In the dark world, the blood-eyed maid Robert was hit by the giant mace in Roland's hand. Her shoulder blade was instantly broken, and her whole body was blasted ten thousand meters away by the huge force. It was only because of the violent wind that lifted her up that she could not survive.
It fell to the ground and was entangled in the tens of thousands of wooden vines that stretched up.
However, Roland's offensive was continuous, and his figure followed him everywhere. Every blow he struck was powerful and heavy, carrying violent thunder and lightning power. The opponent could no longer exchange injuries for injuries. Under the bombardment of his many holy weapons and weapons,
, can only continue to retreat, with crumbling support.
Now there is only one step left! With just three to five more strikes, he can completely break through the blood-eyed maid's defense! Seriously inflict serious damage to her vitals.
"boom!"
With another thunder explosion, Robert's body was thrown away again and rolled twelve miles away. At this time, Roland's figure followed closely. The weapons on his eleven arms were all visible.
The intense green light is the source of the wood attribute, which has been output to its ultimate expression.
But at this moment, Roland Benedick's eyes showed confusion.
This was not because of any accident in this battle, but because a voice from the light world came into his ears—that was his ally Alexandra Howard.
This demigod, who usually had a loose personality and behaved like a playboy, was yelling in his ear: "Shit! Get back here. Roland, you idiot, idiot! You were fooled by a little Bichi."
Dang! You incompetent waste, you will die here today, and everyone will be killed by you."
Fooled?
Roland Benedick didn't know why, but Howard's reminder still gave him a warning. At the same time, he realized one thing. The place they were in now was more than four miles away from where he planted those demon seeds.
One hundred kilometers.
During his fierce and relentless pursuit, they had unknowingly moved the battlefield to this location.
"I once heard the mistress say that Mr. Benedick also bears a great deal of responsibility for her mother's death, right?"
This was the first time Robert Yvonne spoke, and this time her swords had firmly held Roland's weapons in place. It was clear that she was still in a state of embarrassment before, looking at one thing and losing another, but now, regardless of her strength, she
It was still Yuanli's confrontation, but he still didn't lose.
There was also a hint of imperceptible mockery in this scarlet eye.
"Then now, please pay the price and welcome this revenge that has been overdue for more than 20 years!"
In Roland's shocked and incredulous eyes, Robert Yvonne's injuries healed instantly. The twelve 'Fangs of the Wind God' controlled by the hand of the hurricane also blew a burst of sword blades.
storm.
As those weapons clashed, countless sparks burst out, and the harsh metal sounds and explosions were like rain hitting banana trees, continuously, like a sound. One after another, red sword lights spread across the sky for more than 700 meters.
It continuously swept the sky, making a harsh whistling sound. In conjunction with the numerous wind blades, it cut and chopped the 'cables' behind Roland Benedick.
Roland himself was also under Robert's offensive. He only lasted for less than twenty seconds before he began to retreat. Two of his arms were directly cut off by Robert, and then two swords were stabbed directly into his chest.
Within the body, it forcibly absorbed part of his flesh and blood.
Roland's proud strength has been matched by his opponent. And his own strength is absolutely weak in the confrontation between the two sides.
This blood-eyed maid was far faster than him. With the help of the 'wind', this maid could strike 320 times in one second, which was twice as fast as him!
So that Roland had to take the initiative to retreat, to the ground, to the north. He knew that at this time, he could only compete with the current blood-eyed maid by returning to the place where he planted the demon seed.
The figure of the 'Saint of Vine' retreated equally swiftly. Not only did he control the thunder and lightning to bombard his opponent, but on the way, layers of wooden walls rose up, and wooden figures emerged from the ground one by one.
But these are useless, no means can stop Robert Yvonne's sword storm. The sharp sword light and the high-pressure wind blades will smash everything that blocks her! Then in
In less than 30 seconds, Roland's forty-five arms that were constantly regenerated were cut off, and many shocking scars were left on his body. Almost every one of those sacred weapons containing sacred power would
Devouring a lot of blood from him, Roland gradually became weak.
Without the support of those 'magic seeds' and the 'cables' that could instill abundant magic energy into him, the demigod's source power was also rapidly depleted. Not only was it unable to maintain its previous strength, even the twelve
He couldn't maintain even a holy weapon. Now he could only rely on the near-god-level holy weapon shield to protect his core vitals.
However, he also felt that the force exerted on the shield was getting heavier and heavier, as if it was being hit by a giant beast, or as if it was resisting a falling meteor.
This near-god-level shield was still unshakable, but the arm supporting the shield was constantly cracking. Roland had to stretch out more arms to solidify himself behind the shield.
But how is this possible?
Roland's eyes were full of bewilderment, and he couldn't understand this situation.
How could a newly promoted demigod have such strength? According to his estimation, it would take at least two hours of fighting for this woman to grow to the point where he could keep up with him due to the increase in the wind of battle.
But now, less than forty minutes into the battle, this woman has been able to suppress him in turn.
"boom!"
Amidst another loud noise, the huge shield finally deflected slightly under Robert's slash. At this time, a cold and silent look flashed in the maid's scarlet eyes.
Light.
"cut!"
A crimson sword energy slashed out and rushed inside at the critical moment. It not only forcibly cut off the huge wooden man, but also cut off the head of Roland who was hiding inside.
This man's body regenerated quickly, but he still had to face the violent rain of swords that kept coming. During the continuous slashing, his body began to be chopped into pulp.
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"It's a weapon! Legendary souls are restrained in that set of holy swords, and they concentrate these legendary soul powers on Yvonne. The strength of the source power is closely related to the strength of a person's soul. This
It’s incredibly powerful.”
On the roof of the Wildenstein Building, Roth Linden said this with a half-smile.
"Both of you, it looks like the outcome has been decided over there. The battle between us seems to be about to begin——"
As soon as he pointed his staff, a ten-story magic tower began to appear in the sky above Atlanta. And the top of the pale golden magic staff showed a golden-red light.
"The Philip I once said is a waste! He actually fell on a little bitch."
After Alexandra Howard snorted coldly, she straightened her suit slightly and regained her cold, arrogant and indifferent look.
"Don't be impatient. It takes time to open up the demiplane. I won't go to the dark world to fight you mages."
At this moment, the void around them distorted, and then a figure appeared in front of them. That was Nathan Witt, the chairman of the Atlanta Magic Tower Committee.