Chapter 276 Visitors on the Street Lamp

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There is nothing wrong with Marquis Vauban's tactics. The speedy power will indeed bring intense pressure to the user, but unfortunately, he chose the wrong target.

He converted the physical qualities of an ordinary god-killer to Roland, who was already an ultimate creature. The pressure he could withstand was far better than any recorded god-killer.

Therefore, in the face of this abnormal phenomenon, the Marquis of Vauban, who did not dare to act rashly, could only continue to maintain his tactics of being beaten. His fur was almost dyed red with blood.

He has always been known for his shrewdness in battle. Although he has many powers, the Marquis of Vauban is aware of his shortcomings.

He is not as good as Duny or other God-killers, with a quick and deadly ultimate move like the Torn Silver Hand. On the contrary, because of the numerous God-killers and his own power, he is very good in protracted battles.

This was the reason why he first used wolves and death servants to test, but now, in front of Roland, he overturned again.

"God's speed is nothing more than that. I'm tired of playing. Let's end it."

Roland's voice reverberated fiercely in the sky, making people feel as if thunder was roaring.

Marquis Vauban's eyes widened and his face became increasingly ugly. This was not his imagination. There was really thunder echoing in the sky!

The sharp lightning cut through the dark sky like a spear that pierced everything, and finally gathered in Roland's hands. The magic power in Marquis Vauban's body surged and erupted like newly boiled water, but it still could not erase the thunder. That golden glow.

"Wind and raging waves!"

Marquis Woban's power of Lan to control nature, although due to the identity of the opponent's guardian and the chaotic elemental environment, he cannot seize control, but he can still mess with it.

However, the thunder dancing wildly in Roland's hands, no matter how much power he exerted, could not affect the opponent.

"Don't waste your efforts. These are two different concepts from secular thunder and lightning."

Roland said coldly, raising his arms high. It was completely different from the usual silvery white and blue thunder. The thunder snake with the dazzling golden light like the sun danced wildly in his hand, and gradually gathered together, turning into a twisted and struggling ball. Thunderball.

"I know you have good proficiency in the wind and waves, but this is thunder that has nothing to do with nature and is simply gathered by faith. How dare the ordinary power of Lan dare to control it!"

Roland's voice was like a bell, and the golden thunder ball in his hand was getting bigger and bigger, gradually covering the sky. It crackled as if it was responding to him. He also responded to this response and recited the spirit of words.

"O guardian of the just, I invite you only. O guardian of the just, I praise you and offer you my wishes. O you who support the sky and open up the earth, O you who grant victory and favor, I will exercise justice, please give me the right path and light! Use the skills of speech and spirit to defeat the unjust and evil! This is the law of victory!"

One of the incarnations of the power {the God of War in the East}, the Goat. When fighting Roland, Veleslana also summoned this thunder that represented faith. Velesra, as a subordinate of the God of Light and the God of Victory Naben was simply universally adored.

The same goes for the goat. This incarnation condenses the power of faith. The more faith, the stronger the power. As the disobedient god who is eager to fight, Veleslana is naturally weakened in this regard.

If he fights for protection, the power of this power will be horribly strengthened.

"Although my name has not been spread yet, it is enough. As the savior, I should be worshiped. Regardless of whether the people of this place are willing or not, as the protected ones, they must offer their faith to me in return!"

The difference in strength between fanatic believers and pan-believers as well as their own strength are all important factors that affect the belief in crazy thunder. With the dedication of the spiritual veins that are the foundation of the city, the thunder in Roland's hands soon exceeded the area of ​​some small islands, and the thunder under his feet was The city covers most of it.

The Marquis of Vauban looked at it and was about to throw it at him.

Lei Qiu, who had no scruples at all, changed his expression drastically.

The power contained in this blow made him realize that he might die.

"hiss--"

The Marquis of Vauban gritted his teeth fiercely, feeling that his heart, which had experienced hundreds of years of storms, was as painful as his knees and forehead. It was said that the God-killer had no taboos, but at least he still lived in a certain world. There is order, but this guy is more like a madman living in the quagmire of chaos.

However, whether he is a monster or a madman, he is still the same in terms of violence and cruelty.

"It's time to finish,"

The thunder of faith in Roland's hand had been gathered together. After feeling the creepy feeling behind him that only faced a life-and-death situation, Marquis Vauban didn't care so much. The dark clouds in the sky gathered in an instant. In just a moment, it was enough. A thunderball as big as half a large stadium fell from the sky in Roland's direction.

"The sanctity of light, the eye of night, the harmony of every instrument or song, all prophecy, all medicine, all light are yours, for the day I ask your protection, victory and praise should be given to your song .”

"Roland, be proud. In the past hundred years, you are the first god-slayer who forced me to recite the spirit of words."

In the thunderball, the rickety figure of Marquis Vauban was not only not engulfed by the golden thunder, but stood up and formed an expanding black shadow in the bright light.

He also gave up the title of kid for the first time and chose to call Roland by his first name.

In the records of the Council of Wise Men, the words and spirit of Marquis Vauban have not been recorded in detail for hundreds of years.

The use of word spirits is an important factor in strengthening power. The content of word spirits has never been recorded. It can be seen how powerful Marquis Woban is. The various powers and the huge magic power accumulated by killing so many gods make Woban Marquis Ban does not need to use the word spirit to achieve outstanding results.

Even when he was fighting against Donina's extremely difficult {Tearing Silver Hand}, which cut off everything, he still never used the word spirit.

Likewise, this also means that when Marquis Vauban uses the Spirit of Words, the situation is often out of control.

The ever-expanding shadow of the werewolf of the Marquis of Vauban was still struggling. He walked forward step by step, as if he wanted to tear through the thunderball, but the violently shaking ground was like a birdcage in an earthquake. The Marquis of Vauban It was the imprisoned bird. Large chunks of stone slabs crashed down. The buildings were like giants whose flesh and blood had been stripped away, revealing some desolate steel supports. However, the last support also quickly collapsed, as if A heavenly punishment that hits the earth.

The deep cracks on the ground were refilled with flames, and the environment melted by thunder began to strike twice. There was nowhere to escape, and the hot air swept upwards, like a roaring dragon, stretching out its tongue of fire to lick everything in front of it. , the collapsed steel frame was burned into a pitch-black metal frame, and the high-speed flying hot wind was like a knife forged by fire, piercing the obstacles in front of it, and the giant werewolf would rush out from the extinguished golden thunder. Wrap again.

Faced with these successive catastrophic attacks, the Marquis of Vauban could only let out an angry roar again. The magic power in his body was rapidly expended, allowing himself to be surrounded by sacred light. The dazzling golden and white light surrounded the werewolf, solemnly guarding it. , the radiance of divinity began to pervade.

This series of disasters melted away when exposed to this light, and Marquis Vauban finally breathed a sigh of relief, staring at Roland in the sky with his malicious green eyes.

Silver-white fur wrapped around his body, replacing the original gray-white fur stained with bright red. The burst wounds on his body were being connected and healed by the growing muscles. Just standing on the ground and stamping his feet could cause Trembling, the green eyes were wrapped in violence and killing, full of wild cruelty.

It obviously represents the plague, but with the protection of light on the body, I am afraid that unreasonable mortals have begun to worship. The greedy wolves can allow the Marquis of Vauban to freely take the form of wolf, werewolf, and human. In the mid-switch, in order to defend against Roland's attack, Marquis Vauban ran out in the form of the strongest werewolf.

This is no longer a simple werewolf posture, but the manifested body of Apollo, and it is also the most powerful move of the Marquis de Vauban.

However, this alone was not enough. If he only relied on the werewolf form, Marquis Vauban expected that he might die. For this reason, he made an exception and used the spirit of speech to call for the protection of light.

This allows him to have extremely high tolerance for light and heat, which is the main reason why he successfully breaks through. The lack of explosive attack methods has made the Marquis of Vauban so passive since the beginning of the battle.

He took a step and directly caused the surrounding broken walls to flutter and shake. Some short houses turned into dust under the feet of Marquis Vauban. Looking at Roland in front of him, the huge werewolf grinned and used it with a The fishy mouth spat out a fatal threat.

Just when the Marquis of Vauban wanted to take advantage of Roland's speed to stop and attack, Roland ignored him, but showed a strange expression and looked at the few people in the ruined street. From above the intact street lamp, he asked in a teasing tone.

"Why are you here? I don't remember you being interested in this kind of fighting."

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