Quadruple split

"Oh My God……"

The tree elf with a strange temperament first turned his head and glanced at Mo Tan, and then looked back at 'Mo Tan' who was still standing in the same place not far away without any sign of attack. He lowered his eyes and glanced at the latter until he slowly disappeared. Dozens of dense wounds suddenly appeared on his body, and he asked calmly: "Do you think this is useful?"

"I don't know, but I have to try."

Mo Tan looked at the wound on the opponent's body that not only did not shed any blood, but had even squirmed and healed at an incredible speed, he said in the same calm tone: "So the companion you just mentioned is also a traitor in the Grand Inquisition? ?”

[Arc Moon Flash·Zhou Duan] A bright slash was drawn in mid-air, and it was chopped down 'gently' from top to bottom. It evenly cut a bunch of dry and knotted plants into two pieces, and then folded them along the way. Towards the opponent's neck where the blood vessels are clearly visible.

"There is a problem in your statement. Rather than who in the Grand Inquisition has apostatized, it is better to say that those of us who serve in the Grand Inquisition have long been abandoned by the Federation. However, this is not difficult to understand. After all, who Do you care about a group of walking zombies?"

Instead of letting Mo Tan behead him, the tree elf priest calmly summoned dozens of dark branches from under his feet as he spoke. Those plants that broke out of the ground burst into flames as soon as they saw the light, among which One part intertwined like a spider web in front of the priest to block the slashing mark, while the other part rose to a higher place, entwining with each other and spiraling down like a lance, aiming directly at Mo Tan.

"But I've never heard of a genocide of apostates from the Federation."

Mo Tan responded with what he saw and heard when he was the 'Black Brahma', and at the same time, he turned the ruthless sword in his hand into a plain snow spear, using a [Spinous Process] and the lance falling from the sky He hit it head-on and blasted the latter into debris in the sky: "Can you tell me about the opportunity?"

Driving the tentacle connected to his left wrist to wrap around the Snow Spear, the tree elf who was once a follower of the Goddess of Fertility laughed crazily: "An opportunity? What opportunity? An opportunity to betray the Holy Religion and become an enemy to you? Or is it the collapse of faith? An opportunity to fall into endless despair? Or... an opportunity to fall into heresy after discovering that there is no redemption in this world?"

"You can pick what you want to talk about before we decide the winner."

The spear flew up and down in front of Mo Tan like a dragon, constantly pushing away the tentacles containing the power of decay. Even with little time left in [Reverse Scale], he still maintained a considerable degree of calmness: "Although I may not be A good person to talk to, but if someone is bound to die between us, maybe it’s really a good opportunity to talk.”

For some reason, although Mo Tan was full of murderous intent towards the fertile priest who had probably served in the Grand Inquisition for a long time in the past, he surprisingly did not have much hostility. The bald orcs are different. Although they are ruthless and deadly, they are the type who can communicate normally and are even a bit bookish.

"Pick what I want to say..."

The tree elf, who looked no more than three hundred years old, smiled, then inserted the ceremonial dagger he had always held in his right hand into his chest, staggered back two steps and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "That's really nothing, but if you really want to know... Hey, do you see that woman over there? She was the one who convinced me and made me decide that instead of decaying in a long period of despair, I might as well try Although it may not be better, it is at least not worse. Even if I am turned against by those things I once cherished in the process, or am purified as a heretic, it is better than living in this world day after day. There is mold in the depths of darkness... You should be able to tell that I am an immortal. Even if I can continue to endure this kind of life for a hundred years, I have no confidence that I can persist for another six or seven hundred years."

"It sounds a bit abstract."

Mo Tan, who was dual-wielding [Dawn·Wushuang Axe], continuously chopped up the endless vines and tentacles that had sprouted out of the ground one after another and proliferated crazily since the other party committed self-mutilation, and asked: "Can you Can you explain it more simply and understandably?"

"I like curious people."

The tree elf laughed, then raised his right hand high, actively disintegrating the flesh and blood below the shoulder, and used the Fallen Angel Technique to reconstruct it into a wooden weapon like a knife. He swung it down and said sternly: "But everything must be fair. I can't always be the one talking about things that are difficult to say."

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang! ! !

Following a series of ear-piercing explosions, Mo Tan finally withstood the blow with the [Angry Red Lotus], which had the highest attack frequency, and then stabbed the weapon in his hand, which turned into a sword from an ax and from a gun into a stick. He stabbed hard, pressed the handle of the short knife on the opponent's chest, and said in a brisk tone: "I have suffered from severe mental illness since childhood, and there is no sign of recovery until now. Once this matter is exposed, My whole life was most likely going straight to ruin.”

"Is there no chance of a cure?"

"At least not as far as I know, because this is not any known mainstream symptom. In short, this disease will make my temperament change frequently, and I will become like another person every three to five times, and at another time When a person is seriously at odds with himself in all aspects, feeling sad and guilty for what he has done has almost become my daily routine."

"Then what?"

"Then it's your turn."

Mo Tan flapped his wings, and jumped up in the air and kicked out a kick, directly hitting the end of the [Dawn Longyuan Stick], directly knocking away the tree elf who was carving a magical array behind him for several meters. Far away, he spread his wings again and leaped high, using [Glorious Leap] + [Charging Stab] to form a jumping chop like a falling comet.

"I...maybe have been bewitched."

The tree elf half-kneeling on the ground had black eyes surging, and then he let out a hoarse roar, and a 'wall' made of dry thorns was woven in front of him, filled with a rotten atmosphere that extinguished life. .

Then--

"Well, I was bewitched, and then what?"

"Then he went from performing the task in a hazy manner to being obscenely obedient, turning pale prayers into false eulogies, and turning vague blessings into indignant curses."

"It's too abstract."

"Yeah, this is probably because... I can never muster up the courage to abandon Him in the true sense."

"In that case, I guess you will most likely be able to return to the embrace of the goddess of fertility after your death."

"Oh? Do you think so?"

"Well, I think so."

"Oh My God……"

The tree elf turned to look at the back of the blood god believers who had re-entered the formation and disappeared in an instant. He murmured in a low voice and breathed a sigh of relief. Then he swayed and fell straight to the sky. .

A few seconds ago, the ceremonial dagger that he had inserted into his chest was hit hard by an external force, directly piercing through the body's only weak point - half of it was tightly wrapped with dark red wooden fibers and located in the center of his chest. heart.

"It's a really bad ending, but..."

Feeling that his vitality was flowing out of his body along with the twisted power, for a moment, the tree elf, who seemed to have aged hundreds of years, twitched the corner of his mouth and was about to leave a few words of sadness or riddles in his final moments. , or thought-provoking words, his head, which was more fragile than a dead leaf, was trampled by a charging paladin, and he died.

And Mo Tan, who had just tried his best to kill the fallen priest of fertility, was once again fighting with the blood god believers whose numbers had been greatly reduced, and was killing them... The remaining time of his [Reverse Scale] There is only one and a half minutes left.

Even though he killed the Fertile Priest who didn't know if he deliberately saved his energy at the end, the time left for Mo Tan was less than a hundred seconds.

However, what pleased him was that the current battle situation in the auditorium was gradually tilting towards the United Holy Church. While Tychus was still stubbornly restraining Sirius, the number of Paladins had exceeded the two hundred mark. The strangulation operation has gradually turned into a clearing operation. It has to be said that when you occupy the high IQ and have a small gap in strength with the opponent, any battle will become easy to fight.

Although I don’t know why the Blood God believers who were forcibly summoned to the auditorium were so stupid, this does not prevent the Paladins from bullying their opponents with low IQs like wolves and tigers. In this case, the balance of victory and defeat is Naturally, it will gradually tilt this way.

The two huge threats have been eliminated. At this moment, Mo Tan has made it clear that he has a clear purpose, which is to kill as many Blood God believers as possible before the duration of [Reverse Scale] ends, and to find opportunities in the last few seconds to kill them. Kill Kevin.

That's right, although Mo Tan didn't particularly care about the outcome of this game, rather than ending in failure, he still hoped that he would leave with a victory under the best circumstances, so he specially left a [Blast Wind] for Kevin. ]'s CD, prepared to kill him at the last moment.

Ninety seconds was neither long nor short. Mo Tan's figure was seen wandering around the auditorium like smoke. Any Blood God believer he passed by had his life ended neatly. , those who were in the auditorium from the beginning and whose intelligence was not drastically reduced by the forced teleportation are the primary targets. As long as they try to assemble, hold a group, and guide their partners, they will be killed immediately by Mo Tan who arrives first. Many of them will be killed immediately. At that time, in view of the latter's hidden law enforcement learned from Sha Po, those who were killed by one blow did not know how they died.

"Good guy..."

Kevin, who was fighting three Blood God believers at the same time, but still had enough time to observe Mo Tan's movements, was shocked by his killing efficiency. Dang even took a breath of cold air: "Does this kind of person want to participate in the audition? !?"

"Blood sacrifice... blood sacrifice..."

The enemy with dull eyes raised his hammer and knocked out a scarlet halo of light. However, he was knocked to the ground by Kevin's sword. After being backlashed by the magic, he vomited blood and fell to the street to death.

"Xue, your mother's size, Xue!"

While Kevin speeded up his attack frequency, forcing the other two sane cultists to retreat, he consciously began to approach the large army. He had a very bad premonition, that is, someone was opening the door. It seemed that the murderous half-dragon was about to settle a score with him.

Mo Tan, who was also always paying attention to Kevin's movements, smiled imperceptibly. Then he flapped his wings and turned the Everlasting Hate Thorn in his hand into a ruthless sword to increase the killing rhythm. He decided to give Kevin five seconds, and That is to say, if Kevin can survive the last five seconds of Mo Tan's [Reverse Scale], then he can easily kill Mo Tan who has been weakened by DEBUFF. Otherwise, he will lose the game directly.

This was considered a favor given to Kevin by Mo Tan. After all, they had fought side by side in Academy City at that time. Although Kevin did not participate in the final team battle, the damage he caused to Mu Xuejian in the individual battle was It did affect the final direction of the game, so the two have been comrades for a while.

So Mo Tan only had five seconds to deal with Kevin, because if it was ten seconds, the latter would probably die.

However, just twenty seconds before the end of Mo Tan's [Reverse Scale], the mutation occurred again!

I saw two black shadows suddenly falling from the sky, and then separated and rushed towards the Blood God believer closest to me. In the blink of an eye, they harvested more than ten lives amidst the wailing sounds. The combined killing efficiency was even higher than that at this moment. Mo Tan is even faster.

"Sorry, I am late."

A woman with no hair, eyebrows or eyelashes, wearing a red hood, and her eyes sewn together appeared next to Kevin. She raised her hand to pierce the chest of a Blood God believer and then turned to Kevin apologetically: "I just talked to Red Wu Yi killed a traitor and delayed some time."

"traitor?"

Kevin glanced at Hong Jiu, then turned to look at the figure in the distance who was also wearing a red cloak and was telling the followers of the Blood God, and asked: "Is that Hong Wu?"

"Well, Red Five is our captain. He and I, Black Three, Black Seven, Red Fourteen, and Red Nineteen are the first batch of members of the Grand Inquisition to support your actions. It's reliable."

Hong Jiu, who completely forgot that he was on the battlefield, laughed happily, and then added quickly: "But don't get me wrong, Hong Wu is very old, and I have always considered him to be very close to me. Uncle sees it and has no other feelings at all! You have to believe me!"

"Well, I didn't think about it that way."

Kevin first waved his hand to coax the nervous Hong Jiu, then seemed to suddenly remember something, and his pupils suddenly shrank: "Wait! How many people are there in the first batch of your people who came to the city to support you!?"

"Ah? There are six people in total including me, Red Five, Black Three, Black Seven, Red Fourteen, and Red Nineteen."

"six people……"

"Yeah, six people."

"There are...five special hostile entities..."

"ah?"

"Oops!!!"

Chapter 1823: End