Chapter 299: The slaughterer enters Veronica (center)

A considerable part of them broke into the battlefield without a helmet. They may have abandoned it because of bloodthirst, or they may be stupid enough to forget to protect their most important parts.
Phil tried to make them pay the price. As he retreated, he carefully selected the target and let each bullet fly to a head.
Explosive bullets intertwined, and fragments flew all around.
He panted and hid behind a certain ruin. His ears could hear the heavy muffled sound of bullets hitting the surface covered with fur steel. Their bullets had no good way to take these heavy armored monsters. The impact was on them. The granite-like body is almost non-existent.
A man in a red robe rushed to him, and he nodded succinctly to his comrade-in-arms.
That man was a scholar and a wizard, but most people did not like him very much, and even Phil could barely accept the profound knowledge and powerful skills that were contrary to theological logic.
"We can't stop them..."
The man said so.
"Need to use my power!"
"Not yet..."
Phil was hesitant.
"...That will stay until the last moment."
"This is the last moment!"
Phil knew he was right, but he was still hesitant. He knew that this person was far less experienced than other academics in using the power of the vast ocean. In the past, he often made troubles. In a sense, he The power in the body is like a violent melting pot meeting.
But as he said... what other opportunities?
"Okay, we have to use all necessary means to get these back!"
Phil leaned out of his head and scanned the battlefield. A huge monster-like figure behind the hordes of Oak made him take a deep breath. The gray giant was wearing heavy steel armor and stepped thunderously over the gravel. The skull hanging all over the body sounded more than once.
The monster was covered with dust, burnt to black by flames, the armor was covered with craters, and the flag behind was a weird iron plate.
One of its arms was holding the blade of the flashing current, and the other was holding a small rocket launcher. Several farts were refilling the launcher with ammunition from its shoulder.
"Dodge!"
Phil shouted suddenly, a rocket galloping towards them.
boom!
The rocket crashed into the rubble, and the huge impact threw everyone into the air.
He fell into a crater. The gun in his hand was missing. He turned over and stood up, but could not find any weapons nearby.
The corpses shattered by the bullets and the explosion were scattered around the crater, and they looked unrecognizable.
The cramping pain came again. He bent down and found that his abdomen had been torn.
But he did not notice that the surrounding gravel had been suspended in the air, the blood under his feet was boiling, the power of the vast ocean was surging around, and the wizard had already begun to tilt his anger towards the enemy.
"Do you think it will be so easy?"
The wizard roared loudly, waving his scepter, making a roar full of hatred, not inferior to Oak's howling, and rushed into the frantic battlefield.
A blue flame burst from his fist, piercing the chest of the enemy in front of him, igniting him.
The other party roared to the ground with a beast-like pain, and the blazing fire burst out again, sweeping the other's flesh and blood, and his heart was full of hateful justice.
A cluster of white hot flames rushed out of the hand, melting the armor like a candle, the burning Oak screamed in severe pain, and the high-temperature explosion also swallowed the dying human soldiers and took their lungs away. In the air.
His arms waved a fierce arc, and the armor shattered like an eggshell. He used almost brutal skills to kill, and he didn't notice a stream of fire rising in his body.
His eyes were full of light, and his limbs were covered with flames.
He can see the giant Oak in front of him, and his vision gradually shrinks, until only his strength in his eyes will burst the armor and burn the enemy's movement track.
He killed the Quartet, and every cell on his body could feel those feelings.
His arms waved like pistons, destroying everything with power he had never had. His body was full of boiling energy, but all his mind was concentrated on his prey.
Even the resisting soldiers retreated in front of him in horror, unable to resist his mighty power. He threw the soldiers away like straw, and crushed the enemy on the ground with waves of mind, until they became one on the marble. The flesh and blood, the energy surging in his body is extraordinary.
Phil turned his head to see the wizard facing the warlords of the Oak, and a hot flame circulated throughout his body.
The scholar released a flood of energy to the enemy, mixed with a roar of victory, a vicious flame shrouded his fangs, and met his armor in a burst of blazing light.
But the other party hardly blinked.
A huge force bounced back from the armor of the Oker Warlord, like a beam of light shining on the mirror surface, and the vicious power turned to corrupt its creator, and his screaming terrified Phil.
The most worrying thing still happened, the flames on the wizard disappeared, his body was disintegrating and reorganizing, and the Oakes let off from him, unwilling to approach the cursed soul.
Si Yao stepped forward and raised the long knife in front of him.
"what are you?"
He roared, but the stupid question made the wizard laugh.
"I am your end!"
He was thunderous, but the distorted mouth blurred those words. He looked down at the leader of Oak, and he didn't realize the change of his body until now.
The shape and function of his flesh and blood are indefinite, and every organ has fallen into a crazy transformation and remodeling. Organic tissue and inorganic robe are frighteningly integrated into one.~EbookFREE.me~ The bound ambitions were surging.
His soul no longer belongs to him, Hanan's existence flooded his body, his hateful curses and patient whispers unlocked the ferocious potential buried deep in the sea of ​​spirits, the wild and unrestrained transformational power He once slept quietly in his body, and now he has come out, releasing all the changes that have accumulated for decades in a few seconds.
"monster!"
The yoke roared, thrusting a long knife at his mutated flesh.
The wizard dexterously flashed away. Although the limb named legs no longer exists, he doesn't need this thing at the moment.
He flew up to Phil like a kite, and a gleam of lightning lifted the opponent from the crater. Hissing blood flowed down from Phil's shirt. A long whip-like energy arc bound him, and then threw Into a cave that collapsed towards the ground.
"If you can, then live!"
The wizard let out a low hiss, the flames and light rushing out of his hand merged into the body. The strength was extremely wild, but he didn't care. He willingly played a channel, letting the energy from the vast ocean. Wanton surge.
Then he rushed towards the teeth, and the shining electric current and flames started surging around him. This was a fatal blow, and even the teeth were unwilling to bear. He retreated, but he avoided.
"Damn!"
Seeing that he could not escape, the bridle simply raised the knife to meet him. When he rushed out of the third step, a green lightning struck the mutant wizard.
"Do not!"
The wizard raised his hair and made the last scream full of panic and epiphany, and then his body exploded like a pierced balloon.
Blood rain covered his face, and he looked back and saw Mogdrogen's green fortress rolling all the way.