Chapter 293: Losing is not unfair

A large number of magic crows rushed towards Robert. He did not understand the purpose of the enemy's actions, but based on the principle of avoiding any attack, he suddenly pulled the reins of the Chimera with force.

Under the influence of his powerful force, Chimera immediately flew to the side.

If you hadn't dodged, I would have attacked the Chimera's head. Now that you've dodged, that's good too. The mount's belly is now exposed, right?! Klauen activated the teleportation and swapped positions with a certain magic crow. Then he immediately flapped his wings and rushed forward. The weapon he held tightly was like a hot knife cutting butter, and it completely sank into the belly of the two-headed Chimera.

The internal organs of any living creature are relatively fragile, and Chimera is no exception.

As Thunder's wrath cut into the alchemical creature's abdomen, he also gave rise to thornwood thorns.

Sharp black thorns blossomed like flowers in the Chimera's belly, but no one could appreciate this beauty.

The wooden thorns immediately crushed half of Chimera's internal organs and injected a large amount of mental toxins, and then started to absorb blood. The pierced internal organs seemed to be dried by the wind and became dry and dilapidated.

There was another one. Crown had cold eyes and pounced on the last surviving Chimera.

The physical strength of these beasts was severely overdrawn, and their speed slowed down a lot. They were like meat targets and could not avoid his attacks at all.

He flapped his wings and pretended to rush towards the Chimera's driver.

Come on, my mount is exhausted, but I am in good condition. Herbert Les held the javelin and shield tightly in his hands, ready for battle.

The two chimeras were killed instantly, and he became more alert to the enemy.

Even though the mount's speed was greatly reduced, the toughness of his flesh and bones was not compromised. However, he was beheaded by the enemy with one sword, which was difficult for him to do even with his full-strength attack.

He held the shield across his chest, and when his opponent approached, he shouted loudly, stomped on the back of his mount, and struck the enemy with the shield in mid-air, while raising his arms, ready to wait for the enemy to make a move before launching a fatal blow.

The shield is just a feint. His forte is defense and counterattack. He blocks the enemy's attacks and waits for the opponent to leave an open goal. That's his chance.

Herbert knew very well that if his mount was also killed, he and his companions would become targets, and the time they spent falling in the air would not be easy.

If you have the courage, I'll be the first to send you off. Clown's eyes were as cold as ice, and he approached him immediately.

Time stops and the player spins around to get behind the enemy.

Herbert felt that his forward movement suddenly stopped. He was like an ant wrapped in sticky resin, losing the ability to move, and even the ability to think seemed to have left him.

When he regained his ability to move and think, he felt a sharp pain in his neck.

As Crown flashed behind the enemy, his breath of fire ran wildly, and after the charged attack was ready, he slashed at the enemy's neck.

The cultist has reached the silver level, so he must have defensive capabilities. His fire breath has elemental attack capabilities. Combined with his huge strength and charged attack, this blow is absolutely powerful.

The wrath of thunder seemed to be striking upon solid iron and stone. The tattoos on the enemy's body glowed fluorescently, blocking his attack.

He was not surprised. He activated time standstill again, raised his weapon and released a slashing wind, stabbing at the back of the enemy's head.

When time stands still, enemies are hit hard but are not deflected, taking full damage.

Currently, time can stand still and freeze the enemy for one-fifth of a second. This period of time is enough for him to swing seven or eight swords with all his strength.

Herbert maintained his attacking posture, but his defense was broken, his cervical vertebrae were fractured, and he was then beheaded with a sword.

At this moment, his mount had just turned half of its body, ready to meet its master, but what it saw was a flying head and blood shooting up into the sky.

Klauen smiled at Chimera, showing his sharp white teeth: "It's your turn."

There was no suspense, no struggle, the chimera also took the road, Klauen released his breath of fire, the wrath of thunder ignited a raging flame, and cut off its head.

The high temperature of the flames burned the wound to three-quarters cooked, preventing it from bleeding too much.

Aren't these people that strong?! Clown suppressed his pride, used the moonlight to replenish the spirit power of the time hourglass again, and then leisurely drank a bottle of No. 2 holy water.

Hehe, now that my health is back to full, I really don’t know how I will lose.

His rose-gold wings flapped, and he swooped down at the enemy wielding the blood-red long sword.

He did not spare his skills. When encountering an enemy, he would use his ultimate skill, stop time and use various secret techniques to kill the enemy instantly.

Afterwards, he replenished his status, and flew down slowly and leisurely, ready to deal with the last enemy.

He flew to a place more than fifty meters away from the enemy, parallel to the enemy, and then maintained the same falling speed as the enemy.

This man's soul light is the most dazzling, and he should be the strongest among them. He decided not to use time stop for the time being, and use other means to see how long it will take him to defeat the enemy.

With only one enemy left, he needed to assess how strong he was now.

Robert's mount was the first to be killed, and as he fell downwards he was keeping a close eye on the situation above.

When he saw his companions die tragically one after another, he knew that he would face the greatest challenge of his life.

He couldn't understand why the enemy still had so much strength and his movements were as fast as lightning. He didn't look like someone who had been flying for so long.

"Hehe, if you want to kill me, you must be prepared to be killed. I want to see how many times you can use your secret technique."

He saw his companions standing still in the face of the attack and realized that the enemy had some amazing secret technique, but he felt that such a powerful technique could not be used more than a few times.

Normally, this is true. The more powerful the ability, the greater the consumption. But Crown possesses something that others only dream of, such as the essence of the sun and the moon.

Sun essence can transform the body and purify pollution, while also instantly restoring physical strength without any side effects; moon essence can nourish the soul and instantly restore spiritual power.

The two men landed on the mountain at the same time. Crown stepped forward, leaving only a shallow mark on the snow.

There is no escape in Robert's dictionary. As the most powerful warrior in the Kurud tribe, he has his own pride.

Three silver warriors came out to chase him. If he couldn't sacrifice his companions with the blood of the enemy, what was the point of living? He would be ashamed.

"Blood and glory," Robert shouted in Kurdish with a pious tone.

At this time he put aside all distractions and prepared to fight with all his strength. Only the brave can win glory.

Robert raised his axe and charged forward without hesitation.

There was a little finger-sized gap on the axe blade, bloodstains on the bone-spur-like pattern, the axe spine was like saw teeth, and the axe handle was dark red, which was due to drinking the enemy's blood for a long time.

He is two meters tall and is one of the few warriors who survived the transformation of evil blood.

The Silver Warrior also has strengths and weaknesses. His strength and physical fitness are the strongest in the tribe, and his speed is also not a weakness.

His repeated victories gave him endless confidence.

Seeing the enemy's wild posture, Crown stepped hard, and the snow under his feet flew as he increased his speed and rushed forward again.

He used the Giant Bear Breathing Technique, and his somewhat frail body emitted a violent aura that was no weaker than that of his opponent.

Fight! Robert felt that the little man opposite him was like a giant northern bear running wildly, charging at him with thunderous steps, and roared in his heart: "Good!"

In this situation, whoever is cowardly will lose, and whoever is weak will die. This is his favorite way of fighting.

He desperately practiced his breathing technique, and the abundant energy and blood behind him condensed into a virtual image of a giant beast with fangs and roaring towards the sky.

The breathing method of the Kurud tribe was once famous throughout the entire continent. As a pure class of knights, they are undoubtedly the strongest.

It is rare to find a fourth-level silver warrior who can reach the point where his qi and blood can condense into a virtual image.

The vast majority of warriors advance to level five, and only when the concentration of silver blood reaches a sufficient level can they reach this level of strength.

In the history of the tribe, every fourth-level warrior who achieved the virtual image of blood and qi condensation left a brilliant mark in the long river of time.

The virtual image of Qi and blood condensing also gave him temporary superpowers, which could significantly enhance his resistance to various negative conditions.

He believed that as long as he could withstand the enemy's secret technique that could delay the opponent, he would win!

Crown didn't understand his opponent's thoughts. If he knew, he would definitely shout "As you wish".

Of course, when the critical moment comes, time has to stand still and be released.

I want to kill the enemy, the enemy wants to kill me, Kung Fu is horizontal and vertical, the right ones stand, the wrong ones fall down, only the living have the right to speak.

Therefore, he would not tie his own hands and feet. Standing still for time is also his ability. The reason why he did not use this BUG-level ability was that he wanted to try to kill this powerful enemy with his weapon. He wanted to let the soul-infused weapon, Thunder Fury, drink the blood of the powerful enemy.

The two figures, one tall and one short, collided fiercely. Robert chopped it down without any fancy moves, concentrating all his strength.

It may seem simple, but combined with his unparalleled strength and violent striking skills, this axe blow can decide life or death.

He did not take any defensive measures because there was no need. His skin membrane had been trained to be as hard as iron. The leather armor on his body could not withstand the blows as well as his skin membrane. The surging blood and energy could increase the toughness of his flesh and blood.

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

In addition, he believes that offense is the best defense.

Clown faced the axe light and the force of thunder and stabbed forward with his sword.

The shadow condensing behind the enemy did not affect his confidence at all.

Do you want to bet that I will hide? Then you will be disappointed!

He was slightly faster than his enemy, but the enemy was not much slower than him. Although his opponent had the advantage of height and long arms, the Thunderous Fury would definitely hit the enemy before the axe.

He understood that the enemy's defense would be difficult to break in a short period of time, but he was also confident in his own defense.

The silver-level membrane, the ultimate rock breathing method, the alloy armor, and the golden body protection are equivalent to stacking four layers of armor. If I'm afraid of you, I might as well go back and take a shower and go to bed.

Klauen adjusted his body slightly to avoid the axe's head. Even if he was hit, it would only hit his left shoulder blade.

At the same time, the thickness of the alloy armor on the left shoulder increased to three centimeters. The innermost layer was tin essence, which could also disperse the impact force. The thickness of the outermost golden light that protected the body was also condensed to half a finger thick.

"bite"

The wrath of thunder pierces the enemy, making a sound of metal clashing.

Damn, these barbarians are all pretty tough, and this guy is even more outrageous.

When Crown stabbed other enemies, he could still feel their skin sinking and deforming, but this enemy's skin didn't change at all.

"Bang"

The giant axe chopped on his shoulder, and golden light flickered, but the golden light shield that was so thick that he could withstand it all.

This. Wild Strike combined with Vertical Chop may seem simple, but the corresponding attack power is one of my strongest moves. I once split the head of a 4th-level northern giant bear with blood-condensed armor in half with an axe, but I couldn't break the enemy's defense? !

Robert had extremely rich combat experience, and his reputation as the number one warrior was achieved with blood. He swept through immediately.

Compared to other knights, I have the Golden Light Spell which can stimulate the vital energy and strengthen the source of life. The extreme Giant Bear Breathing Technique combined with this body makes me weaker than my opponent in strength. This is truly a natural supernatural power.

Clown's mind was as fast as lightning. He took advantage of the impact of the falling giant axe and squatted down with his neck tilted to avoid the enemy's horizontal blow. He didn't want to take the axe with his face.

Then he stepped out with his right foot, stood up while moving his body sideways, and spun around to slash horizontally.

The two men fought again, their weapons clashed, and the sound of killing was loud.

After testing, Robert determined that the battle could not be resolved instantly, and Clown judged that he could not win without continuous use of time stop, so both of them did not hold back and fought fiercely.

Ten minutes later.

I figured it out. Flying doesn't consume your physical strength. Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to fight me for so long. So let's see who has more physical strength! Robert let out a long roar, his voice sonorous and full of oppression.

Clown remained unmoved and transferred a drop of sun essence from his sea of ​​consciousness into his mouth.

Big guy, do you have as many resources as me? ! If we compete in consumption, you are a scumbag.

An hour passed and Robert became more and more anxious.

At the beginning, he had the advantage because of his greater strength. Now the enemy is still strong, but he is showing signs of fatigue.

He had clearly drunk a potion between fights that increased his stamina and improved his stamina recovery rate over a certain period of time, while his opponent had not taken anything, yet at this moment he was being beaten by his opponent.

No, if this continues, I will lose.

If you lose, you die.

Robert swung the giant axe vigorously to push away the enemy, then took out a blood-burning pill and immediately released his secret skills to fight in all directions. His body suddenly swelled up.

This secret technique is a status-based skill that consumes a lot of physical strength and increases physical attributes in a short period of time. He is going to fight for his life.

If you fail, you will die.

The effect of the Blood Burning Pill lasts for half an hour, but the release of Bloody Battle in All Directions consumes a lot of physical strength. He does not have half an hour and must defeat his opponent within a limited time period.

Seeing the enemy's actions, Crown released the Fire Spirit Transformation and then drank another drop of Sun Essence.

His body also swelled, and as the hot spiritual liquid transformed from the essence of the sun flowed into his stomach, his physical strength was completely restored.

"kill!"

The two men shouted the same words in different languages ​​and fought wildly. Twenty minutes later, Robert felt waves of weakness.

His skin was covered with scars, with flesh and blood turned inside out at every wound. His physical strength and blood power were severely depleted, and his skin and flesh had lost their proper defense.

“Too slow, too slow”

Crown moved at a brisk pace, showing no sign of fatigue, and overwhelmed the enemy.

He suddenly took a step forward and leaped up, then he swung his sword in his backhand and chopped off the opponent's head.

The headless corpse swung the axe and fell to the ground in a spin.

The surging blood was like a river bursting its banks, flowing out, with silver spots flashing in the red.

There was a golden glow on Crown's skin, without a single wound; his opponent had been completely defeated.

"It took several years of accumulation to get to where you are today. You didn't lose unfairly. I have achieved what I have today because I spent the time others would spend drinking on my hard work."

He spoke softly and immediately took out a rune crystal bottle from his storage ring.

The silver blood of two people has been wasted, and this one cannot be wasted again.

(End of this chapter)