Chapter 176 The Death of Julian
"Urian, very good, your body is very suitable to be hung as a flag in the Dragon's Back Mountains." After seeing Julian go out, Masnuo's expression was not as calm as in the previous two games. , there was a fierce look in his eyes. The former Long Prince may have been a reckless man, but he treated his subordinates with the highest standards.
Even a nobleman like Davian, whose family has declined, completed the training of the Dragon Prince under his care, let alone this man who had fought under the previous Dragon Prince for two hundred years.
"Your dirty body will be destroyed by gunpowder smoke forever. Not even Nisu can accept your soul into the gate of the underworld." After saying that, Masno directly raised his sword and prepared to attack. He did not pay attention to the decision in the deep hatred. The rules of time.
"I still remember the way Mikhail left Lothern at that time. He seemed to think that the war would be a medal of merit that could be obtained easily, adding a little more color to his rich resume." Julian also He raised his two swords to fight with Masnuo, and then continued,
"It took me a long time to make that poison. I don't know if he is still satisfied with the taste of that glass of wine."
Masnuo was obviously affected by these words. Enraged, different from the caution he had when fighting Vraks just now, this time he seemed extremely aggressive, and his successive swings of the cold sword in his hand had turned the surrounding area into a land of ice and snow.
This extreme low temperature will make the enemy's hands and feet become dull. This is one of the effects of his development of Blue Fury. It is specially used in duels. This is the moment he has been waiting for.
Julian, on the other hand, dexterously dodged those fatal attacks. The armor on his body withstood the ice magic of Blue Fury. Inhaling the long-lost cold smell in his nose, he felt a little excited. The ice and snow created by the magic The place reminded him of his hometown - Naggaros, which he had not returned to for hundreds of years.
Then the two swords in his hands began to collide with the blue fury. The strength and speed of the two seemed to be about the same, but their fighting methods were completely different.
The Druchi champion warrior is obviously the kind of person who specializes in duels and assassinations. Every attack that seems to use all his strength can temporarily change the attack route, like a poisonous snake stabbing at random, and the long knife glowing with green light. There must be a bone-deep vicious curse, just to weaken the enemy and behead it instantly. The pace in the battle also seems very relaxed and casual. He can move while attacking and attack while moving.
Masnot, on the other hand, has a typical soldier style of play. He pursues simplicity and clarity. Every attack is just to eliminate the enemy as quickly as possible. This method is often used when strength, speed and experience are dominant. It is the most effective fighting style, but Julian has obviously studied the Caledonian fighting style, and he has barely escaped those fatal blows.
"Masnow is at a disadvantage." Agathel, who was watching the duel between the two, said that he wanted to end it personally, but once the candidate for the championship duel is determined, it is difficult to change.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the deadly ice crystal sword does not pose much of a threat to Julian. The cold blade is blocked by magic when it comes into contact with the black armor, and the agility of the Witch King Champion Warrior also makes Masnot There is no way to touch it.
"No need to worry, this victory will belong to us." The Dragon Prince has great confidence in the battle. Masno's most critical revenge skill has not been used yet. The ice sword energy only relies on the magic carried by the Blue Fury itself. Energy used.
And this guy seemed to really intend to show weakness and fight back. Imrik could feel that he didn't even use the aura of faith to reduce the enemy's magic resistance. He was purely relying on martial arts to compete with Julian.
The two swords hit Masnuo's shield. Julian took a step back and said slowly, "If it's just this level, it may be difficult to avenge your prince."
Masnuo heard this. Shaking his numb left hand, he smiled contemptuously, "Really, the next step is another way of fighting." As soon as he
finished speaking, he rushed towards the enemy and roared, "This is my victory. ." When Masnuo charged, Julian felt something was wrong. The temperature on the ice crystal sword was lower than before. The cold air that originally spread had disappeared, and it was obvious that all the power was gathered.
Just when he tried to dodge with his agility, he found that it was too late.
His speed is faster than before!
He raised the long sword to block the blue anger. Just when he was about to retract the sword and fight back, Julian found that his arm was many times slower than before. Obviously, the protective magic on the armor could no longer withstand the cold air of the holy sword.
On the right, the large shield with the fire dragon emblem was already attacking Julian's head. After ducking his head to avoid it, he thrust his foot towards Masnow and used the recoil to pull away.
After gaining some distance, Julian tried to swing his left hand, but found that there was no response at all. It was like an ice sculpture was connected to the body. It was obvious that the hand was completely necrotic.
He looked at Masno in disbelief. The sword actually broke through the magic resistance of the armor itself and the Witch King's magic. How many such magical weapons did Caledor have?
But Masnuo didn't give him a chance to breathe. He threw down the shield and raised the sword with both hands. The sword emitted a cold blue light. The cold light refracted through the ice crystals seemed like a glacier shrouded in moonlight.
Just when he was about to continue sprinting to kill Julian, Masnow felt something strange in his body, and his eyes began to become blurry. He looked at Malekith on the Iron Throne. It was obvious that the Witch King had passed. Some covert ways to interfere with this battle.
"It's such a disgrace that someone like this still wants to be the Phoenix King." He scorned in his heart, not caring about his physical condition, and rushed forward waving blue anger. His goal was very clear, that is, to kill Yuri. Get rid of Ann.
Julian hurriedly stepped back, but the big sword was getting closer and closer in his eyes. The cold air made it difficult to open his eyes. After being unable to move his left hand, he could not stop Mas with his right hand alone. No this revenge blow.
The dragon princes began to praise Masno in unison. The murderer of the prince was finally killed by Caledor. This will be a profound warning to all enemies of Caledor, even the champions of the Witch King. , and it is difficult to resist the Dragon Prince's revenge.
Masnow, who was in the center of the battlefield, picked up Julian who had turned into an iceman, and then held him up with one hand, expressing that he was very satisfied with this trophy.
The Witch King began to get angry. He just wanted to crush these dissatisfied people. No one could go against the will of the Lord of Nagaroth, just when he was about to order everyone to attack.
Imrik was seen riding a horse towards the center of the battlefield, holding a fire dragon flag in his hand. However, this fire dragon flag was different from the one at the duel venue. It was not a fire-breathing red dragon on a sun on a blue background. , but a volcanic red dragon on a white background. This is the flag of the Dragon Tamer family, and Malekith knows it very well.
"Well done, bring the spoils back." Imrik, who came to the center of the position, held the family flag and said to Masno, then dismounted and planted the flag on the ground.
Coming to the Warhammer World without experiencing a champion duel would be in vain. The people under his command are all so powerful. If you can't achieve anything worth mentioning, then you can only be reduced to Minas Nir's pendant. .
(End of chapter)