Chapter 3679 Ozma Impressed Michelle

When the mighty army of monsters came to the city and faced off against the devil, my eyes stayed on the monsters I had met once before.

It was covered with rocks, which were rough and dark, but the bright golden magma flowing on the surface of its chest and limbs reflected light that was so dazzling.

"Why is it here again?" I couldn't help but frown and said, "And there are several of them here at once?"

"This is exactly why Held invited you over," Michelle said.

"I think Held is making a fuss." Staring at the rock monster, I curled my lips and said, "They are indeed powerful, but their strength is comparable to that of the apostles, and this monster has obvious weaknesses, namely physical attack and physical defense. He's high, but he doesn't know how to attack with magic, and his magic defense is also weak."

"Wait a minute," Michelle asked with a serious face, "You said their magic defense is weak?"

"Yes," I said, "While attacking, I tried to apply magic to the blade, and it easily shattered its outer armor."

The second half of the sentence was not said: If murderous intent can be counted as a magical attack.

Michelle looked happy and used an unknown communication method to inform the apostles on the battlefield of my words.

On the battlefield, after receiving Michelle's announcement, the apostles turned their heads one after another and looked towards the city. The moment their eyes came into contact with me, they showed some complicated expressions.

With a low trumpet sound, the war began.

Thanks to the apostles supervising the battle, the adventurers rushed towards the monsters with even more fervent fighting enthusiasm than before.

The monsters remained the same, howling and killing towards the adventurer.

But on the battlefield, the rock monster didn't move, and neither did the apostle. They just faced each other from a distance, like a group of statues standing opposite each other.

After a while, as the battle ax of a minotaur monster whirled and hit the middle of the two opposing parties, stirring up a cloud of dust, the war between the apostle and the monster commander also began.

When the distance between the two parties was still very far, Held and Ozma were the first to launch several large-scale magic attacks.

Reality is not a game. After several range attacks, not only a large number of monsters died, but also a large number of adventurers in the demon world died.

But for the apostles, it doesn't matter no matter how many people die, whether it's the invaders or the demonic side. As long as they can severely injure the monster commander on the opposite side, even if all the monsters present and even the apostles are killed together, it's all. worth it.

Because the apostles can be resurrected.

The magic did cause a lot of damage to the rock monster.

The skin, which was originally rough but still intact, appeared cracked and damaged, and countless hard cuticles fell off.

The pain caused the monster to roar in anger, and the roar echoed on the battlefield, destroying every corner and causing countless weak adventurers and monsters to lose their fighting power.

What's more, he fainted on the spot.

However, the roar could not cause any harm to the stronger apostles - it would only make them upset and want to kill these ugly monsters even more.

Amidst the painful roar of the rock monster, the apostle quickly launched an attack.

The first is the genius - Prey Isis. His speed is the fastest among all the apostles, and the destructive power he can cause in an instant is also the greatest among all the apostles.

Like phantom lightning, Prey was seen rushing straight towards the rock monster with a string of afterimages, and at the moment of contact, he released a ball of shining light from his mouth.

The moment the ball of light touched the monster, it exploded. Light attribute aura and hot air waves, mixed with smoke and dust, shot out everywhere.

The monster that was caught off guard by the blow had a big hole blown open in its body.

The hot magma splashed everywhere, the ground was burned by the magma, billowing smoke emitted, and the vegetation was also ignited by the magma.

More magma splashed onto Prey's body. Fortunately, the apostle's body was strong enough and protected by magic. The magma only stayed on the surface for a moment before sliding to the ground.

Following Prey was the conqueror Casillas.

The moment he was in close combat with the monster, a domineering momentum suddenly broke out, directly cutting the rock monster in half.

The broken rock monster tried to connect its body back together, but was attacked by Ozma who followed closely.

Ozma, who was once a human magician, is not like Held, who is only proficient in magic and does not know how to fight.

As the strongest magician in the Peruvian Empire and a close friend of Kazan, the strongest general, Ozma was also taught by Kazan to be very proficient in fighting skills, and with his hard work, he also integrated fighting skills with magic. As one body.

The integration of fighting skills and magic does not attack through dazzling patterns like a battle mage, but attaches a layer of magic attack to the surface of the physical attack.

This attack method requires the user to be very proficient in magic and have a deep understanding of fighting skills. Otherwise, there is no way to combine the two fighting methods.

And before the battle, I saw Ozma put on the magician-specific enchanted equipment I brought him - this was the combat equipment he used when he was the strongest magician in the Peruvian Empire.

Until he was sentenced to death and transformed into a ghost, this set of equipment never really left his side.

Now, he has put on this equipment again. Does this herald the resurrection of the former strongest magician in the Peruvian Empire, or does it indicate his ambition to use this as a starting point to become the strongest magician in the demon world?

Just when I was thinking about this problem, the rock monster had been beaten to the ground by Ozma's series of magic fighting skills, and even his head was smashed with cracks.

Then, Ozma retreated and jumped several meters away. Just as the monster struggled to get up and was about to fight Ozma, a series of lights and shadows flashed, followed by continuous explosions.

The monster's shell was blown off, and countless magma spewed out, splashing onto Ozma's body.

Fortunately, it was protected by magic, otherwise this gorgeous-looking shirt would have been burned out with holes.

"Ha, Ozma is really embarrassed." I said with a smile: "You know clearly that the opponent's body is filled with lava, but you still use such violent means to injure your opponent. Isn't this asking for trouble?"

Michelle didn't answer, but frowned and said, "Ozma, when did you become so powerful?"

Hearing this, I raised my eyebrows: "Was Ozma weak before?"

"It can't be said to be weak," Michelle said: "In the past, Ozma was not good at close combat, nor was he very good at attack magic. What he was better at was conspiracy and deceiving people."