Chapter 434 Three-front battle

Style: Fantasy Author: Bai LinshuoWords: 2163Update Time: 24/01/18 23:48:05
"I thought your Excellency, General, treated all creatures on earth equally. After all, no matter how evil you are, it's not as disgusting as the body-stealing tricks of your Hastur Church!" Bai Lin sneered.

Gracua was not annoyed at all, but said in a calm tone: "I can't treat everyone equally. Human beings are very special existences, especially wizards. Their flesh, blood and souls are so delicious that even the true gods would covet them..."

They started chatting like they had known each other for many years, but in fact, at a spiritual level, both sides had already taken action.

Grakua was naturally the first to open the Ancient God Realm. Although he had long discovered that this move had little effect on humans with high soul strength in a short period of time, it would greatly limit people's spiritual power.

To put it simply, the ancient god realm locks human spiritual power into the physical brain. Through probing, hallucinating, toying with, and torturing the soul, people gradually lose their mind. The strength of the soul can resist hallucinations and mental torture to a great extent. But it is difficult to break through the lock on spiritual power in the ancient god realm.

In addition to the realm of the ancient gods, Grakuya's spiritual tentacles almost concretely twisted and spread from his brain to all directions. Thousands of them were countless, like a big umbrella, covering the entire place in a matter of seconds. underground space.

Bai Lin and others each have their own unique skills. When these spiritual tentacles come close, a resistance force naturally rises around them. However, not only are they affected, the corpses of the weird men in black on the ground are resurrected after the tentacles come into contact. , his body twitched and he got up crookedly.

These monsters with severely mutilated bodies, some with their heads split into several pieces, are still alive, not like puppets controlled by silk threads, but with their souls forcibly "stuffed" back into their bodies. It was such an extremely painful life. Their faces were covered with brains, blood, and their internal organs were dragging on the ground, but this did not prevent them from holding weapons again. Bai Lin could even feel that they were stronger. In the realm of the ancient gods, some kind of crazy energy was greatly enhanced. The strength of this group of living corpses.

If ordinary people saw this scene, they would probably be scared to death on the spot, but Bai Lin was already used to these disgusting tricks of the ancient gods. Even if the abilities of these living corpses were increased ten times, they would not be able to match his magic ape form. He What he really cared about was still Gracua. He knew that Gracua's ultimate move was still coming. When he focused his attention on himself, it would be the most severe test of his strength.

What was more surprising was that Yan Nishuang on the opposite side took the lead to take action. A faint green light emitted from her body. While Bai Lin was stunned, a green human-shaped shadow rose into the sky from her body. The shape was very similar to that of Yan Nishuang. Similarly, this figure also held a translucent sword, and cut off one of Grakua's spiritual tentacles with one sword stroke.

"The soul is out of body?!" Bai Linke was so frightened. He had never thought about whether the Eastern magic system, which is opposite to the Western wizard system, is really as brilliant as myths and legends or cultivation, but the Eastern magic world Weakness and worship of Western magic once made Bai Lin doubt the historical inheritance of the East until he met Yan Nishuang and Zhang Xuanyi.

Zhang Xuanyi will not talk about it for now. He has the inheritance of Longhu Mountain. Although it is only one-tenth of the magic inheritance of Longhu Mountain in its heyday, it is enough to compete with the magic of the West. However, the constraints of the sect still have some restrictions. The requirement of talent is destined to make it difficult for Longhushan's magic to be popularized in the East, nor to enhance the power of the entire Eastern magic world. It's just that the inheritance of Longhu Mountain has not transcended the power system of "mage", and it is still fundamentally different from the mythical era.

The West Kunlun inheritance that Yan Nishuang found first proved the existence of the mythical era. This is of great significance. As long as that power remains in the east, it will be unearthed by people sooner or later. Bai Lin has never had a good opportunity to discuss with Yan Nishuang in depth what kind of power system she obtained. If it was just an artifact-level sword, it would be very disappointing.

But now I see Yan Nishuang directly using the ability of the soul to leave the body, which directly proves the authenticity of the cultivation system. Let alone the high-level ascension, it can train thousands of Qi practitioners in the East. It was also enough to bring about the rise of the Eastern magic world.

Although the out-of-body soul has no entity, it can directly attack Grakuya's spiritual tentacles just like the physical world. With a few sword blows, a small open space is instantly cleared in mid-air.

Anyone who came close to Yan Nishuang's spiritual power was abruptly cut off.

Gracua had obviously never encountered such an opponent. He felt as if his head had been pricked by a needle. There was a stinging expression on the octopus's face. His attention was naturally attracted to Yan Nishuang behind him, but his There are dozens of eyes in a circle around the head, and whether or not you can turn back is one thing.

"Now!" How could Bai Lin miss the fighter opportunity created by Yan Nishuang? His whole body suddenly burst into purple-black raging fire, and in a blink of an eye, he was in front of Grakuya, ready to "cull" him.

Catherine also held a shield in one hand and a sword in the other, and quickly approached Gracua from the other direction. The golden light around her turned into a huge sword blade. Although Catherine herself was not good at close combat, the Star Angel Afu she inherited Lina can be called the God of War of the Dawn camp. After more than a year of integration, Catherine has restored nearly half of the strength of Star Angel.

Gracua sneered, and the gorgeous silk robe suddenly opened without wind. A huge arm with a thickness of one meter appeared in the direction of Bai Lin. The arm was clenched into a fist, and the joints were full of black spikes. What greeted Catherine was a black smoke as thick as ink. In the black smoke, you could vaguely hear countless ghosts crying and howling, which was extremely eerie.

Bai Lin's fist collided with Grakua's giant arm, making a roar like a bell, and the shock wave blew around like a missile explosion. Bai Lin felt like he was hit by a mountain, as strong as The counter-shock force of the landslide forced him to take a few steps back. When he saw that his right arm, from the back of his hand to his shoulder, had been completely twisted and deformed,

, if he was not in the form of a demonic ape, but a flesh and blood body, his entire arm should be useless by this time.

It’s not that Bai Lin has never seen Gracua’s move before, he’s even quite familiar with it. Isn’t this his ultimate move that once hit the bottom of the box, “Og’s Fist”?

On the other side, Catherine had already rushed into the thick black smoke. She thought that no matter how strong the defense was, it would be broken by her ultimate move of the Sword of Heaven. However, this was not ordinary black smoke. Catherine's eyesight went dark, and when she regained her sight again , she had left the underground space of London Bridge and appeared in a strange place.

The desolate land was filled with beacon smoke and screams. Thousands of knights wearing silver armor and carrying cross flags were chasing a group of ragged civilians in the wilderness. Rivers of blood flowed wherever they went.

"This is...the Crusade??" Catherine reacted instantly.

In the underground space, the living corpses had surrounded Yan Nishuang, and Grakua sneered at Bai Lin: "Poor Lord Bai Lin, what kind of mercy do you think I keep your life until now?" ?"