Dust of History Chapter 58:

Morlier smiled, as if her face was too sharp, this smile was not at all amiable, but looked aggressive.

"I said, I saved me twice, and I will definitely thank you." Morrill's smile became bigger, but there was still no kindness at all, only aggressive majesty. "Tell me, what is your last wish in this world? As a thank you, I will try my best to fulfill your last wish."

"Last wish? What do you mean by asking that?" Asa was stunned.

"What do you mean? Of course it means I'm going to kill you." Morrill looked at him, and there was still no murderous look in her eyes, but Asa felt that she was definitely not joking. Having gone through so many ups and downs, in terms of nerve toughness and heart, he is definitely not a person who makes a fuss, and it is even difficult for him to be surprised by anything. But now his mind is completely empty and chaotic.

In fact, no matter who encounters such a situation, it is impossible not to be surprised. A dragon who was not only saved by himself, but also helped a lot, the first thing after recovering seemed to be to kill him.

"Morrill, please be clear, the ones who dealt with you are several Templar knights just now, they are Celeste's people, and they have nothing to do with me..." Asa stepped back, all he could say was that he hoped it was just a Inexplicable misunderstanding.

Although this looks like a woman, Asa can be sure that she is not much better than a chicken in front of her now. Lancelot was able to lead the Temple Knights to injure him severely, and Asa was sure that it was because of her weakness. Now the seal has been fully replenished, although it cannot be said that she has fully recovered. But even if Lancelot can lead the Templar Knights back to stand on the same front as Asa, the result will be the same.

"Of course I know very well. You don't need to remind me. Don't worry. I won't forget the accounts of several guys. After killing you, I can accumulate strength and go out for a while. I heard that Glorious Castle is the most magnificent in the mainland today. I have always been curious about whether I can raze Haoli to the ground in half a day..."

Although Molier's expression froze when talking about the Templar Knights, and her anger and murderous intent leaked out a bit, their eyes and words were still clear, which showed that she was sober. She knew exactly what she was going to do. Asa is backing away. She is heading towards Asa.

With two whoops, Silica and Rodhart, who were eating the corpse, suddenly rose from the ground and rushed towards Morrill's back. But Molier just turned around, and in the blink of an eye, their forward figures turned into backward flying.

With two loud bangs, the bodies of Silika and Rod Hart flew back upside down and hit two depressions on the rock wall. Their originally broken bodies were even more distorted like cockroaches that had been squeezed severely. He could only continue slowly wriggling his shapeless limbs in an attempt to regain his mobility.

Although the movement of Silica who rushed over just now was a little crooked, his fist was already covered with a layer of blood-red fighting spirit, while Rod Hart picked up the long sword of the temple knight, and his scorched body Completely shrouded in a snow-white sword light. The sword shadows all over the sky came from the hands of a charred zombie. If ninety-nine percent of the swordsmen in the mainland saw this scene, they would never hold swords again.

The martial skills of these two people have not weakened in the slightest compared to before they were alive. Asa knew that even if he and Lancelot faced such two people, they had to spend all their energy to deal with them. But Morrill just turned around, kicked out, and the two of them flew out.

Molier's movements are very simple. It's so simple, it's like kicking two balls. It's just that this extremely simple movement is also extremely powerful and extremely fast, neither Xilica nor Rod Hart's sword has any effect. People flew out.

Pure and direct movements, exactly like Gru. It's just that this black dragon transformed woman doesn't have the fighting spirit to be stronger and faster than Gru.

Just as Rod Hart and Silica stood up to attack, Morrill turned around and kicked them away. Asa had already raised his knife in his hand. Dou Qi and murderous Qi have been condensed, this is out of fighting instinct.

But this knife still didn't cut out after all. Because Asa knew that even if Molier's turn was indeed a flaw, this knife could indeed hit him, but once he hit him, he would be the only one who died.

Although she looks like a woman, her real body is a giant dragon. This knife can only hurt at most and it won't be too serious. It is impossible to kill her. And once injured, the rest of the situation may really be out of control.

"Lord Morier, please explain why..." Asa was still retreating.

"Go ask Archibald."

When Asa heard these words, he saw Morrill's fist that didn't seem to be too powerful hit him. Even in his eyes, this fist became a phantom because of its speed. At this speed, he can't dodge, at most he can only block. He crossed his hands, condensed his fighting spirit to protect his chest, and blocked.

Blocked. Morrill's punch hit Asa's crossed hands, where the battle energy was concentrated the strongest. The vindictiveness that was condensed into solid enough to withstand the blow of the ogre warrior was instantly dissipated. He could almost only hear the creaking and moaning of the arm bones. The arm was not broken, but the next moment he felt the muscles all over his body The bones appeared to be shattered.

There was a muffled sound. Asa hit the rock wall behind him. Compared with the two fear knights, Asa's collision was nothing in terms of momentum and strength. At least half of the strength of this punch had been neutralized by his first block, so he didn't smash his body into pieces like Silica and Rod Hart did, but he felt that he was already rotten.

How could this be? Asa could only barely piece together this sentence in his last consciousness. With this collision, he felt that his brain was shattered into dozens of pieces, and it seemed that some muscles and organs in other places were also shaken and mixed together.

The ruins of Othello are now completely silent.

The white flame of holy light has been completely extinguished, and there is not even a single corpse left on the battlefield washed by the flames. What remains are only ruins like tombstones. This black elf city not long ago is now as dead as a thousand Relics of years ago. Both the black elves and the tauren now have free time to clean up the battlefield.

In one corner of the ruins, a huge rock pile shattered suddenly. The figures of the Tauren High Priest and the Harpy Chief emerged from under the mound. At the moment when the flames of Purgatory and Paradise poured down, High Priest Tima used all his magic power to forcibly pull up a layer of rock shield on the surrounding ground, covering himself and Baolei together.

If it is other forbidden spells, this level of protection is no different from a layer of paper. Only the Holy Light Flame of Purgatory Paradise can melt armor, body and even any magical protection, but it has no lethality to rocks. High Priest Tima's refined earth magic just saved him a life in the sea of ​​flames.

Because the leader of the beholder was a little far away from the High Priest Tima, he couldn't hide in the shield in time. The magic shield condensed with spiritual power lasted only half an eye-span under the holy light flame of the forbidden curse, and turned into fly ash together with his ugly body with a half roar.

"The offal of the church..." Baoli Lei looked around at the dead silence, screamed hoarsely, and the scream echoed alone in the empty ruins. Although she can't see any corpses now, she saw with her own eyes many harpies screaming in panic before hiding in the rock shield of High Priest Tima, being drowned by the white waves falling from the sky, and then fell silent melt into it.

The number of harpies is already small, and this time the battle is almost full. At that time, if High Priest Tima hadn't given her a hand, she would have been so angry that she lost her mind and rushed towards the crack on the top of the cave facing the flames.

Bailey looked at Tima and screamed: "I have said that those humans are all treacherous maggots~IndoMTL.com~ Even the lowest caveman is more trustworthy than them. You just have to believe that red Yibi's nonsense, cooperate with them..."

"Enough." High Priest Tima roared loudly, and two flames almost burst out of the huge bull's eyes. His current mood was only worse, worse, and irritable than Basil Ray, and he could hardly help tearing the noisy harpies into two pieces.

But he can bear it, no matter how impulsive he is, he will not directly turn his impulse into action like ordinary bulls and calm down the situation. This is also the reason why he can lead the tauren to this point. The high priest took a deep breath , Said in a deep voice: "It doesn't matter."

"It doesn't matter?" Luo Lelei screamed, and she seemed to be unfair to other ways of speaking now besides screaming. She really didn't understand if it could be okay in this way, then what kind of relationship could be.

"I didn't expect Lancelot to come back secretly. This is my mistake. But I believe that this temple knight is just a **** left by them. Lancelot and other temple knights are indeed going Kill Moreel, you heard the dragon howl just now. As long as Morrill dies, Negan will be our world. The overall situation is settled, and some people are dead."