"Haha, hahaha, hahahahahaha!"
The knight covered his dirty face and laughed maniacally.
"Why are you laughing?" Patolion asked seriously, "Feeling the despair of the doomsday, you fell into madness."
"Hahahahahaha!" Griffith laughed even more cheerfully. He wiped his eyes with two fingers to wipe away the vomit and mud stuck there, and said as if to himself, "It's dirty. I received the birthday gift from my girlfriend, what should I do?"
The form was too bad for me, my psychic energy was being drained too much.
Griffith gasped and stood up with his hands stretched upward. This was the first time he used the power of the Lord of the Rings "Kazni's Miracle" and the War Knight at the same time in actual combat. After several projections and impacts, he actually felt a little sloppy and dizzy.
The death coil just now may have shattered some sanity. The war horse ran to nowhere, and the blood thorn also fell to the ground when it fell from the horse.
Griffith felt his soul split into a bunch of little black figures dancing in circles inside his head. He wanted to fight seriously, but he couldn't control his expression at all.
The Extraordinaries in Odessa would not give him a chance to recover.
"Do it, Aldus!"
A deep black light shot out from the Chaos Beast's single eye. The moment Griffith was swept across, he immediately felt that his legs became sluggish and stagnant.
He was petrified.
Patolion slashed at him with his cross sword. Before Griffith could block it with his Perseverance Shield, the blade of the sword flashed in the distance. Immediately afterwards, Griffith felt a sharp tremor on his breastplate, and the damage caused by the sword blade appeared near him out of thin air, slashing down at an angle. Patolion was at least ten meters away, and this sword hit Griffith's breastplate regardless of the distance.
The sealed object controlled by Patolion swallows the attack into the dimensional plane and directly projects it near the target position, ignoring the enemy's distance and obstacles caused by blocking.
Ignore distance? This is the power of sealed objects! It’s the ability to distort space! Griffith immediately turned from defense to offense. He leaned forward and dodged, exerting force on his feet, roaring out like a discharged cannonball.
Griffith, who was promoted to a superhuman, was powerful enough to break steel and break shields with his bare hands. His agility is so powerful that even without the extraordinary power of mounts and war knights, running and sprinting is like thunder and lightning.
And his enemy is the three-person team of Sequence 7 demon hunters, paladins, and priests. The three of them hold sealed objects with the characteristics of summoning creatures, spiritual attacks, and ignoring distance. This combination takes into account attack, defense and range, completely making up for the shortcomings of their extraordinary paths. If Odessa could mobilize powerful men of extraordinary rank to take charge of the siege of sealed objects, Griffith might not be able to hold on for even half a minute.
However, there is no such assumption in actual combat! Since the wizards of Odessa have decided to act in secret, they are destined to only come up with this configuration at this moment.
Priest Aldus has raised his hammer and is approaching. Wearing heavy armor and holding a war hammer, he violently smashed the knight on the head.
Griffith dodged the attack, and when the light and shadow were intertwined, he swung Hanguang down towards Knight Patolion's body. This sword roared like wind and thunder, with silver arcs and sharp edges carrying a galloping momentum that was hard to watch directly. It cut open Aldus's gauntlet with one blow and severed his left hand to the wrist.
Griffith pulled out Yitian, turned around and slashed down with his sword again.
Just when the blade of the sword was about to tear open the chest, the demon hunter suddenly came over like a ghost and blocked the shining silver blade with his body.
What! ?
Heavily armored knights and monks serve as pioneers for other Beyonders, and it is common for them to resist harm. Serving as the defensive core of Extraordinary operations, resisting damage to teammates requires strong vitality or physical defense with heavy armor and heavy shields, or relying on powerful psychic shields. But how could the dexterous witcher survive such a violent attack!
Could it be that he has the blessing of some kind of psychic shield?
In the midst of the lightning, Griffith's thoughts were as fast as lightning, and he suddenly realized that the demon hunter had amazing back-ups and support.
Ah, here, don’t hurt my Yitian!
This sword was unstoppable and unleashed a monstrous killing intent. The red blood enveloped him with a wailing cry, roaring and slashing open the demon hunter's body.
Griffith immediately breathed a sigh of relief. With a turn of his wrist, Hanguang came one after another. You could even see Anton's soul being torn apart by the roaring violent arc. Hanguang's sharpness is enough to break dragon scales, and the arc can cleanse the defense of psychic shields. Under the panicked eyes of Aldus and Patolion, the demon hunter of Odessa was torn into pieces in the rain of blood.
That's it?
Just as Griffith's doubts arose, an extremely sad echo suddenly sounded in the air, like the god of death using a terrifying black scythe to drag across the cold thousands of years of ice, directly sending out a painful and lustful sound deep in the soul. Fight to the death.
The demon hunter who had been killed suddenly regrouped in front of everyone. The scattered pieces of flesh, broken bones and blood shards were glued to each other, nine into three, three into one, and the soul and body were reassembled in the blink of an eye.
is it possible! ?
Griffith roared in surprise in his heart. It is not that he has never seen the tragedy of the resurrection of the dead, and he also understands the cursed method of the thread of life. However, the scene before him seemed to show off the chasm of power, putting something unbelievable in front of him.
He sensed an extremely evil contract. This is the terrifying power that comes from dedicating one’s soul and faith to the ancient gods in the void. Seydlitz, who was encountered in the battle of Odessa, once obtained a similar powerful resurrection ability with the help of a ring, but after the ring was seized by Griffith, no clues to this power were found.
This may be some kind of directional divine blessing, some kind of "death contract"! It’s a curse from eternal life! Even more abnormal and crazy than what Seydlitz had.
An incredible scene occurred in a thousandth of a second. Griffith had just launched a three-hit combo of Hanguang and Yitian, but he couldn't even adjust his body's center of gravity and strength immediately.
A fleeting cold smile appeared on the lips of the demon hunter who returned from death. His body had not yet recovered and was still a bloody mess. However, he was like a ripple reflection in the water. After the sword light passed, he reunited as before. He even raised his right hand and pointed at Griffith's face.
Death coil!
It's that dark green flame again. This power is completely different from the fear technique mastered by Griffith. It has a very high priority in confrontation and can break through the shield and the resistance of the spellbreaker to cause mental damage.
"ah--!"
Griffith once again let out a wail that made his soul hoarse. All kinds of pain, chaos, betrayal and evil thoughts spewed out crazily, and the severe tinnitus and dizziness made him lose his bearings.
He was hit hard. The blow not only shattered the shield, but also shattered his courage. The extraordinary men who were besieging Odessa didn't even have time to make up for it a few times before they saw the knight in front of him with his wounds bursting open, screaming and running away with his head in his hands.
What’s even more astonishing is that the astonishing wounds on the demon hunter Anton also healed quickly after that. Numerous granulations sprouted from the unhealed wounds, repairing blood vessels and nerves, suturing the skin and flesh, and the heavy injuries were healed in the blink of an eye. This terrifying ability not only causes physical and mental damage to the enemy, but also heals the caster.
Griffith took dozens of steps before stopping. The brief confrontation had already caused heavy trauma to his body and mind. He even had a cold fear in his heart and wanted to run away from the battlefield at all costs.
He originally planned to use the power of the war knights to destroy the enemy's perception and command system and defeat them one by one. Unexpectedly, Odessa's counterattack came so fast and the sealed objects were so sharp. If he didn't reverse the situation immediately, he would be in trouble today.
I need to review my tactics, I am too greedy. Next time, you can't attack the enemy alone...
Griffith took a deep breath and managed to stand up while shaking and trembling. The petrification effect on the legs has dissipated, but new strange waves are gathering in the huge one eye of the Chaos Beast, and new attacks may arrive at any time.
He took two steps back with his sword in hand, looking at the extraordinary people and monsters surrounding him.
"A very interesting sealed object, impressive." Griffith even had a smile on his lips. He put the silver and ice blue sword back into its scabbard and looked up at the sky. "Then, what's next? , let you see mine."
"Don't give him any time to adjust!" Odus shouted. Following his command, the Chaos Beast once again shot out a strange halo of light.
This light has a faint power that makes one's heart palpitate. It seems that as long as it comes in contact with it, it will be plunged into endless hallucinations and confusion. The demon hunters and paladins on the side did not immediately use their mobility to pursue, but waited for the light to come.
There was a moment of vague confusion and astonishment. In his confusion, Griffith seemed to have come to an isolated island in the fog. It was very quiet around me, and all I could hear was the gurgling sound of the water, which never ended, never ended.
He lowered his head and saw that his knees were submerged in the swamp water. The roots and shrubs of the nymphs grabbed his boots and dragged him toward the water together with the silt. A feeling of dampness and weakness permeated the whole body, and he even had the idea of sinking into the swamp.
This is an illusion! Hypnosis! The psychic powers from the Chaos Beast were eroding his body.
"Now!" Patolion growled, "He has been trapped by the illusion. If the Knight of Desolation wants to break free from the illusion, he must actively use his ability to devour, but he can't even control his body now!"
Patorion's "Void Grip" is also very powerful. As a paladin with heavy equipment, his original combat method was to advance steadily and slowly, but after equipping this sealed object, he became extremely agile.
The demon hunter Anton also followed.
However, just when they were approaching a few steps away, a vast force of blood that looked like a battlefield rushed towards their faces, strong winds blew up their clothes, and a ferocious creature riding a red horse suddenly appeared behind the controlled knight. vision.
"What is this!" Odus, who was observing from the rear, yelled.
This sudden power disintegrated the illusion of the Chaos Beast, and even made his own singing become stagnant and dry. The ripples of psychic energy were an orderly river a second ago, but in the blink of an eye they were disturbed by this force and turned into turbid muddy water.
This mysterious aura has never been felt before. It is so strange that it is indescribable, like a monster crawling out of thousands of years of history.
The Extraordinaries in Odessa were frightened. They fell into a mess without warning, and everyone was choked by fear that should not have occurred. They can only be sure of one thing - this is definitely not the Knight of Desolation!
"spread!"
Anton shouted, turned around and rolled to the side. But his companion had already struggled and slashed at him with his sword.
Griffith's confused eyes suddenly became clear and cold. He did not dodge or defend. He watched the Paladin's attack and just stretched out his hand to crush a metal ball on his waist.
"boom!"
The incandescent light suddenly dazzled the Extraordinary's eyes. The three of them collectively took a step back. When they broke away from the bright light, the enemy in front of them suddenly disappeared.
"Where did he go?"
Anton shouted. This is flat ground with no cover, and it is impossible to find a place to hide for a second or two.
Patolion recovered from his dizziness and suddenly shouted: "Anton, Anton, be careful!"
"What? Where is he?" The demon hunter looked around nervously and backed away. At the same time, he felt a strange and unfamiliar spiritual energy suddenly appear behind him, as if it fell from the sky.
He hit a solid wall and almost fell forward. The moment he fell, strong arms grabbed the back of his neck and lifted him up:
"here."
The witcher was terrified. An ice spike stabbed into his body from behind on the spot, breaking out of his chest.
Patorion rushed forward and stabbed the enemy who appeared with his sword. The sword stabbed through his chest steadily, but the feeling in hand was extremely strange. The knocked down knight actually turned into a ball of liquid exuding cold and blood in front of him!
"Patolion, get out of the way! That's a substitute." Odus shouted to come up for support, and the air in front of him suddenly rippled, outlining a vague figure.
The real Griffith has emerged from the shadows! He raised his hand to cast fear on the "Prayer" of Sequence 7, took out the Judgment from his waist and pulled the trigger. The majesty is like a supreme court issuing excommunication to humble sinners!
This shot blew away Aldus's skull and even caused his brain to boil.
…
"What's going on? What's going on?"
The situation reversed in an instant, two teammates fell, and Beyeland's knights became two for no reason. Patolion was sweating nervously, clenching the cross sword in his hand, and moved towards the Chaos Beast.
A ball of glowing black liquid flowed on the ground, then squirmed and expanded like an ooze monster. Human eyes, noses, mouths, and armor sprouted from the smooth, liquid surface, and they looked exactly like Griffith. The liquid monster holds an ice gun in its hand, shakes its shoulders, and moves its arms and legs.
Another Griffith held two swords and came towards the Paladin.
Their unstoppable pace seemed to be stepping on the beat of a drum, approaching each other, and the unison was like a mirror image. The moment the two met, Griffith holding the two swords merged into Griffith holding the ice spear, trembled for a moment, and then merged into one body.
