Chapter five hundred and eighty-ninth fierce battle
In this kind of high-intensity, calculating battle, Fen Wuxia cannot continue to use the flash technique to attack. Because that would require his own calculation ability, which is the key to suppressing Sauron. If he lets go a little, he may have to face a counterattack.
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The situation of being unable to attack for a long time made her feel a little irritated for no reason. It was this slight flaw in her emotions that Sauron threw the mace, carrying huge wind pressure and coming towards her face.
He narrowly dodged this strike. He wanted to attack when his opponent lost his weapon. Unexpectedly, Sauron turned into black mist and crossed a short distance in an instant. He came to the weapon that was thrown away by Fen.
Behind her, she grabbed the flying mace in mid-air, turned around and slammed it hard. The lich was caught off guard and took the blow. However, she jumped away, exited the battle circle, and returned to someone's exorcism of evil magic.
Outside the array.
Rubbing the hit side waist. Even with her current physical strength, this heavy blow still made her feel like her internal organs were about to be spit out from her mouth. Amber blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, showing that her opponent was indeed
It really left hurt on her body.
Wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth, Fen inserted the ship-cutting knife on the ground next to the box cutter. Now she just wanted to cool down her burning brain. However, the condition of the person opposite didn't seem to be any better than her. This
That's why he didn't pursue the victory.
Sauron adjusted the encirclement of the orcs to put more pressure on the crater. No matter the small orcs or the strong orcs, they could not withstand the aftermath of the battle between the enemy and ourselves. This was not at all a consideration for him. As long as these human lives were saved, it would be possible.
It becomes the opponent's disadvantage, and he doesn't care no matter how many people die.
During this short respite, Fen didn't have the extra energy to quarrel with others, which didn't mean that Haggiri would let her go. The sword monster smiled angrily and said: "I told you a long time ago, just relying on the broken sword in your hand will
It is impossible to defeat the opponent with scraps of iron and steel. Use me, use me! It is guaranteed to be useful. You will be addicted after using it once."
Although he wanted to complain about the other party, it had never said any nonsense before, and there was no such thing as 'told him before', but Fen still thought about and summarized the previous battle. Whether it was magic power, calculation, or thinking speed, he
It has gradually gained an advantage, but it just can't break through that hard turtle shell.
The lightly-armed self seems to have a speed advantage, but in fact, in such a battle, speed and changes are all determined by the calculations of the enemy and ourselves. No matter how fast you are, you can't guard against the spikes that 'happen' to be on the way forward, blocking the middle of the road.
Headbutt, waiting for you to crash into it stupidly!
The saying "only fast but not broken" advocated by someone is just a joke in a battle of this level. When both sides squeeze their senses, speed, and skills to the limit, and there is no room for change of moves, only the one with the upper hand can win.
Have the last laugh.
But like this, they have obviously begun to suppress the opponent, but they can't break through the defense. It can only be said that the dragon scales coupled with the so-called technology cannot meet the minimum requirements for the level of battle at hand. Fen looked helplessly
Ship-cutting sword. Although I have long felt that the ship-cutting sword may be quite useful, but if I had targeted the old gods a thousand years ago, I would not have used such a weapon.
"If I pull you out, it doesn't matter here." Fen suddenly asked.
Hagiri, who loves to talk, of course knew who Fen was talking to. He said cheerfully: "Don't worry, the group of people opposite also want the ring to be completed, but not in the way that our family wants.
That’s all. So they will only interfere, not destroy the casting process, and they won’t kill anyone before the ring is completed. He would call me in just because he couldn’t be distracted while making the ring and resist the interference."
"So it's you." What Fen was referring to was that when she was fighting with Sauron, the other two forces, one weak and one weak, but omnipresent, fought with her against this force that came from nowhere.
The Dark Lord uses the same method to launch an invisible battle.
Another result of this battle is the twin towers not far away that did not originally exist, but have now appeared. One is Lin's dream magic tower. The appearance of this tower, Fen once learned from someone's description and painting.
Saw it.
Another black tower is much higher than the fifth floor. The top of the tower is similar to the Great Sage's Tower in the past. It has pointed walls like ears, and a huge magic eyeball is condensed in the middle. But that eyeball is definitely not
The arcane eye is some kind of evil. As long as you look at it, you will be sucked into it.
The appearance of the twin towers means that the world in front of us is someone's dream starry sky, which has just been eroded by external gods. And the trouble is undoubtedly the big guy in front of him.
The orc army under the command of Sauron changed its encirclement posture and adopted an offensive posture, and the target was not only himself. Fen was also keenly aware that someone's ring-making process seemed to have reached a critical juncture.
With a tap of his heels, Fen untied the magic gun tied behind his heels and all the clothes on his waist, and threw them on the ground aside.
The power of the magic gun is too small, and dealing with the enemy in front of you is like scratching the opponent's itch. The modified parsley may be able to cause damage, but the energy storage time is too long and it is difficult to use. Although it can use guerrilla warfare to kill the opponent
vitality, and ultimately win. But doing so takes time, and what is most lacking now seems to be time.
She reached out and grasped the hilt of Hakakiri's sword, and pulled it out from the ground with a little force. Fen concentrated on the enemy in front of her. She knew that this was not an opponent that could be defeated easily. The invisible confrontation never stopped.
However, the forces penetrate each other, and the offense and defense are constantly exchanged. As long as one is careless, it may lead to defeat. And I don't seem to have the capital to lose. If I care about this group of people...
The next moment, Fen appeared beside Sauron, and the battle started again!
However, the Hagakiri wielded in the hand is no longer a Hagakiri. Not only has its appearance changed drastically, but the length, weight, and feel of the sword have also changed.
When it was swung, white flames leaked out, as if it had no body. When it hit Sauron's mace, it not only embedded itself in the hammer body, but even shook the black-armored giant with unparalleled force.
Tall body.
In this stalemate, it can be seen that between the patterns of the sun and the moon on the sword, there are seven shining stars. There are many runes with mysterious power on the sword, but in fact, if you look closely, these runes
Every stroke and every line is composed of runes. Even the seemingly natural patterns on the blade are actually dense and subtle runes.
When it resisted Sauron's mace, the sun symbol glowed faintly with red light, and the moon glowed with soft silver light. As the two men competed for strength, Haggiri moved toward the hammer body bit by bit.
Cut in!
Sauron, who had been silent and as calm as a giant mountain, said in shock for the first time: "The Holy Sword of Nasir!"
The lich holding the sword didn't speak. She was still adapting to the mutated weapon in her hand, and she didn't even have time to scold her. On the contrary, Haggiri, who was always a talker, how could he give up the opportunity to talk and said: "I knew you would become like this."
You will be scared, so be scared. But don’t think that I am the sword you broke. I am infinitely stronger than it.”
As if he knew that the mace was no longer reliable, Sauron advanced instead of retreating. He turned the hammer and twisted it, and immediately let Fen get rid of the holy sword of Narsil. Little did he know that this was also a deliberate move by the Lich.
Wringing off the enemy's weapons, Sauron opened his bow from left to right, trying to hit the person with the handle of the hammer on one side, and punching the side with the other. However, he missed both shots, and Fen flashed out and left the place.
The Lich's computing power was slightly reduced, but with the person who forged the ring as the center, the cyan light rapidly expanded outward like a dense circuit, instantly affecting the two people in the battle, making up for the vacancy left by Fen. This The combination of attacks in an alternating moment caused Sauron's movements and reactions to slow down a beat.
Advancing step by step, Fen increased his speed to a level unimaginable by ordinary people. He raised his hands in a downward slashing position, as if he was holding a weapon. However, pretending to be bare-handed would certainly not frighten the Dark Lord. Sauron is now the most The best opportunity is to get up close and strangle this woman without any armor.
But what he didn't expect was that Nasir's Holy Sword suddenly disappeared from where it was stuck on the mace, appeared in the hands of the person in front of him, and slashed down. Sauron only had time to raise his arm to block it, but it changed into Nasir's sword. Hill's hakakiri is not comparable to the ship-cutting sword.
Fen, who has completely mastered the new form of hakakiri, all the power, tangible and intangible, was concentrated on the blade of the sword, slicing through the arm that was almost thicker than her thigh without any hindrance, and splitting it apart. That jet black breastplate.
Retreat, level your sword, and advance again!
The Hakiri pierced Sauron's chest and penetrated into the sword's hilt. The two of them were almost face to face, eye to eye.
Suddenly, countless images flashed through Fen's mind, telling how an Ainu with a lofty status degenerated and eventually became a malicious ghost that could only wander in the wilderness.
Fen broke out of the illusion almost instantly. She knew that this was the version of herself that the enemy in front of her had revealed in order to read her past and confront it.
Putting his remaining intact big hand on the face of the woman in front of him, the man under the black armor used an extremely soft voice to seduce: "Come to me and rule the world with me. Let this lost land, Return to the right track that He should have; let the creatures on earth be tempered in suffering, and let those who are greedy for pleasure understand the cruelty of the world. You and I are the same people, and with me here, you will not fail this time."
The black fire in his eyes only flickered, and suddenly exploded, as if it was about to break free from his pupils and spray into the face of the enemy in front of him. Fen gritted his teeth and said viciously: "I don't care how the world has become. You are guilty of this. The biggest mistake you made was to appear in front of me. You are a loser who has fallen for yourself and been hit again and again. In the end, you can only curse other people with full of grievances. Don't compare the hatred in my chest with yours. You Not worthy!"
Turning the sword over, exerting force with his waist and legs, Fen cut the box upwards! Like a silver-white horse, it crossed the sky. He also lifted Sauron upwards from his chest and cut his head into two halves.
The incandescent flames adhered to the dissected body, constantly melting the black mist that condensed the body. Under the white flames, Sauron's shadow on the ground kept rolling. Although there was no sound, there seemed to be a shrill howl echoing. With.
At the same time, the sound of blacksmithing spread to everyone's ears. The sound seemed to be hammering into people's hearts. There were even those who couldn't help it, their heartbeats would beat as the hammer hit the anvil, and they could no longer control themselves. .