Vol 4 Chapter 30: I didn't expect it
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Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy
- Departing Song of That Year
- 1360 characters
- 2021-03-03 12:01:05
The first dragon rider's figure did not flash back, brazenly lifted the knife, and stepped out.
Both ends of the left hand curved sickle blade disappeared at the same time, turning into faint blue short thorns, and hundreds of raindrops appeared in an instant.
Redeem the second thousand fierce rains!
A vertical plane of light suddenly penetrated into the giant claw.
Suddenly the palm of that giant claw was riddled with holes.
The figure of the dragon rider brazenly bullied.
Three afterimages followed closely behind him.
With a sense of rushing beauty like flowing water.
Take another step.
When the sound of the collision between gold and iron sounded instantly.
The four figures simultaneously transformed into a straight blue light track, brazenly piercing the behemoth!
Coming from the shadows...
My name, church!
Shadow Raid from Mohanda's legacy combat skills!
With an unpredictable aura of ghosts and spirits, the armored dragon rider shot this fierce beast with a huge paw print on the steel rock...completely penetrated!
A clear outline of a human figure floats in the abdominal cavity of the beast.
The roar of the giant beast stopped abruptly, and the vitality in the huge eyes began to fade.
It looked down at its abdomen, pain and disbelief in its eyes.
At this moment, something... familiar... whispered faintly from the valley.
The purple mist quickly agitated and began to madly scroll towards the beast.
The eyes that had started to loosen turned into fierce light again, and the scars in the abdominal cavity began to stop bleeding.
Mu Fan turned his head indifferently, and the dragon rider disappeared again.
puff……
There was a sound of a soft sharp instrument slitting his throat.
Mu Fan turned his back to the giant beast, fell lightly, and retracted the curved sickle with his left hand.
The "Dragon Core" on his chest was extremely bright at this moment, as if recording this remarkable feat.
Behind him, a huge beast head crashed to the ground.
The breath of nether energy covered the incision, and this time the purple mist could no longer stop the blood spring that was more than seven meters high from the broken head!
Mu Fan got up, this giant beast, that really whispered, he finally got some impression...
Bits of amethyst came to mind.
That sudden wave of beasts...
The figure fighting the big thunder owl...
This behemoth is clearly a shrunken magic servant!
And that low groan, as expected, should be the sacrifice of the Layela tribe.
It was even when Shura disappeared... the master of the ancient worship altar!
The vitality of the giant beast was completely cut off, and the purple blood instantly turned into black purple, and a rotten breath came.
The fog within fifty meters around has completely dissipated.
Saran not far behind was horrified on the spot, looking at the huge monster corpse on the ground.
She didn't even know that there would be such a giant beast in the valley of Lord God Envoy.
The Iron Race people who followed in the distance were also shocked.
They lived here for three years and worshipped the gods for an unknown number of times, but they didn't know that there was such a terrifying behemoth in the valley.
A beast with a height of more than five meters, the ground is like a crater after a star impact, enough to tell its power.
However, just after a roar, the monster just died.
How many hidden secrets are there in this valley?
Why did they never know before...
For the first time, these straight-hearted Iron people were confused.
The purple mist at the entrance of the valley was completely wiped out at this moment.
Mu Fan stepped in with the knife.
Now his eyes are extremely cautious.
Mechas are not allowed to enter the ruins...
If there is a magic servant with a height of twenty meters.
I am afraid that the result is really bad.
The Demon Servant who was able to fight against Da Lei Xiao was definitely not an object that the Armored Dragon Knight could deal with at this moment.
In other words, Mu Fan is far from being as powerful as the martial artist's instructor Mohanda, who can be killed by thousands of people.
The road is winding and quiet, with bare mountain walls on both sides.
After walking through the 100-meter passage, Mu Fan did not suffer a second attack.
The breath of nether energy kept him the coldest heart, and also allowed his breath to be completely integrated with this space.
Until I stepped into the valley and saw the valley with green plants, I didn't feel the slightest crisis again.
The scenery of the valley is completely different from the outside world, like undulating hills. The top of the hills feels a burst of strange and strange breath, which makes people uncomfortable and even has a slight sense of disgust.
When Mu Fan set foot on this hill...
"Outsiders, why are you hostile to me?"
The old voice suddenly bloomed from the top of the hill.
A thin purple figure walked out of the tall stone house.
Black soles of feet, purple cloak, withered brown arms exposed, and a wooden staff in his right hand.
Only a pair of purple eyes appeared under the cloak and looked down.
Behind Mu Fan, Saran, who had just followed and entered, trembled. The instinctive fear from the depths of the body and soul made her subconsciously want to retreat. However, she gritted her teeth and kept pace.
But the eyes of dozens of Iron Race people who followed her were full of fear.
God made the adults angry!
They are not intentional.
"Saran...you still don't retreat."
Those purple eyes looked towards the entrance of the canyon passage, and the old voice spread far.
"I..." Saran gritted his teeth and did not back down, but raised his head bravely, "I'll ask you why I killed my father!"
"His soul is accompanied by the gods, and will open a channel to hope for you. Is there anything wrong with this?"
The old voice carried an inexplicable kindness.
"You... lie!" Saran almost bit her lip with her teeth. "Our family is desperately mining for you, why do you treat us like this!"
"The needs his sacrifice. Now that you retreat, I can't blame you."
The divine envoy in the cloak raised his head and looked at Saran quietly. The whirlpool-like eyes revealed an extremely strange feeling.
Saran held the sledgehammer tightly.
She refused to take a step back.
Only when she was fifty meters away from the envoy would she be affected by inexplicable power. Now that Mu Fan was still in front, how could she retreat.
By the way, fifty meters!
"Mu Fan, be careful! Don't approach him!"
At this moment, Saran suddenly reminded.
"Jie Jie... late."
God made the sole of the foot without any shoes and socks stepped forward, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com's dry right hand suddenly raised the wooden staff.
The purple light blasted over the top of the wooden staff, and then pointed at Mu Fan with a single tap.
Hum!
All the Iron Race people who entered the valley felt a sudden shock in their ears, and their eardrums burst heavily.
Their eyes widened, and uncontrollable fear surged from the bottom of their hearts.
God really made the adults angry.
The purple light instantly enveloped Mu Fan's head.
The dark golden figure stepping up the ladder paused and froze.
"Jie Jie..."
Negative laughter came out slowly from the top of the hill.
This is a relic, there is no human mech warship, only this kind of armor...what can it withstand?
Mu Fan's eyes were indifferent, just covered by the blue light.
At that moment, he felt a certain cold, powerful breath covering his brain.
It seems that he wants to freeze his brain completely.
The will that the inexplicable mental power transmits is to control his nerves, so that his muscles can't move, and his heart no longer beats.
The whole person first enters a vegetative state, and then dies peacefully.
This is a weird means of mental attack.
It's far different from the attack method of mind control.
This attack is very weird, very deadly, and so unexpected.
however……
Mu Fan looked up coldly.
The dragon core on his chest lit up like breathing.
The colder nether energy aura spread all over the body!
The battle armor dragon cavalry was like a natural force field, completely isolating Mu Fan from the outside world.
Nether Energy is a completely qualitatively crushing existence!
"Sacrifice of the Layelai tribe."
"I didn't expect it."
Mu Fan shook his head, raised his steps, and stepped down.
The purple figure froze in an instant, and the old face under the cloak was full of shock.