Chapter 1311 A Strange Victory

In fact, from the very beginning, Hao Ren had no intention of really quieting down the god-killing sword - usually this thing could only stay quiet for three minutes, let alone the fact that there was a guy from the same sect as it who was risking his life right now. There was a collision, so Hao Ren gave up after the God-killing Sword opened his mouth. He just pretended that he was carrying the BGM with him, and after trying his best to calm down, he continued to chase and beat August VII.

The heart-wrenching sound of space tearing kept sounding, the gravity was unbalanced, the optics were disordered, and the passage of time became faster and slower. In the constant collision of the two God-killing swords, the battle between Hao Ren and August VII was unfolding. The battlefield is gradually evolving into an illusive area with chaotic laws and no rules. The killing range of the God-killing Sword may not be as thrilling and huge as the artillery plowing the ground, but within a limited range, the level of power they stir up is far beyond any weapon that mortals can understand - Hao Ren has half a The body of God, August VII, has the "blessing" from Rock Marton, so he can survive in such an environment, but for others, this place has become a restricted area!

And in the constant exchange of two "weapons", the chirping noise of the God-killing Sword (which stabs lay people) never stopped from the beginning to the end:

"I said, brother, why don't you say anything? Why do you look exactly like me? Do you know who created us?"

"Hey, let me tell you, I gave myself a name, layman who stabs people. Do you know what it means, layman? He is very powerful..."

"Hao Ren, to be honest, this fighting can't solve the problem at all. You see, the old man in front of you is also very powerful. How can you two decide the winner in this moment? Why don't you sit down and have a good talk? Talk, maybe problems that cannot be solved by force can be solved by talking. You humans call this talk therapy..."

"Oh, the silent one, what a trick of fate. You said that we should be of the same ancestry, but now we can only bump into each other here. What is this? If there are not so many people in this world, What a fight!”

"Actually, my dream is to be a kitchen knife. I usually chop dumpling fillings, chop cabbage, etc., so that I can stay aloof and contribute..."

"But since it has become a weapon, you still have to accept it. The so-called love for what you do is just like the name I gave myself, the layman who stabs people - the silent one. Do you feel a sense of destiny? Free and easy and happy?”

"Hey, point it up, point it up! Did you know that you cut it crookedly? That direction can obviously be blocked!"

The God-killing Sword's chattering never stopped from beginning to end. Not to mention the veins on Hao Ren's forehead were throbbing. August VII opposite was also becoming more and more anxious and panicked. Waves of smoke rose up, and more twisted and ferocious black lines appeared on the bulging muscles, and his particularly swollen and thick right arm burst open, and black-red blood flowed down with billowing steam, and fell to the ground. Directly ablate out small holes that are emitting light smoke!

In a battle of this level, the slightest difference will bring irreversible decline. The demonized pope's slight weakness was immediately caught by Hao Ren and quickly turned into a huge advantage!

"The Great Lord... The Great Lord... Rock Marton..." August VII was covered in smoke and dust, and corrosive bodily fluids mixed with black and red blood emerged from all parts of his body. He retreated and uttered vague words. Indistinct murmurs, and finally, as Hao Ren yelled "Kick through the forest" and slashed at his arm with a sword, the demonized pope let out an inhuman roar and used the "crack" to block. "The Blade of the World" was chopped away with a sword!

However, after defeating the enemy like this, Hao Ren was a little stunned - the demonized pope's fighting power just now was beyond imagination. Although he lost his divine skills, the opponent's physical strength and the power of chaos that surrounded him were so powerful that it was terrifying. At this point, Hao Ren originally thought that this fierce battle would last for a long time, but he didn't expect that the powerful enemy in front of him would be defeated so quickly!

And when he was so stunned, he saw that the "World-Splitting Blade" that was thrown away suddenly made a sharp sound, and a large number of black lines bloomed around the blade, and even the nearby ground cracked open inch by inch. Come, and August VII's arm swelled instantly, opening countless horrific wounds as if in resonance. Amid the howl of the demonized pope, these cracks quickly expanded and swallowed his entire body in the blink of an eye. Body!

With a soft "pop" sound, the former Pope was completely shattered and turned into fragments and ashes.

Backlash? He was actually killed by the long sword given to him by Rock Marton?

Hao Ren still couldn't figure out what was going on, but he heard the God-killing Sword muttering again: "Fuck--don't you call me crazy..."

Hao Ren was immediately shocked: "What did you say?!"

"Um...it's just a possibility," the voice of the God-killing Sword sounded particularly weak. It seemed that it had been with Hao Ren for a long time. In addition, it had been contaminated by the breath of Raven 12345, and its character became even more weird. , "I think... I didn't call that guy crazy, right?"

The "brother" it spoke of was obviously the world-shattering blade in the hands of August VII.

Hao Ren was struck by lightning - this sentence is not adulterated at all, he was just like this after being struck by Raven 12345's divine punishment thunder - and stared blankly at the world-shattering blade inserted in the ground not far away. , Thunder is rolling in my heart.

Such a fierce battle, such a thrilling battle, and the final victory turned out to be because his weapon made the opponent's weapon go crazy... Where can I find the excuse for this?

This is definitely the most bizarre victory ever!

But the situation in front of him obviously did not allow Hao Ren to continue thinking about the logic of this victory, because after the Pope was eliminated, there were still remaining Annihilation cultists here, and there was even Lavinia who was messing around in front of the Ark of the Covenant!

With a loud wolf howl, the two Annihilation cultists who sacrificed their lives to block Lily's eyes flew out like broken sacks. Willy roared, but could only retreat angrily. His body was covered with scars and black-red demon blood. It flowed down the wound and formed a small pool on the ground, which looked shocking. However, Willy, who was about to leave the human category, seemed completely unaware of this level of blood loss. He just waved his arms manically. , looking at the werewolf girl in front of her who was glowing with a faint white light and possessing terrifying power.

Around the two of them, seriously injured or dead cultists lay scattered on the ground. The church knights and monks of Carathius and the barbarians of sub-races also suffered many casualties. The blood of various races soaked the Ark of the Covenant. In the nearby land, the air was filled with an oppressive smell of blood.

The few surviving cultists formed a circle around Willy. Not far away, Calasius was holding the platinum staff hard. A long wound on his chest was dripping with blood, and black gas was constantly coming out. The power of the healing technique was There was a surge of blood near the wound, but it was obvious that the high-ranking bishop would not be able to regain his fighting power in a short period of time.

The church warriors who were still standing gathered around Carathius, while the scarred sub-race barbarians gathered around the alpha wolf.

It seems that they are evenly matched, or that both sides suffer.

Lily was probably the most powerful warrior on the scene. She only had a few minor injuries on her body, and those wounds were already crawling and healing quickly. Her fangs were dripping with the blood of cultists in the air, and her golden pupils were transformed into beasts. Zhong Man is full of fighting spirit.

"Come on! Fight again! You are not a human being!"

"Bah - beast." Willy spat to the side, his tone full of mockery, but the mockery was even more angry. He looked at the sparse subordinates around him - these were his most loyal soldiers, "holy worshipers" who supported him far more fanatically than the original black-robed Lamore and others. The subordinates who sacrificed themselves and became guardian puppets can be said to be his real personal trump card in the Annihilation Sect. However, in just a short battle, most of these precious warriors fell.

Those barbarian soldiers and church warriors were easy to deal with. Although the high-level monks not far away were powerful, they were only mortals after all. The one who really caused such great damage was the "chief wolf".

But he couldn't do anything to her. Even after receiving the infusion of power from the Great Lord, Willy discovered this fact with some frustration.

Because the power of order around the alpha wolf happens to be specifically designed to restrain chaos.

But these are no longer important.

Willie dropped his angry look and put on a sly smile.

He knew that his purpose from the beginning was not to defeat these enemies in front of him, but to delay time and let Lavinia complete the ritual.

He looked in the direction of August VII. The failure of the old pope did not arouse much emotion in him. Annihilation believers never relied on unity and mutual assistance to stand together. He was just surprised that Hao Ren actually had a handful in his hand. "World-Splitting Blade", and it seems to be used very skillfully. However, unfortunately, there seems to be no time to figure out what is going on.

Lavinia's spell was almost over.

Hao Ren happened to see this scene and only had time to shout: "Fuck...wait..."

Lavinia breaks the seal on the disc.

In fact, before she actually finished reciting the incantation, the seal had been broken from the inside out, and the last few syllables of the incantation were read out completely due to inertia.

A dazzling white light burst out from the disc and swallowed up Lavinia's body in an instant. The latter directly assimilated into the torrent of light without even making a sound.

The white light continued to spread outward, but the speed was slow enough that the naked eye could catch it. It seemed to turn into some kind of substantial fluid. It first impacted the surface of the Ark of the Covenant, and then flowed around along the crystal pyramid. The sacred and majestic breath flowed from the light. The middle four overflowed, and except for people like Hao Ren and Lily who had already adapted to this divine aura, everyone who looked at the white light had the urge to worship!

However, just when Hao Ren thought that those rampant divine powers would burst out and completely wipe out the place, a strange scene appeared:

The white light suddenly calmed down, as if it was carefully judging something. Then they rippled and quickly rushed towards the twenty-one ancient prison officials surrounding the Ark of the Holy Covenant!

Almost in the blink of an eye, these divine powers disappeared into the bodies of the wardens who were bound and corroded by the magic of chaos, leaving no trace at all.

Everyone at the scene was in a daze, but Willy was the first to react. He realized that all plans and all intelligence had unprecedented deviations from his previous expectations, and Rock Marton's great resurrection had turned into a farce!

Now is his last chance to escape!

This idea swirled rapidly in Willy's mind and immediately turned into action. Before anyone could react, he had already cut his finger, preparing to activate the secret technique of escape.

However, just halfway through this action, he suddenly saw layers of ripples emerging in the air in front of him, and then a small red princess shoe poked out from inside and kicked him with an impact of at least two and a half tons. face.