The Swordsman of Faerûn

Chapter 299 The Weapon That Can Kill Gods
How thick is the neck of Saint Ibrando?According to William's visual inspection, it is almost as thick as his two waists, and the skin is very firm and tough. A knife with all his strength can at most open a gap as wide as the mouth.What's even more disgusting is that the vitality of the saint's body is too strong, and the healing speed of the wound is almost as fast as that of the troll. When he cut it with a knife, before he blinked his eyelids, the wound was half healed .

In order to cut off Ibrando's neck, William estimated that it would take at least a few hundred knives to make a contribution, and it had to be the kind that exploded with all his strength.If it is true to chop hundreds of knives in such a breath, it is definitely not an easy job. Even with William's abnormal and unparalleled physical strength, he will be seriously injured or even lose his strength. Fortunately, William is not fighting alone .

Miluna still maintains that mysterious appearance, let's call her "Li Miluna", and she who can't speak is "Bou Miluna".When Ibrando temporarily lost the will to resist due to the pain, Limiluna's weird little face showed inexplicable disappointment and disdain.

She walked forward slowly, as if she wanted to see Ibrando's distress clearly.William hurriedly shouted: "Don't come here! It's dangerous here!"

Limiluna shook her head, turned around the body of the saint Ibrando, and silently chanted a spell to cast a dark shadow on each of Ibrando's limbs.The mystery and weirdness of the spell made William a little afraid. He didn't stop the little girl who was full of secrets. After Rimiluna blessed the fifth shadow on Ebrando's torso, she turned to face William. With a faint smile, he tilted his head and said, "Now, this idiot is yours. I wish you success in killing God, cute little William!"

In two lifetimes, William never felt that he could be associated with the word "cute". Words such as "bloodthirsty", "butcher", and "thug" are not uncommon. On the field, to be called "cute" by a little guy, what a violation!
William snorted coldly, and was about to question Miluna, but at this moment, Ibrando had come to his senses. After all, he remembered his situation and struggled to get up, but it was too late.The few shadows blessed by Miluna seem inconspicuous, but their power is extraordinary and terrifying. Despite Ebrando's myriad of divine powers and struggles, he still can't get rid of the comfort of the shadows.

"What's going on here? No! [Beam of Plane Shadows], Dasophia, look what you did to me? I'm the great cave god Ibrando, you can't do this to me" Saint Ibrando looked at the shadow bound on his body in horror, as if a mortal who had just woken up from a deep sleep was entangled by a deadly poisonous snake.

[Shadow of the Plane] surpasses the legendary conjuration system, and uses the shadow power of the entire plane to bind the enemy's body and soul.Theoretically speaking, unless the bound person has the brute force to break through the power of a plane, it is impossible to break free. From ancient times to the present, I have never heard of any powerful person who can break through the [plane] with his own strength. Shadow Bundle], so [Planar Shadow Bundle] has another name - [Shackles of the Gods].

[Shadow of the Plane] cannot be dispelled by any spells, and spells such as [Forbidden Magic], [Unraveling], [Singularity Annihilation], [Wish], [Miracle], etc. are invalid for it, only Direct natural sunlight can dissipate [Beam of Plane Shadow] (any unnatural or stored and transferred sunlight is also ineffective), so if anyone is caught by [Beam of Plane Shadow] in a place where the sun cannot reach If he were to be tagged, then he would have to wait until the old plane disintegrated before he could escape.

Limiluna is definitely a cruel "little monster". She ignored Ibrando's yelling, cursing and pleading, and signaled William to stab the saint's head with the autumn water knife.Although William had many doubts in his heart, after some consideration, he decided to follow the instructions of this weird little thing.

Under William's great strength, the Autumn Water Dream Smashing Knife, stained with the flesh and blood of the saint, pierced Ibrando's scalp, passed through the tough subcutaneous tissue, and inserted into Ibrando's brainstem along the crack of the skull .This is an extremely slow and painful process. Feeling the fear and torture of the scalp being drilled bit by bit, the former god of the cave completely lost his original arrogance and glory. begging, but after all it is difficult to exchange for the mercy of the enemy.

When Qiushui Knife was completely inserted into Ibrando's head, and only half a foot of the handle was exposed, Rimiluna smiled and stepped on Abrando's back, touching the handle with a small hand, Chanting another inexplicable mantra.Perhaps because she thought it was funny, Mi Sha'er also came to the front to watch the excitement. This courageous little girl also ignored the desperate wailing of the poor saint. Xiaozui asked excitedly, "Miluna, what are you doing?"

Limiluna quickly completed the incantation of the spell that was about to be cast, and a ball of energy that seemed to have vitality was slowly formed from her empty little hand.Limiluna pressed the active energy ball in her hand to Ibrando's back and spine, and replied casually: "Oh! I want to help William make a weapon that can kill gods, little thing, don't get in the way Oh me!"

Now, in the pure cognition of Misha'er's little head, no matter what she does to help William, as long as the person who helps William is a good person.So the little guy nodded his head very hard, and said solemnly with his little pink fist: "Yes! Misha will be obedient and will never be disturbed by anyone." William on the side heard the corner of his eyes Twitch, this simple little stupid girl, will be sold sooner or later and help count the money.

As soon as the active energy group in Limiluna's hand touched Ibrando's skin, it immediately penetrated into his flesh and blood like clear water poured in the desert, spreading to the whole body of the saint, and then Ibrando's body began to twitch violently, Every inch of his skin, every pore, and even every cell was trembling violently.

At this time, Ibrando is like a river fish that leaves the water and is exposed to the air. His mouth full of sharp teeth is constantly opening and closing to pant. The scales on his body slowly turn from dark green to gray. Like an aged granite surface, the exposed flesh and blood gradually lose their luster, the sebum is dry and dry, and the pupils, which were sharper than the most dazzling diamonds, gradually turned gray and white, like poor glaucoma with severe cataracts.

The change in Ibrando was so terrifying that all the onlookers couldn't help feeling chills in their hearts and scalp numbness. William had goosebumps all over his body. A monster with strong vitality was actually aging at a speed visible to the naked eye. Corruption, this is really too vicious.

(End of this chapter)