Cthulhu Gonfalon

Before today, almost no one knew that Sheehan would use the technique. Everyone thought that he was a good swordsman.

However, from today, I believe that no one will regard him as a swordsman.

Whether it is life or death, his spell power is enough to be shocking.

Because he shot, it is the most advanced "God Drop" in the priest's magic.

As the name implies, God's descending is the magic that allows God to come to the world. It can bypass the restrictions set by the goddess of life to a certain extent, and let the gods drop a powerful avatar. This avatar is completely the level of true God, enough to sweep the legend and even the demigod. Once it appears, it is a big killer that can change a country or even the whole world.

However, the limitation of God's descending is also very large. It requires the speller to provide a constant source of magic. It also needs to be precise and accurate in grasping the power of the spell. Otherwise, it is not a divine reward, but a divine explosion.

Sheehan is obviously one of the top casters. He accurately grasps the use of magic and releases the gods to the ground.

Along with the sudden gusts of wind and smog, a huge viscous floating in the air appeared on the side of He Li, who was trying to summon the goddess of the goddess of the harvest, and wrapped her directly.

He Li's body is full of dazzling green and brilliance, wanting to break free from the mucus, but the mucus also glows with dark green, absorbs all the green and brilliance, and turns her struggle into nothing.

Seeing that He Li was going to be swallowed up by the huge mucus group, the city of Joseph finally shot.

A green stick appeared in his hand and stabbed straight toward Sheen’s heart.

It can be seen that he does not mean to be merciless. If this attack is in the middle, Sheen will die!

But the stick was stabbed in the clothes of Sheein's heart, but there was no way to stab it in. This is of course not because it did not have a gunpoint, but was stopped by the magic of the dragonfly.

Joseph's brow wrinkled, his fingers flicked, and several seeds of different colors flew out and turned into a few strange-shaped plants in the air, entwined with vines or roots toward Sheehan.

These plants have one thing in common, that is, they can devour magic.

Sheehan certainly does not want to be entangled in them, although he is now standing in the same place to maintain the spell, can not move, but this does not mean that he has no means to solve the problem.

A whistle, at least six or seven people suddenly jumped up and used their bodies to block those odd-shaped plants. Although these dangerous plants immediately scratched or pierced their bodies with roots or vines, they did not fear, and they spread their arms and hugged them.

In the next moment, there was a strange dark green on their faces, and the whole person became dry, as if they had turned into withered dry branches, and this dark green immediately spread to the plants they were hugged, putting those dangerous And powerful plants are also infected.

After a moment, they fell on the ground with a pile of entanglements, and they could not see the dry lumps of their original purpose.

Joseph's brow wrinkled more and more tightly. He didn't know when his son had such a great skill. He could see that this is the exclusive spell of the **** of the swamp, and it can turn everything into a deadly evil means.

The goddess of harvest and the **** of the swamp have always been uncomfortable, mainly the confrontation of the priesthood. The goddess of harvest tends to be rich and rich, and the **** of the swamp tends to be barren and withered. The two kingdoms of the two sides are rich and rich, and the other is the barren "dry wood swamp", which is simply the south and the north. In addition, both sides are the gods of the natural department, and it really belongs to the situation where this strong and weak are not shared.

Joseph, as the top of the Church of the Harvest Goddess, is of course familiar with the means of the Church of the Marsh, and with a wave of hands, some seeds are bounced out. But this time it was not bombing to Sheehan, but an arc in the air, falling on his own body.

These seeds take root and sprout in the blink of an eye, as if they were nourished by his flesh and blood. Some of them turned into armor, some turned into implements, and others entangled in his long sticks, making the originally green sticks into branches full of leaves, more vibrant.

But behind this vitality, it is a chilling killer.

The long stick waved again, this time it tore the air, not a sharp whistling, but a deafening whistling, a blow to Shee’s head.

The Church of the Marsh God lacks the magic that can greatly enhance the power, so it is the best way to strengthen itself with magic and then use force to solve the battle.

But as a result, Joseph had no time to rescue He Li, but she could only watch her being swallowed up by the incarnation of the swamp god, but seeing the huge mucus creeping gently, there was a constant voice of biting and chewing, and more Countless bloodshots are in it, which is daunting.

He Li, the main sacrifice of the Church of the Harvest Goddess, was incarcerated by the **** of the swamp!

However, the means of the **** of the swamp does not stop there. After devouring He Li, its body trembled and floated toward the sky, slowly shrinking.

"Oops!" Ray looked frightened and couldn't explain. The sword was sheathed. One hand grabbed Lanke, one hand grabbed Liv, and Sidier hugged Xiaonis, and took Mrs. Teague together. Run wild and try to escape from the port and away from the square.

At this moment, the venue was already in a mess. Someone on the way kept trying to stop him, but he was lifted without hesitation, and he became a gourd.

Now is the time to escape, who has the leisure time to explain with these blocking dogs!

It was not long before they ran, and there was a hurricane behind them. Lei binoculars rounded, throwing Liv and Ranke far away in the direction of the port, and they turned around and pulled out the sword, posing a confrontational posture.

I saw the rain in the sky, and there were countless mucus groups ejected from the body of the swamp god. Their speed is astonishingly fast, just like the arrow of the string, the hovering of the sky. The sound of the wind is the sound of their shot through the air.

The vast majority of the audience on the square are just ordinary people. In the face of such attacks, there is no way to fight back. In just one instant, at least a thousand people were hit by mucus. Good luck was blown through the skull or chest by a blow, and it died dry and crunchly. The bad luck was pierced through the hands and feet, but the wound was quickly rotted. Only a moment later, the whole person completely rotted and became a piece. Slimy liquid, squatting on the ground.

This process is naturally accompanied by great pain and horror. For a time, the crying sounds are connected, and the scene is terrible.

Ray looked at the cracks, while struggling to wave the long sword, as much as possible to intercept those mucus that is as powerful as the arrow, and greet the audience to run.

After all, his efforts still had some effect. At least hundreds of people fled under his cover and fled in the direction of the port.

But what he can save is nothing more than that. More people have not been able to escape, and under the waves of mucus attacks, they have been tempted with cries and screams, and they have turned into mucus on the square.

Those who can withstand this wave of offensives are only those who have reached the advanced level, or who are wearing heavy armor. They are not many in number, and the believers of those swamp gods who have received defensive spells in advance and will not be eroded by mucus, at least do not have any advantage in terms of number.

At this time, Sheehan had finally lost, and could no longer resist the subtle means of Joseph's lord's use of magical martial arts, and was sucked on the chest by a stick.

Just listening to the sound of broken bones, he flew out of the blood, fell on the muddy ground, slipped out slippery, and slipped far away.

It is also a coincidence that the direction in which he slipped out was exactly the mine side.

Ray’s eyes lit up, the sword waved, and the ground around him was cut off, and he was lifted up with a clever force. Then the sword was shaken, and he was cut into wounds, but the mucus stuck to him was Cut it off.

"Stil, treat him!" he said loudly.

Has sent Minnies to Mrs. Teague’s hand, and hurriedly came back to help Stil, who immediately cast a spell, and a white light fell on Shee’s body, only to see that the horrible wounds on him immediately began to heal, originally pale There was a bit more blood on the face of the paper.

"Don't... in vain..." Sean smiled and shook her head, letting her not treat herself. "I am... definitely dying..."

"It's not right! There is a force in his body that has been ruining!" Stile exclaimed. "I can't get rid of it!"

During the conversation, Sheen’s ears and noses all bleed, and they looked extremely miserable.

"Don't talk nonsense! You lied to me to give you strength, but still owe me an intelligence!" Ray said angrily, "Do you want people to die?"

Sheeen smirked twice, but there was a bit more energy in her tone: "Actually... the answer... you should have been... already guessed..."

Throw frowned and asked: "Is it really an arrangement for a noble lady?"

"Can you...who?" Sheehan laughed again, but coughed up a lot of blood in his mouth. He gasped a few times and said, "And... the bleak month..."

"What?!" Lei was shocked. "He also participated?"

"He...they...that is...the allies..."

Lei couldn't help but swear and hurriedly asked: "What else do you have to say? Hurry up! Don't bring the secret to the coffin!"

"Nothing... The rest...have nothing to do with you...I know...nothing is good..." Sheein gasped in a big mouth, but her mouth was constantly bleeding. "I am a chess piece...no Used... you... don’t... so naive... don’t... again... chess...”

Said, his eyes suddenly green, and a horrible force rose up in his body, so that Ray and Stil, who were nearby, felt as if they were being held by the boulder, and even breathing was difficult. Even the rotation of thoughts has become slow.

But Sheehan rose to the last strength, jumped up and jumped toward the center of the square.

As if receiving orders, the mucus that ran throughout the square suddenly surged, and flowed toward him in all directions, turning into a countercurrent, and like countless strings of arrows, rushing into his body.

His body was solidified in the air. In a moment, his face has completely changed. There is no trace of human feelings. Even the skin is as dry as the ancient vine, and the nose and mouth of the eyes are constantly flowing out of the rancid dirty water.

A horrible flame of light rises on him, and that is the light of divine power.

On the other hand, the battle with the **** of the swamp, Joseph, who had been defeated by the huge mucus, also made a desperate roar, and the body ignited a raging flame.

It is the flame of emerald green, and it also shines with the power of divine power.

"Go!" Ray screamed and ran with Stil turned.