Chapter 1219

"Enzo --!"

At the moment of thunder roaring, Loren Kankan dodged the range of purple lightning bombardment, and snapped his fingers in the direction of the Dragon while being hit by the air wave.

Curse, die now.

The grey blue magic array opened in the pool of blood, and the blood soaked Silver Dragon roared like a wail. The huge body jumped out of thin air and spread its wings under the dome.

The sticky plasma was splashed in the air and scattered on the ground with the strong wind rolled up by the dragon's wings.

"Die now" from the demon hunter is the last counterattack spell. Even after countless improvements by Loren, it can not become a super spell of "full of blood in place".

Moreover, in the same semi disabled state, the black haired wizard can't use the most powerful "die now" - at most, that is, the life-saving straw before dying.

"Suppress him!"

[no need to say more!]

The broken dragon wings were opened, the roaring Silver Dragon swooped down from the sky, and the burning dragon flame gushed out of the open mouth and turned into a golden red light column to sweep away at the black cross.

Serliol, frowning, rolled up the black fog against the extinction column and calmly retreated.

He has penetrated the dark haired wizard's plan and forced himself to retreat in order to take the opportunity to launch a surprise attack from behind and make himself overwhelmed

"Dang --!"

Almost at the moment of thinking, the black fog rolled up by raising his hand collided with the "dawn" of the broken sword.

At the moment when seryol turned back, sparks flashed in front of him, reflecting Loren's Obsidian eyes.

Those are... Hunter eyes.

"Pa."

This is also a trap!

At the moment when Loren snapped his fingers, serliol, who suddenly woke up, immediately opened his defense, but he was still half a step short.

Curse, rock will.

The moment when the twelve stone cones pierced from the ash desert, they collided with the black fog around the black cross; He did not stop him, but only delayed serliol's action for a moment at most.

But this moment was enough for the silver dragon that tore open the flame and swooped down.

"Boom --!!"

In the deafening sound, the landing dragon shook the earth, and the blast swallowed up the huge body and the figure of the black cross.

In the strong wind, the black haired wizard holding his body with a broken sword did not move and stared at the center of the explosion.

Although he does not expect to defeat the black cross with one blow, he can never bear the sacrifice impact of a giant dragon with an entity; If you don't get killed, at least you have to be hit hard.

... probably?

"Boom... Boom... Boom..."

At the moment when the thunder sounded, Loren with wide eyes looked up at the sky.

The next second, purple lightning fell from the sky.

"Boom --!!"

The moment the lightning fell, there was a smell of burning smell in the air.

Loren Turin... Standing intact.

With wide eyes, he stared at the body of the silver dragon in front of him at the last moment.

No scream, no wail, the Dragon King of Jufeng mountain silently withstood the strongest attack of the black cross.

Lightning and thunder all over the sky, constantly falling on the huge body like secret silver.

The indestructible silver scale is crushed, the skin and flesh become coke, the wound is constantly torn, healed, and then torn again... Mixed with endless blood and water, it burns in the flame together with the flesh and bones.

The flame was burning, and the thunder all over the sky never stopped for a moment; The silver dragon who silently bears all this, from beginning to end

be a tower of strength and be justly proud of it.

Just a few seconds, as long as a century.

[man, fight!]

Enzo's roar sounded in Loren's ear.

[fight to... The end!]

"Boom --!!"

Roaring, the trembling ground rolled up a storm full of ashes again.

Among the ashes flying all over the sky, a thin and haggard figure came from the Bank of the fallen dragon.

The ragged robe was soaked with blood and turned dark red, leaving a trail of blood behind. The left arm was twisted out of shape, and even the pace of walking was staggering.

Obviously, the injury suffered by serlior with distorted expression is not much worse than his hysterical anger.

Only eyes... Those crazy and indifferent eyes are the same as just now.

Standing still, the black haired wizard's expression remained unchanged.

"Why?"

Staggering forward, seryol's voice was calm and crazy: "because it can't be done, right?"

Loren gave a slight shock.

"Yes... You use the power of Two Holy Grails, coupled with your Alien identity and the characteristics of integrating spirit and material, you barely open the third valve - there is an essential gap between you and me!"

"Now, I'm afraid you should try your best just to maintain the balance between yourself and the power of emptiness, so that you won't die because of losing your heart; where is there any surplus power to fight me?" serlior said coldly:

"The nine pointed star with infinite possibilities... Is that all?"

The dark haired wizard, who was silent and bowed his head, seemed to be silently admitting this fact.

How is that possible?

Call -————————

The stunned black cross looked at the void reaction that suddenly began to expand from Loren and spread around at an unimaginable speed.

"Listen to me..."

Standing up trembling and desperately gambling on the last bit of strength, Loren raised the broken sword "dawn", and the only "dragon teeth" at the tip of the gun also recovered the original body of the gun with the raised left hand.

"I will never... Stop in this... Place!"

"The nine pointed star of infinite possibility will not... Stop in such a place!"

Straight waist, left hand "dragon teeth", right hand "dawn" black haired wizard raised his mouth, gray blue fire lit his whole body.

The color of amazement flashed, and there was only cold sadness on the black cross's face.

Release the empty power of maintaining balance... Even if he defeats himself, how much power does the stranger have to integrate his will into the whole world?

If so, the end of Yan's destruction is still inevitable, and the doomsday he foresees will still come.

So... Loren Turin, let me see;

Your "no impossible"!

"Boom!"

Even if he had done his best, the "dawn" of the broken sword was stopped by the black fog rolled up by serliol; At the moment when the roar sounded in his ears, the ferocious serlior manipulated Enzo's broken left arm with black fog, and the withered palm aimed at Loren's face.

The next second, the black light column hit.

"Grin -"

The spear "dragon teeth" was thrown out. At that moment, the "silent dream" opened at the tip of the spear was not enough to offset the extinction column, but it also made Loren escape from the attack range.

Loren, who had escaped the fatal blow, went straight into serliol's three steps; Locking the broken sword stabbed to the chest, the black cross with the most dignified expression also didn't retreat, but went straight up.

"Pa!"

At the moment before the success of the sneak attack, the sharp angle spear was cut to pieces by the black fog rolled up by serlior again; Seeing through the black cross of Loren's move, he held his right hand falsely, and a big black fog sword appeared in his hand.

"Dang -!!"

The broken sword collided with the big sword, and the flames torn by the sword awn and the black fog bloomed at the intersection of their lines of sight.

"This powerless slash... I'm afraid you've divided me in two instead of you before?" at the moment of the sharp blade collision, the ferocious serlior didn't forget to sneer:

"Bet on destroying the world, scum and your own life. When can you last?"

"Enough to kill you!"

The incessant convulsions in the corners of his mouth made Lauren tremble and sweat like a waterfall on his forehead. The pain of tearing his heart and lungs was becoming more and more obvious as the balance between physical and mental was broken - he could be pained to death by himself without complete relief.

He doesn't have much time.

Eckhart told his lesson. Isaac gave the best chance. Enzo, the silver dragon, blocked serliol's blow with all his strength... Anyway, Loren standing here is no longer fighting for himself.

Even for them, they have to die.

Under the crazy attack, serlior, who was also injured, began to lose his strength - this is the most serious consequence of materialization. The injury will seriously weaken his strength.

Even if it is not obvious every time, a little makes a lot, it is still a very terrible number!

From the other side's attack, Loren can also feel that serliol has also reached the stage of the lamp running dry... Or this description is not accurate, which is closer to his substantiated body.

Now the black cross is more vigilant to protect itself than to defeat itself; After being seriously injured by the sacrificial blow of the silver dragon Enzo, this vigilance is even stronger than at the beginning.

He is probably full of vigilance now. Can he repeat the scene of Isaac before?

Unknowingly, the war situation has changed from fighting each other regardless of life and death to a posture of one side continuing to attack madly and one side defending passively.

"Boom -"

Once again, Loren Kankan, waving the tip of the "dragon tooth" gun, flashed through the incoming light column, and the broken sword "dawn" that fought with the black fog sword easily opened the cut that could divide him in two in a smooth and indescribable posture.

Why?

In serlior's sight, Loren is dancing around himself. He can always catch the edge and avoid the attack that can kill him - if it can be interpreted as superb experience, hundreds of times

Then prove your strength in close combat, far below him!

The frightened seryol could no longer control the change of his expression.

Now I can barely stop his attack by relying on the gap between the strength of both sides, but

A mistake, as long as there is a mistake, if Loren catches the opportunity to cut off his head... He is forced to complete the substantiation of himself, and there is no possibility of counterattack, it will disappear!

Serlior's eyes shrouded in the fear of death flashed and became decisive in an instant.

"Boom --!!"

Without hesitation, the huge void force converged into a black light column in front of him. Within three steps, this Loren was enough to kill himself and roared at the figure of the black haired wizard.

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

The violent force of emptiness hit him head-on. Stunned, Loren stabbed the "dragon tooth" of his left hand, and didn't even have time to fully open the magic array.

"Clang!"

As expected, "dragon tooth" got rid of it.

The black haired wizard who had just returned like a mad dog seemed to be stunned because of this. The black cross who seized the opportunity swept the black fog sword in his hand and easily flew the broken sword "dawn" out.

The dying Loren Turin, now unarmed, stood motionless.

But serlior did not dare to relax his vigilance at all - the victory came so suddenly that he could not believe that this alien who has been entangled with himself until now and claims to turn the impossible into a possible one would die so decisively.

Curse, weapon, help... He must have some useless means, waiting for a fatal blow at his most relaxed moment!

Serlio seems to be able to predict... No, he sees what happens in the "future". While moving forward

Call————

The roar of tearing air sounded behind the black cross.

Suddenly looking back, Ayn Rand, holding the war bow, did not know when he had stood at the top of the hill, and the bow string in his hand was still shaking.

And the arrows she shot... The Dragon Knight's gun?!

Sure enough!

The black cross grinned, and the mocking smile spread on the ferocious face.

It's the same trick again... If I had focused all my attention on Loren at that moment, I'm afraid I've been pierced by the Dragon Knight's gun that can destroy all the forces of emptiness.

In the past, serlior certainly didn't care about this small injury, but it is enough to cause irreversible fatal injury to the black cross with "entity" now.

At the moment when he was about to be hit by the Dragon Knight's gun, serlior dodged the tip of the gun in time, but his cheek was cut.

Strangely, the little wizard could not see the despair of defeat on his face. He closed his eyes and collapsed with a smile.

"Poof!"

The sound of the sharp blade running through the flesh and blood sounded behind him... Judging from the sound, it should be that Loren, who was still in place, was hit by the Dragon Knight's gun he avoided... The more the smile on the corner of the black cross's mouth.

"Poof --!"

The smiling black cross shook all over.

Viscous, like pus mixed with blood... Uncontrollable overflow from the corners of the mouth.

Serlior looked down in disbelief - the "dawn" of the broken sword, or the blade broken by himself, came out from the center of his body.

"This... When on earth..."

The gushing plasma from his mouth interrupted his words, but could not interrupt his surprise.

All this was expected by the stranger... Loren Turin? Or was he just lucky enough to stand in the position of the broken sword when he lost his vigilance?

Was it my control of the void... The world... Lost to him?

A stranger who has nothing to do with the world?

The wide eyed black cross turned and looked behind him. The Dragon Knight's gun that pierced Lauren's shoulder had been pulled out and ran through his throat.

The dark pupils looked at him.

The bloody palm clung tightly to the gap of the broken sword.

The gray blue sword runs through the world.

"May emptiness... Be with you!!!!!"