Chapter 682: Thousand Throats Yogg-Saron

Chapter 682 Demon Yogg-Saron of Thousand Throats

Charlemagne aimed at the Longinus arrow shot at Vezaks' head, theoretically speaking, it could not be dodged under the promotion of the vector.

However, Vezaks, who was still in a state of rage, relied on tens of thousands of years of rich combat experience to predict the arrow's landing point in advance before Charlemagne fired the arrow, and barely avoided the deadliest head. department.

However, this powerful arrow was not without results. Half of Vezaks' neck and the entire right shoulder were completely pierced, and part of the tentacles on the back of General Xelaki were also instantly annihilated.

"Aww!"

Painful howls came from Vezaks' mouth. Because of the pain, his brain, which had lost the ability to think, finally woke up, and he retreated quickly while releasing a large number of void arrows to attack Charlemagne.

Charlemagne would not give the enemy a chance to rally. He knew very well that the super-speed regeneration ability of these Xerakis was more perverted than that of the trolls. As long as he was given a short period of time, Vezax could completely heal the damage he received just now.

"Boom!"

Stomping **** the ground, Charlemagne chased after him at a faster speed than Vezaks, and shot arrows of order continuously around the huge Xelaki.

But this kind of piercing damage is difficult to cause fatal injuries to such a large monster. Vezaks uses two large pincers to protect his head tightly, and does not give Charlemagne a chance to launch a fatal attack.

"Tsk...what a hassle."

Charlemagne smacked his lips in displeasure. The eagle's claw had been shot just now, and now it flew into Yogg-Saron's prison, and it couldn't be retrieved for the time being.

Either the general Moxie's double knives nor the one-handed sword Hailstone have reached the level of divine weapons, it is difficult to cause too deep wounds on this general who is the most valued by the ancient gods.

'In this case…'

Charlemagne gave up mid-range shooting, suppressed his nausea and looked for an opportunity, intending to climb up Vezax's body full of tentacles and jointed limbs.

"Zero-distance shooting and infuriating body attack can always play a fatal role!"

At the same time, the battle in the prison had already begun. Facing the great guardian Raiden, Yogg-Saron didn't intend to use the trick he used to deal with the foot man to fool Dafa, and directly showed his original shape and launched a fierce attack on Raiden.

All kinds of disgusting negative debuff effects shrouded the Great Guardian, even with the help of Freya above to disperse it, it would not be as fast as Yogg-Saron's large number of tentacles casting new curses.

Some of the thicker tentacles also began to attack Raiden with melee lashes or long-range void spells. Coupled with the whispers that suddenly intensified countless times, the Great Guardian even felt that he was on the verge of an illusion.

"Well…"

Under multiple curses and magic weakening, Raiden's movements became very sluggish, and it seemed a bit difficult to attract the lightning that he possessed to attack Yogg-Saron's tentacles.

The six guardians above looked worriedly at the slow-moving guardian as if he was stuck in a quagmire, but they couldn't leave their positions, otherwise Yogg-Saron's power would be even stronger. Can prevent him from escaping.

Gradually, under the worried gaze of the guardians, Layden's movements gradually stopped, and his eyes seemed to become a little dull.

This is an obvious sign that he is about to fall into a hallucination. With Yogg-Saron still attacking, it would be very dangerous to enter the consciousness space woven by his whispers.

"Boom!"

Coincidentally, a spear flew in from outside the prison, and the powerful kinetic energy impact hit the solid wall of Yogg-Saron's prison, making a loud noise that was enough to wake Raiden up.

Yogg-Saron saw that he was about to succeed, but was interrupted by this inexplicable weapon, and shouted angrily, "Vezax! What are you doing? Hurry up and get rid of that mortal!"

"Eh... sorry to bother you."

It was not Vezaks who answered Yogg-Saron, but a high elf who walked in from the outside.

Charlemagne dragged one of the tentacles on Vezaks' relatively large and small head with one hand, and threw the head of General Xelaki towards Yogg-Saron with force.

"Are you calling this guy? Then I'm sorry, not only did he not get rid of me, but I got rid of him instead."

Yogg-Saron looked at the head in front of him with a big hole blown out of his head, and he was speechless. His last General Kselaki also died in front of him. Taking this opportunity, Charlemagne began to observe quickly. Situation in prison.

There are still some thick shackles similar to Eragon's body material on the surrounding walls, but these shackles have all been broken at this time, and Yogg-Saron stands in a pool with a disgusting green light in the center. Core flesh for mouths big and small.

This disgusting piece of meat is now covered by a layer of black protective cover, which is difficult to break at a cursory glance.

Beside the pool, there are at least dozens of tentacles, large or small. At this moment, these tentacles are still sending out various weird attacks and restricting spells on Raiden.

"Clang!"

He pulled out the eagle's claw from the wall casually, and Charlemagne danced a spear, temporarily put the spear back on his back, walked cautiously to Leiden and asked, "How is it? Are you okay?"

Raiden took a heavy breath, dragged his sluggish body and said with difficulty, "These disgusting restrictive spells and tentacle attacks are fine, they can't cause fatal damage to me, but the illusion created by Yogg-Saron's whisper ..."

"I just fell into it for a moment and felt like someone was scratching my soul. If I stay for a while longer, I'm afraid I will lose my mind."

"Yeah…"

Charlemagne became more vigilant after hearing Raiden's description. Even the Great Guardian couldn't resist the illusion woven by Yogg-Saron for too long, let alone a mortal, even if he had Tyr's Silver Hand, it would at most extend for a short while.

‘Sure enough, he is more awakened than C’Thun, coupled with his gifted and powerful whispering ability, he is really difficult to deal with...’

While Charlemagne and the two were exchanging information, Yogg-Saron was not idle. More tentacles emerged from the floor of the cage. The target of these tentacles was undoubtedly Charlemagne who had just entered.

"Boom!"

Charlemagne stomped his feet heavily when he saw this, and the ground suddenly shook violently. This time, he almost used most of his remaining power.

But the effect was not very satisfactory. Although most of these tentacles lost their vitality and fell down on the spot, Yogg-Saron's body covered in the protective cover seemed to be completely unharmed.

"Ahhhh! Damn mortal, you dare to hurt my noble body! I will definitely tear your body to pieces!"

Charlemagne shrugged at Lyden, "Well, it doesn't look like it's harmless, at least this guy's body under the ground still suffered some damage."

While using Solidar to test the powerful Arrow of Order at the shield, Charlemagne said through the spiritual network connected before the battle, "Leiden and all the guardians, please remember what I said next..."