The chains condensed by magic made a crisp sound in the air, and there was a roar of a giant dragon, and Raphael felt that he really needed to find a way to slay the dragon, even the white dragon, so that the power of his 'dragon rope' could be truly exerted. It is not so empty and without a god.

It is true that snail oil hinders the power of plastic magic, but dragon slaying magic is no longer part of it. Chain chain life, divided into upper, middle and lower three ways to rush to the enemy's camp, those guys saw this, orderly division of labor above the personnel.

The people in the front row dismounted one after another, and took out a bottle of potion with a golden light from their waists, and poured it on the shield, these potions quickly merged into the shield, making the shield body glow faintly. And from it, there was a faint cry of an old turtle.

"Holy Spirit props." Raphael's brows couldn't help frowning, not all weapons can produce machine spirits, but weapons with machine spirits are so good and powerful, so naturally some people will think about this side.

However, this is not actually a human masterpiece, it really goes back to its origins, and this technology was actually made by undead lichs. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are experts in this area. But there is no copyright in this world, and if you don't have any protection measures for your technology, you can't salt it. Then I'm sorry, friend, but you have to copy and pirate this technology.

Seeing the chain chain rush into the blockade area, the center of the shield flashed, and a huge turtle with a heavy shell rushed out from above, as if it had an aura, and directly bit the dragon rope that came from the impact. And with a shake of his body, he used the turtle shell on his body as a barrier and rushed to the place where the dragon rope was in the sky, and the sound of 'clanging' resounded from the intersection of the two.

This is where the power of the Holy Spirit Props lies, although they can't really have the same independent intelligence and equipment and abilities as the Machine Spirits, but they can also do very basic defense and offense.

But these two points alone are enough to greatly increase the value of the Holy Spirit Item! The reason why it can't be popularized is because the production method is too domineering, and it is necessary to directly extract the soul of the living soul and bless it into the equipment, and ordinary souls can't withstand the process of equipment in tempering, so this skill is only in the hands of some bigwigs.

Looking back at the battle, when the underground dragon rope was about to storm up, he heard a 'dong dong' sound, and Raphael's eyes looked at it, it was a special layer of metalwork. It seems that the other party really values himself, snail oil, Holy Spirit props, these are not rotten things, in order to deal with themselves, you can take out this kind of thing, obviously the other party has an understanding of their own strength, but who is going to deal with themselves?

"Archduke Louis Perchens?" Raphael was the only person he could think of at the moment, after all, he had only been in Bloometta for a long time, and he didn't have time to make enemies everywhere. Let's not talk about the young nobles who were killed by themselves. There were only two left, one was Archduke Louis Pershings, and the other was the unmasked Earl Hornby.

Oh, that's the so-called back mountain of the Baron Morris back then. But after so long, this guy didn't even let go of a fart, and he either forgot it, or didn't dare to trouble himself. And if a marquis family had this kind of background, it would have been able to move its ass a long time ago.

"Such a blatant matter, Archduke Louis Perchens is planning to tear his face directly with the royal family? No, I tried my best to hide myself from the last incident. Archduke Louis Perchens could not have seen me, so how could he have known that I had manipulated all this from behind the scenes, and wanted to get rid of me. No, no, this matter should have nothing to do with him, so who is it? With so much energy? ”

Raphael was clueless for a while, an unknown opponent, a black hand hidden in the fog......

"Bump!" The other party took out a grenadier-like thing, filled it with some unknown metal objects, and rushed into the sky under the thrust of the magic circle, for a while, the wind and clouds surged, and one after another thunderbolts swept towards Raphael, each of these thunderbolts had the thickness of an arm, and it looked extremely terrifying.

But seeing the 'World Ripper' on Raphael's side, a burst of blue light flashed, "Whoosh~" A voice came into Raphael's ears, looking at his left shoulder, it was the instrument spirit of the 'World Ripper', its body was more condensed than before, and people could already see his rudimentary form, his body was not big, and the four-legged position was wrapped in a cloud-like cyan light, and he was a little tiger.

As soon as his figure moved, he walked through the air at a very fast speed, rushing straight into the clouds in the sky, and those lightning bolts flowed to his side, not only could not cause him any harm, but seemed to open up a road for him.

"Click!" There was another thunderbolt, but this time the target was not to rush to Raphael, but to rush directly to the opposite side, and with this help, Raphael naturally would not stay. First, a soul weaver's 'Soul Shock' came out, and those old turtles seemed to have encountered some natural enemy, and their bodies trembled slightly, and their soul bodies began to dim a little.

The thunder was rolling, hitting the old turtle's body made the situation even more serious, the woman in black in the team saw this situation, frowned, the development of things was far beyond her expectations, I thought that such a means should be enough to subdue this guy, I never thought that this person was so tricky.

"There is a death order from above, this man will die today! Either he dies or we die! Hearing this, everyone made up their minds, they were originally dead soldiers, life and death have long been forgotten, since the higher authorities have ordered this, they naturally cannot disobey.

But they didn't rush forward in a hurry, and everyone turned on their horses again, and the old turtle opened the way in front of him, rushing towards Raphael like a torrent. The three vampire counts were now in place, and Solozo Herring Aldington had arrows in his hands, providing assistance from afar, and in such a battle, he was only able to exert his combat power.

"No, Solozzo is not a bastard." Seeing that the bow and arrow were ineffective, Solozo Herring Aldington hung it at the front of the carriage, then rolled over and dismounted from the carriage and rushed forward, holding the two short swords at his side in his hands and standing beside Raphael. "Mr. Raphael, although I may not be able to help much with Solozo Herring Aldington, I am willing to make a small contribution."

"Yes." Raphael focused on the other party at the moment and didn't respond too much. Raphael didn't intend to expose his true hole cards too much, and the opponent made such a big battle against him the first time. If all his hole cards are opened at once, Raphael does not dare to guarantee that the opponent will not make corresponding targets, and there is always nothing wrong with keeping a hand.

Raphael increased the power of soul shock, and with the lightning attack of the little tiger, the old turtle collapsed and broke apart halfway through, and the dragon rope rushed into the queue of the place, and did not hit the opponent's personnel but directly hit the horse under their crotch, shooting the man first to shoot the horse, and the thief to capture the king first. Weakening the enemy's mobility is undoubtedly a more advantageous thing for them.

Raphael quickly crossed the dragon rope in front of these horses, although the rider reacted very quickly, but Raphael's movements were obviously faster, and a burst of horse neighing came out, and the dragon rope was used as a tripping horse rope can be said to be overkill, and the elemental power on it turned into secondary damage and made these horses end up with a lifelong disability.

The guys on it fell from the horses before they toppled and rolled, but being stuck in the air meant that they were full of flaws, and Raphael was not polite to them, and the dragon rope was like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity to move, and the fangs in his mouth pierced into the bodies of these guys, and the elemental power mixed in them was injected into their bodies like venom.

The human body has its own elemental balance, what is the result when this balance is broken? Dysfunctional? Rolling on the ground? No, that's the normal version, and the amount of weight Raphael injected is enough to make these people explode!

"Bang bang bang!" It was like the sound of cannonballs exploding in this field, causing the surrounding people to look sideways and see the appearance of flesh foaming everywhere, and even the eyelids of these dead soldiers couldn't help but jump a few times. People are born to die, and death is only an end for them. However, if the death is so miserable, it is not something that everyone can accept.

"Rush! Keep rushing! Even if you stop, will the other party let you go? Only by killing him can we live! Then the woman in black said in a loud voice, her toes a little above the stirrups, and she fell from the horse, and rushed towards Raphael.

I saw that the black clothes on the woman's body were raised, and the weapons and armor on her body all appeared with enchanted effects, such as 'galloping', 'strength enhancement', 'agility enhancement', etc., each step brought up bursts of dust, such as wind, like electricity, ordinary people could not even capture her trajectory through the naked eye.

"Boom!" Jovetic Tsmich rushed towards the woman in black with his bare hands, his speed was also extremely fast, no slower than this woman who was blessed all over her body, and the mutual attack between the two was also dazzling, and they did not reserve any of them, but this woman was still a lot worse than Jovetic Tsmich, and was quickly suppressed.

Behind him, the sound of horses' hooves announced, and a red horse of a divine horse rushed all the way from the end of the road, and the color of fire made people can't help but look over. The little red horse came running from the stable when he sensed that Raphael was in trouble, and Raphael flew onto his horse. With the help of the little red horse, Raphael became more unhurried when using magic.

Soon, these lost creatures were dealt with by Raphael, and pieces of soul crystals flew into the death scythe in his spiritual sea in a way that ordinary people could not detect, and were quickly devoured by it. This made the little fox look very annoyed, so he could only grab a few soul crystals of good color from them in his hands and grab them tightly.

"Jovetic, keep this guy for me. I'm going to get some information from her. Rafael looked at Jovetic Tsmich, who was teasing his opponent, and said.

"Yes, sir. Obey your orders. After saying that, he saw his figure flash, and suddenly came behind the woman in black, and slammed it at her neck, and the blood magic rushed into it, making her faint in an instant. There are too many ways for the dead to commit suicide, and we have to guard against it.

Carrying the woman directly onto his shoulder, he returned to Raphael's body.

"Little fox, I'll leave this matter to you." Raphael used his spiritual power to transmit, and seeing the little fox's angry face, he shook his head lightly and took out a few better quality soul crystals from the storage ring and handed them to her, making her face change immediately. It can only be said that a woman's mood is the same as the weather, and she will change when she says it......

"Rest assured, master. This matter was handed over to the concubine. Happily taking the soul crystals, she hurriedly took them into her illusion first, nodded happily, and then included the unconscious woman in black as well.

There really wasn't much to clean up on the battlefield, and those guys were like being tortured in Raphael's hands, not to mention the equipment on their bodies, not even a piece of good meat left for them, only those Holy Spirit props were still intact and were put into the storage ring. As for the corpses of the Red Guards, it is not easy for them to clean up on their own, because such regular troops often avoid this.

He took out a few long cylindrical flares from the storage ring, pulled down the drawstring, and a curtain of red smoke rushed into the sky, turning into a large deficit. This was given to him by the previous officer, saying that he could pull this flare for anything, and that their Red Guards would send someone to help him settle it.

I didn't expect that the first time I used it was to collect the corpses of their own people, it's really sad to think about......

The Red Guards came quickly, and the sight of this scrap of flesh on the ground made these long-experienced soldiers feel their stomachs tumble slightly, but when they saw the comrade-in-arms who died without falling, they immediately put this discomfort behind them. The Red Guards were an elite unit in the hands of Dybala Ottore, and the entire team of combatants was actually not very large, but only 500 people, so they could easily call each other by name.

At this moment, I couldn't help but feel very excited to see the ten comrades-in-arms who stayed here forever with their partners who got along day and night on weekdays. The leading officer came to Raphael's side with reddish eyes, "Hello, Mr. Raphael. Do you know who started it? ”

(How did you get back to where you are...... It's really drunk...... Flop flop, thank you to last month's first fan and ticket king *Franki*, and thank you for your continued support. ）