All Heavens: Transfer Students at Hogwarts

Chapter 78 Menggert, shut up!

Elden's throne has been defiled, and Linde flies to avoid the sewage on the ground.

The Sons of Omen have the appearance of the furnace. They were a blessing in the era before the golden tree. However, after the golden law unified the border areas, they were regarded as a cursed group. They were born with deformities and were destined to Abandoned child. The deep and complex sewers of the royal city of Rodel are filled with children of ill omens, living with the filthy and rotten garbage and feces. Their twisted bodies are filled with unclean aura, and their sad souls are filled with mourning and anger.

Mongot, the son of the first King of Elden in the Golden Tree Era, such a noble bloodline, was abandoned due to the curse of evil omen.

Crawling out of the dark and terrifying sewer, and experiencing miserable growth, Menggot is no longer a weak baby. He is not what he used to be, possessing fragments of the magic ring and the power to be king.This is a story of a strong man returning from a desperate situation.

Returning to the hometown that abandoned him, facing the precarious war situation, Menggert did not choose to vent his anger and destroy this indifferent world. On the contrary, he chose to protect Rodel, even though Rodel never protected him. He chose to protect the people of the royal city, even if the identity of the son of evil omen was revealed, he would be spurned by everyone.

He chose to love even though he was never loved.

"Fade, you forced me to commit the great crime of sullying the throne!"

Menggote's weapon had flown out of the square and landed on the streets of the royal city. He was so angry that he reached out and grabbed his twisted long tail. After the freezing, he couldn't feel the pain, so he tore off the frozen tail and cut it off. It is wielded as a slender slashing sword. And the ominous aura emanating from his body condensed into a wild evil ghost behind him, holding two ferocious serrated hatchets, grinding his teeth as well.

He stepped towards Linde.

He knew he had no chance of winning, but the king who guarded the golden tree alone would not back down. It is also a supreme sorrow and honor for the last king to die on the verge of destruction of his throne.

"Today, I will wash away the shame with my Menggot's blood."

The long tail cut horizontally, the light of the knife was like a splashing water curtain, and the evil spirit behind him rushed like a lion across the abyss, and in a short blink of an eye, he had already crossed a long distance.In Linde's eyes, Menggot's weapon almost teleported to the front, and every inch of vision in front of him was filled with the scorching hot foul air of rage, as if he was not hit, but he was falling towards a gray, yellow and rotten desert.

boom--

The dull explosion set off a turbid wave of more than a hundred feet.

The dust expands and spreads.

Menggert stared at the clouds.

A strong airflow expanded from the explosion remnant that looked like a mushroom cloud, emptying out the turbid air.

Lind stood there, holding his nose. He stared at Menggert coldly, "Fuck you, why don't you blow up the septic tank if you can't beat me?!"

It has always been rumored in the rivers and lakes that the mop is sticky to feces, and Lu Bu is alive. Seeing him today, he really deserves his reputation. If Linde hadn't put on the whirlwind cloak on himself in time and blessed him with filtration skills, he would have passed out by now.

Menggert, you are really the king of stench in the world, you are so spicy.

Releasing the power of evil omen suppressed in the body is also painful for Mengt. The tearing feeling in the body is like that of childbirth, which is ignored by the nerves after freezing, but the memories of infancy that emerge in the mind are like Saw bone steel knife.

A complete alien of the times, a child of the curse who cannot be tolerated by the golden tree. The appearance of the blessed king can no longer conceal the tragic truth of his depravity. Menggert, the last fig leaf has been torn off, he is a king with nothing.

Linde applied protection to himself in place, including wood armor, iron armor, magic-absorbing shield, advanced enchantment, and powerful magic protection. Followed by more transformation spells, greater giant strength, giant body, bear claws, giant hands, vampire touch, bleeding claws, paralyzing touch, eagle eye, wind walk, wolf walk, and then It is illusion magic, courage, advanced courage, inspiration, inspiration, and rage. Finally, there are destruction-based protection and restoration-based protection, flame cloak, thunder cloak, continuous healing, healing ring, and elemental blessing.

Facing Lind who was standing still, Menggert naturally didn't know anything about martial arts. He used all his strength to attack. The ominous aura and the sacred phantom weapon took turns to bombard him. He slashed with his long tail, and the raging waves surged. Elden's throne The ground in the square cracked in the shaking.

Linde, he didn't move.Just staring at him coldly.

Under the protection of a variety of highly effective magic, his body began to grow in size, his arms stretched out and covered with thick hair, his fingers protruded and sharpened into bloody claws, his legs twisted into anti-joints, and his whole body was filled with magical aura. Like erupting flames.

Menggot's frenzied attacks continued to penetrate the shield, tearing his wizard cloak, tearing his wizard robes, and leaving wounds on his unprotected forehead and face.

The wound healed instantly.

The little bit of blood ran across the bridge of the nose and dripped down the jaw.

Fall to the ground.

A drop of God.

Mengt was tall, eight feet tall. Linde was originally only six feet tall and still had to look up to him. At this time, it was Linde who looked down at the Blessing King.

"Finished?" Linde took a light breath, heavy as if roaring like a bull, "Isn't it, it's my turn?"

He stretched out his giant palm, and the bear claws could cover half of Mengt's body, and the shadow cast could completely cover him.

The face of the Last King was as cold as iron, and his tone could not help but be tired and despairing. It was like a miserable player who discovered that after scraping the BOSS for a long time, he only had a bloody skin.

"Faded One, I am not afraid of death. And you, too, will bleed."

boom--! ! !

The sharp claws swung down, and the sound of the sonic boom was like a sharp thunder. Meng Gete raised his hand to summon the phantom giant shield, and the next moment he was thrown out like a ball, rolling and bouncing on the broken ground, and hitting the railing on the edge Only then stopped.

It was too fast, and Menggert couldn't dodge Lind's attack, and his shield was shattered by one blow.

A variety of malicious spell effects directly put Mengt into a state of paralysis and bleeding. He could barely stand up.

"I'm done with turn-based games. This time, go down forever."

Lind's shadow casts a shadow, covering the golden tree's radiant light.

Menggert raised his bloody head and was met with a merciless blow.

Boom-!

Like a nail, Menggert was smashed into the ground, penetrated the square platform, cut through the magnificent buildings of the royal city, and smashed all the way to a stone cliff below.

Linde jumped down from the entrance of the cave and landed in front of Menggert. The brick and stone dome of the building was shattering and collapsing. A rain of stones fell, and huge fragments weighing several tons hit Linde, but they were like gravel. Still, he couldn't move even half a step.

He looked down at Menggert like this, and even unintentionally blocked the falling rocks for the dying King of Blessing.

They don't care about this little kindness anymore.

Menggote's head was like an overripe melon, soft and his skull was shattered.

His body is constantly overflowing with golden runes, massive amounts of runes, these strange substances are not only the soul entities of the creatures on the boundary, but also the source of their strength and memory.After losing Rune, the huge and burly physique of the Last King shrank a little.

"Stubborn fader, if you don't understand what I say, then try it. You will eventually find out that the golden tree refuses everything, even you... is no exception." Menggert said sadly. Laughing in relief, he still had the last remaining strength, but he didn't try again, he just let out the last sigh of his miserable life.

A portal opened on the huge rubble behind Linde. He picked up Mengt and threw him into the library tower.