Black sails

Chapter 64 LXIV. Field of Power

"What the hell...what's going on."

Ren was stunned. This man was incredibly fierce. Sawdust sputtered out like fragments from an exploding gunpowder barrel. He used his claws to tear up the oncoming sawdust, but there were too many and there were a few thorns. It entered the flesh, and a large piece penetrated his left leg.

The one-eyed dragon and the tattooed man quickly hid behind the horses with the rest of the pirates.

There were more than thirty horses on the shore. They were screaming incessantly and were in panic. They were used as a cover by these pirates. The size of these horses made them perfect targets. All the sawdust was thrown at them, as if they were rolling in a pile of broken glass. His flesh and blood were dripping with blood, and he was screaming in pain. Although he was not dead yet, he was bleeding all over his body, and he was not far from the end of his life.

Xia Di and Swann resisted the terrifying spiral sword energy, but under its unparalleled strength, the iron tools in their hands were twisted, and the remaining power penetrated the chest and abdomen, gouging out spiral wounds.

If Wollman hadn't rushed out, swung his axe, and held Marcus back for a moment, the two of them might have died.

"I hate the Arameans the most, and then the magic stick. You stacked the damn talismans full."

Wolman hit Marcus on the head with a giant ax, but the force field around him was too weird, and even Wolman's huge force was deflected and dispersed.

Before it could hit Marcus, the huge spiral sword weighing three hundred pounds caught his axe.

Then, amidst the whirling and humming sound, and with sparks flying everywhere, the blade of the ax was roasted until it melted, turning into golden-red molten iron and pouring onto the ground, melting holes.

Wollman was shocked. It was so abnormal.

The sword wind of the extra-large spiral sword blew off dozens of scales on Wollman's arm, causing his flesh and blood to become blurred for a moment.

In the previous battle against the priest, Wollman's eyes were red from the fight, and he pressed his palm towards Marcus' head. He didn't believe that he couldn't kill him.

Morrison knew that this priest was more than one level better than Zahak. Although his position in the church was only that of a priest, far inferior to the status of a bishop or high priest, he was a real heavyweight.

Witch Hunt Secret Service, there is something.

In addition to himself and Fen, there were also Li Site's strange tools. These people on the ship were capable, but they were no match. No matter how many of them were on board, they would be killed.

Must hit hard.

It would be a pity for a man as insightful as Wollman to die, and the reckless way he is playing now is simply to die, and he will be buried in the next second.

There were too many military police and Vatican defenders buried on the coast, and there were all kinds of weapons. Although Morrison had used up all his hidden weapons, he raised dozens of weapons from the ground with a flick of his whip blade.

The skill was too fancy and seemed like acrobatics.

Axes, machetes, broadswords, and maces all became Morrison's hidden weapons with arm strength comparable to that of a crossbow. He stepped on these corpses, turned them in the air, and constantly grabbed these weapons and fired them at Marcus like cannonballs.

Less than a second.

The first broadsword thrown had already exploded towards Marcus' head.

Marcus didn't care at all. The force field of this thing was naturally isolated, so he wanted to swing the spiral sword to strangle the Argonian into powder.

but……

boom!

The ax behind was actually faster, and then it hit the hilt of the broadsword in front extremely delicately, and the double force burst out at the same time.

The force that was already comparable to a siege crossbow was pushed further.

This broad sword is enough to blast a person to pieces.

Marcus has sensed it through the spreading force field. How could there be such a terrifying skill?

The roaring force field was unable to withstand it, and Marcus swung the extra-large spiral sword to block it and crush it completely.

However, weapons like a violent storm were thrown one after another, and swords, guns, swords and halberds were like a storm of weapons. Marcus retreated to block them all.

However, this spiral sword is also made of rough iron and has been cracked with holes.

Morrison continued, the whip blade picked up the weapon of the corpse on the ground, and fired wildly.

Marcus had to use the thin power plate to dodge and move in the air to avoid these thousands of murderous "hidden weapons", but Morrison seemed to already know his movement trajectory.

That kind of skill is simply unavoidable.

Even though he had previously thrown a weapon that exploded in the air, Morrison was able to forcibly change its direction by adding a more powerful throw.

This is no longer as simple as a straight-line attack. A killing field has been formed around Marcus. The killing array composed of different weapons trapped Marcus, killing him from above, below, left, right, and from all directions.

Now Marcus, who had used the power sheet to gain air superiority, was at a disadvantage, and weapons could even be shot from under his feet in strange ways.

Marcus found it unbelievable that this kind of skill was still top-notch even during the horrific suppression movement that year.

The wooden piles that were spreading wildly on the ground stopped and sawdust stopped flying. Marcus had to devote all his attention to dealing with the movement here, giving the others a chance to breathe.

Marcus's swordsmanship is also top-notch. Under the induction of heaven and man, combined with the sword skills of the ultimate realm, all the weapons coming from all directions are deflected with the spiral sword.

With the blessing of magical power, both his strength and speed have reached a terrifying level. Even a huge spiral sword weighing more than 300 kilograms is as light as a feather, and he can accurately block it every time. Down, it was as fast as a phantom.

"It seems that your mental clarity has its limits."

Morrison did not use all his strength in the previous throws. He just wanted to see the "calculation power" of the magic swordsman. Although this kind of force field is easier to use than the eyes, when it becomes complex to a certain level, it will Blinded by itself.

Marcus has been confused.

The last thing Marcus blocked was not the flying sword, but Morrison himself wielding the sword. He stepped on the cave wall, and with the blessing of using the whip blade as a hook, he had already ejected. .

The blood-red light mist formed a trajectory.

"Do you know why I don't use a long sword? I'm tired of playing with this kind of thing."

Morrison whispered, and with a strong slash, the tough magic sword exploded through Marcus's spiral sword. The force of this slash was infinitely stronger than Zahak's.

Bang.

Marcus was directly hit from the air to the ground, but his feet were firmly steady. The unexpected attack made him unsteady, and his arms were shaking faintly, but he recovered immediately.

Li Site was stunned. He was indeed an invincible killer, but he couldn't kill the old man for a while.

The Junlin Sword appeared in its complete form from the palm of the hand, and the cursed black mist spread from the arm to the blade, and then continued to expand, and the black light composed entirely of the cursed mist expanded wildly.

The sharp edge seemed to be cutting through the surrounding light and began to twist, like a heat wave in summer folding and squeezing the space.

Li Site made a horizontal slash with his left hand, and an arc-shaped black light that melted everything burst out.

Click!

Marcus used the spiral sword to resist, but the blade was cut in half by the black light. His force field could not only deflect the object, but also deflect himself. He flipped in the air at extremely fast speeds to get out of the way.

But the spiral sword has been broken.

Li Site thought that his physical energy was also being consumed, his weapon was broken, and he would not be able to hold on for long.

"The Junlin Sword, it's a pity that you only have one, and it only has less than 1% of the power. It's still far from this level."

Marcus is extremely knowledgeable and even knows his name. He does not think that Li Site is a visitor from another dimension and will not think that way. There are many people in this world who know how to control the sword. The high priest of the Holy See knows the method and has a sword. Although he cannot use his full strength to collect it, if an uninformed person touches the sword indiscriminately, he will only be killed instantly.

Li Site was a little shocked, but he quickly figured out that the so-called priests were also high-level intellectuals, so it was not surprising.

"It seems that I can't hold back anymore. If I insist on catching him alive, I will only be buried here. I must take action."

The arcane magic of controlling objects.

I saw that the broken spiral sword blade on the ground was reattached by Marcus, forming a spiral with two halves rotating in opposite directions.

As the wind stirred and rubbed, the entire huge sword suddenly burst into flames, melting when touched.

Wood magic.

All the wooden trestles around him exploded, and were torn apart into wooden needles as thick as a finger, floating around him.

Marcus himself used the strength plate and the powerful physical ability exerted on him by magic to pedal and move wildly in mid-air, as scary as he wanted.

Originally, Li Site was thinking that it was almost over.

"Does your mother still have Stage 2?"

Li Site was completely convinced.