Chapter 618: You can't ask for death, you can't ask for death!
As soon as he moved, the violent power contained in his body immediately boiled. That power boosted his strength and speed, and he was in front of Han Shuo in an instant. His calloused hand, the size of a cattail leaf, was grabbed like lightning, and the target was Han Shuo.
Big neck.
The old shaman did not use conventional methods to summon powerful monsters, nor did he use shamanic secrets. It seemed that this was of no use to Han Shuo. Instead, he directly activated the violent power contained in his body to suddenly attack personally. This was somewhat surprising to Han Shuo.
Unexpected.
Acting with him were the three powerful men of the Church of Light, the Pope of Light and the two demigods. They seemed to have been waiting for the old shaman to take action. When the old shaman's body suddenly shot towards Han Shuo, the three of them looked at each other.
The light shines brightly, and they all attack Han Shuo together.
The divine knight was almost one step slower than the old shaman. He ran towards Han Shuo from the side. A strange light flashed away. A spear with divine light appeared out of thin air in his hand. The spear was three and a half meters long, sparkling with golden light, and had a terrifying effect.
The divine power of man is within.
The Pope of Light and the light demigod mage lowered their heads and lowered their eyebrows at the same time, silently reciting obscure incantations. The Pope was holding the Holy Grail. There was an olive branch, one of the artifacts, on the Holy Grail. The divine power in the light crown he wore on his head was also amazing.
, the Pope of Light, who originally only had the strength of a base god, relied on the olive branch of the Holy Grail in his hand and the crown of light on his head to gather more and more power. The light elements continued to gather in the three major artifacts and flowed into him continuously.
inside his body, fueling the power in his body. ^^^^ The light demigod mage held a cross in his hand and held the cross tightly against his chest. Rays of golden light were released from the cross, and a pair of light wings flew over it.
His back suddenly appeared, and he was hanging out of thin air. A pair of light wings made him look different from a mortal. It seemed that the cross that this demigod mage was holding tightly should also be one of the artifacts of the Church of Light. This time, the Church of Light turned out to be true.
A lot of money has been spent.
As for the last two Holy Magisters of the Ice and Snow Temple, because they were too afraid of Han Shuo, when the old shaman moved and the three powerful Popes of Light took action at the same time, they seemed not to react for a while. They just stayed there.
, and forgot to cooperate. It seems that what Han Shuo did to the Snowy Region of the Ice and Snow Temple really shocked them so much that they did not dare to take action easily in this situation.
It’s a long story, everything happened in the blink of an eye, but because of Han Shuo’s wonderful spiritual consciousness, he was able to see in all directions in such a short period of time, and clearly imprinted everyone’s actions in his heart.
Calmly staring at the big calloused hand that the old shaman had grabbed, Han Shuo narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a cruel and murderous light, but his body remained motionless, like a standing rock with roots.
Han Shuo didn't move, and the old shaman's big hand naturally grabbed his neck. "Click", the old shaman's big hand fiercely clasped on Han Shuo's neck, where the veins were twisting like a small snake.
, the malicious eyes suddenly had a surprise. He seemed not to have thought that he could succeed so easily. This unexpected surprise made him subconsciously reflect it in his eyes.
"Creak..." The moment the old shaman's big hand clasped Han Shuo's neck tightly, he suddenly exerted force. The violent power in his body exploded like a mountain torrent, and he used all his strength to tighten it on Han Shuo's neck.
, there was such a clear and unusual sound immediately.
He felt happy again. The old shaman felt that Han Shuo was not as scary as the rumors. With resentment for the death of hundreds of thousands of orcs, his calloused hands tightened tighter and tighter.
It will be completely broken by him.
"Whoosh..." The sudden roar of the divine knight rang in Han Shuo's ears. The dazzling golden spear appeared suddenly from the side like a man-eating poisonous snake, and pierced Han Shuo's weak waist.
Seeing that Han Shuo's neck had been tightly grasped by the old shaman, the divine knight was determined. This attack was a big blow, without any cover or escape, as if it was sure that Han Shuo's body could not move, and it was natural for him to fight.
It should be over in an instant.
"It turns out that this guy is not particularly strong. It seems that the Ice and Snow Temple's demise must be because the people in the Ice and Snow Temple were too weak!" With a fierce shot, the divine knight suddenly came up with such an idea.
"Pfft!" The guttural sound of the spear fell clearly into the ears of the God Knight. The beautiful sound made a satisfied smile appear on the corner of his mouth, and his heart was filled with joy. However, his joy did not last.
, was immediately interrupted by a high-pitched cry of pain.
"Huhu...huhu...you...you stabbed me!" The old shaman exhaled, exhaling in anger and pain.
The divine knight was horrified, and the satisfied smile on his face disappeared completely. He looked at the old shaman whose belly was stabbed with a spear in confusion. His heart was filled with unbelievable doubts. He didn't know what he should do.
Why did the blow that struck Han Shuo eventually fall on the old shaman?
"Crunch... crunch..." The old orc shaman screamed like a convulsion. While screaming in pain, the big hand that was clasped on Han Shuo's neck was still exerting all its strength, and continued to rub Han Shuo's neck.
With a terrible sound.
However, under the old shaman's hard twisting and restraint, Han Shuo, who should have had his neck broken and died, had cold and calm eyes, and a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth, as if he didn't feel any pain at all, as if he was being tortured.
The neck that the old shaman had tightened with all his strength was not his at all.
The divine knight was shocked and was about to retreat when a big hand penetrated the old shaman's right chest and suddenly stabbed into his chest amid the burst of blood. The golden light could not be broken even by the Holy Knight's spear and sword.
The sacred armor, under the big bloody hand, was as fragile as tissue paper. It didn't even have any hindrance effect before the big hand broke open and penetrated his right chest.
His body was lifted, and the palms of his hands were exposed on his back.
It was only then that the divine knight turned his head slightly and turned his gaze, only to find Han Shuo's arm stuck on the old shaman's chest.
At this time, the Holy Knight was shocked to find that the old shaman's hand stretched out straight and was still clasped on Han Shuo's neck. The distance between Han Shuo and the old shaman alone was an arm's length, and the distance between him and the old shaman was
The distance between him and Han Shuo was at least two meters due to the impact of the spear. In addition to the thickness of the old shaman's body, the distance between him and Han Shuo was at least four meters.
So, how long is the arm that penetrates the old shaman and his body? Is this still a human being?
The divine knight suddenly felt a creepy feeling. His scalp was numb as he looked at the arm connecting the old shaman and his body. An inexplicable fear suddenly arose in his heart. His previous contempt for Han Shuo had long been forgotten by him.
, regardless of the torturous pain in his body, he pointed a finger at Han Shuo and shouted in pain: "You, what kind of monster are you?"
With a cold grin, Han Shuo said: "When you die, go ask the God of Light!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the big hand that penetrated the bodies of the two demigods suddenly slashed down. This hand seemed to become a sharp blade in an instant, cutting open the intestines of the two people without any hindrance. From the right
The chests began to tear apart the two bodies, and the bloody intestines mixed with the kidneys and lungs flowed all over the floor.
Raising their hands again, the upper bodies of the two people were also split. The two demigods who were still alive and kicking just now suddenly became four, but they were no longer alive. The scene was extremely bloody and cruel, and the nauseating smell of blood spread.
, the obscure spell between the Pope of Light and the Demigod Mage has not yet ended, but the battle here has ended. The two people's lowered brows slightly raised, and there was a look in their eyes that they could not bear to witness.
As for the two Holy Magisters of the Ice and Snow Temple, the confidence they had just mustered suddenly collapsed, and a deeper fear struck instantly, completely defeating their willpower. They gasped sharply and could no longer lift anything.
Thoughts of revenge.
"Hey, I still want my soul to escape. Hehe, that's a good idea. I'm just sorry." After tearing the two people's bodies into four halves, Han Shuo was about to turn around and deal with the two people from the Church of Light when his consciousness suddenly noticed that the old shaman's soul had not dissipated.
Between heaven and earth, I want to float far away with the wind.
As long as the soul stays together, it can often use the powerful soul magnetic field during life to be reborn through a new medium in a special way. The god knight of the Church of Light is not good at dealing with the soul, so after his body was destroyed, his soul gradually dispersed
Between heaven and earth, there is definitely no hope of rebirth.
Seeing the old shaman's soul drifting away in the wind, Han Shuo let out a low cry, raised his hand, and a black light hit the old shaman's soul. The black light pulled the old shaman's soul, and he was caught by Han Shuo and imprisoned.
Inside the ring that Gilbert originally wore.
The soul of this old orc shaman can still survive after death. The soul of this old orc shaman has good power, which is very suitable for Han Shuo to refine some magic weapons that require a powerful soul as a primer. Han Shuo was naturally captured by Han Shuo.
"Let me go, I will fight with you, you despicable guy!" After falling into the ring, Han Shuo heard the unwilling roar of the old orc shaman through the magical effect of the ring.
"Poor guy, you are dead, how can you fight with me? Hehe, in a few days, I will use your soul to refine something, and then you will have no consciousness at all, and you will always be driven by me. What do you think?
Wouldn't that be very interesting?" Han Shuo laughed evilly, and his spiritual consciousness entered the ring, conveying such a vicious message to the old shaman, which made the old shaman even more irritable and restless, but he was helpless.
The soul of the old shaman fell into the ring. He knew that his fate in the future would be tragic and he had no choice but to die. He could not die and waited for the end of the world. There was no way. www.ptwxz.com