Since Sanglun Yinseti's stand-in showed the petrification ability that Boli Botel was very afraid of, the seventh-day human Boli Botel did not dare to show any slightness and avoided the attack in her hand. The green jade scepter launches a fierce attack.
Although Boli Botel was afraid of Sanglun Yinseti's substitute ability, due to the huge disparity in strength, Boli Botel defeated him in just three or five rounds.
Inseti's substitute was beaten to pieces.
But I don’t know what ability Sanglun Yinseti used. Five more substitutes of Sanglun Yinseti were born from the rubble crushed by Boli Botel, and they went even crazier towards the Seventh Heavenly Man. Force Bertel launched the attack.
At this time, the anger in Boli Bertel's heart had reached its peak.
A burst of purple magic flames suddenly erupted from Boli Botel's body, blowing all five Sanglun Yinseti's substitutes surrounding him into ashes.
"Asshole! There's not even a real person."
Only then did Boli Botel realize that he had been deceived, but he could only vent his anger on the other members of the "God-killing Redemption", but he could not take out Sanglun Yinseti.
At this time, the battle on the battlefield in the southern region of the empire was extremely fierce.
The members of the Empire's Green Biao Demon Slayers bravely blocked the attack of the Orcs. However, due to the huge disparity in strength, the Empire's Green Biao Demon Slayers suffered heavy casualties under the fierce attack of the Orcs.
But even so, none of the members of the Green Biao Demon Slayer Team are still willing to take a step back, because they know how their cowardice will hurt the residents of the empire.
Therefore, even if they die, they must die in front of the enemy and use their bodies to block the enemy's progress.
As the captain of the Empire's Green Demon Slayer Team, Medel watched helplessly as the lives of his team members were trampled on by the orcs, and his heart felt like it was boiling in oil.
The aura shown by Medel, who was a little jealous, couldn't help but make the sixth paladin Naga feel a little afraid.
"Is this guy really the owner of the white pupils? He already has such a powerful ability without awakening the pink pupils. It's really unbelievable!"
The sixth paladin, Naga, looked at Medel who relied heavily on brute force to smash the low-level beasts of the orcs into a bloody mess, and he also murmured in his heart.
With two maces flying up and down and dancing like the wind, Medel was wildly beating the monsters that broke through the defense line, while his eyes were fixed on the movements of the sixth paladin Naga not far away, because he knew very well in his heart The enemy in front of me is so terrifying. If I accidentally get a little bit of this guy's venom, I will definitely die.
At this time, the ninth paladin Deiana took advantage of the fierce battle between the sixth paladin Naga and Medel and others to lead a small group of orcs to break through the defense line of the Green Biao Demon Slayer Team and continue to go deep into the eastern region of the empire.
"I knew this guy wouldn't be so kind as to listen to my instructions. It turns out he wanted to take my credit, bastard! I'll settle the score with you when I get back!"
The sixth paladin Naga looked at the retreating figure of the ninth paladin Deiana and couldn't help cursing in his heart. Upon seeing this, Medel became anxious and was about to catch up, but was held back by the sixth paladin Naga.
After all, the enemy in front of him would kill him if he was not careful. How could Medel dare to neglect him? However, seeing the enemy penetrate into the east area from his own defense line, Medel could not ignore it. So simply, Medel yelled no After hesitating again, he used his own trick.
Because Medel did not have colored eyes to awaken, he did not have to chant at all. He just put the two mace sticks in his hands across his chest and shouted coldly: "Damn beast, just accept your death! Thirteen postures of the Bodhidharma stick!"
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After Medel finished speaking, he slowly made a cross with the mace in his hand, and his body could not help but rotate around the sixth paladin Naga.
The two mace clubs in Medel's hands also hit the sixth paladin Naga from different directions.
At the beginning, Naga, the sixth paladin, was able to follow Medel's movements while waving the weapon in his hand.
As the speed of the weapons in the hands of the sixth paladin Naga became faster and faster, Medel was struck by a blow again. Naga raised his arms to resist the heavy weight again, but he was forced to kneel on one knee and almost fell to the ground.
"This bastard actually has such power!"
While the sixth paladin Naga was still marveling, the mace in Medel's other hand had already stabbed his lower abdomen. In an instant, the sixth paladin Naga felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.
As if hit by the force of a thousand dollars, his body flew sideways like a bullet.
Just as the sixth paladin Naga's body was flying backwards, Medel appeared behind him again, and the mace in his hand hit the sixth paladin Naga hard from top to bottom.
On the chest, the sixth paladin Naga's body hit the ground, creating a huge pit on the ground.
The sixth holy knight Naga vomited blood and felt as if his body was about to be crushed. Before he lost consciousness, he chanted: "The blue thunder cracks the palace, the light shines without a trace, the demon spirit is my armor,
Turn into my claws, unleash my demonic source, eat up all the wings, and condense into: Poison Armor!"
As Naga finished speaking, masses of black liquid continued to seep out of his body and condensed into a thick layer of black armor on the surface of his body.
Upon seeing this, Medel couldn't help but frown, speeding up and hitting the Naga's body wrapped in black armor crazily.
Although he was protected by a black poisonous armor, after all, Medel's attack power was too crazy. Every violent blow could scatter black fragments of the poisonous armor on his body.
"Poison Armor! No matter what kind of armor you have, my Thirteen Styles of Dharma Stick will be able to peel it off layer by layer until you are smashed into a pulp!"
Medel couldn't help but have an expression of disbelief and surprise on his face as he spoke.
"Asshole! This guy's poisonous armor is so corrosive?!"
While Medel continued his actions, he looked coldly at the mace in his hand that had been corroded by the poisonous armor, and said cruelly: "Even this pair of maces without fangs will be destroyed."
Beat this bastard to a pulp, otherwise I don't know how many soldiers of the empire would die from his poison."
After Medel thought about it, he swung his double sticks even more violently. After a series of storm-like attacks, he saw that the sixth paladin Naga had been beaten to the point of dying and lost consciousness, while Medel's first double stick had already been beaten by the second.
The poisonous armor worn by Naga, the Sixth Holy Knight, was corroded and broken into two sections.
Medel looked at the unconscious sixth paladin Naga on the ground. Just as he was about to give the final fatal blow, Medel suddenly felt a heat in his chest and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the ground.
Medel, who felt like the world was spinning, accidentally saw his hands that had turned black, and realized in his heart: "This guy's poison is really powerful. It seems that my road has come to an end this time!"
"Foslett! Red? Leisen! You two hateful guys, I am still the weakest!"
At this time, Medel, who was lying on the ground and facing up, suddenly remembered the past when he was a child and studied in the Demon Academy with Forslett and Red Rayson.
Forslett and Rhett Rayson were always among the top two in the class, but he was always the last.
He still clearly remembered those countless nights when he secretly hid in the martial arts arena to practice his special skills without daring to cry. However, even though the weapons in his hands were broken countless times, he did not wake up.
If it hadn't been for the warning given by the fourth-day man Balesino Taft, he might have given up long ago. If that were the case, there would be no need to die here now.
Thinking of this, Medel couldn't help but think of the days and nights when Balesino Taff guided him.
It is exactly what Balesino Taff said: "Geniuses have a genius's growth experience. Since you are not a genius, you only need to be down-to-earth and be yourself. So what if the pink pupils awaken, what if the colored pupils awaken?
If you are powerful, you will become a unique warrior in the empire!"
"Count Taft! I...after all...have not...become...unique...in the empire..."
Finally, Medel closed her eyes unwillingly.
The only warrior in the empire who has not awakened his colorful pupils, the captain of the empire's Green Biao Demon Slayer Team, a warrior who has experienced hundreds of battles and never flinched even when faced with life and death. The countless scars on his body are the best.