Five hundred and seventieth chapters cursed artifact
"Damn it!"
Seeing that his beloved general was about to be cut into pieces, Luo Lei finally couldn't hold back his anger. With a low roar and despair, he jumped towards Munro. His whole body was full of fighting spirit. With a flash of sword light, Munro knew how powerful he was and hurriedly turned over.
Retreating, Yaoyao held his sword in his hand, and with one hand, Long Yanjin blasted towards Luo Lei!
Luo Lei gritted his teeth and shouted: "Guardian Shield!"
With a "bang", a golden shield rose up under his feet, directly ignoring Munro's Dragon Flame Strength, but he couldn't tell that Luo Lei was also somewhat capable. His hand shook desperately, Luo Lei smiled slightly, and his fighting spirit was concentrated on the blade, and suddenly
The ancient words on top of despair were activated, and lines of bloody words lingered around the blade, with faint sounds of gods and ghosts.
"come!"
Luo Lei's momentum was astonishing, he rushed forward and shouted: "Try the martial arts of Bahuang City - Five Qi Slash!"
Five auras surged from the blade of the sword, and suddenly hit Monroe's breastplate. Monroe's body suddenly suffocated, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. The next moment, his body "bang" and took a few steps back, supported by his combat boots.
It dragged a terrifying trajectory on the city wall.
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"Ahhhh..."
Luo Hai lost one of his left arms. He held the sword blade to support his body and shouted: "Archer, shoot him!"
A group of archers from the Fierce Tiger Legion fired one after another. Arrows were like rain, but they all splashed around Menluo. Even with all their fighting energy, they could not break the defense of this powerful BOSS. Luohai saw this and turned around suddenly.
, pointed at a black heavy cannon on the city, and said: "Use the magic crystal cannon to blow him away!"
A commander was shocked and said: "Commander, the power of the magic crystal cannon is amazing. Will...will it destroy this Dragon City? What if...what if the Dragon City is destroyed? How can we shoulder this responsibility?"
Luo Hai sneered: "Stop talking nonsense, Hanhuang Dragon City can still be rebuilt, but once Bahuang City is captured, our thousands-year-old empire will be gone. Let's fire immediately!"
"Yes, sir!"
On the fort, a dozen soldiers filled the barrel with a black magic crystal. A great magician chanted a spell to guide the burning of the magic crystal. The next moment, there was a "bang" and the magic crystal turned into a ball of energy.
The shells hit Monroe, who was blocking arrows in the distance.
"oh?"
Monroe suddenly turned around and couldn't help but laugh. He opened his left hand and faced the magic crystal cannon. There was an explosion. The whole city was shaking. The sky was filled with smoke and dust. It was almost impossible to see anything clearly. For half a minute, the dust slowly dissipated.
, only to see Monroe still standing proudly on top of the city, keeping one hand open and raising the corner of his mouth: "Why do you despise me so much? Do you think this kind of toy can hurt me?"
"Damn it..." Luo Hai gritted his teeth.
However, Monroe held out his hand from a distance and activated the Dragon Flame. Flames surged around the magic crystal cannon. Within a few seconds, the steel-molded cannon instantly turned into a pile of iron slurry. The great magician hurriedly chanted wind magic in a panic.
He flew up to escape Long Yanjin's attack. Looking at the melted magic crystal cannon, his face turned livid: "Damn it, what kind of monster is this?"
"What do you think?"
Suddenly there was a sneer in his ears. The great magician hurriedly turned around, only to see Monroe standing behind him like a god of death. Then there was a burning pain in his chest. It was Monroe's arm that penetrated his body and grabbed him.
With a blood-red, beating heart, it suddenly burned to ashes. Monroe slowly retracted his arm, and the body of the great magician floated into the distance like falling leaves.
This was not over yet. Monroe crossed his arms and the Dragon's Grip chased after him. Together with the corpse of the great magician and a group of soldiers from the Fierce Tiger Legion, they bombarded the city and disappeared into thin air. Not even the bones were left.
sexual assault.
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"His Majesty……"
A knight whose legs were blown off lay on the ground and howled miserably, with despair on his face, saying: "Your Majesty, how should we fight against such a monster? Who gives us the courage to fight?"
Luo Lei's face was ashen, he stepped forward and said calmly: "All I can do is to end this pain for you, rest in peace!"
Despair flashed past, and a head flew out. Luo Lei's body trembled slightly. After drinking blood in despair, a "slight" burning sound came from the sword blade, as if he was jumping with excitement for a taste of human blood.
, Luo Lei was the same, his cheeks were shrouded in a faint layer of blood, his eyes were cleared of the previous turbidity, but they became brighter, and he laughed ferociously: "Monroe, you are originally a high-level dragon, but today you violated our land,
Kill my soldiers, today, I will kill you here no matter what, no matter the cost!"
Monroe held up the long sword: "Come on, old man, if you have the ability!"
"Snapped!"
Luo Lei had already disappeared from the spot and suddenly flew towards Monroe in the air. He bombarded the opponent's long sword with despair. There was a "clang" collision, and the strong energy shock wave made the war flags on the ground ring. Then,
Luo Lei punched down hard, knocking Monroe directly onto the city, sending smoke and dust billowing.
"rustle……"
Monroe stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, revealing the bloodthirsty nature of the black dragon clan. He jumped away and slashed seven times in a row, which made Luo Lei miserable.
He held it in the air and exploded, Luo Lei let out a miserable howl, half of his arm was burned a little black, but he still raised his hand and swept across in despair!
"Click..."
A bloodstain appeared on Monroe's chest, and his armor was cut into pieces by despair. Luo Lei sent out his iron fist and blasted the strange demon commander away.
"Quack quack..."
Breathing heavily, Luo Lei stood up in the air, and suddenly pointed his despair directly at the earth. Suddenly, red energy surged into despair. The next moment, Luo Lei's wounds were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it seemed that his strength was also
It's improving rapidly.
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"This..." Yue Qingqian's delicate body trembled slightly: "What kind of trick is this?"
Song Han was confused: "In what situation can despair provide energy?"
Lin Wan'er shook her head: "No..."
I clenched my iron fist and said: "Well, this is not about providing energy. Look at this situation, Despair is absorbing the souls of the dead soldiers on the ground to provide strength and healing effects for Luo Lei. NND, Despair is no longer an artifact.
But a cursed weapon!"
"Hold……"
Li Mu was stunned: "Then what should we do?"
"There is no way..." Matcha looked into the air and said: "We can only wait for Luo Lei and Monroe to decide the winner. In terms of their own strength, Monroe beats Luo Lei by at least two levels, but Luo Lei's hand
It’s hard to say that it’s hopeless to hold the artifact..."
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In the air, the battle was still going on fiercely. The two people were attacking almost head-on. Each had its own advantages. After a few minutes, they were already scarred.
Monroe's health bar was only about 10%, his face was blood red, and there were bloody wounds on his arms. He looked at Luo Lei with a ferocious smile and said: "Even if you have despair, you are still a pitiful human waste, and I
...I am a holy dragon with sacred bloodline! Come on, boil it, ancient bloodline, let the world see your true ability!"
The next moment, Monroe's blood was indeed boiling, the sound of cracking bones was heard all over his body, and his body began to swell. We have seen this scene before, dragon transformation, this guy finally returned to his true self!
The battle armor peeled off one after another, and the next moment, Monroe roared suddenly and transformed into a huge dragon. He raised his sharp claws and slapped Luo Lei with all his strength!
"Bang!"
Luo Lei couldn't resist even if he had a divine weapon to protect him. He suddenly fell onto the city and screamed in agony. Three terrifying dragon claw scars were left on his chest. Blood splattered and flowed. He was so frightened that his face turned pale.
He hurriedly faced the densely packed corpses in the distance with despair, but only a little soul power was absorbed to heal his body.
Monroe sneered: "You know? Power is like rain from the sky, with an endless stream. This despair is just a carrier, but...your Luo Lei's strength is just a small pool, no matter how much rain there is.
You can't tolerate it, and the artifact can't help you, you loser, take the artifact with you and die together!"
The dragon's claws came again and struck three times in a row. Luo Lei's armor was torn apart one after another. His chest seemed to be torn apart and he screamed in agony.
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"Father!"
Angela cried loudly and couldn't care about anything. She raised the artifact to destroy and rushed over, hitting the dragon's head with the long sword. However, Monroe concentrated on killing Luo Lei. Angela's power was limited and she ignored it at all.
At this moment, another voice suddenly flew past, it was Luo Lin!
"Holy Slash!"
The long sword in his hand was scorching hot, and he cut a deep sword mark directly on the dragon's head. Luo Lin's strength was indeed very good, but after one blow, his sword blade shattered directly, and he could no longer withstand this kind of power.
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"Angela!" Luo Lin's face turned pale.
"elder brother?"
"Destroy it for me!"
"good!"
A few seconds later, the artifact of destruction appeared in Luo Lin's hands. He roared violently, and scorching flames appeared on the blade. He roared at Monroe: "Go to hell, you scum of the dragon clan, take your
Men, go back to the north!"
"Pfft..."
The energy on the destructive blade swirled rapidly, forming a spiral blade storm, which directly penetrated Munro's dragon head, and flesh and blood splashed out together. After a wailing sound, Munro's body fell along the city wall.
It rolled down the cliff, and the 18th wave of BOSS was wiped out.
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"Come, Holy Light Mage, come and heal my father!" Angela looked at the dying Luo Lei with tears streaming down her face.
Luo Lin threw the Destruction Sword aside and suddenly hugged Luo Lei's body, covering his chest with his palms. He used the power of the holy realm to heal his father's body and said: "Father, father... you will be fine."
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Luo Lei opened his eyes full of blood, held the artifact in his hand and said in despair: "Lin'er... my father is really old, really old..."
Luo Hai said: "Your Majesty, what should we do now?"
Luo Lei's voice was weak: "Take the disabled soldiers of the Fierce Tiger Legion and retreat to the Hunter Valley. The highest command of the Cold Desolate Dragon City will be handed over to Luo Lin. The Desolate Dragon Legion will stay under his command. Lin'er must hold on.
Hanhuang Dragon City, the future of the continent depends on you..."
Luo Lin nodded: "Yes, father, I will definitely live up to your trust! But... despair..."
"No……"
Luo Lei's voice became weaker and weaker: "This weapon... is a murderous weapon. You can't touch it anymore, otherwise... the consequences will be disastrous. Use your sister's destruction, it will be a handy weapon."
