Don’t raise unruly people in extreme cold weather

Chapter 593 The Favor of the God of War

As the purple light column disappeared, the male god who had been able to calmly resist the attacks of the Lancer and the Claw Wolf suddenly looked much weaker.

Although he was still blocking the attacks of the two God-killing Armors with superb martial arts, he had obviously lost his previous invulnerable defense and began to change his combat mode, from not caring about being attacked at all to trying his best to block.

This undoubtedly weakened the opponent's aggressiveness and also reduced the pressure on the Lancer and the Claw Wolf.

"Did that beam of light have any effect on those two bastards?" Both Sandrion on the front battlefield and Perfectoct outside the battlefield realized this immediately.

Although the two did not know exactly what the principle was, or whether the artifact itself had such an effect, there was no doubt that this was a very valuable opportunity.

Sandrion did not hesitate to order Alulu to launch a more fierce attack, and the axe in the claw wolf's hand transformed into a giant sword again, releasing a powerful slash.

Only the Lancer seemed to have received special instructions from Perfectoct and did not launch a fierce attack. Instead, he unfolded his shield and erected a solid defensive barrier on the battlefield.

And after the barrier was deployed, whether it was the Claw Wolf, Alulu, the Lancer himself, Sandrion standing behind the barrier, or the Steam Knight who was still able to participate in the battle on the battlefield, everyone had an additional shield emitting white fluorescence on their bodies.

This is the effect of a certain artifact shield equipped by the Lancer. It can launch a defense strong enough to resist the enemy's attack, and at the same time it can also cast a shield that can provide a certain degree of defense on the teammates you recognize.

Logically speaking, the Lancer should have deployed the shield when his side was struggling to resist just now, instead of now when his side seized the opportunity to counterattack.

But it was obvious that the other people on the battlefield did not have the leisure to think about this problem, because after losing the blessing of the purple light column, the male and female combination in front of them became not as invincible as before, and their attacks were not as vigorous, but the degree of danger of the opponent increased instead of decreased.

Originally, when the light column was still there, although the woman was beaten and clumsy and was injured from time to time and needed treatment, but overall she was in a relaxed state with plenty of room, and did not show any intention of killing Sandrion and others.

Even the Steam Knights on the side, except for a few autonomous knights being destroyed, did not kill any human knights.

It’s as if the other party doesn’t want to kill people, but hopes to turn everyone into believers of the goddess of beauty.

But as the beam of light disappeared, the opponent's margin of margin obviously disappeared, and he no longer showed mercy. Soon two steam knights were cut in half by the man because they did not dodge in time.

Although they were all protected by shields, their shields were broken by the man's superb martial arts before they were cut in half.

Noticing this scene, neither Sandrion on the battlefield nor Perfectoth outside the battlefield were moved.

Even Perfect was carefully adjusting his cannon, trying to lock the man and woman into his crosshairs.

Sandrion just shouted to the knights to be careful, and other than that he did not make any further warnings or responses.

Even the Steam Knights themselves, seeing their colleagues die in battle, not only did they not show any fear, but became even more angry and fanatical, and their speed and desire to attack were unprecedentedly high. "Hateful God of War! Why are there these annoying sticky things everywhere!" The woman cursed, and then whipped the long whip in her hand to a certain place on the battlefield.

Accompanied by the sound of a whip, as if something was broken, an altar that had been hidden just now suddenly appeared in the other corner of the battlefield.

The bloody human heads piled up like a mountain. The altar was built on the mountain. A large amount of blood flowed down the mountain and formed a pool of blood on the ground.

At this moment, on the altar, a symbol that looked very fierce and full of murderous aura was shining.

"What the hell? Do these guys like to build altars so much?" Perfect looked at the altar that was pulled out and felt a little overwhelmed.

Although she knew that the evil god cult liked to worship the gods, it should be difficult to build such an altar. Why did it feel like there were altars everywhere in the lower city? Which one was this?

However, despite complaining like this, Perfectot did not slow down his movements. He turned the muzzle of the gun and fired another shot at the altar made of piles of human heads.

The fire that flashed again easily destroyed the human head altar, but a red beam of light also appeared as the altar was destroyed, and it accurately projected onto Perfectot.

Although Perfect remained sane under the effect of the crown, she could clearly feel that the red light was constantly stirring up her anger and desire to kill.

This feeling was not unfamiliar to Perfect. The reason why she created the crown she was wearing now was largely because she encountered a similar scene last time. At that time, she also had a set of steam armor that was distorted by this force, turning it into a set that looked extremely bloody and brutal.

Obviously, this power can not only affect people's minds, but also distort certain things.

For example, at this moment, the cannon under Perfecto became more hideous under the effect of the red light, and there were many more spikes and skull decorations on it. The whole style suddenly changed from an evil scientist to an evil god, and the color of the entire cannon also turned red.

That's not pigment or paint, but the actual color of blood.

Then, Perfect felt that a powerful will was appreciating her and wanted her to become His champion and bring Him more killing and war.

As long as Perfectot is willing to agree, she can immediately obtain power comparable to that of gods, and be promoted to the subordinate god of the God of War, and have her own place in the God of War's domain.

Not only that, Perfectcot also felt that the distorted steam armor that she left in Langton last time was approaching her rapidly, and appeared in front of her in the blink of an eye.

Perfect looked closely and saw that there were many more skulls and spikes on the armor than last time. The decorations became more ornate, and the overall shape seemed to be more feminine to suit Perfect's aesthetic taste.

Not only that, there is also a red woman with a fantastic figure and long horns who is hugging the armor, her eyes filled with murderousness and temptation.

(End of this chapter)