Chapter 171 The Gap between Mortals and Hackers
The fireball made a loud noise after falling, and a huge crater appeared on the hard stone altar. The gravel splashed onto the people around it, causing bursts of wailing.
The Chaos Warlock, who was the target of the fireball, was reduced to pieces under the strong impact, with his limbs and head blown away. Only the chest stabbed by the Heroic Spear proved that he was targeted by Imrik.
"The effect is good." He secretly estimated the effect of this attack in his heart. Since Caledo has acquired more and more new skills, he can play more tricks. This move is called Starfall by himself. Inspiration It comes from a certain game called Lao Tou Huan that I played in the past, using the human body as a space-based weapon to attack.
However, this move can only be used by oneself. If the body is not strong enough, the recoil force alone can kill the user.
Inserting the Star Lance into the deep pit, the Dragon Prince pulled out the heroic spear that pierced the chest of the Chaos Warlock, and began to charge towards the Warlocks in the altar. He did not believe that Moras was willing to sacrifice the lives of these high-level sorceresses to release darkness indiscriminately. rapids.
When he ran out of the pit, Imric felt that his body was filled with a lot of magic. Ultimate alchemy, soul extraction, soul stealing...
a series of magic that can cause effective damage to a single target appeared. In the body, perhaps the most critical thing is Moras. She did not continue to release the dark torrent as she thought. Instead, she tried to open a portal to the Chaos Demonic Realm. The chaotic energy here was enough to destroy the great demon. Teleport here with the Chaos Demon Army.
Caledor's armor and the dark gold amulet around his neck resisted some of the effects of magic, but the battle still felt a bit difficult, and the body's reaction speed could not keep up with usual fighting habits, and the fear spearmen leaning around the altar And the gloomy swordsman has entered the battlefield.
The flames of the heroic spear melted their iron armor and burned their flesh, but these people did not cry at all, and just continued to besiege Imric. The martial arts of these people were completely different from the usual Druchi. The grassroots soldiers who filled the line and acted as cannon fodder, with spears and sharp blades in their hands, could always dodge or attack when Imric was disturbed by magic and seemed to have slow reactions.
The Cold Blade and the Silent Ones, the Dragon Prince finally thought of the names of the two battle groups in front of him. Most of the former were nobles of Druchi, but they were attracted to Grond because of the beauty of Morath. The miserable guy was controlled by poison and could only succumb to the will of the dark witch; the latter was the guard of the dark witchcraft monastery in Grond, and all of them had their tongues cut out to ensure the deeply hidden secrets. not be leaked.
Armed with spears, they began to sweep across. Under the power of the humanoid dragon, dozens of Druzi who were approaching were instantly killed, but in the blink of an eye, more people appeared to fill the gap.
Without the support of the dragon, they were confident of consuming the arrogant Prince of Caledor alive.
Then he continued to kill several soldiers who were too close to him. The Dragon Prince felt that the newly restored vitality in his body was gone, and his arms and footsteps began to become heavier. It was obvious that the warlocks around him had added a layer of magic to themselves. .
I secretly calculated the time in my mind. Masno and Agthel should be arriving soon. The speed with Minas Nir was a little too fast just now, which caused some disconnect. Next time, I need to change this and just go straight to the enemy when I see it. The habit of charging, otherwise you will be embarrassed to see the dragon tamer.
Seeing the soldiers and warlocks surrounding him in an impenetrable manner, Imric stopped attacking.
Just when the people next to him thought that this guy had no strength to continue fighting and were about to give up, they saw the dragon prince holding a spear suddenly raised his head, his tone sounded arrogant and full of contempt.
"You trash are not bad, you can trap me for so long." No one responded to him, but continued to attack with weapons, but the Caledonian who had stopped attacking continued to speak, "But it's a pity Yes, I am a wall hanging!"
After Imric finished speaking, the metal body of the Gun of Valor began to glow brightly, and the two gun blades that had been gathered opened up, flames emerged from it, and an explosion occurred again. Performed at the altar.
The flames swept through everyone around, and the violent explosion triggered a shock wave. Those who were closer to Imric were all turned into ashes under the power of the artifact, while the warlocks farther away were even slightly affected. The injured parts of his arms and body had been burned to charcoal.
At the other end of the altar, bursts of screams emerged from the mouths of the Chaos Warlocks. Every time Masno waved the Blue Fury, several people turned into ice sculptures. Those magics were all blocked by another dark gold shield "Sasha". Kalam Messenger" blocked it, and there was only death wherever it went.
The same goes for Agthel, who was walking side by side. He did not use the ancestral obsidian gun, but used the rune language "Steel" given by the prince. This weapon can instantly tear the enemy's armor, and then the wound will be healed by magic. And the bleeding didn't stop.
The three people attacked the altar from different directions. After Imric used flame blasting to destroy the surrounding enemies, he took advantage of the reaction of the people around him and immediately jumped towards Moras. The woman could only turn into a dead person. It is the greatest contribution to this world.
But just when he was relying on the acceleration of gravity to pounce on the Witch Queen who was casting a spell, a huge figure blocked his attack, and the long knife struck like lightning.
He held the spear with both hands to block the swift attack. Then he saw the Dragon Prince turning into a white shadow and flying back to where he jumped, like a kicked ball turning into an afterimage.
Imric, who was blocked from attacking, stood up and looked at the creature that attacked him. The six-meter-tall body had four arms, and his right hand was holding a long knife. It had purple skin and the lower limbs of a goat, and the figure represented With his slender tongue and grin, he is a Slaanesh demon without even thinking about it.
"Morath, you are truly an exquisite gift from me." The unknown Great Demon of Slaanesh stroked the long knife with one hand. Ulthuan, the home of the elves, has not felt these tempting souls for a long time. The taste of it.
"Kasilis Quesunar, kill them, and more souls will belong to you in the future." Morath said the Elf name of the Keeper of Secrets, and under her spell, a Chaos Slaanesh Demon Realm was created. The portal has been opened. Since the maelstrom cannot be lifted, it is possible to gain advantage in another way.
The Keeper of Secrets stretched out his slender tongue and licked his face. Even without speaking, he could say, "A suitable deal. Since Nakari cannot harvest the soul of the elves, I, Cassilis Quesuna, I will do this."
After it finished speaking, a portal had appeared on the energy column that originally impacted the maelstrom, and the demons riding Slaanesh beasts were pouring out, constantly stretching out their emotion-sensing energy pillars. With bloody tongues, they have been waiting for this opportunity for too long.
(End of chapter)