Chapter 968: 950 blast

Chapter 968 Chapter 950. Bombing and killing

Looking at the destructive force below that was like the destruction of the world, Lan En, who was lifted up and protected by a whirlwind, was able to relax with his hands folded across his chest, as if watching fireworks, and let out a sigh of admiration.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, that’s awesome.”

If we were to go back to the Magical Middle Ages and tell Lan En's friends about the current situation, I'm afraid they would have some difficulty understanding it.

Because this kind of destructive power that can cause geological changes is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Perhaps only those legendary mages who were the first to feel the power of magic during the human landing period were able to do it through certain means, and then as time went by, they were regarded as exaggerated legends by warlocks.

But Lan En watched with his own eyes from high in the sky, as the spear of sunlight was projected, and then the sky collapsed!

This level of material destructive power is not enough to make him feel incredible.

Because he had seen more violent power in [Memory Diving].

Even personally issued orders and pressed buttons.

Even the sun will be compressed into a singularity. The planet will be cracked into rubble in the universe by the attacks of several spacecraft. The hot core of the earth will be exposed in the cold vacuum, and the molten metal swirling in the core will solidify and form.

If we look at the destructive power of physics, the human empire in the interstellar era is obviously more violent. Technology is also more professional than magic.

So Lan En can understand this level of power, because it should exist and Lan En has witnessed it with his own eyes.

As for the demon hunter, he never expected to kill Eldridge in one blow from the beginning.

Although he went to fight Eldridge for the last time in a competitive mood, he still remained rational.

Eldridge is an enemy that is difficult to kill. Even if you use [Spirit Vision] to directly observe his essence, it is very troublesome to destroy him.

So Lan En was aiming to wash away his shame in that blow at the beginning, and then let the unknown king's sunshine spear kill him.

Simply put - the final blow is to gain breath.

Lann cannot accept that he is worse than a weak scumbag like Eldridge.

This kind of pride is usually not noticed by most people due to his kind personality, but if he encounters a situation like Eldridge that makes him angry and unacceptable, it will be completely displayed.

The collapse of a mountain range will not end for a while.

Hundreds of millions of pieces of earth and stone collapsed, collided, and slipped. This process alone took several hours.

And Lan En was lifted by the whirlwind and came to the side of the storm dragon.

Obviously, this whirlwind is the power of the storm dragon.

The unknown king standing on the dragon's head, his eyes sandwiched between the scarf and the crown, glanced at the witcher indifferently.

‘You did something boring. ’

Lan En felt that he somewhat understood the meaning of this unknown king.

Tens of thousands of years of hard training and pursuit of the ancient dragon's path seem to have degraded his communication and speech abilities.

“Don’t get me wrong.” Lan En, floating in the whirlwind, smiled and waved his hand. "I'm not fighting Eldridge just to help you."

“I’m just doing it for my own reasons.”

The unknown king looked at Lan En's hand with cold eyes. The sword had returned to its original shape, the thunder cracks and cracks had disappeared, leaving only a little bit of the residual heat of the flame.

Then it swept across his profile.

Finally, he shook his head inexplicably, as if he was still sighing under the scarf.

“Don’t be so low-key.” Lan En patted Gwendolin on the shoulder, making the Dark Moon God shrink a little.

“He really doesn’t care about this ancient divine city, but that doesn’t mean he resents you. After I told him the situation, he came without any delay.”

"Really?" Gwendelin looked a little doubtful, but after a moment, a smile appeared on his lips.

He was only a few minutes away from being eaten by Eldridge.

The road to Gulongding is not easy to walk. If what Lan En said is not true, he should be digested in the belly of the black mud now.

“Well, it’s time for us to go down. It feels like the foundation of Anor Londo is about to collapse.”

Lan En got on his horse, holding Gwendelin, who was completely out of power, in his arms, while the flannel ball jumped onto Qilin's head consciously.

“The great King Xin was left to the great eldest son of the sun to deal with, and below the capital of the gods, the suppression of the rebellion continued.”

Lann raised his chin towards Irushil below. The originally quiet and gorgeous city was now burning under the dragon's flames of the huge flying dragon.

But neither the city’s master, Shadow Sun, nor the demon hunters passing by were worried about this.

Because there are only a bunch of hateful traitors in that city.

Lan held the giant blacksmith's chain with one hand and helped him go down.

After taking a few steps, the witcher suddenly looked towards the collapsed mountain as if he was sensing something.

At the same time, the thin lips curved slightly.

The darkness hidden in the body has completely dissipated. The sense of relaxation that had not been seen for a long time made Lan En feel comfortable physically and mentally.

This also means that salary king Eldridge has officially been declared dead.

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In the cold valley, there is not much power left by the Pope.

Sullivan's face was solemn and angry. But this emotion can no longer be vented to the slaves or subordinates as usual.

He could only hide in the shadow of the city, running away like a lost dog.

Steps stepped on the stone bricks covered with a layer of snowflakes. Sullivan tried his best to control his steps as light and fast as possible.

Because he knew very well that the people behind him were clinging to it!

The monster's breathing can still be easily heard even from a distance.

This is the sound of the knights breathing out the cold air.

However, the wild and continuous attack habits of these beast-turned knights are different from the past.

After this chilling sound, it was not the sound of Irushil slashing at objects with his straight sword, but the sound of

“Stab it!”

The sharp blade pierced the armor with a sharp stroke, followed by the sound of flesh under the armor.

There is no sloppiness at all, and it is so decisive that people cannot react at all!

This is the fighting style of [Dragon Hunter] Oonstein.

He is accustomed to using the dragon hunting gun to directly penetrate the enemy's weak point in the short moment between the enemy's move and the next move.

The head of a warrior knight, still braving the cold, rolled out from the corner of the wall.

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