's research. Osroais likes to oppress magicians, and Sullivan likes to transform the priesthood into this.
??The way this kind of monster instinctively joins his hands in prayer after suffering a heavy blow always makes him laugh as if he was seeing a comic.
"Since Princess You'ershika has disappeared, I have to take you down to punish you, Lord Smo."
Even in the end, Sullivan will position himself in a position of ‘righteousness’.
Opposite him, Small just snorted coldly in his helmet and picked up his hammer the size of a water tank.
Sullivan wanted to resolve these uncertainties in one fell swoop, so he was ready to take action.
?He holds two long swords, which are considered longer half-swords in his hands. But if you convert the body shape to an ordinary person, it is basically a big sword, an extra big sword.
??As the youngest but highly accomplished well-known magician, Sullivan also has full confidence in his combat effectiveness.
?Just now in the reservoir, he easily killed Archbishop Macdonald.
??Had it not been for the fact that the two archbishops had brought too few clergymen, the transformed clergy beast might have been able to tear Macdonald apart without Sullivan having to do it himself.
?The war started in an instant.
?The silver knights, whose consciousness was blunted, after judging that the enemy was approaching, raised a large bow that was taller than them at a suitable distance.
? ?The bowstring is strung with arrows thick enough for ordinary people to make short spears.
?The dragon-hunting bow and dragon-hunting arrows are like crossbows in the hands of these powerful knights!
??The shaking of the bowstring shook the air!
?“Puff!”
With just one volley, a dozen large dragon-hunting arrows plowed through the formation of the undead knights like they were piercing sugar haws!
??After stabbing through several enemies, he still managed to thrust himself into the masonry ground of Irushil and nail him to it!
?But the Necromancer Knights are just Sullivan's miscellaneous soldiers.
?The fighting knights were as violent as wild beasts, each hissing cold white freezing air, and rushed towards the formation of the silver knights lying on the ground!
?Smoo whipped a war knight away with a hammer. In the hand of the war knight, he even held the Irushil straight sword that Gwendolin personally issued in the past.
The entire blade of the straight sword is made of magic-containing frost, with beautiful lines. When it shakes, water vapor that freezes into snowflakes due to the low temperature can be shaken off from the blade.
?It is the proof of a good knight.
??And now Sullivan allows them to still use these weapons, which is undoubtedly a mockery.
?Smo's bad temper became more and more intense amidst this mockery.
?His strength is indeed second to none, even among these ancient knights.
?But his body is too clumsy. In most cases, after knocking a knight away, he is unable to go up to make up for the damage and is killed on the spot.
?Following this, more and more flexible knights came to attack.
??The cold air on those frozen weapons is the magic of Lenglie Valley.
?Able to focus the freezing energy on the enemy's armor and body. You won't feel anything at first.
?Just waiting for the freezing air to freeze the armor and body unconsciously, and a piece will be broken immediately after the next blow!
?Smoo is very aware of the lethality of these freezing airs. He can also feel that these magical freezing airs are rapidly accumulating on his armor and body as the knights attack closely.
?Maybe the next blow will only last seven or eight more blows, and your armor will be frozen to the point that it can be broken!
?And your body will be even less optimistic after losing its armor.
?But Smo was powerless and didn’t want to worry about these things anymore!
?As the executioner of the Gods, he has served the Gods for tens of thousands of years. Now that the Gods are facing annihilation, he never thought he would survive in the first place!
"ha!"
?Punching the water jar-like hammer on the ground, a burst of white shadow suddenly appeared on his body.
?This is Smo's combat skill.
?After releasing [Combat Skill·Patience], Smo suddenly became more brave and unstoppable.
??But this is just an illusion caused by temporary strengthening. Small's mobility is too poor. It's not that he is not strong, but that he is not compatible with the battlefield environment.
??If in the past, when the Protoss had sufficient weapons, he would certainly be able to find a battlefield suitable for his performance, and even the Protoss' troops could build a battlefield specifically for him, a strong man.
?But now, the Gods have long been in decline.
?Smo was struggling and fighting, trying to use up his last strength to get close to Sullivan who was standing behind the military formation.
??But judging from the frequency of attacks and movement speed he is currently receiving, he will most likely die directly on the road.
?Blood gushed out from the cracks in the frozen armor, and a layer of red frost formed on it.
?Smo is still fighting hard.
“Fight me! Come here and fight me!”
?Thus he shouted to Sullivan.
??But all he got was a calm glance from the other party.
?The defense line is being dismembered.
??The thunder on the swords of the Silver Knights is fading, and on their armor, the freezing frost is expanding its coverage.
?Many enemies crowded around the Silver Knight, and then more enemies poked weapons with cold air in from the gaps.
?Perhaps the Age of Fire founded by King Gwen is really coming to an end, right?
?Smoo was already thinking this in his somewhat confused mind.
?Frostbite, broken skin, slashing, and hammering. These high-frequency attacks have greatly depleted his soul power.
?However, a sound of thunder and lightning that was so familiar to Small that he almost thought it was a hallucination rang in his ears.
?And Sullivan stood not far away, admiring Small's final charge.
?His body is covered with a huge shadow.
?That is an exquisite and chilling cross gun, this gun even penetrated the scales of an ancient dragon!
?The dragon-hunting spear that penetrated from high altitude was far more powerful than the dragon-hunting bows of the Silver Knights!
"bump!"
Just by plunging into the ground, the ground seemed to turn into a wave, stirring up waves of earth and rocks.
?The dust mist was shaken up, mixed with golden thunder!
After the smoke cleared, a knight wearing a golden lion armor stood next to the cross spear nailed to the ground.
?Subsequently, many white soul bodies fell down together!
?They looked at the Pope's minions and Pope Sullivan himself in silence.
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