Infinity from the giant

Chapter 181 Fierce Battle

You can search for "Unlimited Search Novels from Giants (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!Alfred put away his famous spear and carried the sword in one hand, with a cold light on the blade.

"Huh!"

The black sword swept across, and a hundred-meter-long gray sword light cut through the low altitude, cutting open the surrounding brick buildings like tofu!

The low-level demons hidden behind the building were instantly chopped into two.

After killing this wave of demons who ambush him, Alfred did not continue to rush, but began to retreat, he felt danger.

I saw a large black mist swept over and quickly spread to the large houses and streets in the north.

Under the mist full of acid rot and sulfur, everything is blurred and distorted.

In the mist, strangely-shaped monsters and monsters ran out of the originally calm town, with strange arms spreading all over the body, constantly squirming.

A rat panicked due to the strange changes in the environment unfortunately touched a distorted strange shadow, its body exploded in an instant, blood dripping, stained the ground, and a huge rat shadow appeared in the blood.

Like an infection, the whole ground was so poisoned that it was painted upside down, and the cinder smeared, without a trace of beauty, only ugliness, distortion and filth!

"I can feel the deep resentment in it, being gradually distorted into an existence like evil spirits."

Looking at the disturbing sight not far away, a bishop wearing a red square cap and a red dress said solemnly.

"Bishop Omod, those demon descendants may have killed hundreds of humans in the town and started the demon realm with this." Raphael frowned upon seeing this.

Demon realm is something similar to the blood realm. They are often a kind of realm-like enchantment developed by demons and blood races through blood sacrifices, combined with runes or totems.

The demons in the enchantment will be greatly strengthened, and sometimes they can be used together with the rudimentary or real domains of the demons above the Duke level, and their power can be superimposed to a certain extent!

For example, the Marquis of Grover of the blood race, after he used his source blood and blood sacrifice to forcibly activate the blood world, he could even compete with Michel of the fourth-tier peak, otherwise, his strength in the fourth-tier would have been killed by the opponent.

In a blink of an eye, a large area of ​​rooms and streets in the town were shrouded in a magical domain. Some animals were swallowed to become sacrifices or flower manure, while the remaining animals were forcibly transformed into violent beasts.

Some red-eyed mice have sharp teeth like swords, and dogs with three heads with open blood basins, blood swallows with screams and rotting claws... Numerous fingernail-sized flies and mosquitoes are flying to the sky. Covering the ground, the hum converged into a loud noise.

These animals eroded by the Demon Realm will not live long, but they are troublesome to deal with.

"End up, open the halo!"

Raphael's turquoise pupils looked at the black misty town and ordered directly.

The three hundred paladins were divided into twenty teams, and they formed quickly. Runes lit up on their white leather armor, and bright auras appeared under their feet.

There are only fifteen people in each team, lined up in an invincible front line formation and strode forward!

Countless demonized poisonous insects rushed up one after another, densely packed long thorn worms covered the ground, and various large mutant spiders rubbed their hideous mouthparts with harsh sounds, and even spewed cobwebs and shot them all over the sky.

Mosquitoes carrying plagues and toxins have already filled every gap in the house or the ground, and countless blood-colored swallows swooped down... Within the area of ​​the town, it became a vast ocean full of restlessness and murderousness.

"Holy halo! Thunder halo!"

Raphael yelled, and he took the elite team in front of him. These warriors either held war guns, or two-handed giant swords, or held a shield in one hand, and one-handed sword in the other.

Following his order, they all gleamed with dazzling sacred light and divine lightning from leather armor to weapons.

"thorn!"

Raphael flicked the spear in his hand, and the turbulent holy power flashed on the gun. He swept it out, and the dazzling white holy power and blue arc hit the restless monsters.

The more violent the action, the more intense the lightning and sacred power it triggered. I saw that almost no mosquitoes were left under the full range of lightning that contained the demon-breaking holy light, and they were directly smashed into fly ash in the air.

"Huh! Huh!"

The Paladins also waved the weapons that flashed with electricity and white light in their hands. In an instant, the brilliance sounded with the crackling sound of thunder and lightning!

A spark flashed, and the resentful spirits, mutant animals, ants and insects in the thick fog were all swept away!

The frantic attacks around did not hinder them in the slightest, nor did they change their course.Tianping Novel Network www.xstpwxs.com

The pace, posture, and momentum of their advancement are all interpreting the mighty, robust, steady, upright, and unrelenting of the Paladin!

As they progressed, the halo under their feet also began to purify the demon realm, the dense fog dispersed, and the surrounding scene gradually returned to its original state.

"Tsk tusk, do you know? I hate these magic sticks, but I also have to admit that our mid-to-low-end strength in the Fourth Age will be defeated so badly, thanks to these paladins!"

Milo stood on the roof with his hands held down, coldly looking down at the group of Paladins who had torn apart a few corners of the Demon Realm.

Werewolf Grand Duke Luke sighed: "If you fight alone, the demons have a high chance of winning, but if ten Paladins meet ten demons of the same rank, the result will be the other way around. The more the number, the greater our disadvantage. "

It is undeniable that the knight profession is the backbone of mankind. After the Quaternary, the Church of Illumination is one of the main forces of mankind against demons.

"Brian, you can do it!" Milo lowered his head and glanced at the dozens of Marquis-level demons present.

Duke Bryan nodded and led them into the thick fog. At this time, the real high-end contest began.

In the field, accompanied by countless monsters smashed into pieces, a team of fifteen figures wearing bright silver armor and stepping on the sacred halo broke through numerous obstacles and entered a street.

A Marquis demon clan held his breath and hid sideways behind a wall, his hands were churning with purple mist, condensed into a pair of sharp eagle claws, the tips of his claws glowed with a faint cold light.

He was preparing for a sneak attack, but he didn't notice that a vague black shadow appeared on the wall behind him, from which shadowy illusory chains stretched out and bound his shadow.

"Crack!"

Just as he was about to rush out, he suddenly felt his body tighten, and circles of black iron chains wrapped around him. As the chain slid, he was quickly tied up into a zongzi.

"scare!"

The Marquis of the Demon Race was shocked, he screamed, his body leaped back forcefully, and a thick black air floated all over his body.

The purple and black flames rose violently, and the black chain on his body suddenly rattled, and deep cracks appeared!

The Marquis didn't know what had happened, but he knew that he had to dodge and move, and break free.

But he didn't notice that the shadow behind him began to gradually twist and deform, and a palm stretched out from it.

"Whew!"

Blood splashed, a bit of cold light broke through the air, and an extremely sharp dagger suddenly pierced from the shadow behind the Marquis of the Demon Race. It was extremely fierce and pierced the back of his head with a knife!

The demon marquis who was retreating stagnated, his eyes were shocked, his face was unbelievable, he didn't know what happened until he died.

"Puff!"

His tall body fell to the ground, and behind him stood a short young man with a baby face wearing a black tights.

"Shadow Hand" Chris was holding a blood-stained dagger and was about to dig out the devil's brain nucleus. At this moment, several pale flames shot at him like a javelin!

"Shoo! Shoo!"

Chris leaped sideways flexibly to avoid this round of projection, jumped under a wall, his figure flashed away, merged into the shadow under the wall, and quickly disappeared.

The pale flame javelin pierced into the soil, but it did not go out. Instead, it continued to burn, melting the ground into a few red holes.

Duke Brian, wearing a light red cloak, walked out of the thick fog, and white flames like phosphorous fire danced on his dry palm.

He stared at the place where Chris had disappeared, frowning: "Shadow Hunter, I didn't expect that a hunting unit under his command had already developed to this level."

The Demon Hunter Association was founded at the end of the Third Age, and its predecessor was a hunting force under the command of the Sun King.

Duke Bryan of the Demon Race has been active for more than 700 years, and his existence is very old.

In his impression, the Demon Hunter Association has not been considered strong, but since he woke up 400 years after he slept last time, he was surprised to find that this organization has become a behemoth!

400 years ago, there was no shadow hunter profession. Brian carefully sensed the surrounding wind and grass, but found nothing unusual.

He couldn't help sighing: "It's terrible and tricky."