amaotonovel Chapter 265 Destroying the Enemy
Chapter 265 Destroying the Enemy
There was no time for Chu Zihang and Fingel to communicate, and the battle broke out the moment the man's voice faded away.
Chu Zihang, who was at the forefront, attracted the most hatred, and most of the blasphemous heretics charged at him——among them, the heavy armored warrior named "Chaos Dragon Heir" charged the most violently. A tank that charged head-on, and the heretics in front of it were ruthlessly crushed by it.
Chu Zihang held his breath, and the sound of explosions kept ringing in his ears—after those explosive shells with astonishing calibers had no effect on the heavy armored soldiers, Fingel resolutely set his shooting target on the other soldiers who rushed towards him. The sound of Chu Zihang's ugly monster, booster-type rocket-like explosive bombs repelling or flesh and blood being directly blown to pieces makes people feel extremely refreshed and excited.
Chu Zihang's heart was beating violently, and what he pumped out was hot dragon blood, which was comparable to poison, and then circulated at a high speed to every corner of his limbs and bones. In less than three seconds, he performed After a literal "evolution", the fine hair of the body hardened rapidly and turned into blue-black scales covering the whole body to form an alternative armor. The blazing golden pupils blended with the golden divine light on the body surface.
The heretic warrior came galloping with that unstoppable momentum, and the great sword surrounded by purple flames fell head-on. Chu Zihang disappeared in a flash, and in the next second he appeared beside the warrior, swinging the huge bone sword. The fierce sword wind intends to break the opponent's leg first... But the heretic warrior seems to have reacted and responded. His huge claw-like palm instantly grabbed Chu Zihang's head, while trying to crush it with brute force. While raising the sword, he stabbed to pierce his body.
With the width of the huge sword in the heretic's hand, his body would be pierced and basically divided into two halves. Chu Zihang couldn't accept this exchange of battle damage and could only block it with a vertical sword. At the same time, the free fire in the air The elements gathered rapidly and turned into a dazzling and fiery sun, and the Yanling. Junyan burst out!
With the help of high-pressure impact, Chu Zihang flew upside down and escaped from the shackles of the heretic warrior. The deformed and damaged bronze mask on his face was rapidly recovering and covering his face again.
But the dull footsteps sounded quickly again, and the tall heavy armored warrior strode forward with a breathless sense of oppression and heavy shadows. There appeared the stunning sword.
Jin Ge interspersed with screams and cries like wraiths, Chu Zihang swung his giant sword and kept colliding with heretic fighters, golden and purple sparks flew everywhere.During this period, any heretics who wanted to sneak attack on Chu Zihang were precisely killed by Finger—even if he was currently being besieged by a group of heretics.
Chu Zihang felt the great pressure, the scales on the tiger's mouth in his hand were broken and healed again... The feeling of the heretic warrior in front of him reminded him of Lu Mingfei.
There is absolutely no meaning of blasphemy. It feels like Lu Mingfei's almost instinctive killing technique. He has already thought about it and made a fatal counterattack when responding to an attack. He who often conducts combat training with Lu Mingfei does not feel this way. will be unfamiliar.
Chu Zihang thinks that he is not as strong as Lu Mingfei and Yuanzhinv, but he will not shame the emperor. The alchemy soldier's bloodline transformation technique called "Road to the Gods", the battle training with Lu Mingfei, Yuan Zhinv's dream training... His improved strength in all aspects can at least make his father proud of himself (Chu Tianjiao is already stupid); but when facing this heretic warrior, he couldn't help feeling a sense of powerlessness in his heart .
"Demon-created... 'Astartes'?"
"boom!"
The sword and the sword collided again, and the heretic warrior armor seized the space and leaned over to knock Chu Zihang away with his thick shoulder armor. I still felt like I was hit head-on by a high-speed chariot, and my internal organs seemed to be displaced.
This time, the heretic warrior did not raise his sword to pursue, but stepped slowly, and a magenta strange flame rose from the palm of his other hand. Chu Zihang reluctantly got up and wanted to dodge, but he was surprised to find that the ground beneath him It turned out to be like a swamp, with several balls of black viscous black liquid binding him tightly in place.
He instantly remembered the name of this speech spirit: Tanyan!
The high-risk speech spirits ranked 90 on the periodic table of speech spirits, the hard ground in the domain will melt into other forms such as quicksand, swamps, wetlands, etc. You can also choose to maintain the previous form and be freely controlled by the speech spirit users.
Are there other hybrids out there?
wrong!While trying hard to break free from the control of the ground, Chu Zihang looked at the heretic warrior who was slowly walking towards him——
How could the "Chaos Dragon Heir" who may have been a Deadpool or even a dragon in his predecessor not have the ability to use words!
In the next second, he saw the flame in the heretic's hand turned into a tangible spear and pierced his chest, but the first thing that felt the pain was his brain, and countless whispers that seemed to come from hell ghosts There was a sound in his ear, grabbing the slight sense of powerlessness he had felt before, taking the opportunity to harass and bewitch his spirit, trying to drive him crazy.
His bloodline was as pure as a pure-blooded dragon now, and the blasphemous energy was taking advantage of it.
This is also one of the current contradictions of mixed races. If you want to defeat a stronger enemy, you must refine your dragon bloodline to obtain stronger power; and when the purity of your own dragon blood breaks the boundaries of mixed races, it is easier to be eroded by unclean forces .
The heretic dragon descendant dragged his huge sword and moved towards Chu Zihang who was trapped in place, and purple unknown flames danced in the pupils of the dark twisted helmet.
"I'm here Chu Zihang!"
Fingel let out a roar, he was being besieged by nearly twenty heretics, all kinds of mutated tentacles entangled or cut his body in the state of "Bronze Throne"; but these did not constitute any harm, the most threatening It was a heretic in the distance who kept spitting out pink fireballs from his mouth on all fours. Not to mention the excruciating pain caused by those fireballs exploding on his body, the most terrible thing was that the burnt wounds could not heal quickly.
Originally, Fingel wanted to rush over and deal with those long-range outputs first - the ammunition of the bolter had been emptied and there was no chance to reload a new magazine, but now he had to stop that guy who looked quite dangerous It is impossible to watch Chu Zihang being killed by the opponent's sword.
"Zhinu, if you don't come down, I can't bear it..." He groaned endlessly in his heart, Yuan Zhinu hadn't fully recovered from the impact of Longwei at close range, so he asked him to guard the gate of the Holy Blood Hall first—— Even if he is injured, he should clear up some miscellaneous soldiers in seconds. Who would have thought that the boss would be teleported directly to the second underground floor without taking the usual route.
Trapped on the ground, Chu Zihang's lips moved slightly, and his painful face returned to calm and became firm again.
He raised his head and looked straight at the Chaos Dragon Heir who was already approaching, with golden flames dancing in his eyes:
"Torch Candle Emperor Zhizhi, destroy the sprites in the hole!"
The greedy domain collapsed, and Chu Zihang broke free from the shackles of the ground in an instant. Although the flaming spear that pierced through him and could distort his soul was still there, it did not prevent him from swinging his sword at the heretic in front of him.
"Frustrated after defeat, it is Fallen Emperor Wei!"
"Pray to cleanse the soul, and pain the body!"
"Only rely on the emperor, the common people rely on shelter!"
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Chu Zihang recited the emperor's motto aloud to strengthen and arm his mind, and the holy brilliance on the body surface that had been dimmed due to bloodline changes and mental abnormalities became bright again.
He fought against the heretic again, the giant sword collided fiercely with the giant sword, the speed of his swinging the sword was surpassing the reaction and counterattack speed of the heretic, the blood angel's elegant and brutal swordsmanship was constantly cutting the carapace of the heretic dragon's heir.
"Damn, why did it suddenly become so fierce?"
Fingel tore off a tentacle wrapped around himself, and blasted the heretic's head with another punch. Looking at Chu Zihang who suddenly rose again, he began to consider whether he should recite a few sentences aloud to win the emperor's death. His Majesty's gaze.
But at least now the crisis is temporarily lifted.
The arms of the Chaos Dragon Heir were cut off first, and its legs, which had lost the means of counterattack, were quickly cut off by Chu Zihang cleanly. The heavy body of the heretic fell to the ground immediately. When attempting to cast a spell of speech or blasphemy, the bony greatsword mercilessly severed its head and split it in half.
But it still doesn't seem to be dead. The heretic's ferocious twisted dragon head, sewn together with flesh and blood on the surface of the breastplate, has purple and strange patterns lit up around it, as if it wants to make a final desperate resistance.
Chu Zihang took a deep breath, the dragon's blood boiled again, the iron-blue scales on his body were constantly growing new layers of scales to protect his body, and the magenta flame spear was burning fiercely on his chest. Rapidly "melting" under white light.
Jun Yan. Plasma state!
As the "prototype" of the plasma cannon, Chu Zihang has initially mastered the method of compressing energy in Junyan through static heating and transforming it into a plasma state for release. He is not afraid to have a "passionate mutual bombardment" with something... ...It's just that without the alchemy matrix and related facilities of the alchemy sergeant, Chu Zihang's release of the plasma Junyan alone is extremely dangerous to himself, and his body can easily be melted by the plasma first.
There is no simpler and more efficient way to kill the enemy. Since the headless heresy has become an immovable target, there is no reason to reject it without worrying about not being able to hit it.
The danger sounded like an engine neighing, the temperature in the ground was rising sharply, and the smell of the heretic corpses and blood being roasted was scorching and pungent. It is impossible for Fingel to be unaware of this abnormality, and the corners of his mouth twitched as much as possible. Stay away from Chu Zihang:
"Is this the ending plot of Ultraman..."
A group of blazing light beams responded, like a white sun rising from the basement, the light pierced people's eyes, and the white high-temperature light beam gushing from Chu Zihang's chest instantly engulfed the Chaos Dragon Heir's remnant body, completely purified.