Precipitated, several holes appeared on the body, the wounds opened, and scarlet pupils opened from them.

"For example, the secret power of the Ascension School that focuses on self-strengthening," Sere said. "In the long experiments of the Night Clan, this is the most suitable power for those who have lost their minds."

Nansen roared wildly, and his figure disappeared from the spot in an instant. Boluogo stabbed forward decisively and bitten, and then he felt a heavy impact from the end of the sword blade.

The two figures collided together, and Boluoge was shaken by Nansen's power for several steps before slowly stopping.

Sere turned sideways, trying to avoid the confrontation between the two. Xinda retreated decisively and pulled the trigger at the same time. Several bullets accurately hit Nansen's head. But after the snowflakes, Nansen's skull healed itself, and

The twisted warhead squeezed out forcefully.

"What are you doing? Being a tour guide!"

Palmer passed over Bolog's head, accusing Sere of sitting idly by, while accurately stabbing out the rapier, hitting the gap in the armor, and piercing Nansen's flesh.

Gusts of howling wind raged in the sewer. Palmer hated this confined and narrow space, which made the free wind full of constraints.

Compress, pour.

The invisible wind blade completely enveloped Nansen, scraping its armor and scales indiscriminately, sending sparks all over the sky.

Boluogo took the opportunity to press forward, and under the etheric increase of the extreme power, he waved out a slender arc, and then Nansen's crossed defensive hands on his chest broke in response.

"In other words, is its main power just the immortal armor?"

Boluogo roughly understood the fighting method of the Heartless Ones. Their sufficient amount of ether was the battery, and the immortal armor they wore was the killing machine waiting to be activated.

For most people, the Lost Heart is undoubtedly an extremely troublesome existence, but in the eyes of Bolog today, this kind of seemingly troublesome enemy is simply full of flaws.

The palm of his hand completely fit into Nansen's breastplate, and the violent ether penetrated into his immortal armor without any hindrance.

In the final analysis, the Immortal Armor is just a slightly complex alchemical weapon, and this type of alchemical weapon is not protected by the Moment Soul Criticality.

Boluogo closed his eyes. In the darkness, he saw the complex alchemical matrix arranged in the immortal armor, which was as complex as a circuit diagram. The ether submerged the alchemical matrix like a sea tide, and then cut off under Boluogo's will.

broken.

The glimmer of light on Nansen's armor seemed to have malfunctioned, flickering on and off quickly. At this time, Boluoge had also opened his eyes, and bites from top to bottom penetrated Nansen's head, bones, and armor.

Split into two, it was as smooth as a hot knife cutting through butter. The smell of blood and dirty minced meat filled the air, and there was a constant moist slapping sound, as if a blood-soaked rag was being hit on the ground.
Chapter completed!