Shortly after landing, Griffith had Minos in disengagement. It wasn't until he began to attack the extraordinary wizards in Odessa that Minos released his psychic energy to condense into the form of a puppet, using huge psychic energy ripples to mislead battlefield detection.
After the Battle of Odessa, the Bone Ring became even more powerful. The psychic fluctuations that Prunus sensed came from it. The false target attracted the most threatening Extraordinary around the Extraordinary Wizard to the opposite direction, giving Griffith the chance to kill him with one strike.
If the three sealed object holders gather around the wizard, the battle will become more dangerous.
Now, Anton, the demon hunter who was stabbed in the back, is lingering like a broken bellows, and the brains and blood of the cleric Aldus are gurgling down like a stream.
"A very powerful sealed object," Griffith condensed a two-meter-long ice spear in his hand and pierced it into the demon hunter's body, stirring it twice, "but it seems that the immortal protection can only be provided once."
The desperate paladin said in a deep voice: "I have felt the chill of fate, but I am not afraid."
Then, he raised his cross sword and charged at Griffith, shouting:
"My lord wishes!
"Chaos beast, petrified!"
The Chaos Beast's huge one eye shot out a gray light. However, the clone controlled by Minos had already escaped first and blocked the path of the petrified light.
A droplet exploded in the air, and Minos' legs shattered on the spot. But it had no emotion or pain. The moment it fell, it condensed three cold spears and threw them into the sky.
The real Griffith took a step back and reached out to grab the falling ice gun.
"Look, this is how the sealed artifact is used!"
The first ice gun hit the front of the Chaos Beast, hit something in the transparent air, and burst into pieces of ice all over the sky.
The second shot of the ice gun followed, hitting the hard-skinned eyelid that was as good as steel, opening a crack. The huge impact knocked the monster to the ground.
The third ice gun shot did not continue to shoot at the Chaos Beast that fell to the ground. Griffith turned around and threw it with all his strength at the Paladin who had not yet had time to move.
"Bang!"
A pale golden halo shone around Patolion. His extraordinary ability has been activated, forming an oval-shaped shield covering his whole body. He did not flinch under the projection of the ice spear, kissed the sword and prayed quickly. A bright beam of sunlight casts across the gloomy sky, making everyone who witnesses it feel a hot and divine gaze.
The pale golden light shines on the newly created Chaos Beast, ignoring its chaotic and evil nature, forming a circle of flying shields.
"Your evil can't do anything to the devout Paladin!"
The Paladins of Odessa regroup. With the blessing of light, his and the Chaos Beast's defenses were strengthened to an astonishing thickness.
Meanwhile, Minos was rolling like a body of flowing water, growing back his broken legs. He stood up and shook his hands. The wrists condensed and lengthened strangely, forming two ice spears that he held, and the cold air forced them towards him.
Griffith picked up the sealed artifacts and extraordinary characteristics of the slain demon hunters and priests, and he and his clones circled towards the recalcitrant paladins and monsters on the left and right, pulling at the gap between them.
My throwing spear is pretty accurate, but why is Judgment so inaccurate... The Paladin is indeed difficult to deal with. If Minos hadn't been released to kill his companions by surprise, the outcome of this battle would have been unpredictable.
The Paladin has the strongest shield of all extraordinary paths, but the disadvantage is that it cannot be maintained for a long time. However, Odessa's backup will arrive at any time, and there is no time to waste here.
Griffith quickly calculated. After continuously using abilities and items, and suffering several crazy blows, bouts of fatigue and sleepiness constantly reminded him that he had exhausted himself.
There are many people who choose to be promoted to Paladins from Shutoral of Homemon Watts, and Griffith's good friend Nona is also one of them. The two often fight in the open space next to the school gate. He also mastered several methods of disintegrating and destroying the Paladin's shield. However, the most effective one is the melee attack characteristic of the War Knight, which has a certain probability of annihilating Blessing and Sanctuary.
It's good to use Pojun to deal with Nona. If she cries, Murat won't be able to refuse to challenge me...
Why is my command helmet so dirty? Did I vomit those dirty things? This thing is very good, but it is stuffy and hot. After a few years of use, I will be as bald as the count...
Wait, what am I thinking about?
On the tense battlefield, Griffith suddenly found that he was distracted, and he didn't even know how long he had been distracted!
The mind, which had always been sharp, became dull, and the admirable concentration evaporated. His thoughts were uncontrollable, and he even followed his brief wandering and began to imagine what it would be like at Nona's dance, who always wore military uniforms and fought with everyone.
Weird thoughts came one after another, and I couldn't stop at all.
What am I thinking about!
not good!
…
"boom!"
There was a loud noise from the direction of Minos. The broken liquid flew into the sky and fell like raindrops.
The clone of the bone ring was destroyed...
The clouds are blowing low, and the cold is eroding the bones. A misty and illusory mist evaporated from the fallen corpse.
This mist was tangled and intertwined, gathering and surging in front, showing a strange situation. It seemed that all the rocks, dust and smoke in that place had become transparent. The tattered remains of corpses, collapsed houses, blood-stained soil, and even The air filled with the smell of blood slowly lost its original color, gradually becoming thin and misty, even abstract, then from abstract to nothingness, and finally slowly disappeared.
It all happened in an instant. When the scenery in front of him disappeared, it was replaced by a large sunken pit. The pit was filled with black mist, and there were even dark red lightning-like arcs of light flashing through it. The mist and arc of light covered the pit and gradually dissipated, revealing a man half-kneeling in it.
He is tall and thin, with short silver-white hair, and a young and handsome face. His deep and determined eyes are so eye-catching.
He stood up slowly, without armor or weapons, but with extraordinary courage. The visions around him seemed to him as if they were commonplace.
"We meet again, knight. I have obviously given the blessing of eternal life to Anton, but they have not been able to defeat you." The silver-haired young man stood sideways, with his upper arms close to his upper body, and raised his lower arms to point at Griffith. , "For a chess piece, you are indeed extraordinary."
Naira appears! His pupils are different from his sister's, as blue and clear as the endless sea, which even makes people feel a sense of insignificance and unknown fear deep in their hearts in front of nature.
Griffith narrowed his eyes slightly. The enemy he expected was the extraordinary wizard in Odessa, and the task of capturing Naira had other arrangements, but he did not expect that Naira himself would choose to face him. Listening to these words, the amazing resurrection ability of the demon hunter Anton just now came from Naira.
Is he that strong? ! Fortunately, Storm Squadron did not encounter him, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.
Griffith began to wander again, unable to concentrate, until he saw a strange sphere appear next to Naira. It has one eye and human-like limbs, no hair or gender, and a huge mouth on its chest and abdomen. The corners of the monster's mouth turned up, revealing two rows of neat, white teeth, but it didn't make anyone feel smile at all.
This weird orb is so strange that it’s hard to describe in words. It was like an illusory shadow, but it had a real sense of oppression. It floated next to Naira and followed him like a shadow. Even though there was no attack, there was still an indescribable feeling of panic and confusion.
"Why, you can actually see it? Can you see my authority? Griffith de Ravenel, I'm asking you." Naila noticed Griffith's gaze and was slightly surprised asked coldly.
What is this! ?
Griffith was horrified. Extraordinaries and extraordinary beings have their own abilities. Although they vary depending on the individual, most of the time they are not unexpected.
The strange accompaniment around Naila made Griffith unable to understand what kind of power it was. It has a somewhat similar aura to the ghost woman who once appeared next to Aaron, and must have the same type of ability.
Could it be that Aaron and Naira received extra favor from a mysterious existence, showing an unknown mystery. Griffith's thoughts changed rapidly. If there was a one-on-one confrontation, he would be at a huge disadvantage due to lack of intelligence.
"Where is the Blood Thorn!"
Griffith shouted. Minos, who was scattered, immediately picked up the missing lance like a stream of water and threw it towards him.
No matter what kind of ability this is, I will use "Homage to the Dead" to launch a full blow to destroy magic and blessings. Even the power of God can shake it!
The blood thorn sensed the will of the holder, and began to disappear from the entity, transforming into an almost beam-like existence, emitting a huge explosion that ripped through the air. The powerful momentum convinced Griffith that this throw contained the power to destroy magic, and the result of the hit would be unchangeable and true. With such power, even illusions cannot beguile.
"Clang!"
What, what's going on! ?
Griffith trembled as if he had fallen into a glacier. He couldn't turn around, move his hands, or even open his mouth to speak. His brain became obscure and stagnant, and his body was like a puppet with its strings cut off, unable to move. Only one pair of eyes could move slightly, catching a glimpse of blood spines grazing from stiff fingertips and falling to the ground.
I can't move-!
A strand of hair fell from Griffith's forehead. He saw his skin wrinkle and his hair fall out. Life vitality is being lost at a terrifying rate.
Naila walked towards Griffith casually. He did not attack or defend, he just asked in a light tone:
"I'm asking you, have you seen the authority of me, Naira von Kuimantha -
"Nostalgia for the past turns into sorrow."
[A strange sphere with one eye and human-like limbs appeared in front of Griffith, suspended a few centimeters in front of his eyes, staring at him]
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