The red fire and rain dripping down, and the strong plague fog swirling around the battlefield, belong to the legendary power and collide with each other in the sky. It is obvious that krabus is completely at a disadvantage, and his situation is extremely difficult.
"Revenge? Human?" Roderick looked at the plague legend like human in front of him and the dark green plague monster behind him. He smiled at will, but his face became colder and colder.
The number of plundering wars launched by the behlik Kingdom every year is also countless, resulting in endless killings. Occasionally, human revenge is just the loss of small tribes.
But the guy in front of him could set off a plague. He not only destroyed the garrison in heimu Province, but also almost completely destroyed the koker tribe.
"May you persevere in the punishment of my Lord!"
Roderick is no longer hesitant and is ready to fight with jennansen and shudaya to catch each other. Otherwise, once the God of plague pays attention here, things will come to an end.
Spiritual cohesion, shackles gradually become
Krabbs looked at the three legends in front of him. He was crazy. He knew that he was just a legend. Even if he didn't know the gap between legends, he didn't have any hope for himself in such a battle.
stand still to be bound? I'm sorry for the many companions who died in vain. I still have room to struggle!
Poop!
Krabbs raised his rotten right hand and stabbed it into his heart. Severe pain tore his nerves. He endured to touch the beating dark green plague ball.
His left hand gently touched the plague monster bent over, and the face of the familiar monster showed a little green tears.
"I'm sorry, uncle Marshall, to make you what you are now... Regret, I won't, at least I've let some lizards and jackals bury us at Fort forsboro, haven't I?"
"Don't blame me?... thank you very much, uncle Marshall!" crabbes drew the plague ball firmly from his heart with his right hand, and his rotten face twitched constantly, which was a nervous disorder caused by pain.
Looking at Uncle Marshall, who gradually became separated from his body, he knew what he was going to do. It was like taking him away from Fort forsboro and facing the Jackal soldiers chasing along the road alone. Even if he was scarred, he did not retreat;
It is also like in limontanlu, a cold city, an inhumane place, a place full of ugly interest faces. Only uncle Marshall can feel a touch of warmth and goodwill on his side, including the dead people he met when he returned to the fortress again.
Boom!
The violent explosion roared, the thick dark green liquid sputtered in the void, scattered the condensed spiritual shackles, and even exposed a gap in the triangular surrounding.
"Sad fate, sad life!"
"But my revenge is not finished yet. How can I die? I won't die here!"
"Ah ah ah!"
The overflowing blood dyed the chest red, and the green ribs and damaged internal organs were clearly visible. Krabs held the trembling plague ball tightly in his right hand. There was a touch of blood and indifference in his pale pupil. He seemed to see Marshall's last smile in front of the world, which was care and warmth.
"Originally... Originally, I haven't forgotten human nature, but I don't want to..."
Krabbs held up the ball of plague, and the devil whispered in his ears, as if he were telling something to let him know the reason for everything.
Dark sacrifice, ridiculous, that's not at all!
Hate the God of plague!
Abyss evil god!
Desperate plague seed!
And the content of the contract he signed, sacrificing life and soul to gain strength!
"I, krabbs naku, recite your real name, hate the plague God greras, pray to get your strength and kill the enemy in front of you!"
The real name of the God is a mark engraved in the depths of their souls and a unique representative left in this space and time. Once the reciter imagines the complete image of the God, the characteristics of the God's power and the deeds left in the world, it will arouse the God's attention.
Now, this is what krabs did, but he has never seen the image of the God who hates plague. He just has the power given by the other party when signing the contract. He doesn't know whether he can attract the attention of the God.
From Marshall's self explosion to krabs's recitation of the real name of the God who hates plague, it happened in a moment.
"You dirty human scum!" Roderick was unprepared and his face was slightly frightened. He didn't expect that the power generated by the explosion of the plague monster was special and could affect the soul. He didn't notice it for a moment and was slightly stunned for some time.
But during this time, the plague legend recited the real name of Shenzhong directly. Don't you know that Shenzhong won't cast his eyes for no reason?
Click! Click! Click!
The plague ball held up by krabs slowly cracked, and some great power scattered in the void. The plague sky curtain was in a crazy state in front of this power, and the burning flame was gradually extinguished, but the plague army still didn't stop, continued to crush the body, and countless wisps of green fog merged into the plague sky curtain.
The sudden force made Roderick feel the extreme depression, like a mountain in their hearts, slightly out of breath.
Even the power projected by the weak divine power is not something that ordinary legends can resist!
"Ha ha... Ha ha... Die... Die!" looking at the legend of the three lizards in a stiff state in front of him, krabus smiled madly, spilled blood and dyed his rotten body red.
[hate · plague]!
The dark glow blooms like the sun, radiates from krabus, and falls down a thick green liquid in a large area.
The plants in the dense grassland liquefy and wither, fall on the ground and begin to dissolve. Countless plague infected people begin to decay from the body, and green liquid flows from the gums, eyes, nose and other soft tissues. The pustules on the body burst and shed pieces of flesh and blood.
Within the scope of the thick cover of the terrible plague, the area was soon filled with an extremely foul smell, spawning white giant maggots spreading everywhere, swallowing blood and broken bones.
More than that, krabs himself, including three legendary lizard men, all began to show signs of decay and decay.
"Get out of here, hurry up, get out of this area!" when he saw the emergence of the dark light like the sun, Roderick immediately shouted, but the idea transmitted to the body through the nerve could not be implemented. The extreme repression made their bodies stiff and their movements extremely slow.
Turning his head to look at jennansen and shudaya, the two lizard priests in the field of vision were even more unbearable. There was green liquid flowing in their eyes and nose, spreading to their neck and body.
blamed. Roderick realized that something was wrong. This is the real magic from the God, embedded with the great power of the God, rather than the magic obtained by prayer.
"Hoo Hoo Hoo!"
In the face of the increasingly serious terrorist plague, Roderick gasped and clearly felt the weakness of his body. He realized that he could not hesitate, otherwise the Oracle trip would be interrupted here.
The trembling right hand stretched into the golden red robe, and the skin covered with hard scales began to relax. Occasionally, several scales dragged down and took away a little blood and flesh.
A broken half of the gun blade is slowly taken out from the inside. It looks very common. There are many broken blade gaps, and dense cracks spread from the end to the gun tip.
Roderick gazed at the half blade of the gun in front of him, looking crazy. The hymn of praise sounded, with a vast and rough style, and then he danced gently in the air. The very old celebration dance is more like that used in sacrifice.
Buzz! Buzz!
Half of the gun blade trembled inexplicably, strands of bloody breath tore up the space barrier, and there were faint white traces. Immediately, the great power seemed to cross countless boundaries, suddenly came, and the viscous green liquid slowly stagnated. The surging spirit of Roderick led this emerging power and locked the area where the plague ball was located in his field of vision.
[blood · Samuel Anya's gun]!
Under the night, the scarlet light exploded in the sky like fireworks. There was creeping scarlet energy on half of the gun blade to condense the completed gun body. The damaged gap at the gun blade healed slowly as if it had life, and the obscure runes flickered continuously.
In the plague sky, this red spear overturned like a dragon, causing a violent energy tide. The blood flowing in the green field was guided by some kind of guidance, suspended three feet above the ground, then evaporated and merged into the red wave in the sky. At the same time, an imaginary lizard man appeared behind the long gun, like holding the gun tightly, twisting his body and hurling it at krabus.
Boom! Boom!
The dark sky seemed to break into two pieces in an instant. The turbulent deep dark plague surged, and the scarlet blood tide swept up. Endless collisions took place over heimu province. The annihilation energy continued to emerge and dissipate. More invisible air waves directly tore up the plague infected people gathered in the field, and large pieces of flesh and bones poured into the distance and disappeared in the night.
"What's the matter..... Why is the spell blocked? Why......" crabbes's crazy rotten face has not dissipated, looking at the dazzling light above the sky and muttering to himself.
The overflowing great strength tore his body, and the already rotten body fell large pieces of flesh and blood. The pale bones were exposed outside, dotted with green mildew on the surface of the bones, and even some organs and limbs disappeared.
"Ha ha..... No..... It's not over yet, I haven't died..... The plague can continue..... The seeds of desperate plague, it's time to release your emotions and bring real disaster!"
Grabbing the broken pestilence ball, krabs took his last breath and threw himself into the pestilence wave below. Even if the great power destroyed the pestilence infected people below, there were still a steady stream of people from afar who joined here. They followed the direction of their inner guidance.
After drinking tea.
"Cough, cough!" Roderick wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth. Fortunately, they were guarded by half of the gun blade. They didn't suffer too much reverse bite, but they lost the flavor of the plague legend in the violent collision.
Death? Fall?
unable. Roderick denied his inner thoughts. Since they can survive the collision of God's power, why can't the other party?
Around, it didn't see the broken plague ball. If the guess is good, it is likely that the artifact is an imitation of the artifact owned by the God of plague. Its quality is not low!
"Jennathan, is the magic alarm around triggered?" the color of greed flashed in Roderick's eyes. He asked his weak companion on his side.
"Several places have been triggered, and the magic alarm to the East has been damaged." Jen Nansen rubbed the green liquid on his face. The power of hating the God of plague is not so easy to expel. After all, he is an evil god of the abyss! All it can do is forcibly suppress the remaining plague in its body, wait for it to return to the temple and get the divine power bath of the God of lizard man.
"Are we going to follow?" jennathan hesitated and said with a little worry.
"The content of the Oracle is to find the source behind the plague, find the target, and we were seriously injured to the edge of falling. Why did we give up?" Roderick said gently, as if telling the truth, and then focused on shudaya.
"It's not the king's capital of stoke kingdom. Without Craig, if we hurry up, we can return to the temple soon."
"Then let's go! I can't wait to see the tragic scene of his death!" shudaya nodded and flew directly into the air and quickly to the East.
Roderick followed, leaving only Janssen here alone. There was no way. He sighed and followed. I don't know why. He saw a touch of blood from his part-time prophecy. Is it the glory of our Lord? Or is it fatal?
The residual energy tide is still entangled in the sky, half red and half green, which has not dispersed for a long time.
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Limontanlu, valante palace.
Under the dark night, the brightly lit St. Bernard's palace is dotted with this vast and ancient architectural complex. Yunban stone, black jade and colored glass build a luxurious transparent wall, reflecting the bright moonlight, and the finely patterned marble columns support the golden spire.
Guy sat in front of the throne, facing the table full of white paper, with countless handwriting, large and small, and ice blue hair falling to cover his face.
"Your Majesty, there is a strong spell fluctuation from the direction of Blackwood province. It is suspected that the legendary caster is fighting." Jasper stood quietly in the shadow of the door outside the palace.
For a long time, guy raised his face slightly, and a light frost spilled out of his eyes. He said indifferently, "don't care. What we have to do is wait for the result of the war between the kingdom of behlik and the Empire of aranfalo."
"Yes!" Jasper whispered. I don't know why. He felt that guy had changed inexplicably recently. Strange? DANGER? It can't be said that it may be the sequelae of gaining legendary power before, but he is always a little uneasy. Guy's recent choice is contrary to his initial Kingdom strategy. "Maybe I think too much..."
In the cold night, a breeze floated into St. Bernard's palace, blowing the white paper on the table. By the bright moonlight, three words could be seen faintly.
"I... am... Who..."
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Bottomless abyss.