Chapter 1045

This is not the first time that the dark haired wizard has fought with the evil god apostles - almost "the fourth time" if he insists.

For the first time, it was Francis in eboden, and the two were "missed";

The second time, when they went to the Dragon King City, faoda Loren, the apostle of the "dead" lemantes, joined hands with the "sword of oath" and managed to kill him with the help of Asriel.

The third time was chakar in the Centaur war, an unlucky man used by the "black cross" serlior.

Of course, the first and third of them should be the same - they are all controlled by the "black cross" serlior, and they are thrown out to fight themselves as cannon fodder and puppets.

Or... For evil gods, the existence of Apostles itself is something like puppets and "cannon fodder".

Descartes, the apostle of the last shadow, is the fourth, but it is also the one that can arouse Loren's "memory" most

"May the void... Be with you!"

With a strange smile, the black haired wizard waved the gray blue sword of "bright silver" and jumped at the roaring blood shadow.

Pooh!

Blood spatter... But not Loren's.

Mixed with a little red, gray and blue, the sword awn dances a fan in the air; Staring at the last shadow of the wound on his chest, the Apostle showed obvious amazement on his face, and even stopped in place because he was too surprised.

Missed it?

How is this possible?!

But it had no time to think about it. The black haired wizard had rushed within five steps, held the gray blue sword in his hand, and then chopped forward.

"Dang --!"

The sword awn collided with the long sickle, and the sparks bloomed in the cold wind.

The bright silver sword is not an entity, but the force of the void that constantly explodes... In the air that tears the eardrum, the dark red blood shadow was knocked out and scratched a long trace on the snow.

The stunned Earl of Glenville and the Legion soldiers stared at the flying figure - a few minutes ago, it was the devil who wantonly slaughtered the robes.

Now, he was "with a sword" by the Duke and flew out!

"Hoo... Hoo... Ha... Ha ha..."

The corpse like body trembled in a pool of blood, and the voice of the last shadow apostle was mixed with uncontrollable excitement.

"Funny, funny... You hurt me... I've been hurt for nearly 200 years... I don't know what it's like to be hurt for 200 years."

"The last one who hurt me seemed to be a holy cross running dog called the sword of oath... Unfortunately, I ate him for fear of the bastard's resurrection. Although it seems that he doesn't have a few years to live according to his age."

"You! Human!" ignoring the bleeding wound on his chest, the Apostle raised his head with a look of ecstasy, and his scarlet eyes stared at the black haired wizard with the raised sickle:

"Well done... A guy like you deserves the respect of the great end shadow apostle Descartes. I give you the qualification to drink blood, swallow meat and squeeze bones!"

"Cheer and rejoice, you will share the glory of the great four gods with me, witness the rebirth of the world in the ashes, and completely cut off the eternal reincarnation set by the Holy Cross!"

Its excited appearance seemed to be really happy for the black haired wizard.

Lorraine, leaning on his sword, just shrugged.

"There's so much nonsense."

At the next moment, the last shadow apostle disappeared from his place and attacked the black haired wizard with the roar of tearing the air, and the dark red blood shadow appeared on his head.

The sword awn waved and cut, but only a piece of spilled plasma was torn open; The black haired wizard still stood still and raised his head motionlessly, as if he had not recovered from the shock of hitting the air.

"In the back!"

The cry of Glenville, Earl of stormcastle, came.

"Too late!"

Almost at the moment when the voice fell, the last shadow apostle screamed behind Lauren.

The black haired wizard who responded immediately extended his right hand to the "dawn" sword inserted in the snow, but before he grasped it, the blood shadow flew into the air, and there was a wound on his arm.

Plasma splashed and the sickle raised high.

Poof!

It was the sound of a sharp blade through the flesh and blood, but the scythe of the last shadow apostle stopped in the air and didn't wave it.

The sudden sharp pain made the apostle of the last shadow tremble and suddenly opened his eyes - three stone cones stabbed out of the snow, two through his arms, and one stabbed into his trunk from his back and broke out of his chest.

High level spell, rock will.

"Ah, ah, ah --!!!"

The shrill scream shook the air like substance, and even the surrounding snow trembled; The garrison soldiers covered their ears and retreated one after another. Many people even stood still, with blood gushing from their ears and nose, and were shocked to death.

"Bang --!"

The violent sound trembled with the loud sound of tearing the air. The end shadow apostles broke free, and the three stone cones burst into pieces.

But at the moment he got up, the flying "dawn" sword fell from the sky and landed firmly in the hands of the black haired wizard.

Raise the sword, chop, chop -!

The moment the sword was waved, the blood shadow was divided into two.

But it's only divided into two - the "dawn" sword forged with secret silver does have the effect of damaging void creatures, but the premise is that it really hits the enemy; Therefore, in the face of enemies who can illusory or change their form, such as turning into liquid or gas to avoid attack, they are often easy to avoid.

Therefore, chopping is not Loren's purpose. It's the liquid that forces this guy to become a "plasma" shape.

Suddenly aware of something, the Apostle suddenly recovered part of the body of his head and looked at the black haired wizard who had opened and raised his left hand.

High level spell, Turin fire.

"Boom --!!!"

The fireball mixed with rolling black smoke suddenly appeared out of thin air, turning the surrounding snow into steam mixed with the rotten corpse demon "accidentally injured";

The last shadow apostle with black smoke was thrown out of the center of the explosion like a broken sack; After rolling for several meters in the snow, he barely stopped. His thin skin completely turned charcoal black, like a charred corpse.

When the flames dissipated, the black haired wizard held "bright silver" in his left hand and rushed to the end shadow apostles again.

The apostle of the last shadow, Descartes finally showed a trace of panic in his eyes.

Is this guy really human?!

Human beings, are they really so strong?!

A terrible memory that has not been experienced for a long time and has been completely suppressed without resistance is rapidly emerging from its mind. It took it hundreds of years to abandon it.

Actually... Will be awakened by a mere human.

"Dang --!"

The sickle sprayed with plasma blocked the edge of the "dawn" sword. This time, the last shadow apostle did not hurry to avoid the blood shadow, but stared at Loren's every move with his scarlet eyes, and the blood pot full of tusks screamed in the trembling air.

"Ah, ah, ah --!!!"

In the cracked air, the dark haired wizard immediately chose to slide to avoid; Almost at the same time, black thin lines stretched out from the scarlet eyes, gradually gushed out of the cheeks, then the neck, until they covered the whole body, and the corpse like body twitched violently.

"Deeply honored, human!"

"You will have the honor to witness the divine power of the great four gods and the immortal power given by the 'end shadow' who sanctions the world - from now on, your pitiful void reaction and poor imitation of the divine power will no longer cause even a little harm to me, the immortal Descartes!"

"You will be trampled, trampled and slaughtered by me!"

"You will praise with wailing, pray with fear, and worship with trembling!"

"Wait, I will use your last breath to the great four..."

Bang -!

Before he finished, the black haired wizard who rushed to the end shadow apostle had broken his head with a sword.

The Apostle who was shot in the head immediately turned into a blood shadow and roared at Loren from all directions.

The memory of the evil god apostle named "faoda" is like this, and so is this guy.

Are the evil gods and apostles in the North all talking?

Is it because there is no one to chat with them in the wilderness, so it's too lonely?

Well... It's possible.

With some malicious speculation, Loren backhanded set up the "dawn" sword to block the sickle wrapped in black light.

"Dang --!"

A whine came from the body of the sword forged with secret silver, but the blade of the black haired wizard's right hand had arrived as promised and attacked the head of the last shadow apostle again.

"Arrogant disciple, do you think the same move can hurt the great end shadow apostle the second time..."

Poof!

The invisible air waves gathered into a point, poked the head of the last shadow apostle again, and the blood shadows from all directions scattered on the ground.

High level spell, force impact.

Loren learned this from night watchman Edward - although he can't gather the force into a single shot like that guy, Loren can still do it the size of a dagger.

"Go to hell, human --"

The awakening of the power of evil gods did not even make the end shadow apostles have any more confidence, and even became more panic and uneasy than before - not only did they not win immediately, but they were still the side completely suppressed.

How is this possible... How is it possible?!

Why was it me who was trampled and trampled on?!

The wielding sickle completely lost its previous calmness and was easily parried by the black haired wizard. The "dawn" sword was held high again and penetrated into the body of the last shadow apostle.

The struggling last shadow apostle fought desperately. Before the sickle in his right hand could meet Loren's figure, a gray blue silver light flashed, and the sickle fell to the ground with his arm.

The crippled end shadow apostle was hung on the sword body of the "dawn" sword.

"Arrogant human beings dare to humiliate me like this?!"

In the plasma gushing room, the last shadow apostle was still howling madly. His scarlet eyes were staring at the expressionless black haired wizard. He wanted to resist, but he couldn't touch Loren's body:

"You're trying to annoy me, aren't you? Well, you succeeded. My anger is not something you can imagine!"

Poof!

The gray blue sword was waved and tore the eyes of the apostles of the last shadow.

"Do you think this can kill me and get rid of the fear of being stared at by the end shadow apostles? I tell you, you are wrong. I am the immortal end shadow apostle, Descartes! Even the most powerful oath knight a hundred years ago is only a piece of meat in my mouth, a piece of meat that can't be chewed!"

The broken body was thrown from the body of the "dawn" sword, and only half of the broken arm was cut off. Descartes rolled around in the snow like a piece of rotten meat, and was hit and flew into the air in the roaring light of the sword.

Limbs, wings, trunk... The corpse like end shadow apostles changed from rotten meat to blood gushing rotten meat, and their bodies turned into sprayed plasma one by one. The recovery speed could not even catch up with the speed of being cut off.

"Yes, release your wildness, let anger and hatred spread in your heart, and let you completely remember what you are? Beast! You... Human... You are a group of beasts, a group of beasts that are only worthy of being the food of Descartes!"

Although it was a dying body, Descartes was still frantically shouting: "it's useless! Even if you can kill me, the great terminator will still revive his pious and humble servant, and Lord Descartes will come back from the dead again!"

"Then you will know the cost of completely provoking me. What is it? You will regret it, I swear, you will regret it!"

"You will beg me to kill you and eat you! But I will never... I want you to watch the world turn into ashes, everything you cherish disappears in front of you, everything you desire becomes nothingness in front of you, and you will go crazy, collapse, cry, and then sincerely..."

Poof!

The "bright silver" of the black haired wizard's left hand smashed the lower jaw of the end shadow apostle, directly penetrated the whole head from its chin, and the gray blue sword awn protruded from the top of the head.

The corpse like body convulsed violently like an electric shock, and then was thrown to the ground by Loren.

The bulk of the body had long been cut to pieces, and the rest was a pool of unshaped rotten meat; The beach is in the snow, steaming.

In less than a second, the pool of flesh and blood "struggled" again, stretched out a head, unwilling to roar and scream.

That ferocious appearance... There is only a pool of invisible flesh and blood, but it still exudes a thrilling murderous spirit.

"Do you... Human... Think you can kill me... Descartes...?"

The black haired wizard stood in front of him expressionless, and his dark pupils looked down at his scarlet eyes as if they were breathing fire.

"No, I don't think it will kill you."

The grimace of Descartes's mouth immediately added a trace of joy, but the next second it became fear.

Around it, a huge magic array gradually emerged from the snow, and it was completely wrapped by the expanding force of the void.

"To deal with your existence that relies solely on the power of emptiness, simple 'killing' is meaningless, and you can still revive." Loren said coldly, releasing Liang Yin's left hand and raising it:

"So you have to do it in another way - for example, completely suppress your empty power."

"Fundamentally, erase your 'existence' in this world."

Pop!

Snap your fingers gently.

High level magic spell, silent dream.