Chapter 483 The Serrated Sword and the Thousand Swords
The dark golden arrow passed through Toronto's belly, bringing out a red blood line and leaving a blood hole with a diameter of more than ten centimeters.
Through that hole, you can even see the scenery behind.
Before the two sides formally fought, Chris severely injured an eighth-level knight on the opposite side.
Toronto looked very painful, and his handsome face began to turn ferocious.
Seeing this, the other two people quickly landed on both sides of Toronto to prevent him from being attacked again.
They realized that the young king in front of them was not able to defeat the Dragon Slayer Jameson through opportunism.
"Long live your Majesty!"
"Your Majesty is mighty!"
The knights of the Blazing Dragon Kingdom cheered fiercely, generating a lot of reputation.
"Boom, boom, boom..." Immediately afterwards, they controlled the artillery and began to fire irregularly, making a continuous buzzing sound.
Chris drew the bowstring and absorbed the fire element on the barrel. This time he did not inject demon fighting energy.
"Phew!" Another armor-piercing arrow shot out of his hand.
Night Dog King Festa pulled out a very broad sword from his back, as thick as three fingers. The whole body was gray-black in color, with an earthy yellow haze lingering on the surface.
He held the blade horizontally in front of him, easily blocking the dark golden arrows.
Without the blessing of demon fighting energy, just using the absorbed fire element, the power of armor-piercing arrows will be much smaller.
"Boy, take my knife!" Festa couldn't hold back after all, and ran over quickly. He held the handle of the knife with both hands, jumped up high, and slashed at Chris.
Chris quickly put away the Qingtian Yaoyue Bow, changed his weapon to Dragon Roar and faced him.
"Keng!"
The crisp sound of metal collision rang in his ears, and Chris felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him. His body sank, his feet stepped into deep pits, and his knees were completely submerged into the ground.
The opponent's strength was simply beyond imagination. Chris had never seen anyone with such strength. Even Jameson, who was at the peak of the eighth level, was far behind.
He gritted his teeth and held on forcefully.
"Come again!" Festa grinned and swung the knife for a second chop.
Chris struggled to pull out his legs, not daring to fight with the opponent, and flapped his wings and retreated quickly.
The festa hit the ground, sending waves of earth flying into the sky, and dust flew into the air in an instant.
A circle of fine cracks appeared on the ground with a radius of fifty or sixty meters, which was enough to show the power of this blow.
"How can this guy be so powerful?" Chris sweated on his forehead and was very confused.
"Hahaha!" Festa laughed heartily and contentedly.
Kinuit looked at Toronto and said: "Let's go together and capture him as soon as possible so that this war can end as soon as possible."
"Okay." Toronto held the elemental sword and rushed over despite the pain.
Kinuit's weapon is also a sword, but it is a wide two-handed sword, about two meters long, and the blade is full of sharp serrations.
The two of them attacked Chris, one on the left and the other on the right.
Surprisingly, the saw teeth started to rotate, like a chainsaw.
Chris realized that the weapon also had special effects.
Facing the attacks of two people at the same time, he naturally did not dare to neglect and opened his mouth to spit out the burning dragon flames.
I saw Toronto waving the elemental sword, and countless water flows washed out, forming a downward waterfall in front of him.
"Chichi!" When the dragon fire pillar hit the water waterfall, a large amount of white mist rose upwards, turning the surrounding area into a vast whiteness.
At the same time, Kinuit quietly came to the side and slashed Chris's shoulder with a serrated sword.
"Extreme Fire Armor!"
Everything happened in a flash of lightning. Chris had no time to prepare the forbidden spell, so he used this protective magic.
There was too much water mist, which interfered with the gathering of fire elements, so this was entirely dependent on his own demonic fighting spirit.
The solid fire armor was draped on his body, making Chris's figure larger.
"Ka ka ka." The serrated sword cut quickly, breaking through the defense of the Extreme Fire Body Armor bit by bit, and soon cut a crack in it, revealing the Dragon King of Destruction Armor inside.
Chris raised his shoulders and directly pushed away the giant sword, then swept his tail and flew Ginyut away.
If he hadn't been wearing a holy relic, he might have been injured.
After vomiting the dragon flames in his stomach, Chris stopped spraying, and the water waterfall on the opposite side also stopped. You can see Toronto panting violently, and the consumption was obviously not small.
This young eighth-level knight was already injured, but now he can only grit his teeth and hold on.
Before Chris could take a breath, the hairy guy came at him again with a knife.
He suffered a big loss at the opponent's hands, so Chris didn't dare to confront him head-on, so he could only flap his wings and evacuate quickly.
Unexpectedly, Festa refused to give in and slashed from the bottom up.
In desperation, Chris had no choice but to hold the dragon's roar with both hands and attack the long-haired monster.
He knew the opponent's strength well, so he was prepared to be knocked away.
When the two weapons collided, Chris was surprised to find that the sense of huge power he had imagined did not come over him. The enemy's strength was not much different from that of an ordinary eighth-level knight.
How is this going?
Chris's eyes fell on the knife in Festa's hand, and his mind quickly recalled the brief exchange between the two sides.
Is there something wrong with that knife?
When the opponent cuts down, it's like a mountain pressing down on him, while the upward attack seems ordinary.
An idea flashed in Chris's mind. The special effect of that knife would most likely increase his own weight thousands of times.
Although it sounds ordinary and not as flashy as the weapons of the other two, it is extremely terrifying when you think about it carefully.
Think about it, if Chris was not holding a magical weapon like Dragon Roar, but an ordinary sword, he would probably have been cut off by the opponent at the moment of the fight, and then he would have been hit in the head and died, and the battle would have ended.
The effect of that thing was so unexpected that when I found something was wrong, I couldn't react at all.
"Magic, thunder and lightning!" A wild python-like dark blue arc of electricity swam over the dragon's roar. This lowest level of electrical magic was almost out of reach for Chris.
It is impossible for an ordinary magician to use a fragile walnut wand to attack others, so only he can use it this way.
Festa suddenly twitched all over and fell into a state of paralysis.
Chris turned around and swept away, and the thick dragon tail hit the enemy's forehead hard, causing the latter's body to fall downwards like a kite with a broken string.
"Boom!"
Festa fell to the ground, creating a large deep pit.
Chriss didn't pause and turned to attack Toronto.
If the two sides were fighting alone, Chris could perform a set of small combos to directly send the long-haired monster away, but that was not possible now.