In a very short moment, Scott appeared at the end of the trace, leaving no time for Seer to react.
Of course, this is a "fact" seen from the perspective of onlookers.
But from Purcell's perspective, there was no process of Scott's attack at all, but the result directly appeared.
As the black robe he was wearing was torn apart by an inexplicable force, the vague trajectory was reestablished. Several sword lights flashed one after another and happened to pass through his wound.
During the entire process, Seer was held in the air by an inexplicable force. Only after the sword light exploded into clouds of dark, sticky blood on his body could he move again.
That was not the power that originated from Scott's "hysteresis", but pure swordsmanship.
That is the ancient swordsmanship left behind before the death of the Lord of the Sword Seat. First determine the fact that the opponent was hit, and then generate the trajectory of the attack.
This kind of swordsmanship, which can be used to defy the laws with pure skills, was no longer able to be learned by anyone after the death of the Lord of the Sword Seat.
The Lord of the Sword Seat died in the 61st year of the Calendar of the Gods. Counting the time it took to reach the Palace of Truth with pure swordsmanship, someone who has lived at least a thousand years old can possess this level of swordsmanship.
If it weren't for the talent of "born from light" that concealed Seer's figure, Scott could have chopped his Yangyan Explosion into pieces with one sword.
After all, when swordsmanship is refined to this level, it can be regarded as a different kind of magic in a sense. Higher-level magic can counteract weaker magic.
But it's not too late. Scott's sword just cut one of Purcell's flesh wings into pieces, and at the same time, a large piece of tentacle debris fell into the garden below. Purcell's size instantly increased.
It was reduced by one-third, and black blood that was as thick and smelly as petroleum was falling in the air.
Seeing that Purcell was about to lose his fighting power, Scott's offensive did not stop.
He and Cell are already old rivals, and they know how difficult Cell's immortality is. Decades ago, Cell, who was still serving N'zoth, was the human form that was abandoned in the White Tower and turned into a complete human body.
monster.
Although Seer still lacks a cornerstone element before he can truly awaken to his origin, his restraint against Anvilia has been demonstrated.
With the blessing of the dual templates of the Son of God and the Chosen One, Anvilia and Scott did not leave the mere gold-level Seer inside the White Tower, and allowed him to leave safely after demolishing a large area of the building.
By this time, Scott had already understood that Seer might be the trump card of the gods. The characteristics of being immune to witchcraft and stealing magic power are too annoying, and his two elements of "tending to chaos" and "being guilty of the following"
The cornerstone is extremely difficult to deal with...
——He must not be allowed close to Anvilia.
Having made up his mind, Scott raised the slender sword covered in white bandages and placed it on his chest.
The flow of runes on his eyepatch suddenly accelerated four to five times, and the surrounding time was suddenly distorted and stained with a dirty and dim color. Many were twisted and abstract. They were as soft as oil cakes and full of sharp points.
A spiked ball-shaped clock and a torn-in-half plasticine-like clock appeared around him, spinning at different speeds.
In Scott's field of vision, everything around him seemed to slow down many times, the shapes of everything became blurred, and the mottled light and shadow made everything around him fluctuate as if in dim water.
The only one who is still normal is Scott who is at the center of the twisted world.
Unlike Aster who needs to specifically activate the origin ability, Scott's origin is a passive field type. After nearly a thousand years of continuous use, it is already on the verge of losing control, and it is effortless to activate the origin special effects.
Within five meters is Scott's explosive distance.
Scott raised the long sword covered with white bandages in his hand and slashed hard at Seer who was frozen in front of him.
But his sword blade felt like it was hitting jelly. It passed through Cell's body, leaving only a vague blade light in the void.
Scott was not surprised, and continued to chop the air around Sel with his backhand.
When he slashed dozens of swords back and forth, and the blurry sword light completely covered Purcell's surroundings, Scott slowly raised the slender long sword covered with white bandages in his hand again and placed it on his chest, stabbing with the sword.
To Sel.
The next moment, hundreds of overlapping swords surged out at the same time. Even though Purcell tried his best to avoid it, he was still chopped into hundreds of black pieces of flesh, which slowly fell to the ground.
The dozens of attacks hidden in Scott's thrust are also the result of the superimposition of Scott's "delayed" attacks.
But before Scott could take a breath, the moment Purcell was cut into hundreds of pieces by him, a small light green light beam fell from the sky and shone on Purcell who had turned into pieces.
In the blink of an eye, those pieces of meat became active again, intertwined with each other, and the muscular black tentacles reorganized into a new body. It was a huge meat ball that was constantly expanding.
Pitch black, blood red, and densely covered with veins.
"You're fooled, Scott—"
Seer's voice became shriller, as if he was laughing, and as if it was just the roar of the wind. Just hearing it would make you feel the pain of cold metal stirring in your mind.
This aggregate of hundreds and thousands of tentacles is falling freely while seeming to be thinking about what it will become.
First, grow wings——
He only thought about it for a short while, then made up his mind and pulled out the bud from the meat ball.
First, it twisted into a croissant shape. After the volume expanded to a height of five stories, the two corners of the croissant suddenly spurted out a large number of tiny tentacles, intertwined with each other, and weaved into four butterfly wings.
The same meat wings.
Judging from the thickness of these four fleshy wings, it was absolutely impossible for it to afford this Big Mac. But it just stopped in the air like this.
Then, three pairs of different sizes appeared, with no eyelids and densely bloodshot scarlet eyeballs emerging on the surface of its wings. The dim yellow light flickered on and off in its eyeballs, and the eyeballs kept shaking nervously as it looked around.
Next, we need defense, as well as the ability to capture Scott——
Thinking this way, it stabbed a large bone sharp spike into the middle of the croissant, and densely packed slender tentacles grew from the gaps between the spikes. Their tips were long tubes that shone with electric light.
There is a large group of poisonous needles surrounding the suction mouth.
The twisted muscles exposed to the air rose up with layers of scales. Inside were fine fish scales, then in the middle were fine steel balls, and the outside was covered with a layer of steel plates.
In less than three seconds, it expanded to eight stories high and fully armed itself.
Butterfly-winged steel-armored jellyfish—this twisted posture can only be described in this way.
That was completely different from when Sel was hunting the Tree of Passion in the City of Fortune.
"I suggest you die once, heretic——"
There was a sharp sound like metal scraping.
"If you can do it, try it."
Stepping on the small clearing Anvilia had created for him, Scott sneered and taunted without fear.
Even so, a solemn look gradually appeared in his eyes.
Only a few decades have passed. Purcell's level has obviously not improved at all, but his strength has more than doubled.
The last time they met, Purcell was killed by him in an instant, and he could only rely on his own immortality to deal with the scum. But this time, he was able to put a certain amount of pressure on Scott.
Moreover, there is also the priest of the Goddess of Life who is hiding somewhere... If she is not dealt with, Sel will not be able to kill her at all.
"Too slow."
Scott sneered and jumped back to avoid several tentacles that hit the ground heavily.
In other people's eyes, the tentacle swipes were too fast to react, but in Scott's eyes, they were as slow as a yawn.
His vision has always been slowed down by more than three times, and when he enters a battle, it will slow down to dozens of times every minute.
But at this moment, Scott suddenly realized some uneasiness.
Golden light gradually condensed on Purcell's steel armor, and the black monster suspended in the air was filled with gold in the blink of an eye.
The next moment, thousands of light beams as thick as an adult's forearm hit overwhelmingly - (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piotian.net