The violent sound echoed continuously, as if a huge drumstick was beating the ground, fierce and fierce.
Bessimo's expression suddenly changed and he shouted loudly: "Russell, go quickly, get out of here quickly, O'Neal is here too!!"
Russell was also a little panicked. He seemed to have seen the huge figure behind Bessimo. He hesitated for a moment, put down the goblet of cyan wine, and then turned and left.
"idiot!"
Bessimo cursed secretly and shouted: "I mean, let you take this glass of wine away too!!"
Bessemer had no intention of complaining about Russell's panicked escape. He could only speed up again, and at the same time used his war field skills to increase the weight of O'Neal behind him, hoping to delay him so that he could drink the drink.
In just a few breaths, Bessimo ran over fifty meters, and was only one step away from the drink under the big tree.
There was a hint of surprise on Besimo's face. Although he didn't know the function of the drink, he believed that Russell would not harm him. Since she left and came back, it meant that this drink must have a magical effect and could help him deal with O'Neal.
.
Bessemer jumped up, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the goblet.
At this moment, a thick palm covered with gray-green fur grabbed Bessimo's ankle.
The next moment, a huge force pulled Bessimo back out of thin air and slammed him to the ground.
"boom!"
Bessemer fell to the ground with a crash, creating a deep pit. His whole body was in severe pain and it was difficult to stand.
A tall figure covered with gray-green fluff appeared in front of a goblet of cyan wine. His ferocious face showed anthropomorphic greed and covetousness. He stretched out his hand without hesitation, picked up the glass of wine, and opened his mouth.
Mouth, drink it all in one gulp.
After O'Neill swallowed the green wine, he threw the goblet aside.
The goblet hit the ground hard, and was deeply embedded in the ground after being thrown away by the giant O'Neal, but it was not damaged.
O'Neal slowly turned around. The gray-green fur on his body grew longer again. On his hands and feet, the fingertips stretched out and became sharp, like a sickle. The aura of depravity and madness on his body became stronger, and nausea began to appear on his skin.
of ulceration.
He didn't notice this at all, as if he had a stronger power, he looked up to the sky and roared like a beast; "Ouch!!"
At this moment, O'Neal is like a werewolf awakening under the moon!
"It's over." Bessemer turned pale when he saw this scene, knowing that everything was over. He couldn't deal with the polluted O'Neill, and now he drank Russell's enhancement potion.
He has no chance of winning.
At this moment, a green light hit Bessimo from a distance.
"treat!"
The face was filled with light, and Besimo's injuries began to gradually heal.
Bessemer quickly turned around and saw that Russell had arrived beside him at some point and was using healing techniques to treat his injuries.
"Leave me alone and leave quickly."
"I'll hold him back."
Bessemer struggled to stand up and said quickly.
"Drink the medicine." Russell took out a few dark red medicines from his arms and threw them to Bessie Mo.
Bessemer uncorked the bottle and poured it into his mouth. His face turned rosy. He pulled out the long sword that was stuck in the soil and looked at O'Neill warily to prevent him from making a sudden attack.
"Let's try again and hold him for a minute. Is there any problem?" Russell took out his magic wand again, his linen robe rising without any wind, and said coldly.
Bessemer didn't ask why. Time was running out and he didn't bother to ask. Instead, he laughed and said, "Haha, let alone one minute, I'll hold you back for ten minutes. As long as Master Hoch escapes, our death will not be in vain.
"
"mud!"
Russell raised his magic wand, faced the giant O'Neal, and uttered an ancient Raymond word.
In an instant, a complex alchemical magic circle lit up under O'Neill, and the soil under his feet suddenly became soft, like flowing mud, and his body continued to sink with it.
Magician Path·Sequence 9·Alchemy!
By arranging it in advance and cooperating with your own magic, you can quickly cast it, change the material structure, and achieve the ability to cast other elemental magic.
"Ahhh!"
O'Neal fell suddenly and struggled violently. His whole body was like a fish rolling in the mud, sinking deeper and deeper, struggling more and more and sinking.
"Succeeded?" Bessimo showed a hint of joy on his face and said quickly: "Russell, quickly use freezing magic to freeze this area and freeze O'Neill in the mud. This way, we will have enough time to escape."
"No, he has other methods." Russell remained calm and stared at O'Neal's movements. She did not forget that when he froze O'Neal, he used a special method to move short distances.
, forced out of control.
As Russell's words fell, O'Neill's figure twisted strangely and suddenly disappeared into the mud.
"Damn it, what kind of combat skills did he learn from the Knights Hall?"
"Why can you forcefully break away from control and move?"
Bessimo cursed secretly, held the long sword in his hand, charged suddenly, and struck forward fiercely.
"boom!"
The long sword that was slashed out collided with the arm covered with gray-green fur, causing a huge cloud of dust to rise up.
O'Neal's tall figure appeared in front of the two of them.
Sharp nails, a slightly stooped figure, and a hint of darkness in the original scarlet eyes, like the eyes of a wolf.
Is this the change he inherited from the cup of blood from the werewolf clan... Russell looked at the decay that gradually spread. She knew very well that the contaminated O'Neill was close to the limit, and the remaining consciousness had completely dissipated.
Once down, he will begin to slaughter and devour indiscriminately, in order to prevent himself from disintegrating and turning into squirming pieces of meat.
"Freeze!"
Another ancient Raymond word.
Ice-cold covered O'Neill's body, and ice picks with lavender blood pierced out of his inner body, like growing thorns. In an instant, blood spurted out, like a small hot spring, warm and rapid.
Seeing this scene, Bessimo was also shocked. Didn't he remember that Russell had this kind of magic that could directly freeze the blood in the body?
Magician path, Sequence 9 itself is a pharmacist.
He has a natural advantage in formulating magic potions and making potions.
After Hodge provided the werewolf blood, Russell specially prepared the drink to prevent Bessemer from drinking it. He added some special potions and mixed the ice element potion into it. If Bessemer arrived faster, Russell would
He would use magic to freeze the entire glass of wine so that he could not drink it.
If O'Neal swallows it, Russell will be able to activate the ice element in it to quickly freeze the blood and cause it to burst out of the body.
Everything is running just as Russell designed it.
O'Neal lost his mind and swallowed the glass of wine forcefully.
"ah!"
O'Neal screamed in pain, and used brute force to tear off the ice pick on his body. Even his flesh and blood were torn off, and his whole body was covered in blood.
After tearing off the flesh and blood, the frantic O'Neal stared at the two Russells with bloodthirsty eyes, stepped forward, and rushed towards the two men with violent tremors.
"Boom boom boom..."
Bessemer tensed up and quickly retreated with Russell to avoid O'Neal's crazy attack.
At this moment, a provocative young voice sounded.
"Hello!"
"Big guy, don't you want to kill me?"
Hearing this, O'Neill suddenly turned his head and saw a familiar figure standing on a big tree not far away.
This man has black hair and black eyes, delicate and handsome features, wearing gold-rimmed riding boots, a brown jacket, and a noble sword on his waist. He is the sole heir to the Marquis of Bach—Hodge Dickens.
Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.
O'Neal, who turned into a giant, has already lost most of his sanity, and has only one remaining thought.
That would be killing Hodge.
Kill this noble young master who caused him to mutate in advance!
"Ahhhh..."
The severe pain in his body and his deep hatred for Hodge made O'Neal scream to the sky, change his direction, and rush over desperately.
"Boom boom boom..."
The deafening sound of stamping on the ground continued to echo.
Under O'Neill's stampede, huge pits emerged one after another.
O'Neill kept rushing towards Hodge on the big tree at an extremely fast speed.
In just a few breaths, the distance between the two sides was less than a hundred meters.
The distance of less than a hundred meters would take no more than five seconds for a knight and a mutated giant monster!
Seeing this scene, Hodge, standing on the big tree, once again experienced the fear of facing death, but this time, except for the premonition of danger, he was not afraid.
Because everything is planned.
Hodge gently picked it up with his thumb, opened the gold pocket watch in his hand, and silently counted the time.
Fifty-seven.
O'Neal jumped out in one step, shortening the distance by more than twenty meters.
Fifty-eight.
Another step, shortened by more than 20 meters again.
Fifty-nine.
O'Neal jumped up, leaping more than fifty meters, raised his blood-stained fist, and rushed towards Hodge.
sixty.
Hodge put the gold pocket watch back on with a "pop" sound and shouted: "Time's up, do it!!"
As the words fell, Hodge jumped down from the tree and rolled to avoid it.
Hearing these words, Bessemer, who was running wildly in an attempt to stop O'Neal, felt a flash of confusion in his heart.
Take action?
What does this mean?
The next moment, O'Neal's whole body collapsed, like a rubber ball that had been drained of air. During the jump, he fell straight down, as if he had lost most of his strength. The violent and crazy aura on his body dissipated a lot in an instant, and he fell into a trap.
some special state.
"boom!"
The giant O'Neal landed on the ground, knelt on his legs, and created a deep pit.
"Bessemer, take action and chop off his head!!" Russell knew the opportunity had come and immediately shouted.
At this moment, Bessemer, who had rushed behind O'Neill, waved his sword directly without hesitation and slashed hard at O'Neill's neck.
O'Neill instinctively raised his hand to protect his neck, trying to use the strength of his arm to forcefully block the sword!
"Enchanted·Sharpness!"
"Freeze!"
Bessemer directly enchanted the long sword in his hand, cut open O'Neill's palm, and slashed into his neck.
Magic Russell's freezing effect made O'Neill's next movements sluggish again.
"Pfft!"
The next moment, blood splashed and heads flew into the sky!
The bright flower of blood bloomed under the light of the long sword, and O'Neill's body collapsed.