Chapter 798 Was there something wrong with replacing parts on site?
Ever since he learned that Caixus rushed to the ritual chamber in a hurry, Gamal had a strong sense of worry.
The war has reached this point, and the reason why the Secret Academy of Creation can still hold on to the front with its fortress is due to the large number of lichs brought by the sage.
In the battle to defend the city, the Lich's long-range firepower advantage was fully utilized, and many large-scale joint sieges organized by the Soul Chosen Academy ended in failure.
Gamar didn't know why Caixus went straight to the ritual chamber, but he could guess with a little thought that Caixus did not hesitate to put aside the frontline battle for an emergency visit. He must have thought of something beneficial to him.
Ideas to advance the war process.
This is obviously not good news for the usurpers.
After Caixus left, the war leader faction just lacked a main combat force.
Regardless of what Caixus planned to do and whether it could achieve its intended goal, Gamar did not intend to wait any longer.
Taking advantage of the enemy's lack of high-end combat power, Gamal planned to take the opportunity to break out.
When the war reached this stage, Gamal already knew that the usurper faction was gone.
That old bastard Sindani is the best at adapting to the changing circumstances. Once she discovers that the Secret Courtyard of Creation has no use value, she will cross the river and burn the bridge behind her back in a matter of seconds.
In fact, she did exactly that. Baron Stone, who was divinely cut by the Ritual Chamber, has not been doing well in recent days.
Many of the lichs under Baron Stone looked at him with strange eyes, and began to become ineffective on the battlefield. Apparently they began to doubt the authenticity of the affair announced by the Duke of Caixus, and he
I can only hide from people.
If it continues like this, even if it is not defeated by the enemy, the usurper faction, whose morale is declining day by day, will fall apart sooner or later.
In order not to be stabbed in the back by his untrustworthy ally, Gamal planned to escape back to the Secret Academy of Creation with his henchmen.
Among the five major secret courtyards, the Creation Secret Institute, which specializes in war weapons, has the strongest defense. The towering city walls surrounding the secret institute are by no means comparable to this small temporary fortress.
As long as he can hide back in his hometown, Gamar can buy more time with strong city defenses, and perhaps on this basis, he can force the other party to make concessions through diplomatic channels.
Gamar's abacus was very clear, and so far, his plan has been implemented smoothly.
As Gamal had predicted in advance, Akalek was no match for him in a head-on battle, and even with the help of a brave and skilled Soul-Chosen Baron, the overall situation could not be changed.
If it weren't for the fact that the two barons of the Academy of Creation had not died in the previous tragic battle, Gamar was confident that with the help of his subordinates, Akalek, who was not capable of carrying the line, would leave something behind.
Stradama was injured by the traitors and was temporarily unable to come to the front line in person.
After repelling Akalek, Gamal thought that no one on the current battlefield could stop him. When he struck, he opened his arms completely, completely giving up on defense, and wanted to carve out a bloody path.
The five times gravity had a great impact on the already massive Gamal. Although Gamal was forced to break away with strange strength in just 2 seconds, it was enough for Sarlayan and Onyxia to rush to the battlefield.
"Fat pig! Stop!"
"boom!"
Following Onyxia's shout, Gamal, who was charging wildly, hit an earth wall rising from the ground.
Although he smashed the earthen wall with his huge body mass and impact, the unprepared Gamal also made himself dizzy and felt a little confused at his feet.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, two sharp swords struck Gamal's thick right thigh, one from the left and the other from the right.
Gamal, who did not react in time, was slashed by the two swords. Gamal, who was quite confident in his own defense, thought that a mere fish could not break through his defense, but the development of the situation was somewhat different from what he imagined.
"Bah!"
Although blocked by the defensive anger covering Gamar's body, the two giant swords finally cut into his leg flesh.
The undead do not feel pain from physical injuries, but people in the Shadow Realm are all souls. An attack that directly hurts the soul made Gamal couldn't help but groan.
Two energies with completely opposite properties flowed into Gamal's body along the wound and rushed around. Gamal, who was experienced in combat, instinctively had a bad premonition.
He temporarily ignored the black-haired woman who rushed in from the front and assumed an attack posture, and concentrated on expelling the alien energy that had invaded his body.
Facts have proved that Gamal's choice was correct.
Valarjar's twin swords have two opposing powers of light and shadow respectively. If they are allowed to meet in the body and cause an explosion, the consequences will be disastrous.
One hit, although it failed to achieve its full effect, Sarlayan's goal of attracting attention was achieved.
Injured by a bastard fish who had not yet become a demigod, Gamar was filled with shock and anger. He smashed the chain saw in his left hand over his head, trying to kill Sarlayan quickly.
Through the information provided by Akalak and Durotan, Sarlayan had long known that Gamal's monster power was astonishing, and had no intention of standing still and resisting his attack.
"Qiang!"
The two swords that were crossed and blocked were deliberately tilted to leave some arcs, leading the chain saw that Gamar had slammed down on his head towards the ground.
Even if there was no head-on collision, Sarlayan could still feel the huge shock force from his arms holding the weapon tightly.
"Gan! What kind of innate power is this?"
"boom!"
The chain saw cut into the ground and splashed a large amount of mud, temporarily blocking Gamar's view.
Sharlayan took this opportunity to retreat quickly, and Onyxia, who was only one step behind him in charging to close the distance, connected perfectly.
The humanoid dragon claws covering the solid rock formations attacked from top to bottom. Although Gamal tried his best to dodge, because Sarlayan took too much of his attention, the center of gravity of the lower body was also deflected. With this claw, he
Couldn't escape.
However, Gamal did not take this seriously. With his anger defense and fat thickness, it would not be easy to hurt him without the help of artifacts, unless the opponent was also a demigod in the same realm.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Unfortunately, Onyxia happens to be the demigod who can break through Gamal's defense.
"Tear!"
The sharp dragon claws left several deep scars on Gamar's chest, and the blue soul essence slowly leaked out through the wounds.
"What?!"
This minor injury was nothing to the battle-hardened Gamar, and it was not even as big as the two swords that nearly cut off his thighs from Sarlayan.
What surprised Gamal was that the Soldiers' Leader Faction could actually produce demigod-level thugs, which was completely different from what he had originally predicted.
Gamar couldn't find a chance to question the opponent's origins in the fierce battle.
After a successful attack, Onyxia was unstoppable.
After confirming that Sarlayan had retreated to a safe distance, the Black Dragon Princess took a deep breath.
"hold head high!
"
The Shadow Flame Dragon Breath blurted out from almost zero distance, and Gamal, who was unprepared for it, was caught off guard and sprayed out.
Fortunately, at the critical moment, he subconsciously raised the weapons with both hands to block in front of his chest, otherwise this dragon's breath slapped on his face would have caused Gamar to lose most of his combat effectiveness.
Even so, Gamalna's arms and abdomen facing the dragon's breath were severely injured, and those who were closer could even smell a rotten smell.
Gamal's response was quite timely and he was not seriously injured.
"Get away!"
Holding back the burning pain in his arms, Gamal gritted his teeth and thrust out the weapons he had crossed on his chest to block, temporarily forcing Onyxia back while she was recovering her breath.
Looking down at the injuries on the thick Qilin arm, Gamal smacked his lips in displeasure.
"Tsk! I admit that your raid tactics are well formulated, but...that's all!"
"Whoa!"
Contrary to the expectations of Sarlayan and others, Gamal suddenly withdrew from the battle circle, raised the giant ax in his right hand and cut off his left arm at shoulder level.
Just when the four members of Sarlayan were surprised by Gamal's self-mutilation, the logistics soldiers of the Secret Academy of Creation who had been prepared quickly sent a new forearm.
Seeing Gamal repeating his old tricks and completing the installation of the two new arms, Sarlayan complained in confusion: "What the hell? Can you still play like this?"
[After all, they are abominations. They are originally suture structures, so it doesn’t matter if they have two arms. 】
[But this is a bit difficult to do. Unless you can directly hit this guy's vitals, it will be difficult to cause effective damage to him. 】
[That’s not necessarily true, it will still take time to replace parts.]
[This time he has no experience. If he can be injured again, Sarlayan's team will never give him another chance to replace parts. ]
Just as the barrage said, when Gamal was trying to add another pair of arms to himself, a black shadow crossed the space and appeared next to the support personnel, stepping on the shadow, and a pair of dull daggers flew at the same time.