Shaman from Afar

Yes, I know that.

Knew from the beginning.

Cooperate with actions, contain the enemy's target, interfere with the enemy's attention ... These are all excuses for Lord Loren.

From the beginning, he made a plan to fight alone.

"Lucien, stop--!"

Came from behind the shouts, let the gray pupil's footsteps slow down; the trembling body, forcibly restrained his urge to turn back.

Grasped the sword's hands with a bit more force.

Looking forward, the snarling Chakkar opened his blood basin mouth and was deafening; the tentacles in the sky rushed towards him like a group of pythons.

One step, one step, one step ... In Chakar's mad roar, the gray pupil rushed straight ahead, and the dark blue hairs swept by the gust of wind, a pair of gray-blue eyes were so cold that there was no emotion.

Next second, countless tentacles enveloped his vision, but Lucien still didn't mean to stop at half a point; he rushed forward without hesitation, and rushed to the monster that was going to tear him to pieces.

"Boom-!!!"

Just before the moment of contact, the "group of pythons" in front of him suddenly burst into a dazzling golden red, and the blazing fire instantly encroached on his vision, burning up the tentacles that were blocking the front road.

This is ... Torino fire? !

The smell of pus and the smell of rotting flesh filled his nasal cavity, and shocked Lucien watched the tentacles turn to ashes before his eyes.

Was shocked for only a moment, the cold-eyed gray pupil waved two sharp blades and rushed into the flames.

boom--!

The flames separated from the center, and the thin figure rushed out of the sky of fire; two sharp blades dragged the flare of the fire, whistling and continued to pounce on the chaotic roar of Chakal.

"Lucien ?!"

Frightened roar came from behind again.

"I can!"

Clenched his teeth, and the gray pupil with his eyes snarled growled:

"I can kill him!"

Running like a flying wind, nothing can stop him.

Lord Loren ... There is a kind of "special" pride.

In most cases, he will not take the lives of others seriously, nor will he take his life and death seriously; he can risk his life for an idea, and take risks with enemies he dares not imagine. fighting;

It seemed to him that this life was just a dream.

But ... as long as he is identified as a "friend", he will do all he can to protect him and don't care about the other party's views; those excuses and lies are more like he said to himself.

Suddenly raised his head, the gray pupil saw the countless tentacles spit out from the mouth opened by Chakal.

Ran at the same time his eyes glanced gently behind him, the figure that had obviously been entangled by countless tentacles was still looking anxiously at himself.

Only by killing Chakal, or by killing the body of the **** of evil, can more than 50,000 Bayern Boye forces retreat from the battlefield safely, otherwise no one can leave or leave.

Or even if he could not be killed, as long as he could contain Chakal ’s attention; winning enough time for the army could also successfully evacuate.

Even when he died, the empire could take over;

Admiral Loren, he knows this ... won, won't need to say more;

Lost, and only he was sacrificed.

But Lord Loren, I also have my pride.

Watching you lose this kind of thing, I ... absolutely cannot accept it!

From his current position to Chakal, there are only thirty steps left.

Thirty steps ... it's just the distance of one charge.

The tentacles of the sky poured out of Chacar's mouth, and from all the angles and directions visible to the naked eye, they rushed mercilessly towards the figure of the gray pupil.

Lu Sien did not choose to dodge, but headed straight forward.

"Poof--!"

The sword of the dragon knight in the left hand has a backhand sword, and directly splits the tentacles that pounce on his front door from the middle!

With the help of the "idle" moment, the side of the gray pupil's figure was able to avoid two tentacles, and the short sword in his right hand had been violently cleaved.

'S gathered tentacles gradually invaded his entire field of vision, and Kenben could not see the direction ahead.

But thirty steps ... I don't need to see it so clearly.

The goal is right in front of you!

"Poof--!"

The tentacle penetrated by the dagger is still struggling with violent convulsions, and the gray-blue pus is overflowing from the wound; the gray pupil, just taking advantage of the situation to block the "python" from the front, left the opportunity The sword fell and cut off the tentacles around the ankle.

Faced with hundreds of “obstacles” that are innumerable, the gray pupils with their shoulders dancing constantly moved, turned, dodged, rolled ...

Use all means and all methods to kill a **** road in the overwhelming tentacles!

It's almost there, Chakal ... he's in front!

Rushed to kill him, he can help Lord Loren end this war, end this chaotic, cruel and ridiculous war!

"Poof--!"

Pierced the last tentacle towards himself, and then fell with a sword in his backhand; Lucien, who was covered with a thick layer of pus, finally stood in front of Chakar.

There are ... twenty steps.

The indifferent gray pupil stepped forward, staring at the fierce and vicious face.

"Loren ... Turin-!!!!!!"

Angrily roared, Chacar's expression became more and more mad, and even ... a trace of fear appeared.

Yes, you should be afraid.

You killed so many innocent warriors, so many Boi, Baien, dwarves and your centaurs ... even their bodies were forcibly occupied by you and became part of your ugly body.

Now I come to avenge them, you ...

Should n’t you be afraid?

"Go! Die-!!!!!!"

The roaring gray pupil's expression was grim, and he rushed towards Chakal's still roaring head.

Countless tentacles rushed towards him from above, behind, around, and in front of him.

At that moment, the serpentine rune at the back of Lucien's neck was "burned" again.

Innumerable messages flowed into his mind instantly, and everything he saw was dissected and analyzed; the body seemed to have consciousness, no need to think at all, and more than a hundred schemes had emerged automatically.

And when the decision is made, the limbs and body will naturally move according to their own choice.

Unreserved Lucien chose the most direct method.

Rushed over ... without shining, avoiding hard, hitting the dragon knight from the front, penetrating Chacal's head.

The indifferent pupil shrank suddenly, exuding the cold and biting murderous intention; the thin body turned into a residual image of the raid.

Bone spurs suddenly punctured, tearing off the armor of the gray pupil;

The tentacle that was able to slide over his arm left a wound;

The ground carrion that was cut off, turned into a meat sauce at the bottom of his feet;

The tip of the tentacle, which is a few centimetres away, did not touch his eyes, but pulled off the dark blue temples;

Slammed a blow in the back, and he with a bleeding corner of the mouth took advantage of the tumble to escape the swing towards the chest;

Gray pupils with bruises all over their heads and toes, only took one breath to rush through this short and long twenty steps;

He didn't care about his injury, he was just desperately sprinting; his right hand dagger cut off the tentacles coming from behind; the dragon knight's gun in the left hand held back and held high above his head.

"Loren ... Turin-!!!!!!"

"Go! Die-!!!!!!"

Two roars sounded simultaneously.

And the moment the gun of the Dragon Knight was about to be stabbed into the head of Chakal ...

"Poof--!"

A tiny tentacle burst out of Chacar's pupil.

Penetrated Lucien's left hand holding the sword.

Gray pupil's mind was blank for a moment; hesitated for a second before raising his short sword in his right hand and waving towards the tentacles.

However, it was too late.

The tentacles squirting out of Chacar's mouth had already entangled the wrist of his right hand.

Then left leg, right leg, torso, neck ...

From head to toe, was tightly bound by countless tentacles.

"Lucien-!!!!!!"

Heartbroken roar sounded vaguely from the ear.

Is Lord Loren's voice.

I ... I failed and I am going to die, right?

The gray pupil who has been unable to move is still struggling stubbornly ... but he knows clearly that this is just a dying struggle.

Eyes, slowly closed weakly.

Is ready to meet his destiny.

"Boom ———————— !!!!!!"

At that moment, a loud noise suddenly came from his ear, causing Lushen to suddenly open his eyes.

Is that ... Thunder?

No, no, I seem to have heard similar sounds before; in the Boundary Mountain, in the glacier wasteland ... Dragon King City!

He finally remembered it.

The body entangled with death suddenly shuddered, and the gray pupils tried their best to raise their heads.

The next second, the thunder that was mixed with the gust of wind once again exploded on the dome.

The waves are rolling, the roaring wind envelops the unmatched power, sweeping the entire battlefield!

Not far from the battlefield, the little wizard supported the dying Master Ashamai, and both of them couldn't help but raised their heads, and Ayn opened his eyes desperately, as if still a little unbelievable; and a long sigh Harlem Van Ashamai finally let out a long sigh of relief and closed his eyes happily.

Is over, all this is over.

Between the cloud tops, a huge figure with no description appeared before his eyes; passing across the sky, whistling down from the sky.

Scales are like silver, wings spread like clouds, and they spit like wind ...

Black wings covered, dark and dark;

Summer thunder, deafening!

After seeing exactly what was in front of him, Lucien, who was covered with tentacles all over his body, widened his eyes in excitement, and shivered.

The thundering wind mixed with thunder sounds screamed across the battlefield, the dust splashed, countless flying sand and rocks!

Under the violent wind, Chacal, who was unsteady, snarled wildly, as if using this terrifying roar to declare his power.

And the next moment, a clearer thunder sound, resounded through the world.

"Boom ———————— !!!!!!"

In the thunder, a powerful air pressure pounced on the face; even the fat body of the Evil God's body shivered, and the gray-blue pus spit out of the sac on the body, as if it was about to be crushed Cutlets.

At the same time, the huge shadow in the sky is getting clearer and clearer.

Slender wings, huge and narrow head, streamlined body, bladed spear-like minions ... and the iconic, deterring pressure.

Dragon ... Milasis!

Chakar, who was swaying in the strong wind, roared upward in the sky, but the fear in the roar ... became more and more obvious.

His roar, four huge tentacles suddenly stood upright, piercing towards the shadow.

"Pooh —— !!!!!!" The sound of tearing flesh and blood, the separation of flesh and flesh sounded.

In the next moment, he failed to touch the four tentacles of the shadow, and was struck, ravaged, and torn by the wind pressure of the roaring wind ... and turned into countless fragments in mid-air.

Minced meat and pus, like rain, poured down and scattered on the battlefield.

"Loren ... Turin-!!!!!!"

Looking at the approaching shadow, Chakal's growl became more and more mad; like a beast about to face death, he was struggling to make his final.

"Boom-!!!"

When the black shadow fell, the roaring wind sound followed; the strong impact was like a real wall, constantly slamming into the ground and squeezing.

The strong winds prevented Loren from standing on the body of the evil spirit even to stand firm. The big sword of "Dawn" fixed on the body would not be thrown down from a height of more than thirty meters!

Desperately opened his eyes and the black-haired wizard saw that the dragon's claws had stuck Chakal's head; the sharp claws directly penetrated the skin.

Between the claws, Chacar wailed in pain; the powerful dragon claws directly twisted off his neck, the blood and flesh rubbing, and the sound of the separation of flesh and skin was extremely harsh.

Next second, thunder roared!

"Boom--!"

The two felt only a sudden shock under their feet, and the whole body of the evil spirit was lifted up from the ground, and then fell suddenly.

Looking up again, Chakal's head was gone; there was only a huge, carrion-like hole in the head where the head was.

The waved tentacles fell to the ground, hitting heavily on the ground, rolling up large patches of smoke.

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not good!

Immediately realized what Loren gritted his teeth, grabbed the moment when Chacar's tentacles were loosened, and grabbed the still stunned Lucerne, and jumped directly from the edge.

"Lusien, hold me tight!" Loran yelled behind him as he ran, "Don't look back, don't bite your tongue!"

Ok?

This sentence ... Why is it so familiar?

But before he could wake up, the dark-haired wizard who carried him jumped down, and the sword of dawn clenched in his right hand followed the inertia of his jump, and left behind from the body of the evil god's body. Long sword marks.

The figure of the two landed quickly, and the friction between the sword blade and the flesh and blood of the body of the evil spirit did not fall apart.

In the roaring wind, he raised his head from a height of more than thirty meters, and the dark pupil enlarged infinitely.

The world ... at this moment is infinitely slowed down.

At the foot of is a messy battlefield with corpses everywhere;

Above the head is a tentacle that dances all over the sky, and Chacar waves wildly;

The roaring dragon descending from the sky opened its big mouth.

The dazzling fire engulfed everything. ...

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