Chapter 98 Melville was so angry that he vomited blood! (4,000 words plus more)

Divine sword rain!

Wild thrust!

Two roars sounded almost at the same time.

At the window, Isa opened his hands, and dense lightsabers fell towards Ron like raindrops.

At the door, Melville's body turned into a stream of light. Holding a spear, he charged directly into the narrow room which was not suitable for knights to fight.

In an instant, the sharp tip of the gun was almost touching Ron's body.

Just then, Ron snapped his fingers.

Extreme dodge!

The next moment, Ron's body suddenly twisted in an incredible way, and he retreated two meters in an extremely subtle arc, avoiding attacks from both sides.

A dense rain of divine sword light enveloped Melville.

It seemed as if Melville took the initiative to bear this magic, and it seemed as if Isa's attack was prepared for Melville.

Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang! The spear tip was filled with brilliant red light, and the divine sword rain was shattered one by one.

Ron was not far from the window, and the spearhead that had just shattered the rain of swords stabbed directly into Isa's chest, as if that was his original target! Although Ron looked down on Melville, he had to admit that Melville was really very strong.

He is younger than Seraphina, but stronger than Seraphina.

Of course, only Melville himself knew how much truth there was in this so-called once-in-a-century genius of the Copperfield family.

As the only legitimate son of the family, Melville has been placed with high hopes since he was young. He has been loved by the entire family and has never stopped taking various potions for his practice. To be frank, it can be said that a large part of Melville's strength comes from taking potions.

But, whether it was Melville's own efforts or the result of the potion, strength is strength.

Isa's incredibly powerful divine sword rain was easily shattered, and the sharp gun tip, wrapped in red flames, went straight to the chest of the Hell Judge, trying to kill the Hell Judge with one shot.

Melville was completely convinced that if he didn't kill this priest, he would have no chance of killing Ron.

When he thought of this, the magic power in his body was mobilized again, and the red light on the tip of the gun gradually evolved into a ferocious thing that looked like a dragon head.

You can even hear the roar of a fire dragon vaguely.

Isa's face also changed drastically, and a bright light suddenly burst out of his originally turbid eyes. It seemed that it would be absolutely impossible to kill Ron without killing this heroic knight.

After all, this guy is Ron's younger brother, and there is no way he would just watch his brother being killed.

It has to be said that Issa and Melville are a perfect match, and their spirits are highly compatible.

Isa's lips moved quickly. For a strong man of Hell's Inquisitor's level, magic spells didn't even need to be chanted out loud.

He quickly opened his hands, and a dazzling light burst out in front of his chest, condensing into a shining light shield.

boom……

The next moment, Melville's gun tip exploded on the light shield.

A violent impact followed by a loud roar instantly dissipated.

The glass and windows of the room were shattered into pieces in an instant, the curtains were torn into pieces, and the magic chandelier on the ceiling also exploded.

The surging energy surged through the room like a tsunami, and wherever it went, the solid walls were covered with dense cracks.

The temperature in the room soared suddenly, and the space in front of him seemed to be inexplicably distorted.

Melville attacked without reservation, and even the Judge of Hell could not bear it. The light shield broke with a snap, and his whole body was blown away.

After flying for dozens of meters, it finally stopped with difficulty. Its body was suspended in the air. It trembled violently, and a trace of bright red blood seeped from the corner of its mouth.

Melville's palms also felt numb and his palms were cracked.

Seeing Isa being blown away, he did not even take this opportunity to kill Ron, as if he was worried that when he turned around to kill Ron, he would be attacked by this priest. He wanted to kill Ron, but between killing Ron and his own life, Melville undoubtedly valued the latter more. The worst thing was that Ron disappeared, and for a while, he could not find him, so Melville could only focus on Isa.

He stomped his foot hard on the ground, and with a bang, the floor cracked instantly. Melville's body was ejected from the window, and the spear flew out of his hand, like a meteor passing through the sky, flying towards the Judge of Hell.

Boom…Boom…Boom…

This is a battle between magicians and knights.

Brilliant magic and ferocious martial arts roared.

Compared with the current conflict, the previous assassinations of the Jinyi Secret Guards and executioners by the second generation of nobles were simply child's play. The waves of fierce attacks even shook the building of the Sykes Hotel.

The entire building was shaking, as if it might collapse at any time.

Many guests staying in the hotel could not bear this fear and fled from their rooms in panic, not even taking care of their luggage. The waiters yawned, put away the gold, silver and copper coins in the cabinet, and slowly walked outside with the crowd.

Only Ron, who had broken the invisibility spell that Charlene had cast on him, stayed in the room very quietly, completely ignoring the light that flashed from time to time outside the window. He even leisurely prepared a cup of coffee for himself, and then slowly walked to the window. He glanced at the movement outside the window and opened his mouth: "Stop fighting."

In the empty room, only his own voice echoed. Ron felt a little awkward due to the lack of a supporting actor.

He even pulled up a chair and sat at the window to comment.

Judging from absolute strength and realm alone, Melville is obviously slightly higher than Isa... Really only a little, not much, just one or two stars.

But, in terms of practical experience, Isa is far superior to Melville.

Melville was like a raging giant ape, raising dust wherever he went.

Issa is like an insidious poisonous snake. His counterattacks from time to time can pose a considerable threat to Melville.

Charlene appeared silently behind Ron.

At all times, this woman was like a ghost walking in the dark, without making any noise. The broken glass reflected Charlene's sexy body under her tight leather jacket.

Seeing her master sitting peacefully by the window, Charlene felt an inexplicable fear in her heart.

It was as if the person sitting there was not a human being, but a cunning demon, playing with the fate of others.

It was obvious that these two people came to kill him, but because of a simple plan and a sentence, they started fighting to the death.

Is this really a prophet, really a follower of the Goddess of Dawn?

Why does it feel like this guy is more like a follower of the God of Shadow and Deceit?

"Hey...Charlene, who do you think will win between the two of them?" Ron asked suddenly.

Charlene silently turned her gaze towards the two people fighting outside: "Inquisitor."

In Sharin's opinion, this was normal. Although Melville showed greater strength, this way of fighting consumed a lot of magic power, and he couldn't hold on for long.

On the contrary, although the Inquisitor looked very embarrassed, he consumed very little magic power and it would not take long for the situation to be reversed.

"Let's make a bet. I bet Melville will win." Ron raised his eyebrows and said.

Charlene rolled her eyes at Ron. He was a prophet, and she wasn't stupid enough to bet with a prophet. But she couldn't resist her curiosity: "Why?"

"Because of the gun in Melville's hand."

Ron drank the coffee in his hand and said quietly.

That gun is not only a purple-gold epic weapon, but also a holy relic.

That was the heirloom weapon of the Copperfield family. When this gun appeared in Melfield's hands, it basically meant that the Copperfield family had recognized that this was the next generation patriarch of the family.

He is worthy of being the legitimate son, being so doted on.

This gun is called Aige's Fang.

The main forging material is the teeth of the nine-headed giant python Aiger. At the same time, a remnant soul of the nine-headed giant python Aiger is also sealed in the gun body.

Once the remnant soul is released, Aiger's fangs will burst out with extremely terrifying power, infinitely close to a legendary weapon.

Of course, this move also puts a huge burden on oneself... It seems that Melville will not be able to hold on for too long.

Swish! The spear flew across the sky.

The red flames clearly divided the space in front into two layers, upper and lower.

The extreme heat caused the surrounding space to distort.

The body of the Judge of Hell shattered with a snapping sound as if glass.

Melville felt irritated. Over-stimulating his own magic power had made his face flushed red. He could feel how serious the consumption of his body was.

But what made Melville even more upset was that even though he had used all he had learned in his life, he was still unable to cause any serious harm to the Judge of Hell.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

This guy is not a magician at all, he's just a damn flea, jumping around, and no matter how embarrassed he looks, he can always dodge by the hair's breadth.

If you really can't avoid it, you can rely on the Dawn Shield to withstand it.

On the contrary, his armor was covered with cracks due to several sneak attacks from the Judge of Hell.

We can't go on like this!

Seeing the body of the Judge of Hell shattering like a mirror, Melville shook his spear and turned back, stabbing the tip of the spear behind him as usual.

This kind of scene has appeared countless times, and Melville has become accustomed to it.

But soon, Melville's face changed slightly. He felt no sensation of the gun tip touching anything, and he did not sense any magical fluctuations behind him.

Before he could react, a figure suddenly appeared on the right. It was none other than the Hell Judge Isa who had disappeared before.

With a snap of his fingers, the magic that had been prepared long ago was released instantly, and a beam of light shot out at an incredibly fast speed.

With a "puff" sound, Melville's body trembled violently, and a small hole was pierced through his waist. There were traces of burnt flesh and blood around the hole.

One kidney was broken.

Melville's face turned pale instantly.

And Isa would not waste even a second at this moment. He had already opened his hands and his lips were moving rapidly, indicating that the next powerful magic was about to come.

The situation is not good.

The injuries on his body are very serious. If he doesn't receive timely treatment, he might not be able to save his kidney.

Melville made up his mind, turned the spear in his hand, and shouted in a low voice: "Aige's fangs, release."

Buzz...

Scarlet chains suddenly emerged from the spear.

The next moment, with a snap, all the chains shattered.

Black, giant python phantoms suddenly emerged from the spears, opening their bloody mouths and revealing their sharpest fangs.

Like a black storm, it swept forward.

Isa's face changed drastically.

He instinctively sensed the danger and stopped the magic he was preparing instantly. He wanted to use the mirror-travel magic that he had used many times before to escape from here.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, the narrow eyes of a giant python stared at him, and Issa's lips and neck instantly turned into pale stone.

Petrochemical.

The magic was forcibly interrupted.

The next moment, the remaining eight giant pythons wrapped around them and tightened.

Crunch, crunch, crunch…

Suddenly, a sound that made one's teeth ache was heard.

It is unknown how many bones were crushed by the giant python. The body of the Hell Judge has been twisted beyond recognition, and blood clots containing fragments of internal organs are constantly spurting out of his open mouth.

With its open mouth, it kept moving back and forth on the body of the Judge of Hell, taking away a piece of bloody flesh each time.

It didn't take long before the great Judge of Hell was eaten by nine giant pythons.

The nine giant pythons returned, and the red chains appeared on the gun again.

There was blood and rain in the air.

Melville's body finally landed on the ground. He gasped for breath and could feel the emptiness in his body. Freeing Aiger's fangs had consumed a large amount of blood, making Melville's face extremely pale.

But no matter what, this damn priest, Ron's lackey, was finally killed.

When he gets a little rest, the next person to die will be Ron.

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Ron finally stood up: "It's time for us to take the stage."

He jumped out of the window.

Looking around, it was a mess.

The ground is covered with crisscrossing gullies.

The walls of the hotel were cracked everywhere, and some even collapsed.

It was indeed a conflict between two heroic masters. Even if it was just the aftermath of the battle, the destructive power was exaggerated enough.

Hearing the noise behind him, Melville turned around abruptly and stared at Ron, his scarlet eyes filled with extreme hatred.

Especially when he saw the ghost assassin Charlene behind Ron, his eyes narrowed and a bad premonition arose in his heart. Now he no longer had the strength to deal with a heroic master.

Compared to the distortion on Melville's face, Ron's expression was particularly gentle. He was smiling and even opened his arms: "Oh, Melville..."

"I sincerely thank you for killing Inquisitor Issa of Hell."

"What?" Melville didn't react for a moment.

He didn't understand why Ron wanted to thank him?

Wasn't this priest his bodyguard? After I killed his bodyguard, he actually thanked me?

This guy, is there something wrong with his brain? Ron was surprised: "Huh? Don't you know that I killed the only son of the Vice Pope of the Church of the Goddess of Dawn? This Inquisitor of Hell was specially arranged by the Vice Pope to kill me..."

Melville's eyes suddenly widened.

The next second, he felt a tightness in his chest, his mouth opened, and he spat out a mouthful of bright red blood with a "wow".

The fourth chapter of 4,000 words is presented to you. I will continue to update it for the leader of the big boss. Currently, 14,000 words have been updated, and there will be another chapter later.

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