Black sail

Chapter 65 LXV. Hexagon Warrior

The twisting spiral that reverses in both directions generates flames and blows out high-temperature heat waves, the feeling of unity between heaven and man, and the weird technique of pedaling in the air.

Marcus aimed at the strongest Morrison here, and within three seconds, he was killed.

At this time, Marcus' power speed was several times faster than before.

Under the blessing of the imperial arcane technique, the wooden needles slashed across Morrison like raindrops. When he moved the red sword blade, the wood shattered. At this time, Marcus had already stepped on.

Wooden stakes pierced out from under the formation and covered Morrison's head from the left, right and behind, sealing him tightly like a coffin.

Morrison didn't have time to split the wooden square, and several small wooden stakes pierced through again. The spiral heat wave directly caused the flames to spread on it, followed by tree roots and vines, bound towards his limbs and joints. Try to limit his movements.

Even if Morrison cut off all the restraints, he would be scalded by the flames.

At the same time, Marcus's extra-large spiral sword stabbed at the same time. Accelerated by the deflection of the force field, it charged at an extremely fast speed, and Morrison fell into an absolute disadvantage.

Even Morrison frowned. In the previous battle with Zahak, he spent unnecessary energy in pursuit of a quick victory. He did not expect that in the end, Bose was not Zahak, but the priest at the port.

These remnants of old Aram are not a little bit strong, they are ruthless characters.

Morrison spread out the wing blades on his elbows and cut off all the roots and vines. He slashed three swords against the flames in an instant, tore the cover plate on the wooden side and retreated violently, temporarily avoiding the sharp edge.

The hem of his clothes was engulfed in flames, but he pulled them all away with his backhand.

Marcus was shocked. He was so fast?

The Junlin Sword flashed with black light in an arc, and Marcus used a technique to deviate his position as if teleporting to avoid this invincible blow.

He is well aware of the pros and cons. This terrifying cursed weapon from 700 years ago, even if it is just a sword, has its own characteristics. No matter what it exists, it has nothing to do with strength. Cut, even then, what's the point of not hitting.

There is no time. Marcus's physical strength is not like a bottomless pit with no end. Whether it is wood magic, maintaining the force field, or stirring the spiral sword, it requires a huge amount of physical energy.

He is no longer obsessed with bringing that person back alive. This group of people is not easy to deal with. If there is a slight mistake, he will die here. He has to rely on an explosion to face the siege. Within five seconds, this place will be completely wiped out!

Marcus immediately released the last wood magic.

He stood in the air, and the wooden stakes soared around him like a high platform, like a fire rack, and then ablated them all with the high temperature of the spiral sword flame.

"I'm really fucked...all in the water!"

Renn contacted the weird force field and understood what Marcus was going to do. He was so fucking perverted. It was the first time he met someone who could open the second stage. He was really worthy of the one thousand and two golden dragons and the privateer certificate in the peaceful era. , He fulfilled his duties as the boatswain, and let all the pirates hiding behind the dead horse jump into the sea as fast as they could, otherwise there would be no dead bodies.

Claude has been protecting the seriously injured Gloria and the mysterious person at the rear. He is hesitant. It seems that there are many people here, but he and Li Si Te and his party have been running around for a whole day. It happened that Lian Yeyu had also experienced the battle with Edmund, and his physical strength was about to bottom out. He couldn't let his brother who followed him die in vain.

Gloria and Caruso were completely unable to fight. They crossed the huge wall and natural moat from the inland, and worked hard all the way to the east bank. They had already been squeezed to nothing.

Others were also exhausted physically and mentally from Zahak's interception battle and the battle at Secret Port.

But the one he faced was unscathed, the leader of the violent organization in Old Aram.

But at this time, Claude also got angry. The werewolves and dark elves can jump into the sea. These pirates are all good at water, but the seriously injured ones behind them can't jump, and they can't even fish them out. He said before that he didn't ask for a seat. , it’s just a scene talk, even if you are a pirate, you still have to show your name.

He himself did not 100% believe in Li Site's proposal. He was always pursuing the title, waiting for the emperor's heavenly soldiers to kill Beima and recruit Tianguo Harbor, so that he could regain his usefulness.

"The whole army is in formation!"

Claude yelled, he must guard the mysterious man behind him, otherwise all the hard work will be in vain.

"too late!"

Marcus also went berserk, the extra-large spiral sword exerted its strongest power, and the flame that spun and tore the air rushed five or six meters high.

In an instant, all the firewood in the surrounding area was ignited, and the arcane art of imperial objects was exerted to the extreme, and the force field exploded.

boom!
The spiral flame spread like a long dragon, rolled up like a carpet, and rolled up to a height of several meters, flowing in all directions. Wherever it passed, it pulled out ravines with the sword wind. It would kill you if it touched it, and it would burn if it touched it.

Claude's men lined up to protect the mysterious man, and he himself stood at the forefront, holding his shield high.

Fortunately, Ryan was extremely flexible and had already given an order. All the pirates gave up their horse bunkers, and they jumped into the sea together with Swanshard Wollman and others. Although they were as embarrassed as dogs in the water, their lives were still saved.

Morrison danced wildly with his whip blade, but he could only take care of himself.

Li Site protected himself with the Junlin Sword and diverted the flame dragon.

boom!
The flames completely swayed, and the ablation flames of the giant ship had already raised the temperature in the cave, and now it was even hotter. The sparks all over the sky pulled out ravines, and burned the corpses on the coast into hot coke.

Even Morrison did not resolve them all. Some sparks splashed onto the crocodile skin clothes and burned a few holes, but the already tattered clothes were not missing those holes.

Claude's side was the worst. The shields were all burned, and the soldiers' hands were all scalded. Claude in the front was covered in black dust and was in a panic.

Marcus didn't change his face. Although he didn't kill anyone, this was just the beginning. The place was completely wiped out in five seconds, and there was one last move left.

He was obsessed with arcane magic when he was young, but he had no ability to become a court sorcerer. When he was young, he joined the witch-hunting secrecy, fell into the abyss, and regretted his life.

Now that he is approaching his twilight years, the sins of the past have not been washed away, and unexpectedly he has to take action to kill people himself. It is really God's will.

"Alright, this is what I... have learned all my life."

At Marcus' age.

It is worthy of these four words that I have learned all my life.

He spread out one hand, and the extra-large sword broke away from his palm, slowly suspended in mid-air, the two halves spiraling wildly in opposite directions.

And all the charred corpses on the coast were slowly drawn into the center of the vortex in this wind force.

These still-hot embers wrapped around the extra-large spiral sword one after another, billowing smoke came out, and the temperature around Marcus reached extreme levels.

As long as you wave it, it will definitely be charred. This is not a flame, which is fleeting, but an undead ember that blows onto the body and eats the flesh and bones.

Old Arran Witch Hunt Secret Service, Master Chief, learned all his life.

Fiery black and gray dance in the wind.

"What about your mother's combo?"

Ren, who was already injured, emerged from the water. Not only was it a big job, it was a huge job.

"Fuck."

As Morrison said, he had no skill in magic, so he could only protect himself. Only Fern could stand him up. He was not a literati. It's not an exaggeration to say that a former member of the Magic Energy Industry Committee is unfathomable.

Fern has never made a move, just accumulating all her strength and waiting for this moment.

He knew that Marcus would inevitably choose to explode in order to escape the siege.

The same goes for Fen. When he is waiting to explode, this time he can only win, not lose.

The stone tablet in the underworld was too terrifying, and Fen couldn't be sure. If he used it as a medium, he might die. After some decision-making, he still had to rely on himself.

I saw Fen standing on the guardrail of the ship, her long dark hair swaying in the strong wind, and then she pulled off her dark purple robe.

His upper body is naked, and he has a qualified pirate physique after floating in the sea for many years. His skin is slightly rough, and his lean muscles are clearly defined. The dense black necromantic spells that are as obscure as worms wriggle and squirm on his upper body, as if they have vitality. Horrifying patterns of horrified undead and engravings of mysterious celestial bodies are not tattoos.

Fin took off his monocle and crushed the lens between his two fingers.

Sen Luo's Death Service Technique·First level.

release.

(End of this chapter)