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~”

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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