MTL - C-class Hybrids Forced To Slay Dragons-v5 Chapter 36 magic sword
Yan Ling · Cang Lei Domination! Yanling · Black Sun!
The blue-white lightning struck the Sedna, and the white dragon hundreds of meters away swung its sword toward the pitch-black flame void, and the black sun disappeared silently.
Constantine was completely convinced that it was the real White King.
Chilong jumped from the deck and spread metal dragon wings in midair. The flaming arc flashed past, and the blade of rage cut off the thundercloud.
All his word spirits are disabled, and the realm can only greatly weaken the effect of word spirits. This is a fatal disadvantage.
The alchemy puppet is stronger than his body, but cannot be compared with the body of the White King. In terms of combat awareness and experience, he is thousands of years behind.
Constantine clenched the hilt of his sword, calmly. There is only one chance for him to win: Surtur, the magic sword used to kill kings.
Reined in the edge, when unsheathed, one-shot decisive victory.
The ten-fist sword that killed Kagutsumei absorbed the blood of the white dragon, and the tyrannical heartbeat came from the blade, and the hilt seemed to grow and merge with the dragon's claws.
The dripping dragon blood spreads complex and coquettish patterns on the ice surface, and a weak spirit is born from the flowing blood.
Alchemy array?
Even the White King, trying to solve him with alchemy, is too conceited.
Constantine looked at the composition of the Alchemy Array and found that the Alchemy Array only had a recording function and had no lethality. The structure is somewhat like Luo Yin's memory circuit, but it is not as simple and efficient.
Save the image of his death for repeated viewing in the future? As expected of the white king who is known for his tyranny.
The air compressed and burst, the ice layer shattered and collapsed, and the red and white lines collided head-on across a distance of hundreds of meters in an instant.
The rage that swelled to the limit in the alchemy field was tantamount to a murderous mad dragon, and the body of the white dragon was less than one-fifth of its size.
The Chilong puppet changed from supersonic speed to stillness at the moment of collision, the outer armor of the two claws cracked, and then the entire body was pushed back by the back of the knife.
The alchemy core is overloaded, and the parts of the whole body overheat and turn red. The metal dragon wings created a terrifying thrust, but to no avail.
The dragon-shape roared towards the Ten-Fist Sword, and the jagged alchemy field bit the edge of the bone sword.
The quaint and solemn ten-fist sword made a strange rubbing sound, like an evil ghost grinding his teeth and sucking blood.
The pale blade had a strange scarlet sheen, and the activated hilt was split with black and red cracks, like the eyes of evil spirits.
Another Ten Fist Sword, known as Tian Yu Yu Zhan by later generations, although it is more divine, its power is far from comparable to this.
The white dragon let out a suppressed growl, forcibly suppressed the flexible backlash, and kept attacking Constantine from the front.
A sword was heavier than a sword, and the ice was repeatedly cut and refrozen.
He didn't bother to use his words at all, but crushed his opponent with pure violence.
The furious sawtooth swept across the edge of his body many times, but the white dragon never dodged, that was his absolute confidence in his own power and power.
If Constantine chooses to switch injuries with him, he can shred this inferior first-generation seed in a second.
The Ten Fist Sword fell vertically with the strength of a meteor, and the Chilong's feet fell into the ice. The ice layer more than two meters thick was radioactively shattered under the terrifying impact. The alchemy puppet heated the sea water when it touched the sea of ice. to boiling.
In the cabin of the Sedna, Constantine was pale and grim.
Now is not the best time to start the fusion ceremony, he must not let the alchemy puppet be sunk into the deep sea like this.
A looming fire light appeared between his eyebrows, which was the third eye that symbolized his burning power.
The red dragon puppet running at the highest power roared and waved furiously, and its hideous face was like a demon made of metal mixed with flesh and blood.
The strong recycled metal was also on the verge of breaking when this blow was thrown, and the violent force deflected the Ten Fist Sword.
In this fleeting moment, Chilong stabbed Bailong's heart with his left claw.
Yan Ling · Moment!
The effect of the moment was weakened by the kingdom to only the third order, but the instant 8 times the speed also exceeded Constantine's reaction ability.
The Ten Fist Sword first pierced his left shoulder blade, and then pierced a dragon wing behind him.
The fury that returned to the size of a saber slashed at the white dragon, but was blocked by the dragon's claws.
Constantine manipulated the alchemy puppet, biting at the white dragon with serrated fangs made from the bones of the ghost-toothed dragon viper.
The dragon shapes of red and white were entangled and flew from the sea of ice to the sky. The white dragon held the saber with one hand and pulled out the ten-punch sword to repeatedly slash violently.
He is far from showing the full power of the White Throne, and the power of the dragon body is also limited by the parasite. The enemy is in a desperate situation, which even makes him feel bored.
"Swords in the name of the original sin are only things of this level. Even if seven are made, and more are made, it will not make any difference."
The rage at the peak of the Seven Deadly Sins is only slightly better than the Ten Fist Sword, and it is no threat to the Black King.
"Death, sleep, never wake up again. The new world is destined to have no place for your brother."
Bailong slashed Chilong's left wing with a sword, and then aimed at Chilong's wrist holding the knife.
Spiritual fusion, the sword of the Balrog, was born!
Constantine's spirit shifted from puppet to rage, and embraced Norton's cocoon of soul.
The cold blade light of the saber vanished, the curvature of the blade was reduced, and the jet-black blade grew **** and fiery-like slender lines.
Surtur's alchemy field is like a dormant volcano, and in the dead silence there is a fire of destruction. It is the pinnacle of alchemical weapons, and its edge is unmatched!
The illusion that death is coming invaded the white dragon's mind at this moment. He knew he had to dodge Surtur's slash, but Constantine was too close to him.
The pitch-black magic sword cut off the ten-punch sword's life, and Kagutsu, who was half-human and half-snake, let out a mournful wailing. A triangular gap opened on the Ten Fist Sword, Surter's sword pierced through the arm that Bai Long blocked, and cut off the muscles in his shoulders, almost severing Bai Long's cervical vertebra.
The white dragon accelerated without hesitation and distanced himself from Constantine.
Black flames overflowed from the surface of Surtur and spread to the whole body of the alchemy puppet. The quality of the recycled metal was further refined, and the broken dragon wings were melted in the air and reshaped, leaving the alchemy puppet intact.
Constantine manipulated the puppet to raise the magic sword, pointing directly at the head of the White King~www.novelbuddy.com~ Yanling · Yaki!
The elements are refined into false cells, and the bones and flesh regenerate and proliferate wildly. At the wound on Bai Long's left arm, a dark flame was burning, and there was no trace of heat.
The pitch-black flame represents the absolute concept of "burning and destroying", which does not require any fuelwood and cannot be extinguished, burning until the end of the world.
The dragon's regeneration ability, cocooning ability, and even soul splitting ability are meaningless in the face of Surtur.
White Dragon slashed his left arm and shoulder blade with a sword, but the new limbs were still unable to fully regenerate.
"Constantine...you deserve to be called a king."
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