Chapter 672

Victor and Baltar's eyes met and their killing intention was awe inspiring.

"Still say not rob?" Roland said teasingly, shaking the Mithril whip straight in his hand, turning it into a 9-meter long sword and beheading the Centaur Khan.

Polta raised the refined gold spear horizontally, and the water element crystal on the handle of "water demon's sigh" was shining, and the knight's spear held by the Centaur was broken.

The Centaur's shoulder was hit by Roland's whip again. It roared and threw the broken spear at Victor.

I didn't smoke you. Why did you throw me?

Victor scolded secretly, his feet did not move, and his body shook quickly from side to side, bringing out a vague residual shadow. The two broken spears seemed to pass through his chest and turned into two small black spots in the blink of an eye.

Roland picked a white and gold eyebrow and said proudly: "I haven't done my best... To tell you the truth, I'm honing an extraordinary sword skill with a legendary centaur." She bared her snow-white tiger teeth and said fiercely, "if you dare to break my good deeds, I will turn my face with you. When I get back to kite castle, I will hide you and Catherine's daughter."

Victor pursed his lower lip and felt that Roland could really do such a thing. He said with a dry smile, "Your Highness misunderstood. I'm just going to help you take it."

"I don't need your help. You'll only help." Roland shook his head and carefully explained, "you don't have the ability to perceive elements, and the speed is too fast. We can't do flawless cooperation at the same time, but it's more dangerous."

Facts have proved that the inner touch of the Centaur Khan is good at stirring the opponent's emotions and creating flaws and mistakes. Victor is not a high-level knight, and his strength is stronger than Roland. The disadvantage of the two working together will be used by the legendary centaur. Although Victor believes that he will not make mistakes in the battle, he is not sure of Roland. As long as he cares about Roland's life and death, or Roland also cares about his safety, he will inevitably be distracted in the battle.

Distraction in front of the legendary Centaur is a very dangerous behavior.

Victor and Roland looked at each other, turned their heads and thought:

Get in the way!

The two confronted bolta with their bare hands. The momentum barriers of the three were clear and incompatible.

Roland jumped off his temper and took the lead in saying, "just do it and stare?"

You can't even hit it now. What else do you want? Until next year?

Victor murmured, his slightly pointed ears inching, and heard Caligula and Nelson approaching here quickly.

"Master, ah Ka is coming! Ah Ka has carried the big stupid bear!" Caligula ran close, stopped a hundred meters away and shouted.

Nelson's old face was red, and he jumped from the big fool's back and held two golden gold beheaded swords. He saluted: "Auguste's highness, good day... My Lord, I and ACA first came, and the four family guards will be there for a while."

Roland and and the Centaur went around, fighting and walking from the east of the grassland to the West. With his instinct of tracking, Victor led his subordinates in a straight line and kept running for a day and a night before catching up with Roland. Alchemy soldiers are holding back. Although they are energetic and their physical quality is comparable to that of medium-level bronze knights, Victor feels more and more that the existing alchemy creatures can only be used as basic arms no matter how difficult they are to cooperate with themselves. Fortunately, Victor didn't have to worry about the life and death of the alchemists. When he saw Roland and the Centaur from a distance, he ran first. Carrigura followed behind with Nelson on his back, and four alchemists were left behind.

Victor Anelson and Caligula arrived and had an idea, pointing to the west, saying, "there are 2.5 men in front of them. Nelson, you and aka are going to deal with one. The other is to the royal highness of the princess.

Nelson was so excited that he said, "yes, sir!"

Holding the beheading sword, he jumped onto kariagula's back and shouted, "aka, you run faster than me. Hurry up. Don't let the Centaur run away."

After hearing Nelson boast that he ran fast, Caligula was very happy. He spread his two thick legs and ran towards the front. While running, he shouted: "akabi Nelson runs faster and Akai is brave!"

Roland stood where he was, holding his chest in his hands and sneering at the corners of his mouth, and asked, "are you not afraid that the two centaurs will kill your capable men?"

Caligula is not what he used to be. Master Ron planted level 7 bravery for him, combined with father Miller's holy power seed, to promote the evolution of aka towards the glorious god of war.

With aka, Victor didn't have to worry about Nelson's situation. He smiled and said, "Nelson wants to test the Centaur commander. Please go down to deal with the other one."

Roland rolled his eyes and said discontentedly, "you're fast. Take care of the Centaur and come back to help me."

"You are anxious now. You must attack the monster while I am away. How can I explain to Catherine if you make a mistake?" Said Victor lightly.

Roland patted his breastplate and said in a charming voice, "I promise not to mess around. You have to believe me."

"... I don't believe it." Victor shook his head.

Roland couldn't help getting angry. He was just about to take out the dignity of the teacher or Lord, but Victor said, "this Centaur has high resistance to water element, so it's difficult for you to clean it up. I can change its element resistance into wind element resistance, and come back to deal with it when you kill the escaped Centaur commander."

"Really?" Roland blinked her beautiful and clear eyes and said suspiciously, "you must promise to leave this monster to me."

Victor said sincerely, "I assure you in the name of the guardian of the kingdom that I will never obstruct the way of the knight of Princess Auguste, and do all you can to help the emperor's highness catch this monster and not let it escape."

Roland's mouth rose slightly and said happily, "OK. Princess Ben believes you once... This Centaur is very clumsy and powerful. You should be careful not to kill it. You can solve it when the teacher comes back."

With that, she turned and hurried, and soon disappeared into the distance connected by the grass and the sky.

Polta couldn't understand human language. The human female and the ugly and ferocious male monster chattered for a long time, obviously despised the beloved of the earth mother, the Great Khan of the Centaur. Now, the human female goes to the west to hunt down her brother, but Baltar doesn't care. His spirit is focused on the strong enemy.

Roland just walked away, Victor immediately felt a heavy pressure from the Centaur Khan. He was quite surprised. One overlord was not angry in the face of the enemy's contempt, and the enemy pursued his confidants without impatience. How could the orcs have such a city government?

It can only be said that its spirit and will are all concentrated in the battle in front of us.

Others will inevitably be shaken by the pure fighting belief of the legendary centaur. However, Victor's absolutely rational will to fight is immune to the subjective interference at the spiritual level. X-3 operates spontaneously and enters an out of limit state. In his indifferent eyes, there is only the most objective and accurate existence.

Victor took off his bow and threw it on the grass. He pulled out two long gold swords and flashed in front of the legendary ORC.

The Centaur's strong hostility may come from the throbbing in the depths of his blood, while Victor pursues a free heart and tries to overcome the ancient will in the spirit's blood.

This orc, he can kill or stay.

Victor did not intend to break his promise to Roland. If he killed the Centaur Khan and cut off Roland's opportunity to explore the knight's road, the revenge would end. Therefore, he abandoned the sharpest Saron magic iron arrow and chose to change the element resistance of the legendary Centaur with the blue blade to create a victory for Roland.

To kill the legendary Centaur, first, let its four feet leave the ground. The highly semi elemental earth armor will be lifted naturally, and strong physical damage can take its life. Of course, this is a very difficult thing. Turnans once shook the heart of the Centaur orogal with the help of two wind paladins, which made it four legged in the air.

Neither Victor nor Roland can touch the soul of turnans. He can only use the stupidest way. Earth armor has a limit to transfer damage. The maximum is to transfer about 80% of the damage. You can kill a centaur if you attack it violently and cause more damage than it can bear.

If Victor changes the element resistance of the legendary Centaur, Roland cannot defeat each other. At that time, Victor tried to find another chance to stab the powerful monster with the tracking Magic Arrow.

The indigo sword light crossed and cut at the waist of bolta's upper body. There were two intersecting slender cracks on the ground under its hoof, which seemed to have been scratched by a sharp sword and spread for more than ten meters. The fierce air roared from the cracks and crushed the dry grass leaves, like a hurricane sweeping the earth.

Polta only felt a sharp pain in his body, his mouth was full of rust, and his internal organs had been cut by the sharp and condensed elements of the void wind. Forcibly swallow the blood from his mouth back to his stomach, and the earth element constantly repaired the internal organs through his limbs. The angry half man Ma Da Khan turned his body and punched the enemy he hated.

Centaurs have claws on their forelimbs and hooves on their hind legs. Compared with ungulates with slender limbs, they are more similar to cats, flexible and dexterous. But the agility of the Centaur is very ridiculous in the eyes of the human knight. The back side of the horse is their dead corner of attack. As long as they stay in this position and rotate synchronously close to the Centaur, the powerful Centaur has nothing to do with the human soldiers.

Polta is a powerful Orc who ignites the fire of the soul and has the touch of the soul. It takes the left front claw as the fulcrum, the body rotates rapidly, the hind limbs exert force, and the strength of the whole body advances layer by layer, like a whole, and quickly pours on victor who has just completed the chop.

The legendary Centaur makes a bow with its spine and its fist is like an arrow. One attack makes the air burst and the thunder roll.

It was as fast as electricity, but the almost perfect blow was empty.

Victor flew lightly, and the wild air blew on him. He was tamed immediately, skillfully held him and landed on the ass of the Centaur.

He seemed to have weightless feathers. No matter how the Centaur kicked, circled, or swept with a snake like tail, it didn't help. With the light body and the popular talent, Victor accurately and finely controls the air flow, which is really like inserting invisible wings and hovering on the side of the Centaur.

The power of the blue blade gradually reached the peak and fell on the yellow body of the Centaur Khan one sword at a time. The ground gave birth to neat slits, and the sharp wind blade roared and rolled wildly. It hit bolta's abdomen indiscriminately, then merged into the ground along its limbs and ejected again.

From a distance, Victor and Baltar are shrouded by the hurricane, but the hurricane treats the son of the wind gently, but shows the violent destruction side to the Centaur.

Polta's limbs are connected to the earth and are as stable as a rock. The sharp wind blade can't hurt it. However, the sharp void wind element made it miserable. Out of the instinct of the Centaur, it began to run wildly and wanted to break out of the hurricane.

How is that possible?

Victor is the source of the rage field. He flies close to the Centaur. Every blue blade and every air turbulence become his help. The wind wrapped him. He called the wind, crossed the meadow with the legendary Centaur, waded through the river, climbed the low hills and danced on the grassland.

The battle became a contest of endurance and will between the two sides. Victor's understanding of the wind became more and more profound, and the angry wind field gradually took shape. The angry wind, which could only last for more than 30 minutes, lasted more than two hours and chased the Centaur Khan for more than 300 kilometers. Instead of exhaustion, it tended to be stable.

In the hearty battle, x-3 fully calculated the data generated by each attack and found the lowest balance between maintaining the rage field and energy recovery.

The talent tree of moon elves has been comprehensively and deeply tested through this battle. With the help of x-3, Victor optimized and reorganized his battle mode. The talents of elves have fully explored their potential and become more efficient and powerful.

Victor gained a lot, but his opponent quietly changed qualitatively.

The earth is tangible, thick, patient and silent; The wind is invisible, light, violent and flying. The resistance of wind element increases, and the concentration of earth element increases.

Baltar doesn't understand this truth. All his mind and will are fighting against the separation and erosion of the wind. With its running, the earth element gathers in its body through powerful limbs to repair the injury and provide an endless stream of strength.

The ground trampled by the Centaur gave birth to a trace of cracks, which slowly closed again. Ancient memories rolled in the blood, and countless broken pictures made bolt feel like a giant Centaur with eight legs.

His body is 100 meters high and has endless power. Where he trampled, the swamp became mud; The river turned into a rock and ran forward with anger, as if to the end of the world.

The silver moon hung low in the sky, ten times larger than the moon bolta had seen. The bright moonlight shone on a silver tree and fell like rain from the crack of the tree. Under the tree, a centaur was bathed in the moonlight like water waves, and its yellowish brown body was becoming white.

The Eight Legged Centaur roared at the Centaur under the tree, "rocris, the child of the earth mother, my compatriots and brothers, are you going to betray me?"

The white Centaur seemed to fall into deep sleep and had no response to the thunderous roar of the Eight Legged centaur.

The Eight Legged Centaur hissed with joy and shouted, "lorchris, you're trapped by Frey. I'll push down the moon tree and save you."

His forefoot pounded the ground heavily, the soil rolled, the earth shook, countless lush trees fell into the pit, but the moonlight became extremely flexible and firmly protected the ancient tree absorbing the moonlight.

A graceful figure jumped out of the silver moon. She didn't wear inch strands. Her hair and eyes were like a deep night sky. Her facial features were exquisite, and her ears were tall and sharp. She stood between the Eight Legged Centaur and the ancient tree.

Polta looked at the female born in the moon through the eyes of the Eight Legged man and horse, and immediately felt as disgusted as it was to the sharp eared enemy.

The Eight Legged Centaur was stunned and then roared angrily: "Frey, how dare you steal my mother's pregnant power from locris!"

"My name is Freya, the daughter of the sun god, the wife of the sun god and the goddess of the moon. It will be the ancestor of all elves." The female who claimed to be the goddess of the moon raised her beautiful slender hand. The moonlight and the wind turned into a long sword between his fingers and said coldly to the Centaur:

"Gulores, stop and go back. Otherwise, I will kill the fourth son of mother earth."

"Never!"

The earth, mountains, rocks and earth responded to gulores' determination. A stone bridge appeared under his hoof, connecting the moonlight field. When the Centaur ancestor began to charge, the moon goddess raised her hand and pointed. The indigo wind tied the hoof of gulores like a rope, making it fall to the ground and unable to move.

Freya, holding the sword of moonlight, cut off the four legs of Guerreros one by one, and the yellowish brown blood flowed out of the broken limb and turned into earthy yellow hard rock.

"Goddess Freya, please stop."

A soft voice came from under the moonlight tree. The white Centaur stepped forward with light steps, looked piteously at the brother who was connected with the earth and failed in his divine power, and said: "Gulores, it's my own will to strip my mother's divine power. Don't you understand? Tyronrell needs to evolve more world laws, and he doesn't allow us to exist in this world. We can only comply with the will of the creation giant ape, reproduce more life, change from elemental God to mortal, and place our will on blood offspring."

"My mother has fallen asleep and doesn't respond to our prayers. Frey is the only ancient existence left, but his time is running out... I asked for help and he responded to me. In the future, I will be Rox, Freya's ally, and my descendants will be Elven allies."

With that, the white and elegant Centaur carried the moon goddess into the depths of the forest.

Gulores finally broke away from the pull of the rock. His mountain like body had been reduced by half. He looked at the direction where Freya and Rox disappeared with hatred and roared:

"I could have been eternal... Freya, Rox, I curse you. My children have been enemies of Frey's blood and the offspring of the Betrayer for generations!"

Polta awakened the ancient memory in the blood and mastered some of the ancestors' powers. It stepped on the earth, the invisible force field stopped the wind, and laughed at the enemies falling far away:

"I see. You are the test given to me by the earth mother. If I kill you, I can get back the power of my ancestors and become the king of all centaurs!"

Victor's expression was as indifferent as ever, his eyes completely turned dark gold, and a large amount of data appeared in his mind. His opponent had a qualitative change compared with the previous one, which also prompted x-3 to recalculate and adjust.

I don't know when the dark clouds all over the sky showed a gap, and a ray of bright silver moonlight shone on victor. His black hair was turning golden uncontrollably, and his spiritual power was like a flame, so that the operation of x-3 was stagnant.

The silver moon secret to the sun elves worked quietly, but Victor seemed unaware.

However, the dark clouds soon closed again, the moonlight was gone, and Victor seemed to hear a sigh from ancient times, which was full of emotion from regret to helplessness, until he resolutely gave up.

The restored smooth x-3 automatically listed the sound as meaningless wind, instantly weakened it, and left Victor no trouble.

A drop of rain fell on Victor's face, followed by a torrential rain covering the fields.

This year's rainy season has arrived ahead of schedule.