Chapter 1310 Battle of Sword Holders

The sudden encounter in front of the Ark of the Holy Covenant was beyond Willy's and his party's expectations, and the specific circumstances of the encounter were obviously beyond Hao Ren's expectations - after some random exclamations, he first stared intently He saw the old man in rich clothes standing next to Willy, and the black sword in his hand.

The demonic state of the old man is certainly noticeable. After all, a two-meter-tall old man with solid muscles all over his body and a hairtail tattoo (actually a demonic tattoo) on his neck has a strange style of painting. In my memory, I only remember him as a shirtless old man. Mage Anthony could match him in terms of tendons, but what made Hao Ren even more unable to take his eyes away was the weapon in his opponent's hand.

That long sword with tiny stars of light floating in the darkness, which looks like a fragment of the universe, looks familiar to me. This style is really eye-catching. Even if it is thrown into the domestic web game where the dragon-slaying sword is given away by clicking on it, it is at least exclusive to the whole server. His gadget—the God-killing Sword! !

Calasius' exclamation woke Hao Ren out of his daze, and he turned his head: "Is this your Pope?!"

"His Majesty August VII, the current Pope of the Holy Land..." Calasius' eyes looked like sleepwalking, "My mentor...how did you become like this?!"

"August?" A hoarse and gloomy laugh came from the mouth of the old man holding the sword, which was completely reminiscent of the majestic and kind pope. "Haha... That soul did resist tenaciously for a while, but in the greatness of Under the inspiration of the Lord, no mortal can resist... The people standing before you now are the faithful servants of the great Lord - as for you, are you ready to die?"

After saying this, August VII had already strode towards Hao Ren and his party. Although Hao Ren's side had the absolute advantage in terms of numbers, there was no fear on his face. He was obviously worried about himself. The strength and the sword in his hand are full of confidence.

But Hao Ren shouted and interrupted his actions: "Wait a minute, I was asking you a question! Old man, where did that sword in your hand come from?"

August VII probably didn't expect that under the dual pressure of the World-Shattering Blade and the Ark of the Covenant, someone could speak to him so arrogantly. He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, with a look on his face. He showed a proud look: "This is the power given by the great Lord Rock Marton, the world-shattering blade!"

"The World-Splitting Blade? Something created by Rock Marton?" Hao Ren's eyes opened wider and wider, and he couldn't help but turn up the corners of his mouth, "Okay... I didn't expect that this world of Koro would bring unexpected benefits to people. Quite a few!”

On the other side, Willy had already woken up from the initial shock. He immediately pushed Lavinia towards the pyramid: "Leave them alone! Start the ceremony immediately!"

When Lily saw this situation, she immediately became anxious. She jumped on her feet and yelled: "That plate belongs to our family! That thing is very powerful. If you mess with it, someone will die!"

How could the two Annihilation cultists listen to Lily's words? Lavinia, under Willy's urging, had already attached the disk to the side wall of the crystal pyramid without hesitation, and began to recite an evil and obscure verse in a low and hoarse voice. A spell that will stimulate the seal bound to the disc and channel the power of the disc into the crystal pyramid.

While Lavinia began to perform the ritual, Willy had already roared, turned around and rushed towards where Lily, Calasius and others were. His body suddenly expanded in a circle, and the newly grown demonized arm emitted a dark red light. As the arm waved, even the surrounding space rippled with circles of unstable ripples, and countless twists and turns The ferocious shadow squeezed out from those ripples, and when it fell to the ground, it expanded and grew rapidly, turning into figures wearing black robes!

As Willy ran toward Lily and others, dozens of dead soldiers from the Annihilation Order appeared behind him!

These Annihilation cultists are fanatics who use sorcery to sacrifice themselves. They seal themselves on high-level believers. They were originally prepared to help Willy eliminate possible resistance forces in Asuman, but they did not expect that they would come in handy here. .

A large group of cultists each used magic and evil power, shouting the name of Rock Marton and rushed towards the battle line formed by church warriors and sub-race barbarians. Seeing this situation, Lily could no longer worry about her own plate. He could let out an irritated howl: "Ouch - bastards! Tear these guys alive!!"

The giant monsters brandished heavy clubs made of obsidian and roared at the cultists who were only half their height. The demon wolves and furbolgs divided into two groups and surrounded them from the left and right, charging towards the head of the alpha wolf in a jungle hunting style. enemy.

The sub-race barbarians have already launched an attack, and the church warriors are not willing to lag behind. Following Carathius's violent shout, the knights glowed with white light and walked towards the black cultists with heavy steps!

As for Lily and Calasius, they realized that the most difficult person to deal with among the cultists was Willy, who was already half human and half monster. Ordinary barbarians, church knights and monks were probably no match for him, so the two of them One by one completed the transformation of the dog, and one inspired the magical power to stand in front of Willy!

As the shouts of killing exploded, Hao Ren had already rushed towards August VII.

Although he didn't know the power of the long sword in the opponent's hand, he knew that the lethality of this "cosmic fragment" would be infinite for mortals under any circumstances, so he must not let this old sword seller rush to Karasu. Over there!

Obviously, August VII was angered by such a provocation. With his absolute blind worship of Rock Marton, he didn't think it would be a waste of time to deal with Hao Ren, so he raised his long sword to meet Hao Ren openly. To the other party: "Sad and struggling mortals, you have no idea that the annihilation of the universe is the destined end of all things. How can the short-lived order be compared with the eternal chaos?"

Hao Ren's figure had a residual light. He stared into August VII's dark eyes, reached out to the crack in space that appeared around him with one hand, and smiled: "Old man, let me show you a treasure——"

A black light was pulled out from the crack in space. In August's horrified and incomprehensible eyes, the black light was cut down fiercely - he subconsciously raised the "World-Splitting Blade" in his hand to resist it, so as to avoid being destroyed by the world. The ending of the law being torn apart, but his body was still shot out by a powerful impact for more than ten meters. Between the cracks in the space, he saw clearly what Hao Ren was holding: another world-shattering weapon. Blade!

Hao Ren shook his sword and said, "I have one too."

"Ah, the long-lost feeling of openness, Hao Ren, are you using force against others again? Hey, the days of fighting and killing seem to be endless. I can break the world but cannot break the fate of being a weapon. You... eh ? There seem to be a lot of people around? Ah, hello everyone, I am the God-killing Sword, also known as Echo Wall, and Xiaojian. You can call me a layman who stabs people, but actually I..."

"Shut up."

"oh."

On the other side, the muscles on August VII's face were trembling, and he was staring at the dark universe fragment with wandering stars in Hao Ren's hand, as if he wanted to force his gaze into it, so as to discern what was going on. Is it a fake.

But this kind of screening is not necessary - because the sword has completed a collision with the World-Shattering Blade in his hand, and the fragmented and slowly healing space around it is the evidence. In this world, except for the World-Shattering Blade itself, there is no one Anything can accomplish this collision.

"Why is the power of the Great Lord... in your body?" the former Pope said hoarsely, "You stole... No, no one can steal His power... Could it be that you are also his... No, this is even less true. Maybe...Lord, is this a test you give me?"

Hao Ren would not give the other party a chance to talk nonsense and delay time. After shutting up the God-killing Sword in his hand, he took a step forward. His body suddenly accelerated to the point where countless afterimages flashed out: "Stunt skill? Throat-sealing three swords!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already slashed the old pope's waist and abdomen with his sword!

"You--" The old pope barely managed to block the sword. At the moment of confinement, he relied on the mental strength he had honed over many years to barely complete the block under the intuition that was almost a prophetic omen. With a tearing sound, two black long swords collided together. Dots of starlight burst out from where the sword blades met. Countless black stripes emerged out of thin air, gradually tearing apart the surrounding space. And further away, light rays It has begun to distort, and things around the cave seem to have lost their sense of distance, becoming elusive and turbulent!

Even near the Ark of the Holy Covenant, suppressed by the remaining divine power of the goddess, the collision of the two God-killing swords still destroyed the spatial laws here.

The old pope was shocked and angry, but Hao Ren's extremely swift and fierce attack left him no time to speak. He could only block with left and right, trying desperately to stay afloat in the storm of space curling and gravitational imbalance.

A stream of black smoke came out of his arm that had been eroded and mutated by the "World-Splitting Blade". It was obvious that the power of the sword was beyond his control.

But in comparison, Hao Ren's control over the God-Killing Sword was like an arm's length. The sword was as light as nothing in his hand. If it wasn't so fragile, it would be a perfect divine weapon.

After several consecutive collisions, the God-killing Sword, which had finally calmed down, seemed to suddenly discover something. It suddenly exclaimed excitedly. This exclamation even spread out with the energy fluctuations escaping around it, beyond what it could do. The "Echo Wall" limits the thoughts that can only be heard by the person holding it.

"Hey, buddy - who are you? We look the same!"

At this moment, Hao Ren wanted to die.

This guy finally found out, and it was hard to shut him up this time.