Monarch of Evernight
Chapter 1406 Siege
Faced with the original gun, even Sosa dared not carelessly lift her hand and block it, while taking a big step back. However, speed was not his specialty, and even without the boost of the new world, Sosa's prediction was somewhat off, the big hand had not been intercepted, and the black light feathers had not entered his chest.
Sosa snorted, her face got a little weird and her body shook a few times, but she recovered as usual in the blink of an eye.
After pressing the wound, Sosa ignored the thousand nights, but looked to Howard and sipped: "Find death!” He stepped in front of Howard and punched him straight in the chest.
Howard laughed, "That's not very generous.” He had an extra long cane in his hand, a meal on the ground and a bloody cloud in place.
With Sosa's boxing gravity, the blood cloud was compressed into a drop of blood beads and then pressed into a tiny, invisible crystal, wherever Howard was.
Sosa swept around and saw Howard appearing 100 meters away, humming, "Your blood only hides its tail. Howard, what do you call a second-generation ancestor who only runs away? ”
“It takes a lot of effort to escape. I may not be able to escape a few times. Would you like to try to catch me? ”
Sosa hummed and didn't interface. Howard replaced his resistance to Sosa traction with sperm blood, allowing the body to escape at the cost of each run. But Sosa wouldn't underestimate him, and Howard's ancestors had accumulated extraordinarily well for thousands of years, and although he was now badly traumatized, who knew how many escapes he could make.
Sosa saw that Howard was still evading, so she stepped aside and headed straight for the night. A thousand nights naturally won't bring him any closer, turn around, dodge and pull away.
However, Sosa laughed and her body suddenly swelled again, growing more than a metre tall. He held his hands in vain, an invisible gravity falling apart on a thousand nights. Instead of flying far away, Sosa was constantly drawn to Sosa.
At the same time, Sosa pressed her left hand falsely, again with a backlash, pushing her eyes rolling away to the distance. As for Howard, Sosa didn't even look him in the eye.
After dragging a thousand nights closer, Sosa just punched in the air, gathering a giant inky punch on the fist and bombarding the front to the thousand nights.
Thousand nights holding a green gold sword, left hand flat pressing the sword ridge, using the sword as a shield, blocked the blue giant fist.
Thousands of nights were flying away, but suddenly the retreat slowed. Sosa's punch produced two opposite forces, a traction that locked him away for thousands of nights, leaving him nowhere to run.
The result is a thousand nights backwards almost stagnant, then sturdy hit by giant fists face to face!
A bang of muffled noise suddenly smashed hundreds of meters into the ground, like shells, leaving a deep plough ditch on the hard rock.
I struggled to climb up at night and couldn't help spitting out a breath of blood. This punch is so heavy, it's almost powerless. The taste of being struck by the Great King is unbearable, even if the thousand nights are the physical constitution of the ancient bloodline.
Sosa did not relax and jumped 100 meters, falling like a meteor, fitting to hit the ground again for thousands of nights. This time, however, he hummed, climbed up, and there was an additional wound in his chest and abdomen, small but quite deep, all cut through his ribs.
This time, he crawled out of the pit at night and was clearly slow. He was also seriously injured when he was hit twice.
But Sosa was even more surprised, "The Duke can't stand me twice, let alone hurt me. Looks like Brooks didn't put that fool in your hands. ”
It took a few strokes at night to stabilize, and then the breath started to pick up.
Sosa was not in a rush to kill, but was constantly measuring the state of the thousand nights, as she said: "It's boiling blood again. This ability of your blood family may seem useful, but it actually makes you lose faster. Blood gas is not infinite. ”
That's true, but Sosa thought about it and said, "No, you have the Book of Darkness. That's why I'm here to catch you. This way, you can't rest until you're half-dead. ”
He stepped forward and slapped again exactly the same.
Yet behind the thousand nights came a sudden phantom of a high blood clan. The phantom fell directly on the body of a thousand nights, synchronizing with his movements. Thousand nights with swords in their hands, the blades pointed to the sky, facing Sosa's giant palms.
With this clap shot, the thousands of nights of resistance were unexpectedly strong, and Sosa did not strike the thousands of nights directly into the rock, as she had done on previous occasions. And his big hand was pierced again by the blade.
Sosa stopped and took the opportunity to flash the void immediately, pulling the distance to 100 meters. But this distance may be enough for the average strong, but it is not enough for the king.
One big step for Sosa was 100 meters, then waved his hand, and the gravitational range was also 100 meters. Lifting his hand, he grabbed it for a thousand nights and pulled him out of the sky again.
But this time, when Sosa punched hard, the blood phantom synchronized with it suddenly swelled and was then gravitationally stripped. Thousands of nights, however, break free and return to freedom, momentarily away from the same time with an original gun.
Sosa had already eaten on top of it twice, knowing that the distance could not be avoided at his speed, and that she had no difficulty avoiding it and had suffered from a handful of original guns.
If he doesn't do anything, he turns to Howard and says, "It's a dark gospel, so we can get into the war. It looks like we'll have to kill you first. ”
That bloody phantom is Howard's hold on the mystery of a thousand nights, not only to amplify the power of a thousand nights, but also to use himself as bait and deceive Sosa into controlling traction. These two capabilities are tailored to Sosa's current state of war, giving him the ability to fight back a thousand nights when he could only have been passively beaten.
And the blue and gold sword in the hands of Thousand Nights is also Howard's thing, able to break the defense of the Werewolf King, repeatedly injuring Sosa, even if it's just a small mouthful, like a mosquito bite, quite annoying.
Seeing Sosa come to herself, Howard is not panicked, his staff waves, and the illusions of two blood girls appear behind the thousand nights, then merge with the thousand nights.
“The Twins of Blood, originally prepared for you, but now I can't use it, I can only let Thousand Nights take my place and let you experience the power of the Twin Girls. ”
Sosa didn't hear or turn around and swept straight at Howard. Howard did it again, at the expense of a drop of sperm blood, and avoided Sosa's blow.
Seeing Sosa in the distance for thousands of nights was so careless that he pulled him to a distance where he could use a force gun. It was a real opportunity to immediately take out the dragon burial, stretch his wings, whistle out in the morning with an enlightened infusion of force, and directly bombard Sosa's back.
The shot leaned forward at Sosa and directly blew open a bucket-like wound on her back, which also widened as a result of the blue force and intense fighting at dawn.
For the rest of the Grand Duke, however, the wounds were serious and appeared insignificant on Sosa's large body. He let go of Howard, looking back at the night, and the anger started to flame in his eyes.
Sosa whizzed, surrounded by a layer of blue armor, and rushed towards the night. Others have not yet arrived, and the traction field has firmly bound the thousand nights in place. Thousands of nights pulled out the blue gold sword and cut a sword into Sosa's blue fist.
The twin girls are left and right, such as pushing heavy objects, and they actually line up the traction field, giving a space for all the power of the thousand nights.
At this time, the thousand nights have ignored the division of the chaotic forces into dark gold blood and dawn Qiming, the original sent into the green gold sword, sword on the edge of the blade a layer of glow, instead, the original bright blue gold color pressed down.
At the same time, all the bone festivals of the thousand nights are exploding. They must be stacked from the mountain dynamism of the King of the Pole. In an instant, they climb to the top and stay until the sword is cut down. It is already infinitely powerful!
The blue and gold blood sword fell, Sosa's huge fist shadow was actually cut open by a sword, the green force that had gathered into the fist was like ice and snow melted, a large part melted, and the eyes broke apart.
Thousands of nights didn't even think that he was about to be forced into desperate punch, and was actually cut to pieces like this. And Sosa looked different, and she said, "What kind of force are you? ”
Even Sosa could not see clearly the gray force attached to the blue gold sword blade. But a little gray air wiped out a lot of Sosa's green force. In the long years since the Sosa war, no similar force has been seen.
A thousand nights naturally won't answer, wave the sword up. The twin girls did exactly the same sword-cutting action, and this time at least a 30% increase in apparent power was felt.
Sosa also stopped shooting at each other with a force fist, but instead drew them one step closer and slapped them directly into the night with a meat palm.
The blade claws crossed, and the thousand nights were knocked down again to fly out. This time he flew more than 10 metres, but Sosa didn't chase him, frowning down and looking at a deep incision in his hand.
The grey air on the wound is wiping out his flesh and force without distinction, causing the wound to widen.
Sosa just feels incredible. He is the king, the rank of the Force is near the origin of darkness. But in the face of the mysterious forces of the gray cloak, his own forces fell like recruits who had never been on the battlefield. Even the dark golden blood of night eyes, or the dawn of a thousand nights, can only leave Sosa in the downwind at most.
Sosa suddenly came up with an idea, perhaps on the holy mountain, before these forces could come to pass?
At this moment, he was sighted and looked back and saw the knife rolling around.
Night vision has recovered?
Sosa roared, her body thickened with blue armor, then waved a heavy fist shadow and hit the knife. It's just that the Sosa attack, though fierce, weakened the dreams, is no better than Grand Duke Brooks' wall of sigh.
The Wall of Sighs has the same place in the Devil's abilities as the bloodline survival plunder, for Brooks he has not had enough advantage in the ranks of loss, while for Sosa he lacks enough grade secrets to cope with his dreams.
Sosa made a fierce assault, but cut off the Dream Knife in half. The other half also cut off his blue armor 708 times, and then a hidden knife suddenly lit up and cut directly into Sosa's chest!
Sosa lowered her head and her chest robe ruptured without any damage to her skin. However, the general pain of the needle prick is spreading deep into the body, indicating that the wound is not as simple as the surface appears.
Sosa was about to crush the knife wound and suddenly there was a severe pain in her body. A black light feather exploded suddenly, and the original gun, which had just been crushed, finally found an opportunity to explode, severely traumatizing several organs.
The explosion of the original gun was very unexpected for Sosa, who discovered that his force had unwittingly dropped by a factor of ten.
Once more, Sosa discovered that there was a strange toxin in her body that silently and silently eroded his Force. Had it not been for the outbreak of the original gun, it would have taken him a little longer to detect the presence of the toxin.
As soon as the toxin is found, it is clear how it was poisoned. Sosa was furious, “Howard! Are you using such a mean technique? ”
Howard laughed, "I've got a lot of tools, and a lot of them for you. It's just one of them. You'll survive today. See what else you can do. ”