Chapter 132: End game

Dick, Roger, Tom, and Gray watched the treemen slamming the snake snake lizard, all of them were stunned. After a few seconds, they recovered one after another, picked up their weapons and joined the ranks of the beast snake snake lizard. The seven heads of the monster were cut and smashed.
Joan found that the flaming snake lizard had been struggling to lie on the ground, but the broken neck was still breeding blood and flesh, trying to reshape his head, and he stopped transforming into a human form. Checked the remaining magic power of "Branch of Ilminsur", enough for him to maintain the transformation for another 30 seconds, temporarily put away this secret weapon, use a "mythical power" to launch the special ability of the mythical mage "energy" "Replacement", with the thumbs together, the remaining fingers spread out, pushing the palm of the snake snake lizard towards the dead.
"Úré!"
Joan recites the start mantra of "The Burning Hand", but instead of flames, his fingertips emit a plume of brown acid mist. The highly corrosive mist fanned out, covering the seven broken necks of the snake snake lizard, and the wound made a snorting noise, and indeed, as Joan guessed, the regeneration was terminated, and the rotten pus blood flowed out, the snake snake lizard The nearly endless vitality is coming to an end.
The seven-headed snake lizard's blood rich in fire elemental magic is a valuable magic material. Joan pulled out a high-temperature-resistant ceramic bottle from his backpack and drew up a bottle of fresh hot plasma before the broken neck. Put the good cap back in the bag. Looking up and looking around, the Lizardmen Regiment has split into two large camps. A small number of Lizardmen loyal to Kotar are still stubbornly resisted by the Knights and the Militia. More Lizardmen generals will lead their troops out of the battlefield. , From afar to see the battle of Weiss' revenge against Kotar. It’s not difficult for Joan to guess the mentality of these bystanders—they want Weiss more than Kotal to be the ultimate winner of this war. In this way, the cold-blooded nobles who do not approve of war with human beings have reason to withdraw from the swamp to restore the past calm life. Those lizard men who are loyal to the tradition no longer have to be ashamed to serve a "half-human half-devil" patriarch. .
The situation on the battlefield at first was indeed developing in the direction expected by bystanders. Although the strength of "Son of Devil" Kotar is strong, after all, he cannot fight against Wes and the three Paladins of Vassar, Gray and Daniel. What's more terrible is that the pair of demon black wings in the back were entangled by Wess's 2nd ring of natural magic "earth bondage", temporarily lost their ability to fly, and could not even escape.
Kotar waved the "Cold Blood Trident" and tried his best to block the sword of the Holy Light shining in the hands of the three knights. All his body was soaked in the blood that had been exuded from the wound. He also had to pay attention to the spells that Weiss occasionally threw over. I won't be able to support it for a long time, so I have to call out my cronies for help. However, the guard loyal to him has long been disbanded by the Knights, and the rangers have been brave enough to care for themselves, and how can they come to help him share the pressure.
Kotar received only one response in response to the call for help, or the last mourning from the seven-headed snake lizard before he died. This sorrow made Kotar feel cold, and had to face the cruel reality of the betrayal, and he could only rely on himself to save his life.
"Stop!" Kotar suddenly shouted, put the trident on the ground with his backhand, raised his hands high to make a surrender gesture, and solemnly made a request to George Vasa: "It's time to end this war! In the name of patriarch and commander-in-chief, surrender, noble knight, you are obliged to give courtesy commensurate with my status, protect my life, and safeguard my dignity!"
Kotar raised his hand and surrendered, staring at Weiss closely. The three Paladins laid down their weapons one after another. Knight's creed, military honor, and religious beliefs do not allow them to refuse the enemy's surrender, nor do they allow them to brutally kill opponents who have dropped their weapons.
Weiss doesn't care which set! With his mind full of revenge, he is still preparing to cast a spell to attack his father's enemies who have been unarmed.
"Calm down, Weiss, we can't kill a person who gave up resistance!" Captain Daniel turned his horse's head to block Weiss's casting path with his body, forcing the Lizardman to suspend the attack.
"But, did you just let this demon off? I'm not reconciled!" Weiss growled angrily, tears in his eyes.
"I can fully understand your mood and fully support you in retrieving justice for killing your father, but Vis my dear friend, killing a captive who has laid down his arms is by no means a legitimate way of revenge! Trust me, Kotar will Accept an open and fair trial, and be punished for the crimes he committed. We just need to be more patient, and justice will eventually be done—"
The saddest reality in this world is that the mean is the pass of the mean, and the noble is the epitaph of the noble. Just when the kind Captain Daniel believed that Kotar was surrendering, and tried to appease Wes to calm his anger, the "Son of Devil" betrayed his trust, and suddenly the cape disappeared out of thin air, replacing him in the encircling circle. A dying lizardman lying on the ground wounded his soldiers.
George Vasa hurriedly reminded everyone to be careful, but it was one step late, and Kotar's figure appeared in the original position of the wounded soldier, just behind Weiss, with a grinning chanting spell, and the mouth spewed out countless pure evil magic Runes.
The blasphemy runes of the "blasphemous language" are like locusts flying in the sky, instantly flooding the emotional Weiss and even Vasa and Green farther away. The magic penetrated into the body, Weiss fell into paralysis, stood there like a stone statue and couldn't even blink. Major Green was pumped down by the "blasphemous language" and fell down weakly from the horse's back. George Vassar’s situation was not so good. The runes were like trampled by thousands of horses in his mind, making him feel black and dizzy in front of his eyes, barely holding the reins to try to stabilize the crumbling body on the saddle. However, the crotch warhorse was instantly killed by the "blasphemous language", and the wailing sound turned into a white light to return to heaven, and its owner fell heavily on the ground.
"A bunch of idiots! Let me die!!"
Kotar laughed almost madly in the sky, picked up the "Cold Blood Trident" and held it high, struggling to throw at all the enemies who threatened him the most, George Vasa. The trident roared through the wind, and the blade of edge flashed strange blood. When this magic weapon pierced the flesh and blood, while killing the other party, it could also extract the life energy of the victim to feed Kotar and help him heal the wound.
Major Vaasa fell to the ground and was still suffering from dizziness and torture. He was unable to evade this mean and fatal attack. At this moment, a figure flew over and used his body to block the oncoming "cold blood" Trident".
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