Chapter 801

Yes, I know.

I knew it from the beginning.

Cooperate in action, contain the enemy's target and interfere with the enemy's attention... These are Lord Loren's excuses.

From the beginning, he planned to fight alone.

"Lucian, stop --!"

The cry from behind made the gray pupil boy's footsteps slow; Trembling body, forcibly restrain their impulse to turn back.

The hands holding the sword made more effort.

Looking ahead, the roaring chakar opened his bloody mouth, deafening; The tentacles all over the sky rushed towards themselves like a group of Python.

Step by step, step by step... In chakar's crazy roar, the gray pupil boy rushed straight ahead. Under the dark blue hair tip swept by the wind, a pair of gray blue eyes were cold to no emotion.

The next second, countless tentacles shrouded his vision, but Lucian still didn't mean to stop at all; He rushed forward without hesitation and rushed to the monster ready to tear him to pieces.

"Boom --!!!"

At the moment when he was about to touch, the "group of Python" in front of him suddenly burst into a dazzling golden red. The roaring fire instantly occupied his vision and burned the tentacles in the front road.

This is... Turin fire?!

The stench of pus and the burning smell of rotten meat filled his nose, and the shocked Lucian watched his tentacles turn into ashes in front of him.

Just shocked for a moment, the gray pupil boy with cold eyes waved two sharp blades and rushed into the sea of fire.

Bang -!

The flames separated from the center, and the thin figure rushed out of the sea of fire; The two sharp blades pulled the dancing fire and roared and continued to rush at the crazy roaring chakar.

"Lucian?!"

The roar of fear came from behind again.

"I can!"

Gritting his teeth, the gray pupil boy with angry eyes roared:

"I can kill him!"

The running figure is like a flying wind, and nothing can stop his steps.

Lord Loren... Has a very "special" pride.

In most cases, he will not take other people's lives seriously, nor will he take his own life seriously; He can risk his life for an idea and fight an enemy he can't imagine;

It seems that this life is just a dream for him.

But... As long as he is recognized as a "friend", he will give all his protection and care nothing about each other's views; Those excuses and lies are more like what he said to himself.

The grey pupil boy suddenly looked up and saw countless tentacles spit out from chakar's open mouth.

While running wildly, his eyes glanced slightly behind him. The figure that had been entangled by countless tentacles was still anxiously looking at himself.

Only by killing chakar, or the body of an evil god, can more than 50000 bainboy coalition troops safely retreat from the battlefield, otherwise no one can leave.

Or even if you can't kill him, as long as you can hold chakar's attention; If we win enough time for the army, we can successfully evacuate.

Then even if they die, the empire can take over;

Lord Loren, he knows this very well... If he wins, it's needless to say;

He was the only one who lost.

But Lord Loren, I also have my pride.

Watching you lose this kind of thing, I... Absolutely can't accept it!

There are only thirty steps left from where he is standing to chakar.

Thirty steps... Just a charge.

The tentacles poured out of chakar's mouth and rushed relentlessly towards the shadow of the gray pupil boy from all the angles and directions visible to the naked eye.

Lucian didn't choose to dodge, but rushed forward directly.

"Poof --!"

The gun of the dragon knight in the left hand is a backhand sword, which directly splits the tentacle that pours on his face door from the middle!

With the help of this moment's "leisure", the grey pupil on the side of the boy's figure, can avoid two tentacles, and the short sword of his right hand has been fiercely chopped down.

The gathered tentacles gradually encroached on his whole vision, and Kenben couldn't see the direction ahead.

But thirty steps... Don't have to see so clearly.

The goal is right in front of you!

"Poof --!"

The tentacles penetrated by the dagger were still struggling with violent convulsions, and gray blue pus splashed from the wound; The grey pupil boy just took advantage of the situation to block the "Python" coming from the front. His left hand took the opportunity to fall with a sword and cut off the tentacle wrapped around his ankle.

In the face of hundreds of "obstacles", the gray pupil boy who dances on his shoulders constantly moves, turns, dodges and rolls

Use all means, all methods, in the overwhelming tentacles to kill a blood path!

Almost, chakar... He's right ahead!

Rush over and kill him, and you can help Lord Loren end the war, the chaotic, cruel and absurd war!

"Poof --!"

Pierced the last one, rushed to his tentacle, and then cut off with a backhand sword; Up and down, stained with a thick layer of pus, Lucian finally stood in front of chacarl.

And... Twenty steps.

The grey pupil boy with indifferent expression stepped forward and stared at the ferocious face.

"Loren... Turin -!!!"

Roaring angrily, chakar's expression became more and more crazy, and even... Showed a trace of fear.

Yes, you should be afraid.

You killed so many innocent soldiers, so many boys, Bynes, dwarves and your centaurs... Even their bodies were forcibly occupied by you and became a part of your ugly body.

Now I come to avenge them, you

Shouldn't you be afraid?

"Go! Die -!!!"

In the roar, the running gray pupil boy looked ferocious and rushed forward to chakar's roaring head.

Countless tentacles rushed at him from above, behind, left and right, in front of him.

At that moment, the serpentine Rune on the back of Lucian's neck "burned" again.

Countless messages poured into his mind, and everything he saw was dissected and analyzed; The body seems to have consciousness without thinking. More than 100 schemes have emerged automatically.

And when you make a decision, your limbs and body will naturally move according to your choice.

Without reservation, Lucian chose the most direct method.

Rush over... Don't dodge, hit hard, and use the Dragon Knight's gun from the front through chakal's head.

The indifferent pupil suddenly shrinks, emitting a cold and piercing killing intention; The thin body turned into the shadow of the raid.

The bone spurs suddenly came out and tore open the armor of the grey pupil boy;

The tentacle that Kankan slipped through his arm left a wound;

The ground rotten meat cut off turned into meat sauce under his feet;

The tip of the tentacle did not touch his eyes, but pulled off the dark blue sideburns;

With a heavy blow on the back, he took advantage of the bleeding corner of his mouth to roll and avoid the swing towards his chest;

The gray pupil boy, bruised from head to foot, rushed through the short and long twenty steps in only one breath;

He doesn't care about his injury, but is sprinting desperately; The right hand short sword cut off the tentacles coming from behind; The Dragon Knight's gun in his left hand is held back and held high above his head.

"Loren... Turin -!!!"

"Go! Die -!!!"

Two roars sounded at the same time.

And the moment the Dragon Knight's gun was about to be stabbed into chakal's head

"Poof --!"

A tiny tentacle burst out of chakar's pupil.

Through Lucian's sword holding left hand.

The gray pupil boy's mind is momentarily blank; After hesitating for a second, he raised the short sword of his right hand and waved it to his tentacle.

But it's too late.

The tentacle from chakar's mouth had wrapped around his right wrist.

Then left leg, right leg, trunk, neck

From head to foot, it is tightly wrapped by countless tentacles.

"Lucian --!!!"

The roar of tearing heart and cracking lung sounded vaguely from the side of the ear.

It's Lord Loren's voice.

I... I failed. I'm dying, aren't I?

The grey pupil boy who can't move is still struggling stubbornly... But he knows in his heart that it's just a dying struggle.

Eyes, powerless and slowly closed.

Prepare for your destiny.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

At that moment, the sudden loud noise in his ears made Lucian suddenly open his eyes.

Is that... Thunder?

No, no, I seem to have heard similar voices before; In duanjie mountain, in Glacier wasteland... Dragon King City!

He finally remembered.

The body entangled by death suddenly trembled, and the gray pupil boy tried his best to look up.

The next second, the thunder mixed with the wind blew again on the dome.

The billow of air and the roaring wind swept the whole battlefield with unparalleled power!

Not far from the battlefield, the little wizard helped the dying master asamai. Both of them couldn't help raising their heads. Ayn desperately opened her eyes, as if she couldn't believe it; Halin van achamay, who sighed, finally breathed a long sigh of relief and closed his eyes happily.

It's over. It's all over.

Between the clouds, a huge figure without words appeared in front of him; It swept through the sky and roared down from the sky.

Scales like silver, wings like clouds, huff and puff like wind

Black wings cover the sky;

Summer thunder, deafening!

After seeing what was in front of him, Lucian, who was wrapped up in tentacles, widened his eyes and trembled.

The strong wind mixed with thunder roared across the battlefield, splashing dust and countless flying sand and stones!

Under the fierce wind, chakar, who was unstable, roared wildly, as if he was proclaiming his strength with this terrible roar.

The next moment, more clear thunder resounded through the world.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

In the thunder, strong air pressure came to my face; Even the fat body of the evil god's body trembled, and the gray blue pus splashed out from the meat bag on the body, just like a meat pie that was about to be crushed.

At the same time, the huge shadow in the sky became clearer and clearer.

Slender wings, huge and narrow head, streamlined body, sharp blade and spear like claws and teeth... And the iconic and frightening threat.

Dragon... Milaxis!

Shaky in the strong wind, chakar roared up to the sky, but the fear in the roar... Became more and more obvious.

In the roar, four huge tentacles suddenly stood up straight and stabbed towards the shadow.

"Poof!!!!!!" the flesh and blood tore, and the sound of bone and flesh separation sounded.

At the next moment, I could not touch the four tentacles of the shadow, which were hit, ravaged and torn by the roaring wind pressure... Turned into countless fragments in mid air.

Broken meat and pus poured down like rain and scattered on the battlefield.

"Loren... Turin -!!!"

Looking at the approaching shadow, chakar's roar became more and more crazy; Like a beast about to die, making a final struggle.

"Boom --!!!"

As the shadow falls, the roaring wind follows; The strong impact force is like a real wall, constantly colliding and squeezing against the ground.

The strong wind made Loren standing on the body of the evil god unable to even stand firm. Relying on the "dawn" sword fixed on the body, he would not be thrown from a height of more than 30 meters!

Desperately opening his eyes, Lucian and the black haired wizard saw that the dragon's claws had stuck chakal's head; The sharp tip of his claws pierced directly into the flesh.

Chakar wailed bitterly between his claws; The powerful dragon claw directly broke his neck, and the sound of flesh and blood friction and skin separation was extremely harsh.

The next second, thunder roared!

"Boom --!"

They only felt a sudden shock under their feet, and the whole evil spirit body was forcibly lifted from the ground, and then fell down.

When he looked up again, chakar's head had disappeared; In the original position of the head, there was only a huge hole composed of rotten meat and gushing pus.

The waving tentacles fell to the ground feebly and fell heavily on the ground, rolling up large tracts of smoke and dust.

The flying dragon has disappeared.

No!

Immediately aware of what, Loren clenched his teeth and grabbed the moment when chacarl's tentacle was released, he grabbed Lucian, who was still stunned, and jumped directly from the edge.

"Lucian, hold on to me!" as he ran, Loren roared behind him, "don't look back, let alone bite off your tongue!"

Huh?

This sentence... Why is it so familiar?

But before he woke up, the wizard with his black hair on his back jumped down. With the inertia of his jump, the dawn sword clenched in his right hand left a long sword mark on the body of the evil god from top to bottom.

The two men's figure fell rapidly, and they didn't fall apart by the friction between the sword blade and the body of the evil god.

In the roaring wind, he fell from a height of more than 30 meters, raised his head, and the dark pupils expanded infinitely.

The world... Is infinitely slowed down at this moment.

At his feet, there was a messy battlefield full of corpses;

Overhead, there are tentacles waving wildly by chakar;

The roaring dragon from the sky opened its mouth.

The dazzling fire devoured everything.