Chapter 592 Four Kills
Dang! !
At the critical moment, Anthony raised his strong and powerful arms and blocked with the sculpture hammer in his hand.
The scarlet and transparent long sword chopped in front of Him almost instantly, and collided with the simple iron hammer, making a deafening clang.
As sparks flew, Anthony's face changed drastically.
A terrifying force suddenly attacked, and while he felt a tingling and numbness in his palms, arms and even upper body, his whole body leaned back uncontrollably.
Boom! !
Anthony's chest was stuffy and he flew backwards.
With a whoosh, his body passed through a blurred afterimage and flew straight in the air. Before he could land, Anthony felt the black-clothed young man attacking again.
The other party appeared in the air with a blank expression. Under the messy hair, there was a pair of cold silver-purple eyes——
The deep and gorgeous eyes seemed to be flowing with mysterious vortices, staring at him indifferently.
It was like looking at a dead person!
At this moment, Anthony finally understood what the "Blood Colonel" felt at that time... Fighting head-on with the "Red Sage" would be under unimaginable pressure!
This pressure comes from the crushing of all aspects of strength, as well as the frustration and helplessness of being unable to effectively counterattack.
The opponent is not only extremely fast, but also incredibly powerful. Even a simple sword is quite deadly!
This makes it necessary to be 100% serious and vigilant in dealing with it. Because if you are not careful, you will be doomed...
Anthony knows very well that although his frontal combat ability is not bad, it is still slightly inferior to that of "Blood Colonel" Hermann.
But even Hermann couldn't hold on for long in the hands of the "Red Sage", let alone himself.
The young man in black clothes was silent, teleported in front of Anthony, and in the blink of an eye he swung hundreds of swords. The scarlet sword curtain was blurred, and it made a sharp sound of breaking through the air that made people's scalps numb, buzzing.
And Anthony's scalp suddenly numbed.
He found that his spiritual perception could not keep up with the opponent's slash, and he could only rely on his fighting instinct to parry.
In an instant, the figures of the two flashed in the air, and dazzling flames continued to burst out, and terrifying crisp noises continued.
Ding!
Dangdangdangdang! !
In less than ten seconds, Anthony had resisted thousands of Jilan's swords. His sculpture hammer was covered with dense scratches and gaps, almost scrapped, and his arms and upper body were completely numb, and cracks appeared on his skin...
Jilan's swordsmanship was mixed with mysterious rhythms, oscillating energy, and extremely destructive and decomposing invisible alchemy that Anthony could not understand.
With the blessing of multiple powers, Anthony would be injured every time he took a sword.
After a short but fierce fight, he suddenly realized his bad condition, and couldn't help sweating and feeling lingering fear.
Dang! !
After resisting another sword, Anthony's mouth and nose were bleeding, and his eyes were filled with bloodshot.
His body flew backwards again.
During this process, Anthony's expression gradually became ferocious, and he roared:
"Bellu! Ander! Why don't you help?!"
The other two apostles who heard the call for help certainly didn't dare to slack off. They knew very well that if the "Stonemason" lost again, their situation would only get worse.
"Nightingale" Belu took a deep breath, raised her hands, gently crossed them and placed them on her lower abdomen, raised her chin slightly in the most elegant posture, opened her red lips, and sang beautifully:
"Long ago, in ancient times, the drums of war beat with the heartbeat, and the anger burned with the blood..."
"Unrivaled power surges in the body of the June warrior, and fearless courage shines on the hammer of the legendary craftsman..."
"The night of Toyalan will never block the fire of forging, and the gray fog of the world cannot stop the brilliance of carving. May art last forever, and may the name of Anthony Rorti be passed down to future generations."
This time, Belu did not try to interfere with Gillan again, because Herman's defeat clearly explained one thing-
Gillan's mental strength is quite outrageous, and it can greatly weaken this power against consciousness and spirit.
Even if Belu and Ander, the two apostles, join forces, it is difficult to affect Gillan.
Therefore, Belu chose to intervene in the battle in another way, that is, to fully assist Anthony and provide him with power gains.
Since we can't weaken the opponent, then strengthen the teammates!
"A good idea."
Gilan glanced at the lady who was singing in the distance and commented lightly.
"Nightingale" Belu, as the apostle of "Miss Elegy" in April, inherited her most beautiful singing voice.
The ancient tone, with an extremely infectious and inspiring melody, immediately affected Anthony in the battle with invisible power.
Bear! !
The legendary craftsman's face turned serious, and the whole body was covered with flames that distorted the vision. Even the broken forging hammer in his hand was as red as a branding iron, exuding an amazing momentum.
"Break it for me!!"
Anthony's eyes shone brightly, his face was full of anger, and he smashed the hammer with hatred, stirring up the gray fog for several kilometers in radius, with a huge momentum.
Boom boom -
This attack has far exceeded the limit that Anthony can exert, and the destructive power even makes Gilan secretly admire it.
But as a veteran player, Jilan understands the eternal truth of a game, which is "high output is for fun, but you have to be accurate when fighting the BOSS."
Coincidentally, in this game dominated by him, Jilan, as the "BOSS", has a peculiar ability, which is called "script hacking".
Buzz——
Jilan's original movement of swinging the sword was seen to be stagnant, as if it was forcibly interrupted by some force.
The next moment, the mighty force of the hammer swept over and submerged his body.
Anthony's eyes narrowed, and Beilu and Ander also looked closely into the vague energy storm, always paying attention to the condition of the "Red Sage".
The three of them were convinced that even one of the strongest apostles, "King Douchun" Agni, would never survive this blow!
But the next scene made them all change their colors.
I saw the young man in black clothes holding a sword in one hand, using the void to control the air as he walked out of the hammering storm... His figure was vaguely twisting at a high frequency at a speed that was difficult to observe, in a way that the three of them could not understand. dodge.
No matter how the terrible storm swept through, it seemed that it could not hurt Him in the slightest.
"How is this possible?!"
Anthony was startled, his Adam's apple rolling.
Gilan's figure was blurred, and he traced a strange trajectory through the storm to the front of the three people.
"'Game' is the art of making the impossible possible. I call it the 'ninth art' after literature, painting, music, dance, sculpture, architecture, drama and film."
He was suspended in the air, looking down at the three people below with an indifferent gaze, and spoke calmly.
Please...you...Collect_6Ⅰ9ⅠBookⅠ(Six\\\Nine\\\Book\\\!)
Ji Lan is wearing hunting clothes, holding a scarlet sword diagonally with one hand, and the colorful halo behind his head is bright, like a god.
In an instant, a huge pressure as heavy as heaven came over, making the three apostles' breathing stagnant.
Make the impossible possible? !
Doesn’t this mean violating common sense, breaking rules, and reversing the law...
Is it worthy of being called art? !
Suddenly, inexplicable anger emerged in the hearts of the three art directors. Because they believe that the "Red Sage" is insulting and blaspheming their beliefs and pursuits.
"Beru! Ander!"
At this time, Anthony suppressed the anger in his heart and shouted in a deep voice.
The other two apostles had a tacit understanding and took action immediately.
The song of "Nightingale" sounded again, and Anthony was radiating flames, as if he was gathering strength.
And the "paper bird" raised his hand and waved, and countless pale paper birds appeared from behind, turned into a giant hand that covered the sky, and smashed down on Jilan's head.
Boom! !
Anthony knows that any one of them alone is completely unable to compete with the "Red Sage". Only by working together can we have a chance to defeat the other party.
"Weeping Angel Guy."
At this time, Anthony murmured and revealed his trump card, which was also his most proud masterpiece - he raised the sculpture hammer and hit the file in his other hand.
when! !
When the sparks burst out, a giant sculpture a hundred meters high appeared out of thin air in front of the three people.
The sculpture is all gray with wings on its back. It looks like a pure girl with long curly hair in a dress, with her hands clasped together in a prayer posture. His face was sad, with tears falling down, and his half-closed eyes were looking down at the young man in black clothes in mid-air.
Buzz——
Following the gaze of the Weeping Angel "Gay", an invisible force enveloped Gilan, causing his movements to become extremely slow. It was as if the air was filled with strong glue, clinging to his body and making it difficult to move.
"Huh?" Ji Lan raised his eyebrows, seemingly surprised. "It's interesting that even space can be blocked, thus restricting my movement."
And the power of the girl sculpture goes far beyond that.
He also saw his mouth slightly open, spitting out an ethereal sound:
"The world will mourn the passing of the 'Red Sage' just as it mourns the departure of Saint Omer."
As he spoke, the clasped hands of the sculpture separated, and one hand turned flat and stretched out towards Jilan, as if to say goodbye.
Buzz——
Jilan was shocked to find that the invisible "Gangfeng" protective layer surrounding him collapsed on its own at this moment.
"Without the protection of alchemy, you are just equivalent to a slightly more powerful shell spiral apostle."
Anthony said coldly.
After saying this, the skin all over his body changed color, turning into a sculpture-like gray, looking hard and powerful.
At this moment, the giant hand made of countless paper birds fell, and hit Ji Lan like it blocked the sky.
Jilan tried to activate the "automatic dodge", but found that due to his severe speed limit, this ability was temporarily disabled.
Just like in the game, when the character is restricted by DEBUFF, "script hang" may not be able to avoid damage 100%.
There was a loud bang.
Gilan's figure was knocked down by a big pale hand and hit the ground made of gray fog, stirring up billowing fog dozens of meters high.
His life gauge was also cleared at this moment.
Not only that, the number "998" displayed at the end actually fell continuously and turned into "994" in the blink of an eye!
This means that with the tacit cooperation of Anthony, Beru and Ander, Gillan died 4 times in an instant!
And "Mason" Anthony did not waste this excellent output opportunity. He dodged and appeared in the sky above where Gillan fell. He roared, raised his hammer, and smashed it down angrily.
"Guilan Iros! Die!!"