Waves of strange fluctuations were released from Debi's body. Within the scope of the fluctuations, everyone's blood was surging violently, as if a heavy hammer was constantly hitting their chests, and their hearts kept rising and falling, causing labor pains.
Among them, Vosilin had the strongest feeling. She knelt down on one knee uncontrollably and took deep breaths repeatedly to resist the influence. Her pupils gradually became bloodshot and she coughed up blood at the corners of her mouth.
"Wasilin!"
Palmer looked at Vosilin with concern, extremely flustered.
"I...I'm okay," Wosselin pushed away Palmer's hand, "Deal with him first! Don't let him get close to the wind cellar!"
Palmer glared at Derby angrily, activated the release of the blunderbuss, and another silver sword came galloping towards him.
Zephyrin raised his fists, trying to block Derby's attack. Another roaring sound suddenly sounded, and two blunderbuss came forward and backward. Their advancing routes intertwined and overlapped, and the two silver swords collided with each other at high speed.
In an instant, the blade broke into dense fragments, hitting Zephyrin like shotguns. Her fists could not intercept these fragments, and even she could not save herself.
Zephyrin could only protect his head and chest. The silver fragments cut open his body, leaving behind a series of gray and black scars. There were also many fragments that hit Derby, opening dense wounds on Derby's body.
Unlike Zephyrin's gray-black wound that was difficult to heal on its own, Derby ignored the suppression of the Night Clan's blood by the silverware to a certain extent. What flowed out of the wound was not blood, but some kind of glowing liquid.
"Etherization..."
Vosilin recognized what was happening to Derby at this moment. Derby had a gloomy face and further released his secret power.
A massive amount of ether was released, and the ether concentration in the environment rose sharply, even showing a blood-colored light band, dancing in the air.
The advancement path of a sublimator is like the gradual sublimation of mortal matter. In Othello, the indomitable pawn goes through many obstacles and reaches the bottom line, completing the "upgrade".
Since the first-stage Sublimation Master has been promoted upwards, every advancement in level will bring a certain degree of qualitative change to the Sublime Sublime.
The second-stage believer will have derived sub-schools to complicate his secret power and become more bizarre and deadly. The third-stage power bearer, whose flesh and blood body has been filled with ether for a long time, will gradually tend to become etheric.
The flesh and blood body begins to sublimate and become etheric. While weakening the damage to the body from the outside world, it will also greatly enhance the affinity between itself and the ether, and even break away from the shackles of mortal nature to a certain extent and avoid the scythe of death.
The extension of lifespan that Sublimation Masters are familiar with is only one of the many effects of etherification, and as the ranks continue to be promoted, etherification will continue.
This is extremely obvious among the elders in the wind cellar. Hundreds of years have passed on their bodies, and their mortal flesh and blood have become extremely old. However, with the blessing of etherification, they can still survive in the high-concentration ether environment.
,on one's last legs.
The blood in Derby's body has turned into liquid ether, pure energy.
The elite bloodthirsty men let out hoarse war cries, and as the blood boiled in their bodies, their strength had reached its limit. Their muscles swelled and became knotted, and their blood vessels bulged clearly, like earthworms crawling with flesh and blood.
Before the elite bloodthirsty attacks could come, the wind-eroded birds were the first to join the battlefield.
Boluogo destroyed the building and blocked the road, but it also allowed the wind-eroded birds to attack several people, their sharp claws and iron feathers like galloping sword blades.
Amidst the roaring sound, the materials along the way broke into pieces and debris filled the air.
As a ruler, Debi is more powerful than other rulers in that he can control an extremely terrifying number of dominated animals.
Boluogo turned his head and swung an iron spear at the incoming wind-eroded birds. Just like when he first arrived at the wind source highland, he fought against the wind-eroded birds. The snake scale liquid spread and turned into countless dense steel, followed by red
The mercury ignited and explosions continued.
In the heavy firelight, dark shadows emerged one by one. The impact of the explosion only killed a small part of the wind-eroded birds. The vast army of wind-eroded birds rushed forward and swallowed up Bologo.
In the chaotic black shadow, dazzling sparks flashed constantly. The wind-eroded birds left dents of varying depths on the armor. Some even cut open the armor and injured Boluogo's body, leaving traces of dents.
Blood flower.
"Ha...just a believer."
Derby was breathing heavily, and he called almost all the wind-eroded birds he could mobilize to this place.
Hundreds? Thousands?
Derby couldn't calculate anymore. This huge control made his will exhausted. He felt that his consciousness was split into countless parts, making uniform movements.
The ether is consumed extremely quickly, as if it is draining the body dry.
A few fires burst out as the birds swept by, and the weak flames swayed in the strong wind, but as the fireworks set off, they were unstoppable.
Something was coming, and Derby could feel it.
Even alchemy creatures that rely on instinct to act will have their instincts alerting them to the arrival of those terrible things.
Derby could clearly feel that the wind-eroded birds were afraid, and the flock of wind-eroded birds were afraid.
Each wind-eroded bird transmitted its fear back to Derby, and this fear accumulated and superimposed, turning into a tide of despair that swallowed up Derby's will.
Debi felt his blood running cold, his heart stagnating briefly, and his mind went blank.
This blankness did not last long. The wind-eroded birds heard the sound of metal cutting flesh and teeth, making the teeth sore. It was like musical notes, crawling on Derby's nerves one after another, playing in harmony with that.
Prelude to despair.
he came.
The creature made of cold iron was striding forward in the storm, killing countless birds with every swing.
The hot blood is sprinkled on the cold armor, smeared on the dented metal surface, along the cracked gaps, seeping into the depths of the armor, turning it into a bloody knight from the inside out.
Secret energy·boiling blood!
Derby waved his own power, and the blood spilled in the wind-eroded birds was catalyzed by the ether. The blood began to boil and evaporate, huge heat was released from it, and the dazzling fire roared continuously.
There was a brief silence within the tornado of burning flames, and after the silence, the heart of the war drum played again.
"Zephyrin! Stop him!"
Derby roared, and at the same time, the remaining elite bloodthirsters also took action. Some elite bloodthirsty raised heavy shields and moved quickly towards Derby, using themselves as a cover to block the incoming waves for Derby.
Down attack.
The other elite bloodthirsty bared their fangs and claws, waiting for the enemy to rush out of the storm. Zephyrin raised his fists, and the soul-breaker was filled with ether, and the soul-breaking poison filled the surroundings.
Zephyrin is not suitable for the frontal battlefield. Her soul-breaking poison is difficult to be effective against the enemy if she is prepared. She also wants to act as an assassin, but assassinating the undead? It is too ridiculous to think about it.
Helpless, she could only stand in the light of the ether.
Suddenly, the wind-eroded birds let out a hoarse cry, and the fire-clad armor broke through the siege of the wind-eroded birds. The armor was pitted and full of cracks. No matter how much the snake scale liquid increased its defense, it could not withstand the continuous attacks of the wind-eroded birds.
hit.
But he still broke through the storm and was unstoppable.
Derby was waiting for this moment. The elite bloodthirsty warriors met the armor. Their sharp claws easily penetrated the tattered armor. Before they could tear it into several pieces, Zephyrin jumped up and leaned on it.
The power of the Soul Breaker hammered the metal surface with its heavy fist.
The ether was disturbed, and the power that restrained the construction began to collapse. In an instant, the heavy armor shattered into debris on the ground, but she did not see Boluogo behind the collapsed debris.
"No……"
Zephyrin realized that he had been fooled, and everyone had been fooled.
"Watch out! Derby!"
Zephyrin turned his head to warn Derby, but it was too late. A wind-eroded bird broke away from the flock of wind-eroded birds. In this chaotic battlefield, its movements were not noticeable, but as it swooped down, Bologo appeared.
On the back of the wind-eroded bird.
The snake scale liquid pierced the body of the wind-eroded bird, and the metal adhered to its bones, controlling the movements of the wind-eroded bird in this cruel way. What was worse was that Derby had too many dominators under his control.
This anomaly was not noticed.
When Derby noticed Bolog's arrival, it was already too late. The wind-eroded bird screamed and exploded into a burning fireball under Derby's control, but then a silver-plated sword split the flames.
The elite bloodthirsty set up a large shield and blocked Boluogo like a high wall. The sword and the shield collided, causing bursts of sparks to rub off.
"Mortal matter cannot stop me..."
Boluogo spoke, but what he said was meaningless.
The flames of the cauldron spread and burned, swallowing up the thick giant shield. It was not an alchemical weapon, but a heavy thing made of mortal matter.
The giant shield shattered in an instant. It obeyed Bologo's orders and continuously cracked itself. The twisted and winding metal turned to cover Bologo's body and was forged into brand new scales.
Zephyrin roared and rushed towards Bologo. At this time, a series of wind cannons came through the air. The wind cannons failed to hit Zephyrin, but this also hindered Zephyrin's progress. When she avoided the falling sword rain, she wore a
The armored monster has torn alive the elite bloodthirsty men who were in the way.
Behind the wound, which was like a giant axe, Borogo saw Derby hiding under it. The two looked at each other. Derby snapped his fingers and his blood boiled.
In an instant, Bologo and the dying elite bloodthirsty turned into a burning torch. With the blessing of the power-bearing ether, the temperature of the fireworks reached the limit.
The iron is burning, burning red.
Amidst the crackling fire, the red-hot iron hand broke through the fire and grabbed Debi's throat.
Derby stared directly at the dazzling light. The high temperature distorted the air and interfered with the light path. The red-hot iron armor also looked extremely ferocious and terrifying under the chaotic vision.