The battle for the Immortal Heart has reached the final stage. The Silver Knight noticed Amu leaping up. For the Silver Knight, Amu came at the wrong time.
The ferocious red tide destroyed most of the Silver Knight's armor, and even one of his arms turned into dust. Now he was left with only one hand holding the sword. He could either swing the sword to fight back, or abandon the sword to steal the Immortal Heart.
Obviously, the Silver Knight chose the former. The battle situation is still complicated and unpredictable. Putting down the secret sword now will only hand over the control of the battle situation to others.
"A Sublime One?"
The Silver Knight whispered, he could clearly sense the strength of Amu's ether, and he had no mercy for this unexpected visitor.
His current condition is very bad, and his alchemy armor is seriously damaged. After the explosion of the blow just now, the Silver Knight's own ether strength has dropped to the level of a power-bearer. If it is Lebius who attacks now, Silver Knight will
The knight really has no way to deal with it, but it is different if it is a sublimation master like Aimu.
The secret sword swung up, preparing to cut Aimu into pieces, but suddenly Aimu's falling figure paused for a few seconds, and then suddenly retreated in mid-air, causing the silver knight's prepared chop to fail.
Behind Amu, a slender silver hook connected her, and at the end of the hook was the bloody Boluogo.
The Adaptive Arm had been completely destroyed in the red tide, but fortunately there was still a section of hook rope left, allowing Boluogo to pull Aimue.
Now the Silver Knight's agility has been greatly weakened. After swiping his sword in the air, he has a long gap to attack again. Aimu threw the dagger in his hand while retreating.
The dagger was not thrown at the Silver Knight, but at the remains of Alice. The Silver Knight did not pay much attention to the dagger. You must know that if he wanted to cause harm to Alice, he would need his own powerful ether and the triple transformation of the iron.
sword.
Just a dagger's dagger,
It is far from enough to cause damage to the Immortal Heart.
As the Silver Knight thought this way, the speeding dagger glowed with the glow of ether, and like space distortion, the metal began to bend and twist, and the next moment it disappeared out of thin air, replaced by the bloody Boluogo.
Boluogo dragged his broken body, and the snake scale liquid surrounded his body like a ribbon, pouring into the flesh and blood wounds.
Lebius can use the ethereal wolf to force the body to perform movements beyond its physiological limits. Now Bologo has imitated this behavior and used the snake scale fluid to fill his own deficient muscles and joints.
The silver-white silk thread extended along behind him and grabbed the phantom dagger that had been replaced behind him. This alchemical weapon was extremely convenient and deceitful. Just to ensure that it could be recycled multiple times, Boluogo needed to be in the position of his own secret power every time he replaced the space.
within the scope of influence.
The phantom dagger swayed from the silk thread, and a sharp whistling sound surrounded Boluogo and the Silver Knight.
When the Silver Knight saw Bologo appearing out of thin air, he didn't need to think too much to understand what was going on. Gold died in the hands of Bologo.
He raised the secret sword with one hand, but he did not attack rashly. Now the Silver Knight has the ether strength to crush Bologo, but he himself is on the verge of destruction.
The Silver Knight resisted the erosion of the red tide, but there was still a lot of flesh and blood left in the gaps in the armor, eating away at its own structure.
Other effective combat forces were held back by Lebius and Jeffrey, and the wave of monsters caused by them was also intercepted by the arriving riot control action team. Time continued to delay. Depending on the nature of this incident, maybe the ninth group of atheists
will also arrive.
The Silver Knight has little time left, and the worst thing is the enemy he faces now.
Bologo has usurped the power of the overlord. As a loyal servant of the overlord Xilin, the Silver Knight is very aware of how powerful Bologo is, even if he is only a first-stage sublimation master.
The Silver Knight must swing this sword cautiously. If he misses, he will face Bologo's violent counterattack.
In the past, his own alchemy armor was enough to block Boluogo's attack, but now his proud armor was in dilapidated condition, and this operation was gradually out of the Silver Knight's control.
What makes the Silver Knight even more uneasy is that Boluogo is still an undead. Even if he hits and kills Boluogo with his sword, it will only make Boluogo temporarily incapacitated. This will not take long.
The guy will resurrect again and charge towards you stubbornly.
"Surprise!"
Boluogo cheered loudly. As he rushed forward, the snake scale liquid filled the incomplete body, assisting Boluogo like a prosthetic limb.
The silk thread pulled the phantom dagger and hit the silver knight's body like a whip. It quickly wrapped around it several times, and then the phantom dagger pierced the silver knight's shoulder armor from behind.
Boluogo was about to activate the Phantom Dagger again to replace his position, but at this time, the pale sword light was approaching.
"If your rank were higher, you might be a threat to me, but you are still too weak now."
A cold and ruthless voice sounded. The space replacement between Boluoge and Phantom Dagger requires a certain amount of casting time. The time required in regular combat is extremely short, but it is different for the Silver Knight.
In his opinion, this short casting time is so long that the Silver Knight is fully capable of launching an attack during this period.
In an instant, both of them's sense of time became dull, and each second became extremely long. The cold secret sword swung towards Boluogo. Boluogo had no room to escape in mid-air. He could only release the ether with all his strength.
, while performing space replacement, it spreads out the snake scale fluid, causing them to pierce into the flesh and blood below, allowing them to move passively.
Boluogo began to shift in the air, and at the same time his body became blurred and twisted, half of his body was trapped in the winding path, and the iron-cutting sword also descended above his head.
The minds of both parties were completely concentrated, and then the passage of time began to speed up, just like the fast-forward button of a movie being pressed.
The swords gleamed and the steel crashed.
After all, Boluogo is just a condenser. Even if the Silver Knight has declined like this, he is not an existence that he can fight against at will.
The secret sword pulled out a vague trajectory. Boluogo didn't even see clearly how the secret sword hit him. He only felt a cold touch on his chest, and a few seconds later the severe pain came slowly.
"Don't think it will end so easily!"
Until this time, Boluogo still stubbornly said harsh words.
Boluogo felt like a gangster who was beaten down on the street. He was already covered in blood, but he was still arrogant. But Boluogo was still different from those gangsters. For example, he not only spoke cruel words, but also took practical actions.
stand up.
Before the secret sword penetrated the body, the snakes that were nailed into the flesh and blood on the ground fell off and rolled up one after another, and turned into countless waving whip blades as Bologo turned.
At the last moment, Bologo gave up evading and chose to fight back. Taking advantage of the Silver Knight's weakness, Bologo tried his best to cause damage to him.
Boluogo doesn't think he can defeat the Silver Knight, but he believes that Lebius and Jeffrey can do it. Now he just needs to pave the way for them.
The whip blade rolled around the Silver Knight's body, and the sharp end repeatedly cut the armor. As the flesh and blood eroded the Silver Knight, the once indestructible armor could now easily leave scratches.
The sword blade was pulled out from Bologg's chest, and then cut off the whip blades. Bologg fell heavily, and a large amount of blood blocked his throat, causing him to cough painfully.
The sword of the Silver Knight failed to kill Boluogo, but the cold metal still gave the order of destruction to Boluogo's body, and the internal organs and bones were shattered into a ball of dirty blood.
Boluogo fell to the ground and couldn't move. He felt that his spine might have been broken, and his entire body had lost control. He could only tilt his head and watch the Silver Knight's next actions.
"You are more difficult than I thought."
The silver knight's voice was low and he took heavy steps. Every time he moved, rusty iron slag fell down like smoke.
Boluogo could not say anything anymore, but his eyes still had that provocative look. Boluogo began to like the identity of the undead. This feeling of being unable to be beaten to death was great, like a head hiding in the shadows.
The ghosts inside make people miserable.
"I am starving……"
A cold female voice interrupted the confrontation between Boluogo and the Silver Knight. On the side, Alice's body had slowly fallen down. Amidst the deformed combination of minced meat and dirty blood, it stretched out its arms and grabbed the head with one hand.
The hair lifted Alice's face up.
Both Boluogo and the Silver Knight became nervous. The most disturbing point in the melee is that just when you think you have killed your opponent, another enemy will appear from the shadows. You are alone and need to be alert at all times.
The Silver Knight's full blow severely wounded Alice. Many scarlet blood vessels once again extended out of the deformed mass of flesh, and they spread around like vines.
First, it took root in the pale flesh beneath its body. This huge tarantula had already devoured all its essence in order to give birth to Alice. Now, in order to heal herself, Alice was further destroying it.
Large areas of flesh and blood turned into gray-white hardness, then became soft, broken, and turned into large areas of dust.
Boluogo fell to the ground, and the blood vessels quickly spread to Boluogo's body, roughly piercing his body, sucking Boluogo's blood and life.
The excessive pain almost caused Boluogo to faint. He knew clearly that even if he was not in coma now, he was not far from death.
After being seriously injured, the critical point of Bologg's moment soul was broken through, and the blood vessels drained away the little ether left in his body to feed Alice. Bologg's face quickly turned pale, and his skin became shriveled and withered.
The same is true for the silver knight on the other side. There are a lot of rust on the silver armor, and the speed of self-collapse continues to accelerate, until the delicate face armor also breaks into many holes, just like the cold face of the deceased.
"Bologo!"
Aimu exclaimed in shock. She tried to rescue Boluogo, but Boluogo motioned her to leave with his eyes.
Boluogo was captured by the hungry Gluttony. He may sleep for a long time, but he will eventually wake up again. But once Aimu is captured and all the ether is extracted, then only Aimu will be waiting for him.
Cold death.
Aimu understood what Boluogo meant, and the rescue steps stopped. From a distance, he watched Boluogo being buried bit by bit by blood vessels, leaving only half of his face exposed.
The silver knight had no response. The light under the armor dimmed and dissipated, and seemed to have turned back into cold mortal steel. His blood vessels were wrapped around his body. The armor was overwhelmed and he knelt down helplessly.
In the end, the dispute between the two gave Alice the upper hand. It ate greedily while Aimu kept retreating, avoiding the extending blood vessels.
Palmer in the distance also extended a helping hand at this moment. This unlucky guy was not suitable for close combat, so he threw out all the flying knives. The howling wind passed by, cutting off many blood vessels in mid-air, and blood flowed.
Overflowing.
Just when Aimu was about to retreat to a safe distance, Aimu noticed another figure on the battlefield.
Teda fell to the ground and watched helplessly as those blood vessels wound up. There was no fear in his eyes, only endless emptiness. The remaining rationality collapsed at the moment of Alice's distortion.
Aimu's retreat stopped. She looked at Teda who was gradually being swallowed up, and an indescribable emotion emerged in her heart.
TEDA gave up thinking completely, taking his own life with him.
He was once a wise scholar, but with desire and pain intertwined, thinking now is just endless punishment for this old guy.
Facing the entangled blood vessels and feeling the passage of his life, TEDA didn't have the slightest fear, but felt a sense of relief.
TEDA can finally break free from this chaotic thought, and he will usher in eternal peace.
He thought this and closed his eyes, but the next second he was dragged up forcefully and separated from the scarlet vines.
"You bastard who evades responsibility! Do you want to die like this!"
Teda heard a familiar voice and saw a familiar face. She roared at herself and rescued herself from the layers of blood vessels.
Aimu's strength was astonishing, uu Reading www.uukanshu.com She threw Teda high and threw him to a safe area.
TEDA fell to the ground, and his muddy consciousness seemed to wake up a little because of this fall. He slowly raised his body, wanted to say something, and looked forward. For a moment, his mind went blank.
Aimu maintained the final throwing motion, and her blood vessels were like a swarm of poisonous snakes, completely wrapping around her body and binding her up.
She stretched out her hand as if asking for help, but no one could come to save her now. Aimu was swallowed up helplessly, letting the blood vessels corrode and penetrate the body, plundering her precious ether.
Until the scarlet branches penetrate deep into the chest cavity, touching the perpetual core that is combined with the Utopian Seed, and the most precious and purest ether incarnation in the perpetual core, the Philosopher's Stone.
In the realm of death, the evil figure came quietly, following him like a shadow.