Netheril’s Brilliance

Ovak, who was sprayed by a dragon's breath, looked extremely injured. The flesh and bones on its wounds had been corroded into turbid red acid, and the only dragon claw was in the first place. It turned into flying ash in a moment. Through the scary wound that occupies almost one-fifth of the size of the black dragon's body, the people present could even see the huge internal organs continuously leaking blood, and the black dragon was on the left side of the dragon's breath. There is only half of the side dragon wing left.

"Despicable lunatics, today may be here for the time being, but I swear in the name of sore throat, soon, I will..."

"There is no need to "soon," Ovakin-Sour Maw, today is your time to die."

When the badly injured black dragon looked at the punk with a head that had exposed a large bone, Gioni, who was shot flying out, suddenly made a roar that was not inferior to that of the dragon.

"Ahhhh, Ovakin! Bet on my glory as a paladin, you... are about to feel the anger of my revenge, here, give me, go to death"!

It stands to reason that the situation on the battlefield is still in an embarrassing stage of "intermission". Both punk and bin Rachel are recovering their mana as soon as possible to prepare for the next attack... or retreat, and Ovak seems I'm even ready to run away temporarily. If in general terms, the two warring parties who are now exhausted or scarred should say some silly words to each other and then suspend the war, but... how can Gioni let it go? Has the chance of revenge passed?

This completely insane paladin did not take into account the broken bones all over his body. It seemed that Gioni, who had run out of oil, was instantly restored to his peak state when he climbed out of the gravel! Not only that, but the vindictiveness on his body is constantly rising! Too much vindictiveness even broke the flesh and blood of Gioni.

In the next second, Jiao Ni, who burst out all his anger, rushed to Ovakine again, and directly charged the black dragon's wound. This time, Ovakin could no longer rely on his magical protection to block, and even its dragon scales had been mostly destroyed by the breath just now.

"You lunatic, paladin secret? Gioni, you will pay the price, you will regret it!"

Seeing the paladin whose light is almost comparable to a small sun rushing towards him, Ovakin can only use a few magical powers to try to avoid it while roaring loudly. Now the state of the black dragon can be said to be extremely poor, and it is extremely magical. Dragon Breath and "Speed ​​Shift" can no longer be used, and due to the large amount of blood that has been spent in the last month to create the "Fountain of Goodness" for the Dragon Roar Kingdom, Ovak's horrible recovery ability as a dragon is almost Invalidate.

For the first time I felt the shadow of death hovering over my head. No one can panic except for punk, a creature that has no fear at all. For the first time, Ovak felt the great fear of death in his mind. Erupting from the depths, under the instinct to survive, this black dragon once again instigated magic power to prepare to take off and escape, but...

Punk and bin Rachel would not let their enemies leave.

Especially punk, after seeing Gioni suddenly burst out the secret method and launched a decisive charge again, he immediately realized that this was his last chance to kill Ovakin. Without hesitation, Punk immediately exhausted the last bit of magic power to prepare. Spells, his remaining magic power is not much, but punk doesn't want to be retaliated by a nineteenth-level peak spellcaster. It is necessary to kill Ovakin on the spot here!

In addition to punk, bin Rachel’s fireballs were shot at the black dragon at an unprecedented speed. This tragic battle has progressed until now. Only bin Rachel has retained the most magic power among the four masters present. He is a violent sculpting expert mage with a destructive ability that cannot be underestimated.

With the fiery flames igniting the sky, Bin Rachel’s indiscriminate bombing succeeded in destroying Ovaqin’s plan of superimposing defenses. Whenever the furious black dragon tried to cast a spell or use a scroll to superimpose magical protection on himself, that one was better than A fiery hot, a faster fireball will destroy the protection spells in the first place.

Seeing that the radiant Gioni was already close to himself again. But Ovakin's protective magic release efficiency still couldn't exceed Bin Rachel's destruction efficiency.

And if you want to escape quickly......... Ovak because of the only move "speed translation" was restrained by punk's "kinetic energy stripping", often Ovako's "speed translation" just now After the construction is completed, punk’s five or six "kinetic energy stripping" has been smashed over-without the protection of protective magic, successfully casting spells in front of punk is simply a dream!

The nineteenth-level Ovak can swear that this is the most embarrassing thing he has encountered so far, not one of them! He could see that the magic power of punk was running out, and bin Rachel’s violent spellcasting would not last long. The paladin in front of him only had the ability to make the final blow. If he didn’t get a "rebound dragon breath" "Fighting for consumption, attacking, and defense, Ovak is sure to fight to death five casters who are less than eighteenth level.

But... there is no if in the battle!

Strictly speaking, Ovakin was actually only lost to a punk "Walker's Improved Ruby Shield", and the shot that came from his own dragon's breath was damaged by a thousand fireballs by bin Rachel. Both are huge, and it is this incomparable reversal that makes Ovakin fall into this unavoidable and indefensible lore.

Until then, the angry black dragon realized that as early as when he locked the first target of attack on punk, the roles of hunter and prey had quietly reversed!

"Bah"! !

Finally, under the horrified gaze of Ovakin, even Gioni, whose body seemed to be turned into a sharp blade, successfully plunged into the wound of the black dragon. At the same moment, the soul of the paladin who was constantly accumulating fighting spirit also It was instantly fragmented.

"Then... Ovakin, are you... afraid of death?"

At this last moment, Gioni's voice suddenly became indifferent and passed out lightly.

Gioni's question is destined to be asked of himself... and can only be asked of himself.

Watching the dazzling yellow brilliance on his body burst out from his body, Gioni, who was torn apart with his epee, couldn't help but recall the most indelible scene in his memory...

In a midsummer season~www.wuxiaspot.com~, the old paladin in heavy armor put an epee larger than the door on the boy's neck.

"Answer me, my best apprentice, are you willing to defend your glory with your life"!

"I do"!

"So, are you... afraid of death"?

Accompanied by the harsh and merciless words of the old paladin, the icy sharp blade quickly dissipated the summer heat.

"…………I'm not afraid".

The young man raised his head firmly and looked directly into the eyes of the old paladin, a shadow of the leaves blown by the breeze covered his eyes.

"As a paladin, I...deem death like home"!

"Sorry...Teacher, I lied at the time. I was actually afraid of death at that time... But now! I defended my glory! And I truly regard death as home..."