Chapter 268: Dark gold leaf pattern, new followers, question
The big demon fell to the ground, the shadow of Purgatory ruins shattered, and the seemingly endless black flames of Purgatory also disappeared.
On the opposite side, the projection of the fire element field, which was still struggling to support, quickly dimmed. Against the shadow field of a demon, even a great arcanist would not be able to do it easily, let alone a mid-level mage.
Immediately, Moriarty felt his eyes darken, and his body slowly fell down. But at the same time, the single eye on his left eye lit up inexplicably, and burst out with traces of blood-colored light as if to invade Moriarty's body.
The forehead is average.
Suddenly, a sharp, invisible scream came to mind. Moriarty's fallen body twisted and knelt again, his body trembling slightly. And a dark golden brilliance floated on his forehead, like a pattern like a leaf pattern.
Embedded in his forehead, it resisted the erosion of the blood-colored light. However, the dark gold leaf pattern was so thin that it was about to collapse under the blood-colored light.
At this moment, Moriarty's arms suddenly moved automatically, and two thin green vines suddenly stretched out from his wrists like snakes, and then quickly snaked forward, piercing directly like sharp swords.
On the other side is the huge corpse of Carmon Dotlivos.
"Gudu... Gudu..."
In the midst of extreme silence, the two green vines twitched wildly, and a large amount of substance that was not known to be demon blood or other juices was continuously extracted by a pair of vines like a water pump, and then transported directly to Mori.
In Artie's wrist. However, no matter how much demonic flesh the green vine drew out, and even the vine itself swelled from a finger to the thickness of a fist, Moriarty on the receiving end never reacted. Even like
A bottomless pit swallowed up all these demonic substances with extraordinary ease.
However, it seemed that it had received additional energy support, and the dark gold leaf pattern that was on the verge of collapse just now gradually stabilized, and then continued to compete with the bloody brilliance from the single eye until a few minutes
Finally, the blood-colored light slowly dimmed, as if it had finally exhausted itself. Following this, the dark gold leaf pattern on Moriarty's forehead also slowly faded away, disappearing from sight.
But when we looked at Kamen Dotlivos, there was only a thin layer of skin left on his body, and all the flesh, blood, internal organs, and even bones in his body had melted away. The only thing that remained was the one that was hit.
The pierced head of the great demon looked up at the sunny sky with empty eyes, as if he was still wondering about his inexplicable death.
Finally everything returned to calm.
The three Naga brothers quietly gathered around Moriarty. Their eyes glanced back and forth between the Demonic Master and their boss for a long time, and then they looked at each other again. They were no longer entangled.
I don’t know how much time passed. There seemed to be a very familiar voice saying something in the distance in my ears. But I couldn’t hear anything clearly. Moriarty only felt that he was thrown into a deep water area, listening to the world through heavy waves.
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After trying hard to move his thumbs, he finally had a sense of reality. Moriarty took a deep breath, opened his eyes heavily, and saw a dazzling candlelight.
"Hey! Morty, you finally woke up!"
Before Moriarty could figure out the situation, the "beardless dwarf", who had his head wrapped in bandages and his hands even wrapped like a mummy, came up to him happily and shouted loudly while spitting saliva.
"How long have I slept? How is everyone? How is the demon army?"
Being drenched in Guderian's saliva, Moriarty smiled.
"You have been sleeping for three days and two nights. As for the cowardly gang of demons, they have long since fled away and are no longer even surrounding the city." The dwarf carefully confirmed that there was no threat from Moriarty's return, and then withdrew from the bed with satisfaction.
He got down and struggled to sit on a high stool nearby: "White woke up two days ago, but he was a bit seriously injured, and he is still lying on the side. Bruno, that bitch, was struck by lightning by the big devil, but he was fine.
The Elf's 'Moonlight Leaf Talisman' carried him for a while, so he was still alive and kicking. Tchaikov lost one of his hands, but this guy already had many hands, so it didn't matter if he had one or two less; on the contrary, Zhukov and Che
After being beaten by the big devil, these two bastards were inexplicably promoted to become the "Eight-Armed Naga", and now they are so arrogant. As for me, the follower who works the hardest, not only was my two hands almost beaten
The 'Pig's Hand' was burned, a silver beard that was so beautiful that the girls couldn't control themselves was also burned by the big devil, and my most beloved 'Rock Gallbladder' was also destroyed! Ah, Morty, do you want it?
Let me make the decision!"
As he spoke, Guderian began to squeeze tears out of mung bean eyes, but after a long time of squeezing, nothing else came out except eye droppings.
"Okay, shut up. The ghost's screams can be heard in the corridor! If you continue to be verbose, I will send you to dig mud in the moat!"
At this time, the door to the side opened, and a group of Olympus officers led by White walked in. Moriarty also felt that his strength had recovered, and he immediately got up from the bed.
"White, Guderian said you were seriously injured..." Moriarty was the first to look at White.
"Don't listen to his nonsense. I basically recovered yesterday. Although the black flame slash of the big devil is powerful, it can't kill me. Otherwise, the 'Shield of Thorns' is too fragile."
White shook his head confidently, but his face was still pale without any blood. Also, the "Purgatory Fire Scythe Slash" of Carmen Dotlivos was not to be taken lightly. Even the angry blow of the Ji Dao was
High-level warriors will also have to strain their muscles and bones. However, it can be seen from this that the power of "Thorn Shield" should not only reflect damage, but also have considerable hidden attributes in defense.
"Tchaikov, I will find a way to restore your hand."
After seeing the followers, Moriarty immediately looked at Naga. Because they were in the inner castle suite, the three Balalaika brothers had to hunch their backs, like humble servants. However, no one dared to show a trace of contempt.
When it comes to these three people, regardless of Zhukov and Chekov's eight-armed body, just looking at Chaikov's bravery and life-or-death protection of Moriarty when facing the big devil, it's amazing.
Everyone in Olympus was greatly admired. Guderian even praised the Naga boss in person afterwards, which was extremely rare, and raised the damage to his hands to the same "dedication level" as his own beard was burned. As a result, he was
Everyone else despised him.
"Hey, sir, it's just two hands, it's nothing. And this time, two of our brothers have been promoted to 'eight arms'. Overall, we have gained a pair of hands, which is not a loss!"
Tchaikov laughed loudly and gestured with his two middle arms wrapped in a mallet shape, as if he didn't mind.
However, Moriarty did not smile at all. He looked at Naga and suddenly said: "."
"Yes, sir."
When he heard the other party suddenly calling his full name seriously, Tchaikov couldn't help but be startled, and then his expression became solemn due to conditioned reflex.
"I, a fifth-level mage and a third-level alchemist, hereby sincerely invite you to become my follower. I wonder if you are willing to accept it?" Moriarty said directly.
"this…"
As if he was hit by a meteor of happiness, Tchaikov was stunned and speechless.
"Of course, I understand that the relationship between a mage and his followers is not simple. Everyone needs to think carefully before replying. You can think about it carefully first, and we..."
"Yes! Sir, I am willing!"
Before Moriarty finished speaking, Tchaikov seemed to suddenly wake up, jumped up and shouted, even making a big hole in the ceiling.
"Thank you for agreeing, Tchaikov." Moriarty stood up with a smile as he hurriedly avoided the falling plaster above his head.
"It's my honor! It's my honor!"
Opposite him, Tchaikov smiled like a flower. On the side, Zhukov and Chekov, while rejoicing together, also looked at Moriarty expectantly, but they did not expect the other's "
"It's all big or small", which can't help but be a bit disappointing.
"Humph, you guys are so lucky. After a fight with the big devil, you became a follower. If you hadn't lost two hands, I would have definitely objected!" On the other side, Guderian was still not there yet.
Forgot to give yourself a sense of presence: "Remember, I will be your senior from now on, so you must be respectful and polite when you speak to me!"
"Shut up, don't block the road." At this time, White kicked away the dwarf who was still acting like the boss, came to Tchaikov, smiled sincerely and extended his arm to Naga: "Welcome, Tchaikov!
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"Thanks, White!"
Tchaikov immediately reached out with all four hands and held the opponent's one arm tightly, as if he had finally found the organization's latent member.
It is not easy to talk about the three Naga brothers. They have stayed in Olympus since they were prisoners of war. Although no one regards them as outsiders, they are not justified. Now, the Naga eldest brother has "reached the sky in one step" and become
Followers of Moriarty, the direct descendants of the direct descendants.
"Moty, who was the big devil back then..."
After Moriarty asked about the three-flower elf's injuries and the overall situation of the legion, White finally couldn't help but ask.
Because except for Naga, the other people nearby were seriously injured and knocked unconscious in the deadly battle with the big demon. When he woke up, he saw that the demon Ji Dao had only one head and a thick layer of skin left. He asked the Balalaika brothers and God
He always kept silent about the mysterious place, which almost made Guderian angry.
When White asked this question, everyone around him immediately fixed their gazes on Moriarty.
According to common sense, even if the Olympus Legion has extraordinary military power including the three Naga brothers, elven magic archers and many mid-level warriors, it has almost no chance of winning in a head-on fight with a great demon.
Lives were piled up, and injuries were exchanged to force the opponent away as much as possible. But now, except for one Rafale-class heavy ballistae and three war iron fists that were destroyed, and less than ten low-level warriors were killed in the battle, there were no other serious losses.
, it can be said to be a complete victory. (To be continued...)
