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"Don't worry, I don't mean to blame you, not only that, I have to thank you for making the scene so lively."

Paul shook his head: "I don't want to ask this, I want to ask why you know that I notified those two about this."

Salvatore was taken aback.

"It turns out that this is it, you are early."

He grinned, revealing his snow-white teeth: "Of course it's because I already feel their breath!"

"…"

Paul cracked!

Chapter 377 Maybe I'm not a human, but you are a real dog

Why don't these godslayers play cards according to the routine!

He originally wanted to arrange the godslayers in batches according to the order in which they came, so as to avoid them meeting as much as possible, but who would have thought that the plan would have died before it even started!

You must know that there are more or less grudges between these godslayers.

Salvatore has snatched Marquis Vauban's prey, and the two oldest godslayers, Marquis Vauban and Wuxia King Luo Hao, are even more mortal enemies!

The reason is that Marquis Vauban once killed Zhu Rong, the most famous **** of fire in China!

Luo Hao is a person with profound traditional thoughts. She has always had zero tolerance for foreigners who touch the Chinese gods. Coupled with the unruly character of the Marquis of Vauban, the relationship between the two naturally became the current relationship.

I have to say that the difference between the gods in the godslayer and the FGO is quite big. Take John Smith as an example. Among the gods she killed is Tiamat, the goddess of creation of the ancient Babylonian god. Woolen cloth!

If this is Ti Ma in FGO, even if she exhausts herself to death, she will not be able to succeed in killing the gods. Without Wang Hassan's sword that gave up the title, Ti Ma would not even have the concept of death!

Paul felt very desperate. These godslayers were not good things one by one, but now they get together like this, even if they were all right, something will happen now!

"Master Salvatore, do you know where the other two 'kings' are now?"

"I know, but I know..." Salvatore shrugged, "I'm not going to tell you."

Paul stiffened.

"Can I ask why?"

"Of course it's more interesting this way!"

Paul's eyes darkened and he almost fainted. If the person standing in front of him wasn't a godslayer, he would have to kill him even if he tried his life!

He was here to worry about the future of mankind, and as a result, these godslayers not only did not understand his good intentions, but also tried to block him with the Fa in mind! There is such a thing!

If you really don't want to be this 'king', can you donate your power!

calm! Must be calm! If I mess up too, it's all over! If it's not bright, then it's dark!

Paul quickly took a few deep breaths and then cast himself a sobering spell to force himself to calm down. Just when he was about to speak Salvatore's words, an astonishing aura instantly flooded the entire body. Room! Under this terrifying power, it seemed that the earth began to tremble!

Feeling the overwhelming momentum that suddenly descended, Paul's expression changed drastically, while Salvatore showed an extremely excited look on his face after being stunned for a while.

"How dare you show your existence so blatantly! The name of Emperor Qiangu is really not for nothing!"

As soon as the voice fell on Salvatore, a magic power that ordinary magicians could never reach in their entire lives erupted.

He stomped his foot violently, and his body suddenly broke through the ceiling like an arrow from a bow and rushed in the direction of the momentum.

Not long after he left, a burst of hurried footsteps came from outside the room, and then the door of the room was slammed open, and Erica with a dignified expression broke in.

She glanced around the room and immediately understood what was going on when she saw the big hole in the ceiling.

Erica stepped forward with a solemn expression: "Has Lord Salvatore already rushed over?"

Paul nodded.

"This is a troublesome matter. It is too reluctant to challenge the First Emperor if it is only Sir Salvatore."

"You don't have to worry about this, the godslayers we invited should have all rushed over by now."

Erica was stunned for a moment, wondering what Paul meant by this. Didn't the other godslayers arrive yet?

Paul sighed and didn't want to explain too much on this topic, it would only hurt him.

"Erika, you only need to know that the other godslayers have arrived. Presumably the one who noticed this will come at this time."

After he finished speaking, he walked to his desk, took out the box containing the Gorgon Stone and handed it to Erica.

"You can take this with you. As for the timing of use, you can decide for yourself."

Erica was stunned, shouldn't this kind of killer be kept by Paul, who is the commander-in-chief?

"What do you mean, uncle? Let me go with the Gorgon Stone, then what are you doing?"

Hearing Erica's question, Paul sat down on the chair with a sullen face, staring blankly at the sunlight shining through the hole in the ceiling, and after a long time, he revealed his heart.

"I'm tired, and now I just want to stay here and die."

Erica was stunned for a moment.

It was hard for her to imagine what kind of blow would make her uncle, the one who holds the title of the highest knight in Italy, swollen and swollen.

There's no way it was forcibly visited by the King of Swords, right?

Haven't heard of Salvatore's hobby?

Oh, yes, although there is no rumor that Salvatore has such hobbies, it is true that he is not good at women, and the people around him have always been men...

Erica glanced at her uncle with an indescribably complicated expression, and left the room with a sigh.

Although Paul wondered why Erica looked at him with that kind of eyes, he had already decided to wait for death and quickly gave up thinking.

It doesn't matter anymore!

…

On an isolated island, Chen Mo released his breath and floated quietly in the air, waiting for the arrival of others.

Paul's guess was right, he did because he knew that all the godslayers they could summon had come, so he blatantly released his breath and broadcast his coordinates to the full server.

The godslayers were on their way very fast, and it didn't take long for Chen Mo to wait for the first person to enter the finals.

It's a pity that this is not eating chicken, and it may not be a good thing to enter the finals at the earliest.

Chen Mo slowly opened his eyes from the air, and in front of him was Salvatore who had just left Paul's office.

I don't know what unique rushing skills he used to arrive on this isolated island before the other two godslayers.

Salvatore looked at Chen Mo up and down, a look of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Is this person in front of you really a **** of disobedience? Feeling a little different?

He thought for a moment, then immediately put the question behind him.

whatever! As long as you can have a good fight, that's enough!

"You are the first emperor of China! Fight me now!"

Hearing this, Chen Mo showed a strange look.

"Don't you need to wait for the others? I'm not in a hurry."

"But I'm in a hurry! If I wait for others to come over! How can I have a good fight with you! My big sword is already hungry and thirsty!"

"Look at the sword!"

With a loud shout, Salvatore slashed towards Chen Mo with the big sword in his hand.

Seeing his posture, Chen Mo sighed helplessly. Since people came here sincerely to seek abuse, then he can only fulfill the other party!

Chen Mo's footsteps moved, his body instantly disappeared in front of Salvatore, and then he punched him into the ground!

Chapter three hundred and seventy-eighth open hanging players

Chen Mo's fist didn't feel like a fist to the flesh, but a feeling of being hammered into steel.

The godslayer is different from the **** of disobedience. The powers usurped have many inconvenient restrictions compared to the original version. For example, Kusanagi Godou's ten incarnations of power can only be used once a day, and the total amount of spells in the body is also far away. They are far inferior to the gods of disobedience, but they all have instinctive fighting instincts without exception.

How to do better, how to win, they don't even need to think about the body will automatically answer.

The moment Chen Mo's body disappeared from sight, Salvatore voluntarily activated the power of the protection of steel, turning his body into indestructible steel.

After defending Chen Mo's attack, Salvatore immediately rolled out of the pothole on the ground with a donkey, and then released the steel protection that would slow down the action and launched another power tearing silver. hand.

"Swear here! I will not allow anything that I cannot cut! And this sword is an invincible blade that can cut and cut through everything on the ground!"

As the word spirit chanted Salvatore's arm, it turned into a silver metal arm, and the great sword in his hand also exuded amazing energy.

Without any hesitation, he slashed at Chen Mo's head with a backhand sword at an excellent angle.

It can be seen from this that he is not as aware of the importance of beheading as Thor, but unfortunately Chen Mo is not playing Thanos.

clang!

A sound of gold and iron rang out, and Salvatore's great sword collided with a layer of golden shield, and the silver arm, which was said to be capable of tearing even the earth, was blocked.

"what!"

Salvatore looked surprised, but his body movements didn't stop at all. He stomped his feet and then reacted to distance from Chen Mo.

While the series of action figures are not pretty, they are effective.

This shows the difference between the God of Disobedience and the God-killer. The fighting method of the God of Disobedience is like the duel of the strong in fantasy novels. All kinds of big moves are used against each other, and in the end, the opponent is completely defeated with absolute power. .

The godslayer is more like a weak person who challenges the strong. He uses every move and every move carefully, and strives to maximize the benefits of all moves. He doesn't care about his image at all, and all actions are for victory.

Taking the game as an example, the God of Disobedience is the krypton gold tycoon, and the full-level full-level full of God's equipment can knock out all dissatisfaction with 999, while the God-killer is a highly skilled and high-player, with a shield counter and extreme dodge. .

These are two very different powers.

As for Chen Mo...he doesn't have the same style of painting as the people above. If he insists, he should belong to the Wind Spirit Moon Shadow Sect!

After Salvatore stabilized his body, he immediately said, "What ability did you use just now? My silver hand is the power of the **** King Nuada. According to the old men of the Sage Conference, this power includes To cut off the concept itself, it is logically impossible to be blocked."

Salvatore's words are not exaggerating, the magic sword formed by the power of the Silver Hand can cut not only tangible things, but even intangible things.

"Do you want to get information from me?"

Salvatore showed an embarrassed smile and scratched his head: "Have you been discovered, it seems that I am really not good at this aspect, this is not good, I don't even know what ability the other party uses, alas , I would have read a little more books if I knew earlier.”

Although he said that, there was no hint of frustration in him.

He glanced around Chen Mo with his eyes, then raised the magic sword and rushed over again, constantly changing his body shape to attack Chen Mo from various angles.

In addition to being a godslayer, Salvatore is also a swordsman genius. It can even be said that all his talents are on swordsmanship, and he knows nothing about other magic and martial arts except swordsmanship.

But it is precisely this way of concentrating all of his talents that makes him one of the strongest swordsmen in the Godslayer world at such a young age. In terms of swordsmanship alone, he can even compete with Luo Hao, who has lived for more than two hundred years. people compare.

Looking at the various deadly swordsmanships performed by Salvatore, Chen Mo nodded in admiration, not to mention that this kind of swordsmanship is quite ornamental, it seems to be better than the circling performances in the current online martial arts dramas. Much better looking!

"It's really good martial arts. If my chief guard sees a talented young man like you, he will be very happy. If there is a chance, I will let you play with him."

These words immediately caught Salvatore's attention.

"Oh? The first emperor's bodyguard? That's really interesting, but after hearing your words, do you still have the power to summon the gods?"

"You'll know when the time comes." Chen Mo said with a smile.

"Really, then let me look forward to it." After speaking, Salvatore slashed Chen Mo's shield with another sword.

During this period of time, he has tried all the places he can attack, but no matter how tricky the angle is, he can't break through Chen Mo's shield, as if Chen Mo is now in an invincible state.

But even so, he still did not give up the fight, and he still had a power to win that was useless.

He was waiting for a chance to win, a chance that could kill with one hit! And this chance of victory cannot be achieved by him alone.

Just after he slashed a few more swords at Chen Mo, the sky suddenly darkened, and the sky above the isolated island was covered by a thick layer of dark clouds.

Seeing this phenomenon, Salvatore had a smile on his face.

"It's finally here!"

boom!

A thunderbolt fell from the dark clouds, and an old man in a black suit landed on the island.

Judging by the way he dresses and looks, this is a man like a wise old gentleman, but this kind of intelligence is just a disguise after all.

After seeing Salvatore, he immediately tore off the camouflage, revealing a fierce look like a beast.

"Boy, do you want to **** the old man's prey again this time!"

Salvatore shrugged: "Sir, you must hold too much vengeance. It's been a long time ago, and you still can't forget it even now."

"Oh, who made you impress me so deeply." Woban said with a fierce smile.