Chapter 660. Phoenix

Style: Fantasy Author: Remains of the old swordWords: 2463Update Time: 24/02/20 09:01:04
"Unwilling? Hahahaha~"

The severed arm was dripping with blood, and the blue-gray deadly poison had spread from the wound to the whole body. However, the young swordsman gritted his teeth, circulated the true energy in his body to suppress the poison, and then laughed loudly.

"Now that the first sight of the killing effect is here, I will remain in an invincible position." The half-kneeling body raised its head, and at this moment, the whole body was suddenly filled with flames that were blazing from the sky and the earth.

"Avoid the shackles of Angelos!

Tangled with scaled wood and hawthorn, crown of saint, wedge of thorns and feathers, body with unreal chains falling into the abyss——』

The blazing calamity fire produced copper-colored chains, coiled into hot spirals, entangled and rose like a storm, leaving behind endless blazing waves that turned into tornadoes and rose to the sky, followed by a loud cry. .

"[Protection of the Phoenix]? No! That should be the Phoenix itself!"

Hearing Afrot's scream, the expressions of the remaining people were stagnant, and then they all looked towards the center of the flame vortex.

As if reborn from the ashes, the young swordsman stood up and walked out of the whirlpool of flames. The toxins spread on his body had been expelled from the body, and the injuries he had suffered before had also recovered. Even the severed arm , also grew again in a matter of seconds.

"His name - Felix, is also the incarnation of "immortal". I tamed it not long ago. Maybe he didn't expect that he would be useful so soon. "

The young swordsman raised his hand, and at the same time, the flames behind him broke out, and the flames in the sky turned into golden-red feathers, and then turned into a beautiful bird about a foot high, slowly flying on the back of the young swordsman's hand.

"Is that... the breath of Ice and Fire Prisoner's Sky Ridge?" His eyes wandered to the phoenix that was close to the young swordsman, and Afrolt's eyes showed a little surprise.

"Could it be that this phoenix is ​​the main reason for that molten landform?"

"It's not impossible." Balong replied, recalling that he and Atolis had also had the opportunity to cross the Ice and Fire Prison Ridge. If King Kunling's judgment was correct, I'm afraid Atoris was eager to explore at the beginning. The "mystery" located in the crater is the creature in front of you.

Since it can bring the ruler to nirvana and rebirth, it seems that it is indeed a treasure that can be encountered but cannot be sought. But he never thought that the thing would fall into the hands of the guy in front of him. Thinking of this, Barong's expression gradually became serious. stand up.

"How are the two seniors doing?" Although their decline was visible to the naked eye, in order to get a precise answer, Barong chose to ask the question after thinking for a moment.

"I have just consumed too much magic power, and now it is in the state of a dry well. If I want to continue fighting, the remaining magic power may not be able to last for a few rounds." He looked at his arm that was holding the tin staff but couldn't help shaking, and described the current situation. Afrot frowned slightly.

On the other side, Kujoji Genro, who was standing with his sword in his hand and covering the wound on his abdomen with his left hand, and the injuries all over his body were stained with blood, said nothing. But Balong could see that although the old guy pretended to be stubborn, he was actually in a dilemma where he was at his wits' end.

"Well, I understand the situation." After recognizing the current situation, Baron nodded, then abandoned the blade in his hand and took a heavy step forward.

"Hey! What do you want to do, kid?" Seeing the man dragging his broken body and walking past him step by step, Kujoji Genro swallowed the blood that settled in his throat. Although he was emotional, he could only helplessly say Let out a roar meant to contain it.

But the man in front of him did not accept the old man's "advice". His spirit was broken and his body was unsightly. But even though his body and mind are on the verge of collapse, his will to fight remains unchanged.

There was determination in his eyes, and what he saw in front of him, who had a cruel smile on his face and raised the sword like a curse, could never coincide with what he saw.

Yes, the current situation is still undoubtedly a dead end.

No, even if the process of risking one's life just now was at least a decisive battle within the scope of understanding. But the crisis we are facing is completely incomparable to what is unfolding now.

"At least someone has to stand up, otherwise all the previous efforts will be in vain."

What is facing the front is the mocking gaze of someone who is laughing at someone who is overestimating their own abilities, while what is left behind is great hesitation and the back of a person who is determined to die and is gradually moving away.

——There is no way out. This is the result of ignorance and nobility.

"I guess you think so, so you want to see what kind of counterattack I will make in the end, or what kind of meaningless death struggle I will make."

The man suddenly spoke, and the young swordsman who was originally happy to enjoy this painful scene and wanted to witness what kind of resistance the other party would make before dying suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Do you know? If I were you, I would not leave any chance for the other party to breathe. It was your omission that you did not choose to attack first!"

As Barong finished speaking, a powerful punch struck from the side of the young swordsman. But the young swordsman was obviously aware of it. The fierce wind of the fist made the immortal firebird flapping its wings in fright. Then the young swordsman punched it as if he had expected it, and easily defeated Villafa's sneak attack. resolve.

"You mean this?" The young swordsman felt a little disdainful.

"That's not it!"

Hearing the other party's words, the young swordsman turned his head and saw that Barong had risen into the sky at some point, and then a sky-reaching magic circle suddenly opened under his feet, and covered a hundred miles of land in the blink of an eye. Not only that, more magic circles emerged from the void one after another around him.

"Tsk~" The young swordsman was really troubled by his opponent who was still not about to fall.

The young swordsman tried hard to stabilize his blurred vision and confirm the surrounding situation. The scene seemed like he was absolutely not allowed to escape. Large and small magic circles filled the space in all directions, and those were created by Afrot and Vera. France and France worked together to use up the last of their magic power to fabricate a "muzzle" capable of firing elemental arrows.

""Spell Standby Release"! The Bei Tu He Ya is strengthened and activated - 250 full ammo saturation! 』

"Straf!"

At that moment, the elf mage and the sky dragon roared in unison, and a large number of magic arrows poured out from the magic circle, launching a violent storm-like attack on the young swordsman.

Although it was a predetermined number of shots, it actually seemed to be endless.

There is no limit to the starting point, and the vector has no rules. The stacked rays formed an octagonal light array to block the young swordsman's long sword, and at the same time, the density increased in the continuous bombardment.

The wailing of the distant monster disappeared in the roar, and the collision of flames turned into the explosion center of the scorching hell. But those were all things that happened behind the scenes. The young swordsman handed his back to the phoenix, and he avoided the sweeping magical impact with lightning speed and galloped forward. In the dust that blocked his sight, he relied on this and that one The faint fluorescent light surrounding the man——striked a fatal blow in the direction of the figure.

"Qiang——!"

But at this critical moment, there was the sound of swords clashing.

The old man covered in blood waved "Chongjin" to block it, and like the other two, he used the last bit of strength to block it. The thin figure seemed to be imitating the coldness of the young man, still maintaining his position despite the current situation of being stretched. With appropriate vigilance, put pressure on the opponent accurately.

Although the young swordsman didn't know what it was that made Barong give it a try, but from the attitude of several people who were determined to stop it, it was definitely not a good thing.

It is natural for the other party to have this kind of intuition. After all, no one knows that thing better than Baron. However, even the sages of the God of Light are afraid of it. Just unfolding it can bring great benefits. An oppressive killer move.

"——Twelve Heavenly Capital Flag Locking Dragon Formation!"