Vol 2 Chapter 310: Knight Charge

Berelika wandered like an invisible and innocent ghost in the sea of ​​skeletons, and the thunder in the sky was frantically like a dragon, smashing it down in disorder, whether it was a black skeleton, a demon, or a frost element. Berelica knew that she had to fight quickly. Skeletons could not be killed, and her summons could not last long.
The dragon Dunharvey looked down at the vampire. He lightly waved his wings, turned a wide arc, and began to dive.
Berelica saw the behemoth with a wingspan of more than thirty feet falling rapidly and began to impact in the opposite direction. The scene was like a Condor vulture hunting a thin fox.
Berelika saw the opportunity, jumped gently, grabbed the dragon's claws, Dunharvey hurriedly turned to crush the vampire to the ground.
Berelica escaped from a bottle of corrosive potion and poured it on the dragon's belly, then waved a dagger like lightning, cut the dragon's belly open, and got into the wound before being thrown away.
Dunharvey felt the shameful pain, and chanted the dragon roar in a low voice, "AhZegu!" [Dragon Roar: Ethereal Transformation], the bronze dragon body turned into a light blue haze, Belleri Ka fell from it and knocked down two black skeletons. The previous adventure was useless.
An exclamation came from the gate: "Dragon!"
Serrana rushed to this place, seeing her mother fighting the dragon, she suddenly forgot to breathe, and she was even more frightened to see Berelica falling into the sea of ​​skulls, until two cones of ice flew out of the pile of black and tumbling corpses. Only then did he relax.
Berelica turned her head to see her daughter coming, she smiled immediately, avoiding the attack of the black skull, holding the ancient scroll with both hands, rubbing a cone of ice around the scroll, and hitting Selana, "Selana, take it. Down the scroll, run!"
Selana's trip was only for her mother, how could she leave her alone and immediately took out the dagger, summoned two demon warriors, and led them into the battle.
Dunharvey flew back to the wall and stuck out his slender neck. The dragon's head was as strange as the evil face of the devil, and he inhaled gently.
Each dragon has its own good at vomiting eyes. While mastering the spirit of the word, they also changed the body and soul for the power of the spirit of the word. As the supervisor of the underworld, Dunharvey is best at the mark of death. Weaken the enemy’s armor, vitality, and magic power, and turn them into fish on the chopping board. Then you can enjoy the delicious meal slowly, whether it is the gluttony of feasting, or the elegance of chewing slowly, it all depends on his mood ...
"Kerry-Luau!" [Dragon's Roar: Mark of Death]
"The sun, the soul, and the flames!" [spit my eyes: the breath of the burning cloud]
A purple air current on the wall collided with the golden-red jet from the main entrance. Where the two met, the flames and magic energy agitated and burst into a bright colored light cluster. The shock wave dispelled everything on the earth. Blow away.
Selana repulsed the black skeleton with its teeth and claws in the air, and turned her head to see that the reinforcement was the boy.
He was sitting on a skeleton horse, but his young body made such a shaking noise.
Tuliano sat behind Lu Zhengkang and let out a silly laugh, "I found the treasure, I found the treasure!" Before he finished his words, Lu Zhengkang shook his horse off his horse. Start to charge.
Dunharvey murmured a thick voice, "Kiirdobron, Krifvoth! (Son of Nord, fight bravely!)
"Nuzhifenluftdinok! (But you will face death!
The young man roared, "God armor, divine soldier, divine power!"
Avatar!
One person and one horse, all in the strong white light with armor, magic energy fills their scattered flesh and blood, attaches a solid shield to them, and gives them reliable weapons.
The young man turned into a tall god, holding a pure white light gun, and the horse under his hips was wearing tightly fitted heavy armor. Purple flames burned in its hoof prints, paving a path of destruction.
It is the charge of the knight to death and the dragon!
The young man held his spear and pierced it horizontally and straight, and none of the thousands of skulls could stop the second engagement. The black bones flew like a noisy firework, and the knight's charge cut a smooth path through the enemy.
This is the Sixth Grade Martial Art of the Secret Legend of the Lion Xiangmen-Huanhou Sixteen Guns! Han Huanhou was Zhang Fei and Yi De, one of the five generals of the Shu Han Dynasty during the Three Kingdoms period.
The thunder in the sky struck him, and the knight relied on his full guard to resist an electric current. The thin light snakes ran on the surface of the white armor, and the weakness from the soul made him roar to the sky.
Fighting death with will like this is really a great event in life!
Lu Zhengkang swayed wantonly, his marksmanship became more and more fierce, one swipe was one piece, one bundle was a string, and he ran out hundreds of steps faster and faster, faster and faster, the wind screamed in his ears, the world was blurred, The ancient dragon standing on the wall was left.
"Finzinsezindlosdii! (The glory of victory belongs to me!
The mother and daughter vampires gathered together with the help of the summoning object. Serrana pointed to the charging boy and said to her mother: "Look, it is him. He slaughtered our clan and imprisoned our father."
"A soul?"
"No, this is just the part he stripped off."
"Then where did he go?"
"That's what I want to know~EbookFREE.me~ He seems to be in trouble."
"The entire soul stone mound is not more troublesome than this giant dragon, unless..." Berelika squinted and watched the young man throw a spear at Dunharvey, like a white rainbow piercing the sun and meteors hitting the moon. .
"Unless what?"
"Unless he meets the real master here."
"You mean..."
"The Lord of Truth!"
...
In the quiet corridor, Lu Zhengkang quickly walked in. The light on his body faded a little bit. In the darkness ahead, he saw the candle burning, like a Kongming lantern in the night sky. It was erratic and very unusual. Truth, explore before attracting moths.
Lu Zhengyao didn’t want to chase the light, but he could only move forward on such a road, surrounded by indestructible stone walls, not to mention that he is in a weak state now, even if his true body is here, there is no good way. of.
Lu Zhengkang does not doubt that he was drawn into this place by the owner of the soul stone mound. Of course, he can imagine that there is some enemy of the Lord of Truth who wants to win him, but the possibility of this is very small, and this idea Also very nonsense. The Lord of Truth may be the soul left over from the creation of the world, or the vest of a certain holy spirit or demon. These are no different for Lu Zhengkang.
Just like for a fat chicken, it makes no difference whether it is eaten by a dog or by a human.
Looking at the murals with their own dim light, those human figures are so sad, whether they have also walked slowly on this road, leaving behind joy and unforgettable memories, and finally turning into silent stones waiting for the beauty they cherish.
There was another gust of wind blowing deep in the tunnel.
Lu Zhengkang closed his eyes, and the girl put her arms around his neck from behind.
"Deer, Zheng - Kang, hehe."
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