Vol 6 Chapter 230: Antoine

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Shen Yan actually has other ways. He can use bows and arrows. Legendary enchanting arrows are enough to penetrate dragon skin.
If the arrow of the legendary magic shooter had to find a word to describe, "laser gun" would be an appropriate word. Especially when dealing with dragons, isn't "flying kites" specifically used to describe the archer slaughtering dragons?
But Shen Yan cannot be used because he does not want to give a clear reminder to the silly B around him—
Demons, demons, and mercenaries have been involved in this vortex for centuries. Because the most test of this vortex is survivability, strikers and mages who attack the strong and defend the weak often disappear in an instant. After so many years, it can be said that there is only a melee player in the battle. The strong inertia makes everyone forget that there is still a long distance ...
This is the root of Shen Yan's ability to enter and exit the Devil Pile!
No matter how many people are surrounded, Shen Yan only needs to face seven or eight demons or demons in the end, and they have to fight each other. Shen Yan, who possesses the Frost and Sword Technique, is not afraid of siege.
But if these guys are awakened and can attack remotely, how many are the demons and demons on this battlefield? Just throwing a weapon can smash a full bag of words!
Not only does he not want to leave alive today, he will also become a model of pretending not to be anti-grass.
The conflict between Shen Yan and Antoine was placed on this magnificent battlefield, just like a little wave, and it was fleeting before any waves.

Antoine suddenly panicked. He always felt that Shen Yan looked at his eyes like "I will look at your last glance and then never see again."
Or saying "This matter has been dragged for several chapters, it's time to solve this trouble" ... Because he is very familiar with the slightly arrogant look, he used to use this expression to suggest his own strength.
However, Antoine didn't know where the danger came from, so he could only concentrate on Shen Yan.
In fact, things are not going to happen, but are happening.
With the help of pre-made magic props, Shen Yan paused the time with just one gesture.
Then he stopped walking in the air, inserted the sword back into the scabbard, and began to give Antoine a "lower resistance", "higher dispel magic" and "hint" ... the first five casts only hit three times Only three hits can make a success.
But as Antoine's magic resistance is falling down, his number of spellcasting successes is also increasing rapidly.
Antoine's magic resistance is reduced, and the permanent gain effect is isolated. But there are explosions and shouts everywhere, on the extremely hot battlefield, I can't get this idea at all!
The time stopped, Shen Yan dropped his footsteps.
Antoine's confusion: I think it's very strange, but I don't know where it is ...
Shen Yan continued to move forward, stepped back, raised his feet, and it was another time to stop!
Antoine roared in his heart: ... that feeling is coming again! Again! ... Wait, why should I say it again?
Huh? Antoine finally found the anomaly, and a strange "breakpoint" appeared in his mind. Many people's thoughts exist in the form of "talking to oneself" and "talking with unknown people." When there is an inexplicable pause in this dialogue, it will naturally be discovered by sensitive people.
[Time Stop] This magic is to jump out of the timeline, but it has little influence, and it weakens with distance. For people hundreds of meters away, this basically means no existence. The dragon's body is only a few hundred meters long, and its body feeds back this awkward feeling.
"It's time to stop?" Antoine finally wanted to understand, and the dragon's black face became pale. This amazing and rare magic, he always thought that no one except those old monsters could learn, the knowledge had been monopolized by those guys!
But who knows this will happen ... If Shen Yanlian will [time stop] will, then will he also be that big ...
"[Great Cracking Technique]!"
Feeling that Antoine had noticed the abnormality of the timeline, Shen Yan no longer relied on [Time Stop], he accelerated the speed and directly paste a big cracking technique onto the Black Dragon's face!
I only heard a burst of "Bang", and thousands of fireworks flew from Antoine's huge body!
Against the background of Antoine's desperate eyes, the fireworks that were lit flew in the air, and then turned into various pieces of clothing, belts, armor, etc ... when they fell.
He has been busy for thousands of years, and returned to liberation overnight.
The spiritual damage caused by this magic is probably above the physical damage! Especially for the greedy dragon in his bones, the property is gone, why should I use the iron rod?
Antoine, crazy and cranky, didn't even notice Shen Yan stopped, raised the sword of the lake girl, and turned into light!

The chaotic battlefield, the advantages brought by the advantages, the magic and the illusion ... These seem to be all-powerful reasons for Antoine's moment of distraction.
In fact, this is not the case. There is no coincidence in the world-the thoughts of Antoine ’s head are inexhaustible, and they are inseparable from time to time.
Shen Yan had been thinking about how to make Antoine make mistakes, so he came up with this method.
So Antoine passed his last chance ...
The light stretched across the last fifty meters between the two, hitting the chest of the abyss fierce dragon fiercely, and then ... from his back! Antoine lowered the dragon's head, looking at the big hole in his chest as if he didn't believe it, and fell into the ground with a puff.
Behind him, Shen Yan was holding a sword in one hand and a huge dragon heart in the other, standing in the air.
The real battle is never long.
...
"Can I ask you to do me a favor?"
"You said." Shen Yan stood in front of Antoine.
Antoine smiled ... The remaining Antoine returned to his human form. "I want to die like a human. Can you please take me ... to be buried in the main plane." Seeing Shen Yan nodded, Antoine seemed to put down all the burdens.
Antoine, who had been smashed by the great crack, looked miserable, not to mention the ragged clothes. He didn't even have the same intact things on his body. The more powerful, the more broken. Only his saber seemed to escape the disaster.
"This sword, please pass it on to my disciples ... Erebes knows who my disciples are, and this is all my request."
Without any information about the gloves, Shen Yan stared at the sword with a stunned look-he was too familiar with this sword, and he knew the size, weight and attributes of the sword without pulling it out ...
"Eternal vigilance", the sword of the Knights.
This is a pit, there are pits everywhere ...
"Is your disciple called Atwood?" Shen Yan looked up and asked.
But Antoine is dead ... silently.
There was no dragon skin and no falling gloves, but milky white remnants of soul flew from him, connecting Shen Yan's hands. A pair of black gloves emerged from his hand and greeted the remnant soul flying ecstatically.
Shen Yan looked up to the sky, the gloves were finally complete after absorbing the Dragon Soul, and the power was comparable to the artifact, but Shen Yan did not have much joy in his heart.
The feeling of Antoine is very complicated.
At this time, the demons around him came up towards him again, thousands of eyes with fierce light, and the layers of the tide suddenly flowed-because the white holy light shining on him was too dazzling, equivalent to one in the deep The mocking device opened.
"Go away!" Shen Yan shouted, tired and tired, and he put away Antoine's body and the lake sword in his hand.
The Holy Light faded from him, the red magic lines spread across the skin, and the unprovoked flames flew from the void, with the long whip and beheading sword of flames, two huge bat wings spread from behind him.
"I ... AM ... BALOR!"
(I am a flame demon!)