Chapter 405: The Quartet of Fierce Battle (4k)(1/2)
Rumble!
The explosion of air bursts endlessly, and terrifying fluctuations overflowed.
Even in the magic circle where [Demonic Energy Abandonment] and [Ten times gravity] are applied, the aftermath of the battle between the powerful silver-level men still has a powerful force that is enough to crush the strong black iron-level men into powder.
Allen had no doubt that if it were not for the constraints of the magic circle and the resistance of the magic field, these terrifying aftermaths of the battle would have the powerful power to change the terrain and destroy cities and villages.
After all, only in this way can we deserve the reputation of the Silver-level powerful men and their lofty status.
Sao!
The platinum sword light broke through the air and slashed towards the empty corner of the courtyard in front of the somewhat wide door.
Buzz!
It seemed as if there was a light spell, shaking the void and making clear sounds, making the space tremble.
The originally empty corner suddenly ripples like water appeared, as if they were rippled by Allen's chop.
Some crimson spell luster began to spread, but it was outlined in the void in an instant, forming an extremely complex and complex spell model.
Immediately afterwards, I didn't wait for anyone to see what the spell was.
A brilliant spell aura flashed, and the huge spell model was activated and melted between heaven and earth.
clang!
The clanging sound of the collision of steel suddenly resounded, and a dazzling fire light burst out from Alan's long sword and the magic shield that seemed to be solid, and then collapsed in an instant and turned into sporadic magic particles and dissipated into the night sky.
Seeing the situation, Allen's face remained unchanged, still as calm as water and as cold as ice.
The long sword in his hand suddenly slashed on the magic shield that suddenly appeared in the void. It did not lose balance due to the impact caused by the powerful slash. Instead, it took the opportunity to take advantage of the power of recoil to swing high.
The bitter sword light filled the air, like the cold and lofty moon in the air, cold and ruthless, and fearless.
Bang bang bang bang...
The next moment, the dense sound of striking as rain hit a banana leaf suddenly rose and sounded in the entire empty courtyard.
The sound is dense and dense like a storm, and it is extremely violent and rapid.
Alan swung his sword like a hammer, and his whole body slashed like a illusion of light, like a blacksmith constantly forging his favorite sword in front of the iron furnace.
However, compared with the slowness and stagnation of the blacksmith's hammer, Allen's movements were getting faster and faster, and the interval between the collision sounds of metal texture was getting shorter and shorter.
Alan's power and the power of Alan were also accumulating in the sound of hitting that was densely dense to the limit, and kept climbing higher.
Bang!
Suddenly, the interval between the sounds of the storm, which was as small as the limit, as if thousands of blows were condensed into one, and thousands of blows were condensed into one.
"drink!"
Allen's pupils contracted unconsciously, his eyes condensed, like a knife or a sword, and he shouted in a deep voice. His heart and lungs, which were even stronger than the bellows of a large steam machine, suddenly swelled, and then suddenly contracted, bursting out an extremely strong breath, transporting blood that was heavier than lead and mercury to every place around him.
At the same time, Allen's height suddenly increased by three points, and his muscles all over his body raised high, and his whole body seemed to have become a little giant in an instant.
The blue veins on the arm were twisted and knotted like steel bars, showing a terrifying force that could destroy the city and lead the village.
Although Allen's power has not yet reached the level of the silver level.
However, with the blessing of expertise such as [Stable], [Elegant Killing Intent], [Weapon Affinity], with the increase in the explosion of [Bloody] and the sublimation of [Master-level Long Sword Skill].
Allen's power at this time may not be enough to cut down all obstacles, but there is no problem in saying that destroying cities and camps.
The eyes were like cold stars flashing, and the eyes were as sharp as the blade, and the sharpness was extremely sharp.
Allen took advantage of the force to attack, and was suddenly slashed by the long sword that was swept up, and went down with a more rapid power than before.
A platinum glow appeared from Alan's body, and a transparent golden glow projected out of Alan's eyes.
At this moment, Alan, who was fully fired, was as heroic as a god against the backdrop of this sacred luster.
The sword is shaking, like a god beating a drum, or like a god man chopping an axe.
In between the actions, there is a kind of shackles of heaven and earth, and the terrifying power of chaos, clear and turbidity.
clang!
Click!
In the quiet courtyard, two completely different sounds that were clearly distinguishable to Allen's ears.
Alan could no longer see clearly the original color of the platinum golden pupils, suddenly a divine light was guaranteed, and infinite light was blooming, as terrifying as two searchlights working at full power.
In front of me, the scarlet shield that was blocking Allen was suddenly covered with dense cracks, spreading in all directions.
The next moment, Allen pressed his wrist slightly and exerted force again.
The scarlet shield, which was already at its limit, suddenly collapsed and shattered into blocks of spell glory.
Then, the spell light that was as physical as before it became illusory, collapsed again, turned into starry light, and was squeezed out of the range of the magic array.
Sao!
With one blow, he will be in mercy. Alan suddenly exerted force, and his whole body was like a cannon popping out of the borehole, plowing a deep trace on the grass that had already suffered heavy torture.
Even because of the constraints of the [Ten times gravity] spell effect, Allen could not enter the high-speed battle at the same supersonic posture as before.
But with Allen's firepower being fully opened and he did not hesitate, there was no problem with the speed of a hundred meters in an instant.
So, the next moment, Gallup, who retreated quickly without hesitation at the moment the shield was broken, was caught up by Allen again.
And this time, he did not have the life-saving spell he had before.
"cut."
Alan opened his lips slightly, exhaled and shouted silently.
The whole body is full of blood and blood, the body is connected by muscles and bones, and the force is extremely strong and domineering.
"Gallop!"
On the side, Cecilia, who was fighting with Dalton, saw this scene suddenly shrinking her pupils, showing a look of shock.
However, it was not because she was worried about Gallup's safety.
After all, for people like them who are a hero, it is a very normal concept that there is nothing but oneself.
Everything else can be used except themselves, and everything else can be abandoned.
Not to mention the interest alliance that is just using each other and possesses ulterior motives, even those subordinates who seem to have been intimate and trusted for a long time, if the price is right, they cannot consider it.
So, Cecilia's concern for Gallup is true, but she is not worried about his safety, but she is just worried that if the other party loses, the situation will collapse in the direction outside her control.
She has always been for herself.
However, her loss of consciousness allowed Reynard to find an opportunity.
"I dare to distract myself when fighting with me!"
Dalton sneered, his tone full of sarcasm and rage.
Buzz!
The next moment, countless times of superimposed buzzing sounds from higher dimensions appeared in the material world, reflecting the sound that makes people feel short and irritable.
Then, before Cecilia could react, the overwhelming spell discs appeared from the void, stacking them up, like a hemispherical dome that enveloped Cecilia.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
An endless series of artillery-type spells such as fireballs, ice hockeys, dark energy magic balls, arcane missiles, etc. are engraved with spell discs with complex magic runes from the void, endlessly.
The terrifying roar that was continuous to no interruption seemed to be compressed to a moment and exploded in an instant.
The terrifying firepower that was so dense that it was extremely dense was released in an instant and exploded towards Cecilia.
A terrifying pit about several meters deep and dozens of meters in diameter suddenly appeared where Cecilia was standing.
The traces on it are mottled, the burning marks burned by the flames, the frost cracks that are frostbitten by extreme cold, the dark color eroded by dark energy, and the chaotic magic energy particles that are bombarded by pure arcane missiles...
This pit looks big enough, but compared to the miscellaneous spell traces that are dense enough to be called shell-type spell traces textbooks, it is obvious that they have more than a smile.
However, there was no happy expression on Dalton's face.
Because, in this huge pit, there were no traces of Cecilia's corpse that he had expected.
As for whether the other party was bombed without any bones, although Dalton had such expectations, his rationality organized such unrealistic delusions.
After all, the other party is a strong man who has entered the Silver Level with his own strength.
Although from the level of power exposed by the opponent, it is probably at the middle level of silver, which is not as good as Dalton's peak of silver or even higher level of strength.
However, the other party's understanding of the special level of the Silver Level itself and the powerful control that is enough to finely control every point of power is enough for the other party to deal with Dalton's hands.
Even if it's not long, it's definitely enough.
There is no way. Although the difference in person between the two is a huge, Dalton's control over his own strength is too poor.
If you have to quantify it, it will probably be about 100% of its power, and he can exert 30% of its combat power.
In this way, Dalton can only carry out large, rough, simple and easy-to-operate turret attacks, and cannot do other fancy operations.
Otherwise, Dalton's previous wave of attacks would have been able to take away one [Space Cage] in the left hand and one [Shadow Bond] in the right hand, and the last wave of bombardment was taken away directly.
To be continued...