Chapter four hundred and seventy third: confrontation
After Fenri Erning used the dance of Shiva, the ultimate word spirit, for Jade Broken and Buwei Waquandi, the man named Li Xi took out a jade Buddha statue from his sleeve and came to this Nibelungen.
, naturally also prepared the secret treasure to suppress the Dragon King.
But there was "someone" who was destined not to let him have the opportunity to use this treasure. He stretched out an arm from the giant white cocoon, and then the giant cocoon shattered, and a dark figure jumped out of the cocoon.
He grabbed the man holding the jade Buddha statue.
At this moment, time seemed to extend indefinitely. The man looked at the figure jumping out next to him in surprise. One of the other's arms had disappeared, and the incomplete body was covered with black blood scabs, but this did not prevent her from becoming a killer.
machine.
The man stretched out his hand, using himself as the eye of the wind, and the violent tornado protected him. However, this small trick could not block the attack of a dragon king. Jörmungandr easily passed through the wind wall and came to the man's side.
If Fenrir is a reflection of strength, then Jörmungandr is unique in skill. A finger penetrated the man's defense and touched the man's ribs from below.
The force was transmitted through the man's body. His heart only received a slight stimulation, but it caused a muscle spasm. The man felt that all the strength in his body was drained by one of Jörmungandr's fingers, and his fingers were cold.
It felt like there was a stone pressing on my chest.
The jade Buddha in his hand fell weakly to the ground, and a smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth. The wind surged around him again, this time you were faster, and surrounded Jörmungandr menacingly.
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A little bit of blood flowed from the man's mouth. The man lowered his head, and a mouthful of blood and half of his tongue fell on the Jade Buddha below. At that moment, a realm of words and spirits was formed with the Jade Buddha as the center.
Word Spirit·Precepts!
That is the word spirit used by the vice-principal to suppress Kassel Academy. As long as the blood strength is not stronger than his in the field, the word spirit cannot be used.
So what level of bloodline is needed to suppress a dragon king?
The answer is another dragon king, Fenrir in the sky, who let out his last cry. The realm of speech and spirit that was already ready to go became invisible in the field of commandments. The dragon king himself is the controlling power. Faced with the restraint of speech and spirit, it is natural.
There is no way.
Jörmungandr looked at the fallen human being in front of him, and stepped on the jade Buddha. Cracks appeared on the surface of the statue, and a huge force emerged from it. Hidden inside the jade Buddha, which could suppress the Dragon King's spirit, was something else.
The blood of a Dragon King is the source of its power and its final insurance.
Without the protection of the outer layer of the Jade Buddha, the energy inside will explode, making Jörmungandr's current situation even worse.
Apparently Jörmungandr noticed this and did not continue to move. The wind wall around him had already dissipated in the realm of Word Spirit and Commandment. Fenrir weakly landed next to his sister, and his big head touched her gently.
Mengjiad's arms were still covered in blood scabs, and the blood scabs fell off under his movements, revealing the scaly skin underneath.
Jörmungandr's recovery was not complete, and she could only interrupt the recovery process at the cost of giving up some of her limbs. She stretched out her only remaining arm, stroked Fenrir's wings, and saw the sharp tips inserted at the base of the wings.
Stinging, the body trembled.
Beside, the woman huddled in the corner, seemingly trying to avoid Jormungandr's gaze, but this was doomed to be in vain. Amidst Fenrir's screams of pain, Jormungandr pulled out the thorn that stabbed him.
The chain on his body was thrown towards the woman.
The iron chain passed through the chest, nailing the sinners who dared to blaspheme to the ground, just like the prisoners who were nailed to the bronze pillars in the past. The iron chain did not pierce the heart, but passed through the lungs and spine. Yemeng
Gad wanted the woman to die slowly in endless pain.
But these two little things are not the main purpose of Jörmungandr waking up. There is a greater crisis waiting for the twins on the throne. She jumped on Fenrir's head, but her eyes looked into the distance.
On the grasslands, where the yellow sand is spreading, the authority of the Nibelungs is being ravaged.
As dragon kings with weak combat capabilities, the power of Jörmungandr and Fenrir was distributed too extreme. The elder brother Fenrir had no power, but no authority and wisdom. The battle was almost entirely commanded by his sister, whose power was not as strong as in the first generation.
He is the weakest among the species. He has power but nowhere to use it, not even close to him.
But at this time, it is the most suitable place for Jörmungandr to exert her power. In the Nibelung, her authority can be exerted to the maximum extent. Ender, who is still sleeping, does not know that at this moment, he has to face
The right thing is no longer the unmanned Nibelungen, but the kingdom of God after a god personally takes action.
Jörmungandr looked at the unsightly Jade Buddha on the ground, stretched out his remaining arm to grab the cracked Buddha statue, and threw it away into the distance. As the Jade Buddha left, the annoying realm of speech and spirit disappeared.
Jörmungandr finally took action.
In just an instant, the competition between the yellow sand and the grassland was reversed. Weeds began to grow on the land that Ander had transformed into a desert. These green plants stubbornly pushed through the gravel and swayed in the sandstorm.
The Kamaita who was returning to the sky flew out again under Jörmungandr's order. The Deadpools on the ground seemed to have regained their energy and began to gather into a team, pressing towards Angers and the others like a wall.
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The domain of the word spirit is applied to the deadpools through the Nibelung roots. The word spirit of the king is the most suitable word spirit for these deadpools. Driven by the dragon king's word spirit, they are like an indestructible iron army, stretching out and tearing apart.
He opened his steel claws and forced himself towards the sleeping Ender.
The situation was reversed by Jörmungandr in an instant. Looking at it like this, Ender was treated as another Dragon King.
"Now we're in trouble." Ange looked with a headache at the Deadpool Legion assembled in front of him. This was a scene that could only appear in ancient books. Creatures that received dragon blood gathered into a legion at the call of the Dragon King.
Fight with other monsters on the ice sea until the last blood is shed.
"Now we're in trouble." Lu Li next to her repeated. She tightened her grip on the sickle in her hand, but she saw something falling from the sky and landed in front of her. It was a Buddha statue, with the center of it, the spirit of words and precepts.
The domain erupted, nullifying all speech spirits.
Under the gaze of Lu Li and Ange, the cracks on the surface of the Jade Buddha continued to expand, and a violent force was about to emerge from it. This was not only a treasure that suppressed the spirit of speech, but also a terrifying bomb, a
A bomb powerful enough to hurt the Dragon King.
"careful!"
Angre's eyes were cracked, and his speech spirit was suppressed. He could only run with his physical body. At this time, the yellow sand under the Buddha statue surged, and a lazy voice quietly appeared behind the two people:
"Now, we're in trouble." Ande opened his eyes, looked at the Jade Buddha in front of Lu Li, and didn't forget to laugh at himself: "Sure enough, the essence of the world is a repeater."