Chapter 324

pain!

This is one thing that all intelligent creatures try their best to avoid in their life. As long as their heads are normal, no one wants to carry this thing all the way. But in a peaceful world, this wish is easy to realize, but in an era that is not peaceful, this wish seems very slim.

For example, now, Dick falls to the ground and spreads out from his chest. The pain not only acts on the body, but also causes deeper damage. It is the chaos carried by the hammer that runs rampant in Dick's body, directly triggering the counterattack of the holy power that does not belong to Dick's drive.

So after the pain of almost breaking the bone, another wave of heartbreaking, as if tens of thousands of knives were scraping the bone, the same pain hit again. The conflict of energy in the body made Dick black in front of his eyes. When he opened his mouth, he spat out a mouthful of blood with black smell, and there were pieces of internal organs in it.

The physical condition, which was better after being extracted some energy by Muru, returned to the early stage of the holy energy conflict, where moving a finger would make the whole body twitch.

He lay on the ground, trying to make himself stand up, but he couldn't. those saints in his body didn't pay attention to Dick's master's will, and those saints who could be controlled by him couldn't stop those lawless, coagulated saints in every blood vessel and bone marrow.

Every breath is painful!

Paladin has lost the power of counterattack, but it doesn't mean that Goodall will mercifully let him go. In fact, Goodall can see Dick's current state at a glance. He strides over with a smile. With a wave of his hand, a spiral shadow arrow can easily pierce the weak shield around Dick's body and pierce into his body.

Then there was another wave of Saint energy's rampage. Worse still, this time even the power of order joined in, because the shadow arrow that gugal pierced into his body was full of chaotic power. The power of order was only actively fighting back, but it made Dick's situation worse.

The holy energy forced into Dick's body by the spirits of the Holy Light's wish chapel, the shadow of crazy destruction, the pervasive chaos and the order of active counterattack, four different forces regard Dick's body as a battlefield, fighting in all directions, every blood vessel and every muscle trembling, which is the afterwave of energy shock vanishing.

In this case, Dick can't even activate Naru's shield, not to mention counterattack, because it's too painful!

Force the holy energy through a chaotic body, the pain is no less than lingchi.

Gugall went up to Dick, raised his foot and stepped on the paladin's chest. He stamped down hard. Dick's face turned red and another mouthful of blood gushed out.

The ogre laughed. He bent down, grabbed Dick by the neck, lifted him up, and yelled to the terrified audience,

"Look! This is your hero! This is your dawn Knight! He is as weak as a worm in front of the power of the twilight God! I just need a pinch to end his life! "

Dick's body can't move, but he knows that gugall is forcing. His energy value represents his body's tenacity and anti Strike ability. That value has long exceeded 3500, which is beyond the level of some epic heroes who are not good at frontal combat.

In other words, Dick's physical tenacity is beyond imagination. Even gugal can't kill him just by pinching his neck, but it's useless to understand this, because it can't change Dick's dilemma.

This cruel scene makes the eloquent gulgo and woody look at each other. What should we do?

In recent years, Azeroth's most outstanding justice hero is being beaten by a barbarian ogre who doesn't look like a good man. No matter how gulgo covers up, he can't reverse Dick's dilemma. All the audience can see Dick's embarrassment, and the paladins can't even fight back!

Gugall squeezed Dick's neck with one hand, shook it left and right, and pumped it on the wall of the arena. In this process, the blood from the corner of Dick's mouth spilled out like no money. The thick blood was mixed with gold, silver, black and purple light, just like the most beautiful jewelry, but the light shining on it was so cold.

"Go to hell! Kesun will come back to life! Start with your death

"Bang!"

The hammer of Twilight hits Dick's abdomen again, chaos power and shadow power are penetrated into Dick's body again, the balance just reached is broken again, and the energy rampage appears again.

"Cough... Poof"

Blood splashed, Dick is now like a pocket full of blood, and there is a gap in the pocket, pain, all his nerves are crazy warning, the unimaginable pain has numbed all his nerves, Paladin can swear, this is the most terrible day he has experienced from seven years ago to now.

Every minute, every second for him, is torture!

With both hands holding the hammer of twilight, gugall madly beat Dick's body circling in the air, just like performing how to make an adult into a powder. In this process, the shadow energy and chaotic energy injected into the paladin's body are getting stronger and stronger, and it is very difficult to resist only relying on Dick's power of holy energy and order.

At the moment when the balance machine was about to break, another tyrannical force burst into it. It was the holy energy that never obeyed Dick's orders, but was stubbornly stored in the paladin's body. It was the irascible holy energy that belonged to the paladins who died in the war.

Before, they just passively counterattacked the shadow and chaos of the collision. This is the first time that they are so active.

And with the recommendation of time, after more than ten seconds, there are more and more holy energies rushing into the energy battlefield, and Dixon Buddha suffers more and more from the general pain of Volley!

Those saints could live in every drop of his blood and every tendon. It was hard to imagine the pain of breaking away. But in the pain of almost losing the paladin, Dick seemed to see a faint hope.

Because those holy energies, those stimulated holy energies, after leaving his sojourn, Dick suddenly found that he could control them. Although he was not as skilled as his accumulated holy energies, it would be more than enough if he only used them for battles without precise operation.

As a result, in the more and more crazy beating of gugal, the chaotic shadow covering the whole arena and the magic bombing of doomsday, a shining Holy Shield appeared on the surface of Dick's body.

The viku soldier who has been watching all this smacks his mouth with great interest. Everything that happens in Dick's body can't escape his eyes. In his perception, there is terrible energy in the paladin's body, but he can't mobilize it at all. Moreover, these energies further prevent the operation of his original energy, but weaken his combat effectiveness.

But now, under the pressure of such extreme pain and death, the energy that is solid in the paladin's body is being "smashed" bit by bit under the attack of the stupid ogre, and then re integrated into the paladin's control.

Looking at this incredible scene, gavinson seems to return to his tribe in the broken islands. In the cold wind, the best blacksmiths in the tribe constantly beat the protoembryo of the steel, forging it into a sharp sword under the fire and high temperature.

Without the forging and burning of the flame, the iron can only be useless waste. Now, Dick is just like being placed in the furnace of the abyss called pain. Those deadly attacks are the falling hammers. With his will and his soul as sacrifice, his real potential and tusks are being forged.

He is like a long sword that has been blunted. He is undergoing another round of forging. If he can survive, he will become sharper and more deadly than before. If he can't survive, then his only end is to be broken, and then be mercilessly thrown into the fire and become the fuel of the next sword.

Gavindt looks at the scene with no expression. He knows how painful the forging is. As a soldier, he has been used to the pain for a long time. It will only make him more angry and crazy. But can Dick survive the maddening pain?

Viku people don't know, but he hopes that dick can survive, which means that he will have a real good opponent. It means that his time and waiting here are not in vain. He has heard about Dick's past in the tavern here. This knight, he shouldn't go down like this. This is a round of test he must accept!

He should die on the battlefield, not on the bed, not in the energy rampage beyond his control.

So at the next moment, Gavin Sant didn't know what kind of mentality he was out of. He put his hands to his mouth and yelled,

"Asshole! Make it through, and beat that fool over

This loud cry is like a red iron sword thrown into a quiet pool. Other audiences who are silent because of this desperate scene, Fang fo, seize the light. They stand up from their seats and hold their arms high. Although most of them are not good men and women, they are not true heretics, They prefer paladins.

At least paladins will not force them to sacrifice their brothers and relatives for various reasons. At least paladins will not make a mess of this abominable world! At least paladins don't drag them to hell!

So, let the bastard who shouts chaos die!

"Dick, hold on!"

"Get through it and beat him up!"

"Knight Dick, hold on! We must insist

The chaotic shouts soon formed waves of neat shouts, "hold on!"

The little prince looked at this scene with tears in his eyes. He felt justice and light here. Old Chen also stood up. Lili waved her long stick, while Madian abandoned the grace of the mage and stood on the chair like a madman, waving his fist.

Gulgo and woody looked at each other again, but as a gold medalist, he naturally knew what to do at this time.

"Hold on! Dick, listen to the audience. Get up and beat that fool! Let its head be your souvenir! Let its cry be a stepping stone to your glory

Looking at the scene of unity, joraqi couldn't help looking back at the dwarf warlock from the black iron bar. He saw that the warlock had released a large range of spiritual suggestion magic, which was perfectly fueling the flames!

Prager also noticed jorazi's gaze. Under his orange cowboy hat, there was a harmless smile,

"It's just a small help. The Duke won't annoy me for it, will he?"

"No, I want to say, well done! You know... I hate them, too. "