Chapter 345: Barbarism is synonymous with battle (96/1000 Monthly Pass)
The holy sword cut the air together with the body of the King of Dark Elves, and the smell of burnt flesh and ozone filled his nasal cavity. Every time Salomon made a huge wound, crimson ether would fill it in the blink of an eye.
, forming new blood and flesh. No matter how the Dark Elf King dodges, Salomon can let the judgment of the Holy Sword come to him.
He stepped forward and swung his sword to block the enemy's attack, then turned the sword to stab his throat.
Swing your sword, step outside, and chop off the enemy's hand.
Swing horizontally, step back sideways, and slash the enemy's back of the neck.
Meyer's swordsmanship was used smoothly from his hands. After the fluid weapon ether particles were blocked by the golden flames, he completely gave up the role of a shield and turned to swift swordsmanship in the hope of ending the enemy. The arrogant Malekith
Laughing wildly in the darkness, even if Salomon swings his sword faster and faster, even if the temperature of the sword is getting higher and higher, even if the golden flame leaking from Salomon's body becomes more and more fierce, even if he has no chance to fight back.
Despite the speed and power, Salomon's attacks were still weak in his eyes.
Although Malekith is confident that he can kill the enemy in front of him, he still wants to solve it as soon as possible. Because every time he repairs his body, it means that it will take a little more effort to infect the nine realms, and every night he solves it a little means that he may miss the celestial body.
A good opportunity to meet. He is immortal. When he comes into contact with the true ether as the fifth overhead element, his soul merges with the ether particles. As long as his spirit exists, as long as he is not separated from the ether particles, the ether particles will
It will be transformed into the other four elements to make up for his body, just like the alchemist's creation process of Homonculus to repair his wounds, and all it consumes is the life swallowed by the ether particles.
Salomon was shrouded in silver mist in the blink of an eye and disappeared. He instantly appeared behind the King of Dark Elves, his long sword pierced the thick crimson curtain, and the blade struck Maleki.
Si's arm was cut open in the middle, and the splattered stumps were swallowed by the crimson beast next to the King of Dark Elves, and then transformed into another substance to repair his arm. The holy sword cut his body open from the waist.
, the high temperature carbonized the huge incision, but in the next moment, the ether particles filled the missing tissues and organs like blood vessels and bones. Countless souls and lives swallowed up over the long years were ground to pieces, releasing miracles that the world could not imagine.
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Infinity stones mean infinite, and there is nothing more powerful than this in the universe.
Ether is his soul, his life, his weapon.
Although I haven’t completely tamed the greedy ether, it doesn’t matter anymore. As long as I own the ether, the original darkness will surely come to this universe. Malekith smiled and welcomed the attack of the mystic, because hardship was the way for him to climb the ladder.
He must face this suffering, just as he has done in the past.
Salomon is like a hammer, constantly forging his soul on the anvil of the ether. Malekith's vitality is gradually weakening, but his soul is getting stronger, and he is being accepted by the ether——
No, he was becoming the ether, the whispering will hidden deep in the gem. His intelligence, his spirit, and his soul were all crushed into pieces and filled into the miraculous engine called the Infinity Stone.
The knight holding the Holy Sword high roared and slammed into him. The dragon-wing propeller took Salomon to forcefully knock Malekith into the etheric ocean. The mystic jumped in with golden flames. A tragic and
The bloody fight unfolded in the ether ocean and golden flames. Because the distance between them was too close, the ether particles began to pry Salomon's armor and instinctively sucked his blood and life - but this instinct
However, his behavior caused extremely serious consequences. After the blood flowed out of Salomon's body, it was ignited by golden flames like gasoline, triggering one fleeting conflict after another between Salomon and Malekith.
Small deflagration.
Salomon threw away his shield and thrust his sword into Malekith's shoulder. He turned the sword and dug out a huge penetrating wound, which was far more painful than the clean stabs and slashes before.
Malekith couldn't help but wailed, and the blood that spurted out was either evaporated by the golden flames or swallowed by ether particles. The king of the dark elves punched Salomon's helmet hard, and the mystic mage was tilted to the side.
But in the blink of an eye Salomon turned back with annoyance, raised his fist and punched the dark elf's pale and vicious face.
The ether particles repaired Malekith's nose, which had collapsed into mincemeat, and filled in his shattered teeth and cheekbones, so Salomon punched him again. Even during the fist-to-flesh fight, Salomon
He also did not forget to twist the sword and open Malekith's chest again and again. The Dark Elf King's armor was in tatters, and his thin and pale body was covered with disgusting crimson wounds. These wounds were still in tatters.
It was constantly squirming, stretching out tiny tentacles, trying to suck the life out of the mystic mage.
The lips hidden behind the armor spit out a spell, and the sharp iron claws filled with thunder and fire pinched Malekith's neck. The sharp fingertips pierced the skin and inserted into the muscles and blood vessels. He used all his strength to crush it.
This damn throat. At the same time, he also kicked Malekith's knees to pieces with his heel, forcing the damn alien to kneel on the ground.
Brutal and bloody are the descriptions of this battle. The mystic endured the severe pain when the dark elf's fist hit his armor, and the powerlessness when the ether particles sucked life. He pinched Malekith's chin.
, forcing him to kneel on the ground and wait for the Holy Sword to behead him. However, before he could take action, the ether particles took the initiative to form a huge war hammer and collided with the raised Holy Sword. The two powerful forces occurred at the moment of contact.
The explosion completely separated Malekith and Salomon.
The golden flame on the mystic mage's body suddenly went out, the stigmata lost its fuel, and his emotions slowly recovered.
Salomon quickly climbed up from the black gravel ground. Unexpectedly, Malekith did not pursue him, and he found no trace of the enemy. His hand that originally held Malekith only had half
Zhang's face was forcibly torn off and his bloody mandible. He didn't know which world among the nine kingdoms he was in now, and he didn't know what happened just now, but out of caution and fear of the kind that had never appeared before
Uneasy about the situation, he temporarily closed the stigmata.
When the tense nerves relaxed, the excessive secretion of lactic acid made him unable to lift his hands.
He breathed a sigh of relief, and then sat motionless on the ground. Although he didn't know what happened just now, the huge energy had been exhausted by him when he regained his humanity. He felt that his lungs were
His body was burning, and after the dusty air here was filtered by the armor, he needed to breathe hard to get enough oxygen.
He felt that if he didn't sit down and take a breath, he wouldn't have the strength to face the next battle.
"Damn, the dark elves are all black sissy fagots wearing high heels and sequined tops." Salomon complained while rummaging through the dimensional bag for a useful potion with trembling fingers. But even though he had not taken the medicine yet
, his physical strength was also recovering rapidly, and after a while he stood up again, taking awkward and sore steps to pick up the shield. Not only was he unaware of his abnormal recovery ability,
He even took it for granted. If it weren't for this kind of physical strength, it would be impossible for him to do certain pleasant things with the witch.
During a short break, Salomon thought carefully about the reasons for the previous situation. He did not think that Emperor Weishan would be so generous and give him power without any cost. There must be something inhuman.
Making trouble - He recalled hearing hymns and roars when he lost his humanity, and almost knew who was causing trouble for him.
There must be something going on in the upper and lower planes!
This idea made Salomon very angry. He didn't like these extradimensional creatures to interfere with his thinking, not at all!
He shook his head and prepared to find a way back. This was not difficult at all. The three-ring prophecy spell [Analysis Portal] could take him back to Earth.
The premise is that no one comes to trouble him before finding the portal.