Dust of History Chapter 47:

The battle spear in the hands of the temple knight has been bent, and the tiger's mouth is oozing blood. He resisted the arrow, but the huge impact smashed his chaotic fighting spirit and momentum due to the shock of his mind, and he was even more angry. It was knocked back and flew back, but fortunately, this pure force did not cause much damage.

At this time, the swords of the other two temple knights had already reached the red-haired woman. Although the murderous aura had been weakened a lot due to the chaos just now, it was the blow of two temple knights after all. , the lethality of these two swords will not be much weaker than the Tauren's giant axe.

The red-haired woman was coughing, although there was already anger and killing intent in her yellow eyes, but after the roar, her expression became even more sluggish. But she stretched out her two fists to meet the two temple knights in such a sluggish spirit.

No matter how short the sword is, the temple knight's arm is definitely longer than this woman's fist, not to mention these two magical long swords that are originally more than one meter long. The two temple knights did not waver in the slightest and kept stabbing at the woman. Before the red-haired woman's fist hit them, the two swords were enough to stab her through.

But they immediately saw the woman's fist continuously enlarged in front of them. Then there were two bumping sounds, the magnified fist hit their chests, the Glorious Armor sank slightly into two big holes, and the two temple knights were sent flying out at the same time.

The enlargement of this fist is not the visual effect of the temple knights before being hit, but this fist has indeed become bigger, not only bigger, but also longer. Only in this way can the two temple knights be hit in front of the long sword. The two hands of the red-haired woman have become thicker and longer as she swung them out, and the tight black leather armor on them has become a piece of black scales covering all the skin. It's just that these two arms knocked away the two temple knights and left two usual scars, the black scales turned up, revealing **** flesh and blood. The moment the temple knights were hit, they changed their straight stabs to horizontal cuts. Although the black scales and flesh on the arms were extremely tough, the magic long sword infused with fighting spirit could cut even steel.

It's not just the arm that has changed, but the red-haired woman is gone. There is only a huge black body that is rapidly expanding.

The black scales are like ten thousand years of black iron, emitting a dark and bright color, covering the huge and slender body. On the back is a pair of huge fleshy wings, ferocious, but more majestic, like a crocodile head, with a pair of giant yellow eyes exuding the aura of overlooking all creatures.

"Morrill." The tauren priests behind all uttered the same roar. Although they had already guessed this strange redhead

The real face of the woman, but after seeing the real face of this huge body with her own eyes, the shock from the heart still couldn't help but roar out.

This is the patron saint of the black elves, the most powerful creature of Negan, and the master behind it, the black dragon Moliel.

It is said that there were many such powerful creatures in ancient times, but now, she is the only dragon that can really exist on the entire continent. She may be the most powerful creature on this continent.

But now the most powerful creature's eyes, which could have looked down on all other beings, showed fright and anger, not just because of the injuries on her two front paws. Also because she saw a sword, a huge sword made of pure white light.

Before the Templar Knight who had just been knocked into the air hadn't landed, a huge lightsaber that looked like a cross had already stabbed Morrill who had just recovered from a human form into a dragon body. In the center of the huge sword is the figure of the paladin Lancelot. This huge sword is a blow that condenses all his fighting spirit and strength.

Every arrow shot by Wellsky was just a prelude, and then the joint attack of the three temple knights was just a cutscene, and Lancelot's full-strike Holy Light Cross Sword was the real killer.

The cooperation between the temple knights no longer required words and arrangements. When the red-haired woman in the form of Morrill flew back. They will know how to attack in order to achieve the best and deadliest effect.

Wilsky's arrow and the joint strike of the three temple knights are nothing but means to consume the opponent. They knew who the opponent was facing, and knew that no matter how hard they hit, it would not be really effective, so all they could do was lay the groundwork. The strongest blow was naturally made by the strongest Lancelot. Hit last.

All tauren priests closed their eyes. Cover your ears. The white light on the holy light cross sword was dazzling, and the sound made them mistakenly think that the cave had been smashed to pieces by the huge lightsaber.

The huge black body hadn't recovered from the sudden change just now, and the two parrying attacks in between had pushed her physical strength to the limit.

A strange dragon chant came out from Morrill's dragon mouth. Although it was only one sound, it seemed to be the superposition of countless small syllables. Following this sound, an ice wall, a soil wall, and a wall of fire and a barrier surrounded by pure electric light superimposed instantly appeared in midair, blocking the holy light cross sword that was galloping. At the same time, several thick lightning bolts and ice spikes also greeted the paladin.

Earth, water, fire, and wind, the four elemental demons, can emit them at the same time with just a soft groan. Although this is not a very advanced magic, it is enough for any magician in the mainland to see this scene. Stay for half a day, and then go back and start studying the basic theory of magic again.

But this masterpiece, which can make any magician ashamed, has no effect at this time. Whether it is lightning or ice spikes, it completely dissipates when it hits the periphery of the lightsaber. The four superimposed barriers of different elements Like thin glass, it was shattered in front of the sharpness of the lightsaber.

There was a click, and the dark red blood erupted like a torrent under the pure white holy light, and then a mournful dragon chant almost used to penetrate the entire underground world of Negan.

Talis was still tightly hugging Ai Yimei in her arms, the fluorescent light shone on her face, her expression was alternately angry and ferocious, and sometimes blank and confused. Her long hair was disheveled, and her clothes were only scattered around her body, without any of her usual heroic appearance.

Aiyimei curled up in Talis's arms like a kitten, biting her lips lightly, her big eyes flickering with a confused and weird expression. She was smart enough to see what had just happened. Although it was hard for her to believe it, she was also reluctant to believe it.

Not long after Asa left, the vibrations on the ground and the fluctuations of the big elements below have stopped. Except for the strange warmth that is still radiating from the ground, everything here has returned to its original calm, and the river is rushing. The sound became the only sound. The two just hugged each other motionlessly.

Suddenly, a loud moan came from the depths of the ground. Although it was extremely mournful, it could not conceal the majesty and majesty, but it directly awakened the two of them.

"What happened? What kind of voice is this?" Ai Yimei trembled with fear. There was a strange deterrent force in this voice, shaking her sensitive nerves.

Talis also woke up from the trance. She looked in the direction of the sound, hesitated for a moment, then looked at Aimei in her arms, and said, "Let's get out of here quickly."

"But brother Asa..." Ai Yimei also looked towards the direction where the voice came from, which was the direction Asa left.

A strange look flashed across Talis's face, and then she said dumbly: "Don't pay attention to him, now there are weird things everywhere here, maybe there is danger, I have to take you away."

Ai Yimei hesitated for a while, as if she didn't know what to say, suddenly her eyes fell on Sun Yuanyuan's ground, and she said in surprise: "Hey, sister, what do you think is that?"

It seems that it was caused by the strange vibration and elemental fluctuation just now. A large piece of the ground there sank down, and there was a big crack in the center, as if there was fire coming out from below. When the two walked to the crack, they could still hear the faint voices coming from below.

It turns out that the bottom here is not a solid rock formation, but a larger cave space separated by a strange rock wall, and judging from the sound ~IndoMTL.com~ this bottom seems to be much more lively than here up. It's just that the two of them were beside the river together and were out of their minds, so they didn't notice it.

"Stop him, stop him quickly." High Priest Tima lost his usual composure when he saw the temple knight and the scroll in his hand, and yelled.

There was no need for him to shout, at the same time he found the temple knight, a ray of light as thick as an arm burst out from the pupil of the beholder leader's giant eye and shot towards the temple knight on the rock wall.

The scroll in the hands of the temple knights hadn't had time to unfold. When they saw the huge pupils of the beholder looking at him, they had to jump up and get out of the way. a big hole.

"Don't let him use that scroll, it's the light-type forbidden curse purgatory heaven." The resonant voice of the High Priest Tima spread throughout the battlefield, even many tauren and black elves who were jealously fighting They all froze.

It was just a trace of magical fluctuations that leaked out when the scroll was about to unfold, and High Priest Tima already understood what it was. Two hundred years ago, during the battle between Nigan and the church, there was such a forbidden curse Jucan that turned tens of thousands of Nigan's troops into ashes. Tima, who was not a high priest at that time, had witnessed the power of the monstrous white flame, and he would never forget the magical wave that destroyed everything.