Chapter 41: The Son of God and the Seed of Wheat
"You launched the assassination!"
"Trigger Critical Hit!"
"Deliver a fatal blow to enemy units, pass the judgment, and triple the damage!"
"You deal 144 damage to enemy units, and enemy units are near-dead!"
Not even dead?
The Combat Divine Servant's vitality is terrifyingly strong, and two consecutive blows have taken away more than 200 points of damage from the opponent, and in the end, the triple elemental impact of fire, lightning, and poison still can't kill him.
At the end of the attack, the night had no chance to pursue, and the fear of imminent death made the observer finally react, and he almost died at the hands of a small bug, and the strong blow made the observer angry and destroyed his reason.
"Damn, damn it, damn it! Damn bugs, give me death! ”
With a wild roar, the war spear was condensed with the only bit of aura, and the observer shot back at the night.
It turns out that even the attack speed of the Battle Divine Servant in the [Seriously Injured] state is still not slow, and the evasion judgment of the night is only 40% of the pass rate, and in desperation, at the cost of half of his own health, 5 blood shields appear in the observer's attack track in an instant.
A blow burst through the blood mist, leaving only the last cracked blood shield, crumbling, and the night got a respite and quickly retreated.
Even if they are badly injured, the observer's attack can still be fatal to them.
[Dragon's Blood Shield] complements the ability of [Dragon's Vein Burst], and 50% of your HP makes Night's strength +4, Constitution +4, and agility +2 blessing for the next minute, and at the same time, she feels like a berserker.
On the other hand, Cangye paid 50% of his health again in a frenzied manner, losing nearly 75% of his life in an instant, and at the same time, he directly triggered the first critical point of the desperate struggle, temporary strength +4, agility +3.
With two blessings, the combat power of the night has already touched the peak of the supernatural realm, with two knives in hand, and the acceleration technique rushes out, and the observer is a murderous [cross slash].
"Damn heretic!"
The observer scolded, wielding a spear to resist.
In an instant, the confrontation turned out to be a slight upper hand in the night.
Looking at the clear crack of the blood spear in his hand, the observer was a little incredulous, but time did not give him a chance to be stunned, and the onslaught of the night followed.
In just a few seconds, hundreds of knives were swung, and the observer was not to be outdone, after a fight, the war spear in his hand had been shattered into a blood mist, and the observer waved his hand, and the blood mist suddenly transformed into thousands of sharp blades and flew out.
The five-sided blood shield shattered, piercing through the mist, and hundreds of scars were cut all over the night's body, and blood flowed out, and as soon as the air was lifted, it instantly turned into flames and burned.
The color of the flame was blood, and the power of the [Dragon Vein Explosion] catalyzed the dragon blood explosion in advance, and every blood vessel in Cangye's body seemed to be burned, and the pain was unbearable.
At the same time, there was a hot gas in the body that rushed straight out, and the skin cut by the sharp blade was channeled, and it was this power that ignited the flames of the night.
The blood splattered outside ignited a brilliant flame, and the whole person of Cangye was like a fire man, and frantically attacked the observer.
Despite the temporal stats, the Observer is still above the Nights in terms of technique.
With his bare hands, he fought against Cangye's double-knife flow, and with one punch, Cangye blocked his chest with a scimitar, and beat it with strong force to vomit blood and fly upside down, but the first-order elite weapon Antioch scimitar had been broken into pieces.
Another stream of hot blood was dispatched, sprinkled on the body and ignited a raging flame, and the night suddenly roared, and the voice was faintly a little bit of dragon roar.
In the calcination of the flames, the power of the bloodline of the night is constantly stimulated, and the dragon vein awakens, so to speak, the night at this moment is worthy of becoming a real dragon descendant.
The observer was horrified and panicked:
How is this possible? How could such a being exist in this plane?
Such an existence should be a heroic figure among the children of God, and it is possible to become a legendary professional, but why, this person would be a dragonborn, and why would a heretical dragonborn receive the gift of God?
Unable to figure it out, unable to understand it, the observer was flustered under the pressure of the night's steps, and when he was injured by the opponent's knife, the intense pain made the observer calm down again.
In any case, if you dare to attack the blood god's gods, you are blaspheming! Damn it!
A rich killing intent burst out of his eyes, and the observer strode forward, his energetic body burned with amber flames, and the injuries had a tendency to be repaired in the flames, and the five-dimensional value gradually rose, and in just a short moment, the observer had regained half of the combat power of his peak.
"Dreadnought Heroic Spirit: At the cost of level dropping, suppress all injuries within 60s, combat power is constant at 50%, free from pain, the effect lasts for 60s, there will be a 5-minute cooldown time after the effect ends, and it cannot be moved during the cooldown, and it is only used by Heroic Spirit creatures."
There is not much time left for the night, and the Heroic Spirit in front of him can get a lot of rewards as long as he kills it, even if he stops now, it is too late, and after the effect is over, he only has less than 5% chance of escaping the other party's pursuit, no matter which aspect, the observer must die.
The second round of battle soon began, under the burning of dragon blood, the attack speed of the night became faster and faster, and the strength became stronger, the speed under the blessing of [Acceleration Technique] was like a ghost, unpredictable, and the dragon's reverse scale was also stained with dragon blood, and the power was raised to a higher level after absorption.
Under the sweep of the blade, nearly thirty slashes, the observer's defense was broken again, and the wrist blade ejected again, immediately cutting a gap of tens of centimeters on the opponent's body.
In the panic, the observer stepped back again, and the night stepped forward, the dragon's scales whistling, and the brilliant fire slashed at the observer's waist.
The blow was hard hit, but the painless observer threw his fists.
Time stood still at this moment, and the superbrain captured all the opponent's attack trajectories and calculated all the gaps that could be avoided in a short period of time.
The figure flickered, and in the blink of an eye, the night avoided the bombardment.
"You launched [Quick Dodge], the dodge judgment was successful, and you dodged the opponent's attack!"
Suddenly, Cangye caught a glimpse of a mocking smile on the corner of the observer's mouth, and there was a sound from the armor behind him, and a large sword burning with blood-colored flames flew out, falling into the observer's hand, and slashing his head towards Cangye.
"Slaughter Blade!"
The superbrain was running at high speed again, and the amount of calculations that were faintly beyond the activation level made Cangye's brain seem to be hit by an electric current, and he endured the pain, Cangye dodged again, dodging the slash, but was still swept by the sword pressure.
"The dodge decision is successful, you dodge the opponent's attack, and take 33 damage!"
Just Yu Wei directly beat Cangye to serious injury, but at the same time, it also triggered the second critical point of [Desperate Fight], and the attribute was blessed again, and Cangye burst out in an instant.
Soon, the observer's smile froze on his face, and in the last ten seconds, Cangye used [Splitting - Whirlwind Dance] to wear out the effect of [Fearless Heroic Spirit], and the pain returned, and the observer suddenly let out a terrible and terrible cry, and wisps of spiritual energy were wiped out by sword qi.
At the end of the attack, Cangye fell to his knees, gasping for air.
The superbrain operation stopped, and the side effect of overload was that the brain was chaotic, the eyes were hazy, and I almost fainted.
Similarly, the strength of the body has exceeded the limits of the battle, and there are multiple strains all over the body, although the observer only hit the night twice, but the damage caused by the eye almost pulled the night into a [near-death] state.
Now, the scene is a bit awkward, the observer is unable to move for five minutes from the cooldown of the [Dreadnought Heroic Spirit] effect, and if the night can recover in five minutes, he will die.
At this point, the observer burst out laughing:
"Heretic, you're strong and crazy, but just as stupid!"
Ignoring the cries of the other party, the night devoted herself to replying, but the observer shouted to himself:
"I am the god servant of the Caligula Divine Seat, kill me, you are turning your back on the Divine Throne, your [Killing Mark] will become a proof of blasphemy, no matter where you flee, you will not be able to escape the pursuit of the Divine Throne, and you will be in the dirty shadow corner of the next life."
The observer's expression suddenly became vicious:
"One more thing I forgot to tell you, this plane is just a pasture for the Divine Throne, don't you feel sad that you filthy reptiles have the only value of sacrificing your humble souls for the Divine Throne? Disappointed? That's right, that's the only value you can reap in the eyes of God! ”
"Just as the wheat that a farmer sows, you are a herd of wheat seeds ready for harvest, or inferior wheat seeds. It is your only privilege to be God's sustenance......"
"Do you really think you are the children of God? Hahahaha, a herd of grazing animals dare to hope to become noble sons of God......"
In the midst of the wild laughter, the observer's heart was full of joy, and secretly shouted:
Happy, just give me another three minutes, no, just two minutes is enough, and when I recover, this reptile in front of me can only wait to die.
Suddenly, the observer's smile froze directly, and in his horrified gaze, a scarred body suddenly rose from the ground, looking at himself with undisguised mockery and banter, but more often than not, it touched the soul with coldness.
Can a human really have such terrible eyes?
What kind of monster is it that fights against you!