Chapter 2847: Jian Yao of the Temple (19th)
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Light Spirit Epic
- 雷文D维克萨斯
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- 2021-02-04 10:51:45
Chapter 2847 Jian Yao Of The Temple Nineteen
The Mithril Fluid Spear Gun and Thorar's Longwu Spear Sword collided accurately, which can be described as tit-for-tat!
With the hardness of Mithril fluid, even if the magic is injected and hardened beforehand, it is absolutely impossible to beat the Longwu thorn sword. But it doesn't matter, the hardness is not enough to make up. Bedyville constructed the fluid stinger into a spiral when he shot it, and that's it!
The moment they collided with each other, the Mithril fluid spiral stinger began to disintegrate. Like a flower blooming, it spreads out in all directions along the spiral pattern of itself, centered on the collision of the opposite Longwu thorn sword. The Mithril fluid before spalling counteracted the impact of the Longwu Spear Sword, and the Mithril fluid after spalling turned back from all directions, grabbing the Longwu Spearblade like a big hand and not letting it Keep moving forward!
The Longwu stinger is indeed extremely sharp and hard. It pierces the Mithril fluid as easily as a sharp needle piercing the jelly. However, this simple rolling penetration lasted only about one tenth of a second. It only pierced the Mithril Fluid Spiral Spear for less than an inch. It immediately seemed to be stuck in a thick mud and couldn't advance forward, because the Mithril fluid that was scattered at this time had wrapped the Longwu Stinger sword. It has a length of three inches!
If the sword holder is an adult, the heyday magic swordsman Solar, that guy may still be able to force through the Mithril fluid by himself, causing damage to Bediville hiding behind. But now that Solar has drank the water of the immortal lake, his body has become like a cowardly young man. His strength is not enough to counteract the huge viscosity of Mithril fluid!
[Is this also in your calculations? !! ] At that instant, Solar stared at Bedyville with a silent expression of surprise.
[of course. ] Bedwell looked at Solar as well, as if to answer.
[However, this is not over! ] The swordman's face flickered for a moment, as if demonstrating.
The Longwu stinger began to emit a golden light, releasing all its magic power and turning it into a powerful unmatched current!
Bediville's fatal mistake was to use Mithril fluid to block the dragon sword. Because it is an alloy after all, metal can conduct electricity! Part of the Mithril fluid not only
turns on
the dragon sword, but also communicates with the arm of the werewolf youth holding [Shell of the World Tree]. This electric shock will be directly introduced into the body of the werewolf youth through the fluid.
"Huh." However, at the moment when the golden sword glowed from the bayonet, Bediville relaxed and shook a smile.
[Yes, this is in my calculations. ] That smile seemed to say.
Not only did the powerful current not flow into Bedyville, it even disappeared for an instant. Solar stared at it puzzledly, then instantly thought of something. He turned his eyes and glanced at the ground, and sure enough, part of the Mithril fluid had already stuck on the ground like a probe, forming several conductive channels!
The earth is a much better conductor than the human body, and its conductivity is much higher than Bediville's. Conductors have priority. Since there are better conductors, the current will naturally flow directly from the channel built by Mithril fluid to the ground, and will not pass through Bedyville's body at all! This is just the basic principle of electricity!
Bedyville has long suffered from the electric shock of the Longwu thorn sword. Since he had long considered that Solar would pretend to attack with the Longwu thorn sword, how could he not be prepared to prevent electric shock in advance?
Solar couldn't help marveling that he was a missed chess player, or that Bedyville planned too well!
The next instant, the tungsten tortoise tongue whip had wrapped around Solar's arms and neck, to the point where he could break the slender hands and neck of the magic swordman with a little force.
"It's over." The werewolf youth was completely relieved: "You lost this duel, Solar."
"I have to admire, my friend." The magic swordman whispered, "But I also want to ask you, did you do this on purpose?"
"what?"
"You have a chance to run through my heart and take down the victory of this duel, but you didn't, just use a whip to restrict my actions. This is to release water to you? You just scolded me for not attacking me The hand is not a hypocrite, but a hypocrite, but isn't your behavior the same as mine? "
"Oh, believe me, if I can, I'll be happy to kill you annoying guy." Beddyville snorted. "But a guy who claims to be my son recently has exactly the same face as yours Meet me. So whenever I see your face, I feel weird. I won't kill you until I understand everything. "
"There are few people in the dragon hunter family who are still alive and look like me. I used to be spit and look like my father." Solar replied: "You are wrong."
"Anyway, I will always find out." Beddyville pouted: "Crap nonsense. So whether you surrender or surrender? Or should I first cut off your two arms and completely ruin your mobility? ? "
auzw.com "This is still a bit difficult to handle." Solaar looked confused: "After all, my hole cards haven't been finished-"
"What?"
tie! !! As Beddyville and Solar were distracted, something stuck on his back.
The Longwu dagger that flew out before came back again!
This thing turned out to be brain-controlled, will it return home automatically? !!
"Miscellaneous account" I did not expect that Solar was so cunning to this point, and the attack of Bediville, who was hit by two dragon and fire daggers on his back, couldn't help but look dark and began to fall forward!
Fortunately, the returning Longwu daggers had almost no activation of their magical effects, and they only caused physical damage on the back of Bedyville. Although the two daggers penetrated deeply into his lungs and caused considerable damage, the werewolf youth kept awake with steel-like will before falling down!
He knew that if he fell, he would lose. All he could do was find a way to fight against Solar before he fell completely. He didn't care about that too much. First, he activated the silver bracelet on his right arm and injected the [Accelerator] into the blood vessel. Under the premise of accelerating the pain of the medicine and increasing the speed of the nerve response, the werewolf youth quickly activated Mithril fluid to sweep everything around!
He first blocked the wound on his back with fluid to prevent the two daggers from moving around and expanding the damage. Like a werewolf youth wearing a heavy silver armor, he fell forward and hit directly on Solar.
"Hey!"-What else did Solar want to say, but he was crushed down by the collapsed Bedyville. Then Mithril fluid also covered the magic swordsman's body, holding every inch of his muscles tightly, making him unable to move!
"Can't you move?" Beddyville exhaled and said hardly, "You just wait there and wait for me to come back obediently!"
The attractiveness of Mithril fluid is like a hand, pulling out the dragon martial dagger stuck on Beddyville's back. The fluid also blocked the wound on Beddyville's back, preventing it from bleeding. The fire of the spell also flew near the wound on Beddyville's back. The photons emitted by it had a certain ability to activate cells, which should be able to promote wound healing to some extent.
Bedyville is confident that he will not die under this level of injury. Give him enough time and he will recover.
And Solar was overwhelmed by Bediville and couldn't move. Unless the magic swordsman has returned to his original strong figure and has enough strength to compete with Mithril fluid, the werewolf youth does not think that Solar will have any chance to come over!
"Do you want to fight?" Beddyville asked, "It looks like you have run out of back hands? Unless you want to kill me with your mouth?"
"This"
"It's okay to win right away," Bedyville bluffed. "Let Mithril run over your body and you'll suffocate. I don't know if the Dragon Hunters can survive without breathing, but I guess you too Ordinary humans who have been strengthened by dragon blood will still suffocate and die? "
"I'm convinced." After a few seconds of pause, Solare finally said helplessly: "I surrender, my friend. You won this duel. Well, can you let me go now? You are so heavy"
"I also think" Beddyville felt his eyelids fall, "But this Mithril is a little out of control? So sleepy."
As if to intentionally protect its owner, when Bediville gradually lost consciousness, Mithril fluid also maintained this hardness and quality in situ, and even changed barrier-like structures around it to further enhance protection.
wrong. It has nothing to do with Mithril fluid. It should be the fire of the spell of manipulating Mithril fluid, and want to protect the badly wounded Bedyville, so let the fluid stay in place.
The fire of spells in Bedyville is different from the spells of other spellcasters. It has evolved into a higher spirit [Seal Sun] infinitely close to the Holy Spirit. So even without Bediville's order, it has a way to act independently and do some simple tasks. It is not difficult to mobilize Mithril fluid and maintain the defensive for several hours.
"Wait, are you serious?" Solaar was anxious to see Beddyville trying to sleep: "Don't sleep, my friend! Let go of me first! How long do you want to sleep? If What if I want to go to the toilet ?! "
"Sorry," Beddyville whispered, his sleep could not be suppressed by his will, and Beddyville's eyelids completely collapsed. With severe injuries and major blood loss, he fell asleep quickly, as if his body wanted to save energy for self-healing.
So Solar's face suddenly turned blue. Pressured by the huge and heavy Mithril fluid mountain, he was a little breathless. Before the war, he drank a whole water bag [the water of the Lake of the Immortal Lake], and now he seemed to feel a little impatient.
"Oh, God--" The magic swordsman wondered how long he could last. He felt the despair of comparing the limits of his own body's tolerance with the shortest time that Bedyville might wake up again.