Chapter 287 Victory
"Lead away."
Seeing the three-headed dog of hell roaring and chasing Carl away, Lens turned his head and looked at his 'companion' beside him:
"It's our turn. This mutated three-headed hell dog is far more powerful than an ordinary three-headed dog. The few people over there can't delay it for long."
The man next to him is about three meters tall and burly. It looks like a giant, with a pair of weird horns on its head.
The descendants of the dragon!
Behind the two men, there were three blasphemous beasts.
"Hey..., if you didn't tell them, you were just asking them to take their lives to pay for it. They are not important people anyway."
The giant chuckled:
" Someone once said that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. This is indeed true. Even if the Holy Temple only has a little legacy from the Moon Goddess, it can still cultivate first-level beasts in batches. It is amazing."
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Lens glanced at the blasphemous beast behind him and raised the corner of his mouth slightly:
"Easy to say."
"But it's still not as good as you. It can directly distort the flesh, flesh and consciousness of other creatures. Transformed into a dragon body. "
"The power of the 'Dragon God' is beyond our understanding." The giant stepped forward and said as he walked:
"No matter what, it will be beneficial for both of us to join forces."
Lance narrowed his eyes.
In fact, he does not agree with joining forces with the dragon's descendants. After all, compared to other gods, the dragon who can transform all living creatures into dragon bodies is a real evil god.
However, in the church, he was just a small figure, unable to speak at all and had no right to express his opinions.
"Huh..."
A strong wind rose in front of us.
A three-headed hell dog with black flames all over its body and a size as big as two houses came into view.
“These things are indeed a pair.”
The giant licked the corner of his mouth and clenched his fists:
“Fortunately, we lured one away in advance. If it was just one, it would be very difficult for us. It’s not difficult to solve.”
“Go!”
"Boom!"
Before he could finish his words, the ground beneath his feet exploded, and he flew high into the air to pounce on the three-headed hell dog.
At the same time.
Lens waved his hand behind him.
“Whoosh!”
The three blasphemous beasts behind him roared out, roaring sharply, and stretched out their sharp claws.
Lens himself also drew a long sword and saw the opportunity to join the battlefield.
The adult three-headed hell dog should have been at the third level. However, the power of blood has been suppressed for hundreds of years, and now it has only just recovered to the second level strength. Facing the second level Dragon Familiar and four In the late stage of the first stage, he instantly fell below.
Where they didn't notice, a ball of flames floated quietly, and a figure gathered by the flames was hidden inside, quietly watching the fighting in the field.
Witchcraft - Fire Giant!
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The other side.
Karl used his body skills "desperately" to dodge and escape while being chased by the three-headed hell dog.
At the same time, don’t forget to shout:
“Help!”
"I know."
The male trainee priest looked unhappy:
"You should lead it farther away. If it notices something is wrong and escapes, we cannot afford the responsibility."< br>
"Why are you talking?" Rachel raised her eyebrows:
"Connie has tried his best. If you can, just lead him. Talking gossip will only make people sick."< br>
"Huh?" The expressions of the two trainee priests darkened, their eyes swept over them coldly, and then they snorted coldly.
"Swish!"
"Swish!"
Driven by the trainee priest, the five blasphemous beasts rushed out one after another and rushed towards the three-headed hell dog.
The profane beasts are far less powerful than the three-headed hell dogs, but they are not afraid of life, death, or pain, and can exchange injuries for injuries, which is a condition that other creatures do not have.
"Peng!"
There were people mingling in the field.
A blasphemous beast was bitten by the three heads of the three-headed hell dog before it could dodge, and was torn into four pieces.
Take this opportunity.
Karl slashed out with his sword, creating a deep gash in the three-headed dog's back.
The remaining blasphemous beasts also pounced on the three-headed hell dog, tearing its flesh crazily. In the blink of an eye, it was covered in bruises and blood. The progress was not smooth.
"Roar!" Along with the roar, a blast of flame, a touch of cold air, and a hurricane erupted from the mouth of the three-headed dog.
Magic attack!
The blazing flames melted fine iron and rocks easily, the cold air instantly froze the giant trees, and the hurricane even uprooted the trees, causing the place to fall into chaos instantly.
"How could this happen?"
Rachel, Hume and others who had just joined the battlefield were swept away before they could take action.
“Oops!”
The expression of the male trainee priest also changed drastically:
“The three-headed hell dog can only spit out the black flames of hell, only mutated breeds can. Other abilities.”
They were not afraid of the black flames of hell. They had made preparations before coming, but their preparations were clearly useless now.
The breath of second-level creatures is fatal to them as great knights if it touches it.
“Roar!”
A roar sounded again in the field.
I saw a blasphemous beast being trampled into pieces after being frozen, and its body was scattered into pieces. The remaining three blasphemous beasts could no longer control themselves.
"Ah!"
At this moment, Karl looked up to the sky and roared, gray aura rushed out of his body, and he transformed into a sword energy and slashed in the air.
Ten Thousand Buddha's Hands - Thirty-six strikes in a row!
He used his sword skills to perform palm prints, and his energy kept stacking up, colliding head-on with the three heads of the three-headed hell dog.
"Peng!"
Two figures, one large and one small, flew away, and a huge head was cut off by the sword and fell to the ground.
“So strong!”
The beautiful eyes of the female trainee knight flashed:
“He has just advanced to legend, how can he be so strong?”
This One blow directly severely damaged the second-level three-headed hell dog.
Even though there were reasons why the target was physically injured and Karl had outstanding swordsmanship, it was unexpected.
"It is said that there are legends about taking blasphemous potion to advance. If the physique matches the blasphemous potion, the strength will increase by leaps and bounds, and you can even become the late first-level or even second-level in a short period of time." If the male trainee priest has any idea Thoughts:
"It seems that Connie is this kind of person, but no matter what, this is a good thing for us."
The situation just looked dire.
Although Karl's blow now makes him unable to fight anymore, it has created opportunities for others.
"Up!"
Soon.
After the five blasphemous beasts were all killed by the three-headed hell dog and the others were covered with wounds, they finally defeated their opponents.
"Peng!"
The body of the three-headed hell dog fell heavily to the ground.
"Connie."
Of the four people present, Rachel, who was skilled in archery and was at the back, was the least injured. She hurriedly supported the 'shaky' Carl, with a concerned voice:
"Are you okay?"
"Nothing."
Karl waved his hand:
"Quickly pull out the prison teeth of the three-headed hell dog. This thing can be exchanged for merit in the temple."
"Okay." Rachel nodded, pulled out the dagger from her waist and went over to remove the teeth from the corpse. The teeth were removed.
There are six pills in total, which means you can exchange for six blasphemous potions.
Seems like a lot.
In fact, the three-headed hell dog is a second-level creature, and exchanging its strength for six copies is already a loss.
"Let's go!"
Carl propped himself up:
"Let's go to the golden fruit tree."
"Do we still want to go there?" Rachel Frowning:
"There was movement over there just now. I'm afraid it's not just a three-headed hell dog, but also Father Jinguo Guilens. Even if we go there, we won't get anything."
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"Yes!" Hume, who looked pale, nodded when he heard this:
"Connie Legend, if you are willing to give us a prison tooth, we will be satisfied. There is no need to continue taking risks to get the golden fruit. "
"Prison tooth? "Karl chuckled and shook his head:
"There is something wrong with the potion given by the temple. It will gradually alienate people until they become the monsters they were just now."
He pointed to the blasphemous beast on the ground. The corpse said:
"If you don't want to end up like this in the future, you'd better go see if there are any golden fruits over there."
"What?" Rachel and Hume's expressions changed drastically:
< br>"Is there a problem with the potion?"
(End of this chapter)