Frontal battlefield.
It is said to be a frontal battlefield, but in fact it has almost entered the final stage.
In full view of everyone, Bishop Gascón hugged the boy holding the Holy Grail, then drew out the sword from his waist and pierced their chests with one sword.
No one knows whether this was a desperate move after his conspiracy was exposed, or a hopeless attempt to create a god.
This is no longer a battlefield.
Most of the instructors who had lost their will to fight had put down their weapons, stood there and surrendered, or ran away in the direction of home.
The foreigner, who was originally enthusiastic about the rewards promised by the church, gradually realized a key problem:
Event rewards are based on the event being able to be completed.
On the current battlefield, our friendly NPCs have begun to give up. Relatively speaking, the other party's officers and soldiers are constantly increasing their intensity. With the cooperation of Simeng's players, the balance of the entire battlefield has irreversibly tipped to Simeng's side.
And all of this exploded to its climax with Gascón's sword that pierced himself and Botha.
"Fuck! Did you kill yourself?"
"What does this mean? Did it fail?"
"The soldiers here all fucking threw away their weapons. How awesome. Does this count as a failure?"
"WDNMD"
The battlefield that just echoed with the sounds of fighting and war cries has now become a one-sided battlefield with abandoned helmets and armor. Simeng's officers and soldiers, holding weapons in hand, almost escorted the instructors who gave up resistance and took them away as quickly as possible, further and further away from the center of the battlefield. The further away the better.
Because the center of the battlefield is almost no longer a place where they can get involved.
Ever since the sword pierced the heart, Gascón's body hugged the young boy who was almost weak to death, protecting him tightly in his arms like a swaddled baby.
Then, Gascón's body, which should have been as jagged and loose as dry wood, did not fall.
On the contrary, his body began to grow and began to absorb nutrients from a young man, making him gradually become younger and taller.
Gradually it becomes crazy.
Meaningful words no longer came out of his throat, but unconscious roars and howls.
The boy in his arms seemed to have become one with him, connected by flesh and blood like tree roots, firmly embedded in Gascón's body, while the simple Holy Grail was tightly attached to the distance. The place closest to Scone's heart is constantly emitting the scarlet light that has been equated with nightmares in the past few days.
Gascón has become almost four to five meters tall, like a small building.
However, the only things that were too long were his inhuman limbs. Such a tall body, coupled with a face that was as big as an ordinary person, looked like a face sewn onto a flesh-and-blood statue, weird and weird.
Standing opposite him was Tilda's lonely figure.
Due to her status, she has never been able to take action against the instructors or even the knight leader. She has adhered to this from beginning to end and was just on guard against Gascón's movements.
It wasn't until Han Dongwen showed Nancy the scene that she knew that the training soldiers no longer needed to worry about themselves.
Then, the heavenly wheel composed of ice spears descended and hit the young saint sitting on the holy throne.
What she didn't expect was that Gascón actually stepped forward to block the blow.
After Tianlun's several spears pierced him like a hedgehog, Gascón pierced himself and the boy with his sword, finally becoming what he is now.
"Bless me……"
Indistinct fragments of words came out intermittently from Gascón's chest. It was already difficult to hear the sound clearly, and it seemed to be completely meaningless.
Tilda's eyebrows narrowed, and she drew her left hand in front of her body, and several giant ice-crystal spears condensed out, and they fired in anger again following her movements.
She was like the conductor of this frost war song, calm and unhurried.
The ice crystals burst, and the flesh and blood were cracked open decisively and sharply.
"control……"
Gascon - The flesh and blood giant who was once Gascon howled in pain, and countless scarlet tentacles lit up around his body, just like Audu's scene at that time, attached to Gascon again.
"diligence!"
It was no longer clear whether Gascón was reciting these words consciously. As he roared, the corpses of the instructors who had just fallen within a few dozen meters around him suddenly stood up tremblingly and exploded into twisted shapes. A flesh and blood monster that looks almost like a human being.
"endure!"
Scarlet waves rang out as he roared, and the surrounding players who rushed forward to intervene were immediately blown away. They looked at each other in surprise, recognizing that this was the leader of the Knights of Patience who had been defeated before. skills.
Call again?
No, Gascón in front of him was clearly able to use all the oracles obtained by the knight leader.
Six more times?
The player was stunned when he suddenly discovered that ripples of ice-blue brilliance bloomed under his feet.
At the same time, the status bar on their panel was superimposed and changing rapidly.
[Blessing of the Saint: Rapidity]
[Blessing of the Saint: Prayer of the Sword]
[The Blessing of the Saint: The Shield of the Unfallen City]
A series of powerful buffs appeared, and the status of the aliens was suddenly amplified.
It's a mechanism! It's a mechanical battle!
If the several knight captains who originally fought all over the entire mission chain and conquered it after all the hardships had to fight it all over again in the final boss battle, then the level design in "Que Yin" would have to be rubbish. to describe.
unless--
Unless this is the case now, they have obtained a very strong mechanical buff, allowing them to use the posture of a god of war to sweep away the sufferings of the past in a bold and hearty manner!
The scarlet wave that once belonged to Nancy spread again, but this time, even Dusty Fengg, who was at the forefront, found that the damage of this wave began to recover quickly in just the next second.
"Luoyan!"
He jumped up and slashed at a monster that was summoned by the Oracle of Diligent Knight and resembled "Human Yin".
The sword exploded, and the huge damage figure completely exceeded his previous magnitude.
Like all the other aliens, he was dumbfounded.
"There is no need to panic. As I said before, the Lord of God has never given up on the people of West Asia. The light will shine on our snow country again."
High in the sky, Tilda was surrounded by sacred and solemn ice-blue runes.
This is the first time she has shown this appearance in front of others - the first time she has actively used the knowledge and power of the church in this way.
There is only one purpose, to make his position clear at this moment, not to oppose the church, but to kill Gascón himself.
This is precisely for——
"In the name of the Grand Duke of the Principality of West Asia and the Saint of the State Church personally consecrated by the Thirty-seventh Pope of West Asia, I now issue an edict to all knights to receive this blessing and slay heretics!"
Tilda's voice cut through the night sky like dawn, echoing throughout the battlefield.
In the sky behind her, a distant shadow had risen into the sky.
The starship is ready to set sail.
I like it. I am a fool. Please collect it: () It is broken. I am a fool. The update speed is the fastest.
