bookcurios Chapter 311 Siege
Chapter 311 Siege
The three of them formed a siege, surrounding Xize in the middle.
Caesar had no intention of taking action first. He simply stretched out his hands, allowing himself to be bathed more in the Styx above his head.
Even if this drowns his sanity and turns him into a mad beast, it doesn't matter.
The crazier, the more fun!
Even though he was surrounded by three legendary beings and was facing their siege, Caesar did not take it seriously at all.
The sword in the hand of the swordsman named Clayman was accumulating power, and the aura spread throughout his body.
There was some kind of extremely exquisite aura emanating from him.
Legendary Power——【Ten Thousand Swords】
He loves the weapon in his hand very much. No matter what enemy he faces, he will always fight the enemy with the sword in his hand.
He believed that there was nothing that the sword in his hand could not do.
Everything in the world is explained by the sword!
This belief ran through his entire life, until he became a legend and his cultivation was unmatched, and the sword naturally became his power.
That is the ultimate sword.
No matter what it is, it is just nourishment for the long sword in his hand. He turns everything into aid for the sword in his hand, using every possible means.
Come on! Anything is fine! Swordsmanship! Strength! Magic! Dirty tricks! Rich combat experience! Anything is fine! As long as it can make the sword in your hand stronger and sharper!
As long as I defeat the guy in front of me and turn him into nourishment for the sword in my hand, I will definitely become stronger.
A two-handed sword, one black and one white.
[Light Emperor], [Dark Emperor].
He called the sword in his hand like this. It was his close family member and brother, and someone he cherished more than his own life.
As long as he holds the two swords, he can separate day and night and rule the world.
He is the dividing line between light and darkness!
Chunks of flesh kept growing out of the wounds on the corpse puppet that was neither human nor ghost. Its entire body underwent quite strange changes. The scarlet chunks of flesh squeezed against each other, and strong muscles appeared there.
Its body radiated a temperature hotter than magma, and billowed white smoke. Its size grew rapidly to hundreds of meters high as it emerged from the collapsed rocks.
There was no skin on his body, exposing all the redness.
Spiral horns grew on its head, resembling a dragon but not quite. These were magical organs transplanted from other monsters. Purple membrane wings like those of a demon grew on its back. At that moment, it looked more ferocious than the most hideous demon from the depths of hell.
"Roar!!!"
It roared angrily.
I had just been beaten like a sandbag by the human in front of me, and I didn't even have a chance to fight back. This was an enormous shame!
The devil-like body soared into the sky, and the mountain-like shadow was cast on the earth. Even if he simply swayed his body, he would stir up a strong wind that could blow down houses and extinguish wildfires.
In comparison, the demon snake transformed by Akhtar was the most low-key one. He just arched his body and looked ready to attack.
Just as the battle here was about to break out, at the same time on the other side.
"Are you still not done? Asshole!!"
The [Priest] let out angry curses, the sound was like a combination of humans and some kind of wild beast, ferocious and violent.
He roared from a distance, urging his colleagues over there.
You have to urge him, he is about to be beaten to death.
If it weren't for the fact that his body was special now, he might have died long ago.
The snake-like hair on his head was almost completely broken, and the few remaining strands were covered with scars.
Most of the important joints on his body were pierced with feather arrows. With every movement of his body, a strange liquid flowed out from there. Was it pus? A mixture of corrupted blood or joint fluid? It was hard to tell what it was.
There were burn marks all over his body, and there was a big hole in his abdomen. He had to protect it with his hands to prevent his internal organs from falling out.
I have to say, after becoming like this, his fighting ability has actually increased.
Otherwise, based on his previous physical condition, he would have been unable to move after suffering such an injury. However, this half-dead state allowed him to hold on for a long time and even blocked his sense of pain, allowing him to fight more calmly.
But these injuries did not have no impact on him.
All his magic power is stored in this body. The more damaged his body is, the less magic power he can mobilize.
If it weren't for his ability to restrain the elf in front of him, he would have been defeated long ago.
Whenever the elf in front of him tried to lock onto him, he would take the opportunity to activate his own racial magic. As long as their eyes met, Fudan would be controlled.
Fudan also understands this very well, and she will not give her opponent any chance.
But even without using her eyes, it would be easy to defeat the guy in front of her. It was just a matter of time. If she had to save some magic power to deal with special situations, she could even kill the guy in front of her in seconds.
【The Gaze of Hades】!!
Intense light emanated from his eyes, and everything he looked at turned pure white. Even the flames turned into stone statues and fell to the ground.
But this had no effect on Fudan. She shot out a feather arrow, which exploded in the air. The dark blue magic power turned into clouds, protecting her behind her. The white light could not penetrate at all.
From behind Fudan, a large fan-shaped area turned pale white, spreading out for hundreds of miles, but this had no effect on her. She turned around and shot out several feather arrows again, which turned into tens of thousands of light arrows that tracked towards the [Priest] and exploded violently after hitting them.
He and the snake-like hair on his head looked at the light arrows that were attacking his body, emitting a pale white light, as if to petrify those feather arrows.
However, many of the arrows were beyond his visual range. His eyes were simply unable to capture those arrows. Even though he could dodge some of them, there were still quite a few that slipped through the net and attacked his body, which was how he got injured.
He was almost blown bald.
"Stop rushing me, you piece of trash!" The [Priest] over there was about to be defeated, which the [Resurrected] had not expected.
He knew that the [Priest] was weak, but he didn't expect him to be this weak.
Has it been five minutes? He's almost gone before he's even tried his best.
Is it right to use resources to revive this guy?
But at this point, there is nothing we can do.
The [Book of Regret] in his hand kept flipping through it. Even though he had poured so much resentment into his body, he was still like a bottomless pit that could never be filled.
Why is this? ! !
Veins popped out on his forehead; he had already reached his limit.