Chapter 70: The Blasphemous Artifact (Part 2)

Strangely, the huge wolf-headed monster did not intend to attack Delson's Royal City. On the contrary, his target was Effenberg's convoy.

The strange-style thin-blade battle axe casually took a hatch and pulled a deep ditch on the ground. He was moving forward desperately. The convoy that wanted to enter the royal city fell into the ditch.

The wolf-headed monster fiddled with his claws in the deep ditch, but the person he touched was immediately covered in blood and blood! It found an iron box, and Effenberg saw it and immediately pulled the old prime minister desperately and shouted: "Sir, think of a solution, it's the midwinter sword ring!"

"Ah!" The old prime minister was also stunned, but what could he do? The thirty members of the royal magician group behind him concentrated all their magic power and finally released a powerful collective magic "Flame Heavenly Punishment". However, the fire cloud was blocked by a faint blood flame in front of the wolf-headed monster. The old prime minister's face changed: anti-wear attributes...

His heart was already sinking. This guy was not only powerful, but also had anti-wear properties. I'm afraid even if Ramir came, he would be at a loss.

The wolf-headed monster's blood-red eyes suddenly glared at the group of magicians. Suddenly, with force, opened its mouth and squirted, a blood-flame meteor hit the magician group with a bang, leaving a large pit with a diameter of 30 meters on the ground, and nothing else was left.

The old prime minister's lover was lifted out with his horse for more than ten meters. Fortunately, he was also a knight, and his body was still hard. He rolled on the ground twice, eliminating the impact, and got up in a mess and ran away immediately to a farther place.

The wolf-headed monster seemed to see that he was the commander, his blood-red eyes stared at him, his belly squirmed, and another "roar" sounded, and another blood-flame meteor spurted out, heading straight for the old prime minister.

Seeing the blood-flame meteor under the blood-flame meteor, the old prime minister was unable to save his life. Suddenly, a silver dragon flew from outside the city, and came first, catching up with the blood-flame meteor, hovering in front of the old prime minister, turning into a ball of silver mercerized net. The blood-flame meteor crashed into the light net, and the silver dragon slammed, and the meteor was shattered into countless small fireballs, flying in all directions, and its power was suddenly reduced by dozens of times.

The old prime minister rolled on the spot, avoided a rain of fire, and after seeing the silver dragon clearly, he smiled with relief: "Adaweiden, thank you, you saved this old life again, hahaha..."

The silver dragon floated in the air, and could see clearly that it was a strange weapon that looked like a knife and a sword. The entire weapon was integrated, with sharp blades everywhere, and there was not even a handle.

A colorless fighting spirit wrapped it, as if it was hovering in the void.

A slim figure appeared behind the "Silver Dragon" at some point. She glanced coldly at the old prime minister on the ground: "Fenley, you are getting more and more useless."

The old prime minister was also used to being sarcastic by her, and retorted: "Adaweiden, you can't bear your mouth all over you, otherwise Ramir wouldn't..." The god of Duanluo war floated over with a murderous look, and the old prime minister smiled: "Forget it, I won't say anything, you can help me get rid of this big guy first."

While the two were talking, the wolf-headed monster had already opened the box and took out a simple golden ring from it.

The ring could only hook on the tip of its claws. It raised its hand to the sky, and the ring slid down from the tip of its claws. As its fingers continued to thicken, the ring originally carried on human fingers actually put its claws on it.

"Huahuohuo..." The wolf-headed monster let out a loud laugh like a burning rock. He suddenly shook the weapon in his hand. A fire snake hovered up along its strange-shaped thin-blade battle axe. After the flames were blessed, the battle axe was lengthened into a huge broad-blade long sword. The ice-blue flame on the blade lingered, and a vast white cold air emanated from the long sword, covering the entire North City Gate! The weapons that originally had no magic attributes, after the blessing of the midwinter sword ring, the overflowing magic power alone made the soldiers on the North City Gate tremble!

"It's over, I'm playing all of it. It actually knows how to use the sword ring..." Effenberg's eyes were dissipated and he had no confidence.

Adaviden looked at him with disgust, but could not see how she could use it. A silver dragon came out of the sky and turned into silver threads in an instant, floating like raindrops.

In terms of combat skills, the wolf-headed monster was no match for Adavidon. Facing the attack of the Duanluo God of War, it actually gave up its defense. With a wave of the extremely powerful battle knife in its hand, a white horse-trained sword slashed towards Adavidon. The cold air was surging, and the northern city wall was filled with ice in an instant. The dozens of soldiers who were the first to be hit were frozen into ice sculptures, holding weapons and posing as attacking.

"Dongdongdong..." Adaviden's weapon passed through the frost and hit the wolf-headed monster hundreds of times in the blink of an eye. Every time it made a dull sound, but there was no scar left on the wolf-headed monster. However, the powerful impact force made the huge wolf-headed monster unable to help but take a few steps back.

The silver thread suddenly retreated from the sky, and was densely wrapped in a silkworm cocoon in front of Adavidon. The frost knife came into the sky. With a "ping-table", the silver thread in front of Adavidon was condensed into a huge ice ball.

"Bang" the ice ball exploded, and each ice chip was an extremely sharp flying knife. Adaweiden shouted, and a bright light flashed in front of her. All the ice chips flying towards her turned into ice powder in the sky.

The wolf-headed monster's broad-blade giant sword was also slashed at this time. A bright flame ignited around Adaviden, and his hands formed a strange posture. Her weapon suddenly shook, and she ejected like an angry snake, fighting with the giant sword!

"Don't..." Effenberg reminded it too late. The fierce winter and coldness in the giant sword were in great heat. The weapons of the God of War could not resist anyway. They were blown into iron filings in the sky with a "bang" sound on the spot.

Adaviden's level 13th level fighting spirit burst out, and he used the fighting spirit to condense a knife of nothingness, sealing the giant sword of the deep winter that was pressing against Mount Tai.

"Roar!" The wolf-headed monster roared to the sky, and the cold air rushed down, and the white frost approached down little by little, and was less than three fingers wide from Adaviden's hands.

Ge Zheng stood in the distance, and his heart was filled with huge waves: This is the power of the top quasi-artifact, a top quasi-artifact that even the thirteenth-level professionals cannot resist!

He believed that he was proficient in alchemy, but to refine such a weapon, it was obviously not something he could do now. There was a time when he thought he was about to touch the barrier. Today, he suddenly realized that he was arrogant. The top quasi-artifact was like this, let alone the magical artifact!

However, he figured out another point: Adaviden's weapons can fly at will, under the control of the fighting spirit, just like his own flying sword. He had some preconceived ideas, and if he believed that something that was not this world would definitely attract attention in this world. In this world, alchemists could create all kinds of strange things. His alchemist had not reached the point of shocking world, and he could use it with confidence and boldness in the future.

"Sky Storm!" Ramir finally arrived, and a gray storm appeared behind the wolf-headed monster. The monster roared, took back its giant sword, rolled on the spot, and a bloody flame wrapped it up. The fire dragon sprayed, and it turned into a huge fireball and rushed into the sky and ran away calmly.

Ramir quickly flew into the sky, held the pale face of Adaviden, and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

The old prime minister coughed below, and the two of them felt a little embarrassed. Adaviden struggled out of his arms and said coldly: "I'm very good."

Her tone made Ramir a little embarrassed, and the old prime minister said sarcastic words below: "Look at your mouth..."

"Master Prime Minister, Master Prime Minister, what should I do? I can't find the sword ring in the middle of winter. I will be executed by the empire!" Effenberg hugged the old prime minister in tears.

In the distant corner, Klos shook his head secretly: The power of the Blassful Spirit is greatly reduced if the weapon soul is missing, otherwise two level thirteen professions are nothing. According to legend, the Blassful Spirit is something that even the low-level gods are afraid of.

The Aosta Empire, in conjunction with the Adventurers Union, released the first national commission in the Starry Sky Continent in nearly five hundred years: searching for the top quasi-artifact, the Winter Sword Ring, with a bonus of up to 20 million gold coins! Even if you only provide information, you can get rewards ranging from five to one hundred thousand depending on the importance of intelligence. The mission level is as high as SS. After completing this task, ordinary adventurers can directly advance to the six-star platinum adventurer. If they are a five-star adventurer themselves... Then the unprecedented seven-star super platinum adventurer in the history of the Star Refining World will appear.

The old prime minister Finley, the god of sunset, and the god of war Adawiden, three friends of the past, walked out of the Naal Palace together. Finley waved to the two: "Go to my car."

The old prime minister's carriage is also an alchemy work, so there is no need to worry about any eavesdropping magic here.

"Adawiden, tell the truth. I know you have reservations to Your Majesty." The old prime minister asked frankly. The female war god pulled the corners of his mouth, and said coldly: "I am very disappointed to serve such a foolish monarch. Yes, I am reservations to him. If you hadn't forced me to come, I wouldn't be too lazy to see this stingy Osta pig." The old prime minister smiled bitterly.

"Ramil, you should have noticed that although my Duan Luo Divine Hammer is not a top-level quasi-artifact, it is also a work of an alchemist. On that thing, there is not even a scar left..."
Chapter completed!