Chapter 279
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Chapter 279 The Resurrected Black Dragon
Facing the huge Marquis of Vauban, Gilgamesh just drew a bloody arc at the corner of his mouth as he watched the Noble Phantasm being squeezed out gradually by the action of his muscles. Marquis Vauban had gradually stood up.
"Strong vitality, but so what? A tenacious bug is also a bug."
Golden ripples shone in the air, and along with the ripples, a huge scythe emerged slowly and struck at the waist of Marquis Woban, who had not yet broken free from the shackles of the sword rain.
Blood mixed with the fragments of internal organs flowed out together. Under the strong fur of Marquis Vauban, the power of the Noble Phantasm was only to hurt him, and it was not able to kill him with one blow.
"Such a minor injury is insignificant. Isn't this the case with the King of Heroes?"
The Marquis of Vauban smiled wildly and glanced at Roland from the corner of his eye, who was watching him expectantly.
The other party still has no intention of taking action. It seems that his suspicion is true. Then, he will attack with all his strength and show this arrogant heroic spirit what a god-killer is.
"Before you say such words again, bastard, see yourself first."
Marquis Vauban's muscles squirmed, and the vitality from the earth transferred to the wound, promoting healing, but the spilled blood still gurgled out like a clear spring.
"How come, it can't be healed... Is this the power of this divine tool?"
At this time, Marquis Vauban saw clearly the true identity of this weapon. It was only shaped like a sickle with a blade on the inside, but in essence, it was still a sword.
He had also heard about swords with such legends.
It was on the same level as his Eye of Sodom, the life-stealing evil eye. It was the owner of the evil eye unique to snakes. According to the legend of Medusa, it was the weapon that ended her.
Although it may not be considered very good in itself, it is top-notch when it comes to facing immortality.
Various divine tools continued to be projected out. Some of them directly penetrated into the body of Marquis Vauban to strengthen the restraint, while others struck the waist of Marquis Vauban like a hammer hitting a nail. The sickle's stomach pushed him forward bit by bit.
It was only at this moment that Marquis Vauban realized that Roland's expectant eyes and unnecessary movements might not be because he didn't care, but because he believed that Gilgamesh alone was enough to deal with him.
All kinds of divine tools are stored in his own treasure house. Facing the King of Heroes, once the opportunity is lost, it is really a luxury to escape in front of him with full firepower.
"Damn it, we can't go in anymore!"
"No, I must smash it in! The crawling insect only deserves this kind of ending."
Ding--! ! !
Amidst the continuous collisions, there was a heavy sound like a heavy object falling to the ground, accompanied by a painful groan.
The Marquis of Vauban was directly cut in half by this huge scythe, and fell to both sides one after another. With the rain of blood splashing, the huge werewolf transformed by this ancient god-slayer had now transformed into For a huge corpse.
The sharp sword light was accompanied by the bombardment of nearly a hundred precious phantoms. It used a huge force like a battering ram to cut off the body of the Marquis of Vauban with an unparalleled gesture. From head to toe, two huge monsters were smashed on the ground. Trap.
The vitality that was originally as strong as the sun quickly dimmed like an extinguished fire, and finally sank into darkness completely.
The Marquis of Woban who rushed over and Gilgamesh with full firepower completed the switch between offense and defense in an instant. Such a funny scene made it seem like this was not a battle, but a play between children and adults.
"It's an unexpected result."
Roland waved his hand casually and sighed.
He could see from the previous battle that the Marquis of Vauban's offensive seemed violent, but in fact it was always under Roland's control. No matter how fast a child swings his fist, it is not painful for an adult.
The gap between the two men was obvious. The Marquis Vauban, who had exerted all his power, was repeatedly defeated by Roland. Compared with his previous bold words, he was even more ridiculed.
"So, what determines the God-Slayer's battle is not the amount of power, but the brave and diligent heart,"
After talking to Pandora and seizing the Dark Sacrifice, he understood that these god-killers respected by the people of the world were not the chosen ones.
They are more like lucky and unfortunate miracles.
The power that gives power to the sons of those who surpass the gods prompts them to pursue the power of the gods like hounds, and finally go to the battlefield to fight the final king.
Just like the Hall of Valor created by the god-king Odin who knew his destiny, he collected all the brave warriors in the world, allowed them to play, drink, and enjoy happiness, and then let them go to the battlefield at Ragnarok.
"For a hunting dog, it doesn't matter how much prey it catches, it doesn't matter how much it pleases its owner, but the last thing it can do is lose the will to move forward."
A timid hound that only dares to chase rabbits and mice, will tremble at the smell of wild beasts and dare not move forward, will only become meat in the pot in the end.
The God Killer plays the same role. He can be calculating, greedy, and ignorant, but he must have the courage to charge at a powerful god and bite off a piece of his opponent's flesh even if he dies.
Among the many powers displayed by the Marquis of Woban, compared with the size and difficulty of killing the gods, the power obtained was not satisfactory. Except for the greedy wolves at the beginning, there were few that could make Roland's eyes shine.
This is why the oldest god-slayer continues to suffer at the hands of younger generations who are weaker than him.
His so-called greed is nothing more than the world's evaluation. Compared to the Godslayers, those magicians and ordinary people are just prey. In the eyes of the prey, hunters are greedy.
But in the hearts of fellow Godslayers, this is just a cunning wild dog.
He may still be regarded as an elite warrior, but his qualities as a god-killer are much less. This may make him still capable when facing the disobedient god. Facing his own kind, he will be killed and defeated. Sooner or later.
Roland said angrily as he looked at the gradually stiffening body of Marquis Vauban and Gilgamesh who turned his gaze over.
"Are you ready to keep pretending?"
"Isn't he dead yet?"
Gilgamesh felt a little strange, and his eyes returned to the remains of Marquis Vauban.
He had clearly cut the opponent in half, and the old wolf's vitality had indeed dimmed.
"Of course, even if the Immortal Slaughter Blade leaves such an invulnerable wound, it cannot completely kill Apollo's appearance. It is enough to burn him to ashes. What's more, the gods I have encountered are all different. They all have the power of resurrection, not to mention the fact that he killed two disobedient gods who clearly had the power of the underworld, right?"
Roland chuckled, "What's more, I don't believe that this old wolf has no trump cards at all, and doesn't even make any unnecessary struggles, and simply goes to death like this."
When fighting against gods of the same level as Yuveleslana and Mekar, Roland's memory of both of them's troublesome resurrection abilities was still fresh. Although they could not cause any trouble, they were still troubles that must be paid attention to.
After obtaining the power of the Eastern God of War, Roland confirmed the ability brought by his incarnation as the Ram. This is a cheating power that can heal any injury within a few hours, except that he must be awake at the moment of death. Apart from the restriction of activation, Roland couldn't find any shortcomings.
Coupled with the resurrection power brought by the Eastern Sun Chakra, he is almost invincible.
After understanding that resurrection also existed for God-killers, Roland noticed this. Although he had always despised the Marquis of Vauban, Roland had to admit that a guy who lacked the spirit of diligence might be unexpectedly good at saving his life. Have a hand.
Sure enough, in the wolf corpse that was divided into two halves, lost all breath, and began to become cold and stiff, high-spirited words sounded in the air for no reason.
"{Open, the gate to the underworld! Fall into the territory of Ereshkigal, the queen of the underworld, who is the sister of the Mother Goddess of the Earth. Now I want to transcend death! Witness the resurrection of Inanna, the dragon and snake king of the underworld. !}"
A ball of blue-black light suddenly appeared in the cold corpse of Marquis Vauban. It looked very ethereal, but it also had a strange sense of reality.
Many magicians know what this thing is, and Roland is no exception.
"Your soul is the same ugly color as you, but it's worth waiting for me for so long. The worst combination has met."
Looking at Gilgamesh, whose pupils stood up as if something incredible had happened, and half of his face sank into the shadows, Roland showed a pleasant smile.
"It's so bad that it makes people desperate."
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