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Chapter 176: The beginning of civil strife
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Christina used her little frozen red hand to skillfully grab a sharp spear, a young rouge horse, like a leaping flame, running on the cold grassland, with her immature face. He tried his best to squeeze out a fierce and cute look, and uttered a milky roar at a hare running wild with his legs.
Even when she was a child, Christina's overall strength was far superior to those of her age. She is taller than all horses, and is faster than all children. In close combat, she can even compete with adult warriors. Above the sea of grass, the group of twinkling rouge flames is getting closer and closer to the hare, and the flint spear stabbed a sharp trajectory in the air, reaching the hare's head!
"call out!!!"
Just as the tip of the spear was about to pierce the hare, a sharp feather arrow hit the prey's left eye impartially. The huge impact force directly knocked the little animal out, drawing a blood-colored arc in the air, and Christina's spear also pierced the frozen grass.
"Who robbed my prey!"
Looking from the left side of the rouge horse's bulging image: it was a pitch-black, young horse with four hooves, but pale like ice and snow. She has a little baby-fat cute face, and her radiant and magnificent blood-colored eyes are like rubies, almost exactly the same as herself.
Christian let out a series of silver bells of laughter, triumphantly waved the short bow in his hand, cheering for his victory, and the bloody herdsmen who were grazing cattle and sheep beside him gave a kind smile to the fight between the two sisters.
"Christian!"
The immature rouge horse was very dissatisfied with the fact that her prey was snatched by her sister, she rushed in the direction of the dark horse!
Anna's eldest daughter, from birth, was thinner and weaker than other foals. The growth rate is extremely slow. After being slammed into the face by her sturdy sister, she couldn't resist, and within two blows, she was put to the ground by the rouge horse. Overwhelm a piece of withered grass.
Four dark horseshoes straddled the thin body of the eldest daughter, pressing her firmly under her, and two small frozen hands, constantly harassing her sister's neck and armpits, and her tender face, lovingly rubbed her sister's cheeks. . Let the black pony, tears of laughter almost flowed down.
The intimacy of the two sisters screamed and drew everyone into laughter. The heroic, bloody and angry chief also stood quietly on the spot, showing a doting smile at his two daughters.
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The phantom of the past, like a revolving lantern, kept flashing in Christina's mind. After drinking the poisonous wine sent by her sister, it seemed that thousands of ants had penetrated into her brain, constantly biting each other. A fragile nerve! Let alone fighting, the rouge horse can't even maintain a standing posture!
Suddenly, a sharp pain came from the horse's hoof. Christina lost her balance and fell heavily to the ground. Four white horse hoofs, like ice and snow, straddled her red body, the dark figure, like a heavy mountain, dead. Death was crushed on her graceful body.
"Dear sister, do you remember our childhood? You have defeated me countless times, and countless times pressed on me, and this time, the person on it is me! Christian!"
Rouge Lima wanted to say something, but her head, which was already so painful, hit the floor heavily during the fall. She couldn't use any strength all over her body. Slowly, only a piece of darkness was left in front of her— —
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Seeing the defeat of the Bloodfury Chief, the six bloody angry families were either shocked or joyful, with different expressions, but as long as they are not blind, they can understand: this duel was touched by someone, Christina From start to finish, she is like a drunk alcoholic, unable to stand even standing, let alone fighting!
Kaur and the other two fell victim to a hundred households, chose to remain silent. Not long after they joined the blood rage, their foundations were not stable, they just wanted to fight iron, forge arrows, lead a peaceful life, and were unwilling to get involved in the political whirlpool. There is no difference between the two sisters who are the chiefs.
King of Gothic Thousands of Households and Hill Giants, pretending to ignore the occurrence. Don't dare, and don't want to wade in this muddy water.
And those bloody wrath veterans who were loyal to the chief could no longer suppress the anger in their hearts. The predator Kuronia and the fearless leader Caen bent a bow and held a halberd. With two hundred troops, they tried to save from the bard The next chief. However, Christian and the barbarians under Chalaton immediately confronted them.
Two against two, the situation is at a stalemate.
"This unjust duel is invalid! The chief can't even wield the halberd in her hand! It must be some kind of paralysis or dizziness! Christian, there is no glory for your victory!"
Caen quickly summoned his men. A total of three hundred people wore full-body chain mail. The heavy armor with a halberd is fearless, and it is a guard unit that belongs directly to the rouge horse. Many people even grew up with Chief Anna. These veterans have witnessed the decline of the Bloodfury clan and their rise.
And Curonia's barbarians are not general. One by one they opened their bows and arrows, and confronted Christian and Chalaton's troops tit-for-tat, making the atmosphere extremely tense.
"Set a spear!!!"
Stormpike soldiers participated in the conflict. They were well-trained in a square array, surrounded by two hundred families loyal to the rouge horses, surrounded by huge tower shields, connected into rows of impenetrable walls, and countless spears protruding from the battlements. Their slender, sharp gun points form a dense steel forest.
The soldiers behind this layer of defense even pulled out their longbows and arrows, ready to shoot out the horrible rain of arrows that would cover the sky and the sun at any time.
"Don't struggle and resist. Caen! Curonia! The fact is before your eyes. I, Anna's eldest daughter, Christian! I defeated my sister, and now I am the bloody chief!"
The bard slowly stood up, his small and exquisite body, like a dark behemoth, brought unprecedented oppression to the two of them.
"The Bloodfury clan has just been rejuvenated. I don't want the blood of the people to shed light in a meaningless civil war! Christian! You don't want to trample on the painstaking efforts of Pain Hess over the past three months and let his efforts be in vain. Flow, isn't it?"
Seeing that the Stormpike army was ready to take action, Curonia hurriedly shouted.
After hearing the words "Painhurs", the bard trembled uncomfortably, she shook her head slightly at the leader of Thunder Spear, and the muscular sister Gui indifferent shrugged and ordered her men to stop the attack-if it were not for the gods. The order to choose the descendants, the mess of blood and rage, they are too lazy to manage.
"Well, Christian, despite the despicable means, you defeated your sister. I admit that you are the bloody chief."
Seeing the enemy and the widows, Curonia gritted her teeth, bent her front hoofs, kneeled respectfully in front of the bard, and recognized her as the chief.
"Then, next. Me! Curonia! Challenge your property, your status, everything about you!"
The great predator slowly rose from the ground. The fierce vicissitudes of the yin bird face, with endless killing intent. A pair of sharp eyes seemed to pierce the enemy's chest. The inky black cloak woven by tens of thousands of eagle feathers also rustled under the breeze.
A dark falcon stood on Curonia's right shoulder, staring at the dwarf in front of him fiercely. It opened a pair of huge black wings eight feet wide and let out a terrifying cry.
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Chapter 177: Silent Deathmatch
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Christian let out a contemptuous sneer, flipped over her slender wrist, and an antique lute appeared out of thin air on her tender palm. The bard raised a front hoof intoxicated and hit the ground lightly, acting as an accompaniment drum. The five imaginary fingers skillfully plucked the strings, letting the air ripple with arcane waves.
After fighting side by side for many years, Christian understood that Curonia's animal companion was a female eagle. Therefore, she used illusion to forge an extremely mighty eagle phantom.
The eagle is huge, burly physique, sharp eagle beak and claws, like polished brass, shining dazzling light under the sunlight, which is extremely in line with the female eagle's mate selection standards. The female eagle eyes are straight.
"Damn, her illusion skills are more deadly than three months ago-no, Christian is better at playing musical instruments than singing-so when she uses a musical instrument, although she can't use weapons, but the strength of illusion, It is several times as much as singing."
Looking at the nymph-faced female eagle, Curonia sighed silently, bent the bow and set the arrow, the sharp clusters of arrows pointed directly at the bard in front of him, and the instrument in the other hand disappeared in an instant. . Instead, it was a wooden crossbow with her back behind her.
The compound longbow of the Great Predator requires the bowstring to be fully stretched, aiming, and then loosening the string and shooting. But the bard's crossbow arrow only needs to perform the two actions of aiming and pulling the hanging knife. Therefore, the stubby crossbow arrow, the first to draw a stern arc in the air, was heavily nailed to Kuronia's left shoulder, splashing a stern blood flower.
The intense pain caused the feather arrow he was about to shoot, immediately lost its accuracy, and slanted into Christian's side.
At the same time, the bard's white horseshoes stepped heavily on the pedals at the front end of the crossbow, and she bent down her slender waist and her bronzed hands, pulling the crossbow string back.
However, in terms of rate of fire, the wooden crossbow is far inferior to the longbow. This period of time is enough for Kuronia to shoot a second feather arrow. His tense muscles squeezed the broken blood vessels forcefully, causing hot blood to gush out along the wound torn by the crossbow bolt.
Xuefury Hundreds resisted the pain and let a sharp feather arrow hit the opponent's left shoulder. When Christina straightened up and loaded the crossbow arrows, the third cluster of arrows also drew a stern arc in the air, accurately hitting her neck.
The loyalists suddenly burst into cheers like a tsunami. It is worthy of being one of the few predators in the entire council. With just three arrows, Anna's eldest daughter was defeated.
However, after a brief silence, those who were loyal to Christian and betrayed the chief's rebels burst out with more cheering laughter!
Kuronia's pupils shrank into the shape of needles in an instant—the moment a sharp arrow pierced her neck, Christian's small and exquisite body instantly transformed into an ethereal spirit form, allowing Yuya to pass directly through her vitals— -That chain mail is exactly the same as the spiritual battle armor of the Holy Huo Ka'an.
That's a spare armor for the false king!
The great predators clearly remember the scene at the time-after they defeated the Holy Fire, they divided the spoils... No, when they divided the spoils, this unique spare armor was finally involved in a series of dirty activities of power and money trading. Down, fell into Tolia's hands. Only a few chiefs and the person who discovered the armor knew about this.
Why, why does it appear on Christian? Wait a minute, combined with her collusion with the Stormpike clan to try to seize the chieftain's position, then there is only one answer!
"Traitor! Chris..."
After communicating everything, Curonia was instantly swallowed by endless anger, and he roared loudly, wanting to make this terrible betrayal public. But Christian moves faster! The noisy sound in Baihu's ear suddenly turned into a dead silence, and the words in his mouth also turned into silent silence.
A moving ballad entwined with arcane energy lingers beside the bard. In the twenty-foot space around the big predator, no sound can be heard. He couldn't even use magic spells to recover from his injuries.
However, this silent magic has also become a weapon of the great predator. After understanding his situation, Curonia instantly turned into a gust of wind and rushed towards Christian!
The silent space accompanies his movement, and the bard is also enveloped in an extremely depressing silence, the beautiful singing ceases abruptly, and Christian's magic and chanting are completely blocked by his own spells.
In a silent silence, the two drew out a melee weapon and two sharp short knives to fight against the shield and the warhammer. The iron-cast killing weapon drew a deadly arc in the air, rubbing and colliding a series of dazzling sparks, but it failed to make a sound.
After understanding Kuronia's moves, the wooden iron-clad magic kite shield suddenly burst out with a dazzling light. The smooth and flat surface of the shield is as bright, dazzling and hot as a thousand suns. Like countless small burning needles, it temporarily pierced the eyes of the enemy.
Curonia let out a silent scream. He knows the methods of the bard, but there is no way to deal with it—close your eyes? In this silent world, after losing the two most important senses, what can he use to fight Christian?
The bard also laughed silently. If Kuronia chooses to shoot arrows from a distance, the great predator who loses the ability to cast spells will also be beaten to death by himself with offensive spells and some crossbow arrows. No matter how he chooses, this is a dead end.
Under the cover of the dazzling light, Christian's two hearts were beating faster and more violently. The delicate bronze skin, as if swept by the hand of death, cracked and scarred scars. The red blood, like boiling molten slurry, surged in her body, and through the terrifying cracks, bloody steam was emitted. They flew and rotated, and finally condensed together, and finally turned into a sky. Dark red smoke!
Thousands of thunders instantly entangled the warhammer in Christian's hand, and under the entanglement of a bloody mist, it slammed Curonia, who had lost sight and hearing and wielded a short knife indiscriminately.
Two silent bombardments broke the opponent's arms, and the sharp short blade, accompanied by the weakly drooping arm, fell to the ground. The dancing electric current paralyzed the enemy's body. And when the terrifying warhammer flashing silent thunder drew a third arc of death in the air, the golden hammer head hit the big predator's chest heavily, sinking a large fleshy skin.
"Enough! Christian! Curonia is defeated, you don't need to kill!"
Seeing this cruel scene that was close to torture, Caen was suddenly blemished, and he was about to rush forward when he pulled out his halberd, but was blocked by a large number of Thunder Spear soldiers. The person in the lead uttered the cruelest words in an almost plain tone.
"He didn't say the word [Admit defeat], so the battle will not end."
"Are you really blind! The entire battlefield is shrouded in silence! How could Kuronia say the word surrender! It will kill you if you continue to fight! Get out of me!"
The fearless leader uttered an angry roar, his heart beating faster and faster, ready to fall into a violent state at any time, and start a desperate fight with these thunder spears! The heavy armored fearless have also entered a state of battle, wanting to dye the sacred fortress of Skerrit red with the blood of these traitors!
"Chalaton! Curonia has been your partner since childhood! Do you really want to watch him die like this! Do you really want to stand on the side of that unscrupulous dwarf?" Some bloody angry veterans questioned With the robes standing on the bard's side, all that responded to them were wandering eyes and awkward silence.
They were also shocked by Christian's atrocities and pity their old friends, but they did not dare to disobey the orders of the new chief.
As early as after the third hammer, Kuronia lost consciousness under the double blow of thunder and physics, and collapsed to the ground like Rouge Lima. However, Christian, who was completely engulfed by anger with a bloody mist burning all over his body, did not let go of his thoughts. The bard seemed to want to vent all the insults and discriminations, arrogance and prejudice he had received in recent years. Her authoritative hundred households!
The new bloodrage chief uttered a silent roar, and she raised two white front hooves like ice and snow, and trampled on the loser who had already fainted again and again, round after round.
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Chapter One Hundred and Seventy-Eight: White Horse Fall
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The sturdy horseshoe trampled Curonia's vigorous body time and time again, beating him with bruises, but the deadly heart, head and other parts did not have a trace of scars.
"Who else wants to test my strength?! Who else wants to question my authority?! Who else wants to be trampled by me beyond recognition like this sad loser?!"
I don't know how long the silence technique dissipated. The skin was covered with scars of magma, and the whole body was exuded with scarlet blood. He looked like a fierce and terrifying bard like a demon, as if tired of playing, kicked Curonia off the wood. The stage, raising his arms, made a crazy laugh.
Some loyalists, who had been frightened by Christian's atrocities, were convinced of the power of the bard by seeing the invincible leader who was usually defeated so easily. The noble status of the other party also made many veterans vacillate. The 2,000 heavily armed Thunder Pike soldiers became the last straw that crushed their psychological defense.
"Papa."
A sharp halberd fell to the ground feebly. A brutal soldier belonging to Curonia tremblingly threw away the blade in his hand, bent his front hooves, and offered it to the new chief who looked like a madman. Own loyalty.
This move seemed to have pushed the first plank of the dominoes, and a whole hundred families of brutal soldiers were in great terror, farther and farther away from Caen's three hundred fearless.
"It seems that you are determined to resist me?" The violent time has long passed, but Christian cannot show her weakness at this critical moment. Therefore, she used blood as a price to forcibly maintain the bloody rage. Showed a regretful grin at Caen.
"Christian, you are absolutely crazy! Look what you did! Betrayed the compatriots who grew up together, betrayed his twin sisters, even colluded with outsiders, betrayed the entire clan! Now all four hoofs are covered. You, blood, look even uglier than the dwarf who had no power to bind the chicken before!"
"Don't just talk, come on stage! According to our tradition, power can determine everything!" Christian said mockingly. "In the previous days, didn't you all relied on your own strength to look down on me? What? Now you are? Are you castrated like the livestock that are raising fat and waiting to be slaughtered?"
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"you!"
Caen, who was stunned, just wanted to take the stage, but was stopped by his subordinates. Three hundred fearless fights to the death, perhaps there is still the possibility of victory, singled out, there is no life.
Christian's combat effectiveness is not strong, but his equipment is in a state of crushing. Silence can block the sound, the dazzling shield can blind the eyes, and the Thunder's warhammer ignores the armored defenses. In times of crisis, it can even turn into an ethereal spirit body, avoiding all attacks. In this situation. There is no warrior in Bloodfury that can contend with it.
"Calm down, Caen! Right now we should break out of the fortress and pass the information to thousands of households! There are more than 1,300 people under his hand, and we still have hope of a comeback!"
"Painhurs? You put your last hope on the pale horse?"
The bard with extremely keen hearing made a harsh ridicule.
"Ha! I'm telling the truth, Chief Jinlu will send a large army to ambush halfway, and the Thunderpike clan next to him will launch a deadly backstab at the most critical moment! The person with him will die! Can't come back! And the descendants of God's choice will just leave Painhurs' life as promised, and the five flowers will be tied back to my body..."
Christian did not say anything. Suddenly, the space in the center of the square was crazily distorted! Two portal doors that seemed to lead to the abyss were instantly exposed to everyone.
One man and one woman, one white and one black. One old and one young, two powerful wizard spellcasters, first stepped out of the arcane door. Pulling hard with both arms, the four huge horses and horses were pulled out of the dark abyss one after another.
"Damn Thunderpike boys! Your chief, in the hands of my old lady! If you don't want her to die, put down your weapons! Put down your weapons!!!"
Among the black fangs, the most powerful executioner: Salaiya. While holding Chaoge's withered and shriveled arm, he passed through the dark abyss. While holding a sharp short knife, the blade slammed against Chief Thunderpike's neck. Her black armor was stained with the blood of centaurs and horses.
"Damn, two teleportation techniques can only take four people? This is too little! You can't do it, female warlock!"
The leader of the guard who killed the golden shoe, Logan, whose status has greatly improved, also returned to the Glory of Skerrit under the traction of Heniwell. His rude complaint caused the drow to roll his eyes silently.
"You are too heavy to blame me! I can teleport four humans or elves. But, your terrible weight? I'm almost exhausted by teleporting two! You dark horse that is not grateful!"
"Okay, okay, teacher, Logan, don't get excited, those damn traitors, you must never think that we defeated the coalition of Jinlu and Thunder Spear. Use your spells to teleport back instantly!"
Painhurs took the smooth and delicate dark palm of the sorcerer, and the last one walked out of the portal. The pale body of the tall godjun, the golden crown of the nine demons dancing wildly, and the blood stains all over his body immediately caused a burst of exclamation.
It took the expeditionary force a full day to reach the end of the northern grassland. However, relying on the open and flat grassland terrain and the teleportation skills of the two wizard spellcasters, the six returned home, and it only took two minutes.
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Painhurs thought thoroughly. Sandra said there are traitors in Bloodfury. However, before setting off, he took Christian, Caen, and Couronia for safety. Chalaton. The four loyal comrades who had fought together from the Asia-Europe grasslands to the present, and their brutal soldiers, all stayed inside the fortress. Coupled with the fact that the Chief Bloodrage himself sits in town, it is enough to suppress any flames of rebellion in a short time.
The hill giants and the Gothic barbarians just want to live a peaceful life, but two vassals dare to participate in the internal affairs of the centaur? Three falling hammers? Treating these craftsmen class, they are tax-free, war-free, plus various resource tilts, and their living conditions have been countless times better. They are grateful to themselves, and there is no reason for rebellion!
Even if Kaul really turned back, it would be impossible to persuade all the well-paid craftsmen to participate in the rebellion. With three hundred tents, he would pull out a hundred people who dared to rebel.
Then, the only threat came from the two thousand thunder spears of Skerrit's brilliance.
So, with three powerful spellcasters, two executioners who specialize in civil wars to protect themselves from spellcasting, plus the hostage [Chief Stormpike], how can this civil war be lost?
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Chapter 179: The Dark Blindfold
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Christian's mouth grew in shock, and he looked at everything in front of him in disbelief. Months of plots were completely shattered by two teleportation techniques. The pale white horse that should have been caught alive by the golden shoes not only brought the caster back to the fortress. , Even caught the chief of Stormpike!
Painhurs' eyes widened as well, and he looked around in astonishment, trembling slightly all over his body. Christina and Curonia collapsed to the ground, motionless. But Christian and Chalaton stood on the high platform, commanding the brutal soldiers to surround Caen! The brothers and sisters of the past are already facing each other.
"Catch them alive! Immediately!!!"
After a brief silence, Christian roared loudly. She understood that in this extreme situation, all explanations were so pale and weak. However, as long as you seize Painhurs, after the overall situation is set, there is time to explain the matter to him.
Correct! There was nothing wrong with his own plan, but the person who captured Pain Hess alive had changed from the minion of the golden shoe to himself!
After hearing the orders of the new chief, the bloody veterans who had sworn allegiance looked at each other, and no one dared to act on their acting chief. The bard promised that she would defeat her sister herself, and Painhurs would be captured alive by the golden shoe. After confirming that he would not fight the two chiefs, these people barely participated in the civil war.
And the foreign soldiers who occupied three-quarters of the population of Bloodfury were trembling all over and did not dare to step forward. The chief in name, although it is Christina. However, in the eyes of Sanqian Jiangbing, Painhurs' status is much higher than his rouge spouse.
The person who kills the sacred fire is a pale horse.
In the third chapter of the covenant, the man who established the new order is a pale horse.
The people who reform and innovate to make the clan more powerful are still pale horses!
Pain Hess is almost the uncrowned king of the Bloodfury clan. More than a dozen monster clans, in his powerful arcane magic, turned to ashes. Soldiers who are willing to follow him to fight, trample on the enemy's bones, plunder the enemy's treasure, and become stronger and richer under the system he has established.
This gradually accumulated love and prestige is enough to deter most of the bloody brutal soldiers.
"AlanNure Painhus!!!"
Looking at the rebels shaking their minds, the three wildhammers, who remained neutral, ran to the side of the pale white horse, and aimed their bows, shields, and hammers at Christian's rebel army. Now is a good time to give charcoal in the snow and improve yourself.
Facing the imposing Thunder Spear army, Saleya slipped his right hand and cut Sandra's neck without hesitation, letting the dripping blood gush out along the huge wound, frightening those who tried to charge. Muscle sister is expensive. The chief's eldest daughter hurriedly ordered everyone not to move without permission
Looking at the Stormpike soldiers who were no longer moving, the black fangs and vermilion lips were lightly opened, and he performed healing magic, healed Chief Stormpike's knife wound-the knife just didn't hurt the nerves or blood vessels. As a master planner and chief executioner, he knows every corner of his fellow robe's body.
"Pale horse! That damn dwarf rebelled! She used a despicable trick to poison the chief and stun, then challenged and defeated Christina! Curonia tried to single-handedly stop it, but was beaten. Half dead!"
Seeing the pale sorcerer who appeared in front of him like a divine soldier, Caen was overjoyed and immediately told the sudden change like the other party.
"Sizzle—"
Facing the imposing Thunder Pike army, Salaiya flashed his right hand and cut Sandra's neck without hesitation, letting the hot blood, like a red fountain, gush out along the terrible crack, Scarlet arcs were drawn in the air, splashing the face of Sister Gui's army. The lucky Thunder Pike soldiers did not expect that the opponent would actually play for real, so they had to stop the attack.
Looking at the Stormpike soldiers who were no longer acting, the black fangs made a cold sneer. Her lips were lightly opened, and she performed healing magic to recover from Chief Thunderpike's knife wound-the knife just didn't hurt the nerves and blood vessels. As the master of planing and the chief executioner of the black bat, Salea knows every corner of the centaur's body.
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The rebellion reached a deadlock again. Looking at Painhurs' dark eyes full of disappointment, anger, and even resentment, Christian's heart seemed to be cut back and forth by a blunt knife, and there were bursts of terrible pain as if the soul was torn apart.
"Bloodfury, under the leadership of you and your sister, will sooner or later fall into the abyss. Your stupidity will make the whole clan buried in your ridiculous golden hat! Painhurs! We will all die in the golden shoes. Under the butcher knife!"
Christian was a little shaken, and tremblingly took two steps back, but she quickly recovered, the bloody arrogance soaring, and the burning more vigorously!
"Whether it is you or me, we both need a large number of soldiers to fulfill different dreams. Don't let them drain the last drop of blood because of this ridiculous civil turmoil. Come on, Christian, let's get things done. Simpler."
Painhurs snapped his fingers and used magic tricks to create a dark blindfold that covered his left eye. Like a one-eyed pirate.
"I······"
Christian's lips trembled slightly, and he looked at the white horse in front of him idiotically. Commanding a subordinate to attack, and doing it yourself are completely two concepts! However, there is no time for her to consider. The bloody anger has long exceeded the prescribed time limit, and now, every horrible ray of bloody smoke is a manifestation of burning one's own life!
"boom!!!"
The bard, like a flash of black and red lightning, instantly slammed in front of Painhurs, and the shield, which was as smooth as a mirror, became more and more hot. A dazzling golden light burst out!
"Sorry."
When the golden light dissipated, Christian rounded the warhammer in his hand, the terrifying weapon made of gold and steel, while being entwined with pale electric current and scarlet steam, it lightly hit Painhurs' right arm.
The bard was convinced that the blinding warlock could not stop his attack at all. Thousands of electric currents will follow his flesh and blood, spread across the six limbs and hundreds of skeletons, making him paralyzed and easily subdued by himself. Just like Chalaton and Curonia.
However, Painhurs took off the slightly red, extremely hot black blindfold, the dark and deep night pupils that looked like an abyss, and slowly opened them under the astonished gaze of the bard. He easily judged the trajectory of the warhammer, holding up a kite shield made of pure wood, blocking the bombardment of the thunder hammer!
The two combatants know each other's ability. The warlock also knew the characteristics of the shield. However, the amount of his knowledge reserves is totally different from those who can't sail at all.
In the past, the crew often moved back and forth between the dark cabins and the bright decks. The flickering working environment makes their eyes extremely uncomfortable.
Therefore, the sailor will close one eye and wear the black eye mask that absorbs the light best. In this way, the eye that is covered by the black cloth will hardly be affected by the sun. When entering the dark place, the black cloth Open it, and you can adapt to the dark environment immediately.
In fact, the warlock wanted to make sunglasses to protect against the dazzling glare. However, he didn't understand the principle of sunglasses at all, so he couldn't make it, so he had to go back and use the zero-ring trick to create a dark eye mask.
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Chapter One Hundred and Eighty: Dark Curse · Flash Dust
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The ability of the dazzling shield can only be used twice a day. After running out, it was just a plain shield. Christian was forced into the quagmire of close combat. The halberd and the shield hammer, accompanied by the terrible sound of metal friction, slammed together, splashing bright and dazzling red sparks.
As a warlock and a bard, both possess extremely powerful spellcasting abilities, but, as the price of studying arcane arts for many years, Painhurs and Christian have no time to study melee skills, in terms of adult horse standards. , They can only be considered barely qualified.
However, the acting chief is inherently brutal and powerful, and can be ranked in the top three among the powerful chiefs. The black dwarf is inherently disadvantaged. Under the heavy and heavy offensive of the halberd, they retreated steadily.
Christian's beautiful bronze face became paler, weaker, and the bard who had lost too much blood, had to stop the bloody rage that burned his life, endless exhaustion, exhaustion, and immediately flooded her like a tide. The whole body.
The pocket-sized black body of the new chief shook twice weakly, her vision was blurred, her eyelids drooped down, her brain was almost completely destroyed by the feeling of exhaustion, and she almost fell into a deep sleep.
Looking at the glamorous face almost exactly the same as Christina except for the skin color, Painhurs shook his five fingers, and the halberd in his hand turned over, facing the bard's sharp axe, turning it into another. The head of the heavy hammer on the side.
Just when he was about to end all this, accompanied by bursts of sad and moving soft ballads, the bard under his hooves slowly turned into a tall, handsome rouge horse—physical appearance, frowning and smiling, all With her sister. Exactly the same.
"Now what's the point of disguising yourself as Christina?!"
Repeated fierce battles with Chief Sandra and the hard-to-fight Thunder Spear elite also consumed a lot of Painhurs' physical strength. Today, the white horse's condition is not much better. The bloody angry thousand households panted heavily. Looking at the bard, he let out a cold sneer.
"I really didn't expect that the betrayer was you! Christian! How did the chief treat you badly? Your sister recovered from a serious injury, and immediately struggled to climb out of the tent, threatening or even threatening all the people who had laughed at you. Beaten up! Did she ever treat you badly? Why are you..."
Suddenly, the white horse seemed to have thought of something. His eyes widened in shock, looking at the phantom in front of him in disbelief, his chin almost dropped to his chest because of the extreme astonishment.
"Then...that night...yes, it was you?!"
"You guessed it, pale horse!"
Christian bit her lower lip severely, and drove away the exhaustion with the pain of her vagina. While Painhurs was shocked, with the help of arcane magic, he concealed his figure and disappeared in front of everyone.
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"Hey, he actually wanted to use that thing to disrupt his mind...Unexpectedly, I would be forced to this level! The dazzling shield and the spiritual chain armor need time to recover. Today is not expected Go on. Melee can't compete with it, so there is no need to use the furious state of being unable to cast spells.
In the past three months, I have calculated and performed all the fighting methods of all the angry families, and learned about their most feared nightmare, and thus devised various coping strategies. However, because of the promise of the descendants of God, I He didn't prepare for battle with his sister and Peinhes at all! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Just the last step, I can't lose here, I don't want to lose here! "
Christian forced his invisible weak body and hid to the edge of the square, thinking crazy about the way to victory. What kind of spells and phantoms would he use to crush his psychological defenses?
"boom!!!"
Suddenly, a loud noise disrupted the mind of the bard. Countless flashes of dust, accompanied by the blast wave, instantly spilled over the entire square. An entire area was shrouded in dark golden clouds. Every tiny gold powder emits a dazzling light like a blazing flame, making the creatures standing in the cloud unable to open their eyes at all.
And the pale horse turned into an ethereal gas form, floating on the whole dark golden shining smoke. Looking down at the battlefield under the hooves-finally, he saw what he was looking for: dancing with the wind, dense dark gold dust, in a corner of the square, outlined a half-man and half-horse exquisite shape.
PS: It's a bit urgent today, so many codes first, and QAQ will be added tomorrow.
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