My Heroic Life

"Master Saint, do you think this is good?"

"...Malda's words are right, we must complete the task."

It is the duty of soldiers to complete orders, and everything else must be placed behind them.

"Really, um, I also think this is right, and I don't think this is a parting of life."

"Hey?"

While on the move, Joan looked at the tall man with a black coffin beside him with some bewilderment, and found that he was showing a bold and fierce smile.

"That wild dog thought he was invincible here? I don't think so."

He turned his head to meet Joan's confused eyes, and said triumphantly:

"The big sister is amazing."

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Inside the Hull Gate, Malda closed the frosty gate of the Kingdom of the Dead, slapped the ice off his hands, and turned to look at Tarasque, who was still on the ground.

"How long do you want to lie down? The consumption is too heavy, come back to me."

The giant iron armored dragon stopped, the etheric body dissipated, and the soul returned to Malda. In the thick rolling fog, a pair of beast eyes radiating blue light had already appeared, and then there was something on the body. The scorched flames and the blood-spotted ice-blue body.

A little bit of blood infiltrated the blue giant with black and red blood flowing out. Malda knew that it was the manifestation of the characteristic that Gam was always covered in blood in the myth. This blood was not caused by Marx's injury. On the contrary, this blood containing toxins and curses has become a barrier that people cannot touch.

"Oh? You are left? It's so pathetic, but they think I'll let them go?"

The giant dog uttered words and laughed immediately. The crazy laughter mocked the timidity and stupidity of the prey.

"No, I'm here to stop you."

The blue long-haired saint spoke calmly in this laughter, while the giant dog bowed her head and stared at the thin body and asked playfully:

"You? Even your envoy has been defeated by me, what can you do as a magician?"

Malda ignored the look of the giant dog as she was looking at food. She put down the holy rod and unwrapped the holy white hair accessories, and took out a pair of metal gloves made of magic steel from the waist side with her long hair in the wind.

Ten fingers entered, the boxer was fixed, and the temperament of the blue-haired saint changed. Her sapphire blue eyes looked at the somewhat sluggish giant dog in front of her, and the corners of her mouth were raised and asked vigorously:

"Who told you that I was a magician? Puppy."

"Roar?"

Marx's hideous beast mouth opened, his eyes widened with fierce light, and the valkyrie saint in front of him had already clenched her fists and set her posture. In the next second, both sides started at the same time.

The giant dog incarnation of Marx has a huge body, but it has an unbelievable agility that does not match that body shape. Now that he is irritated and burst out with all his strength, only his limbs kicking on the ground will cause the entire area to shake, and the claws are accelerating. Across the ground, the steel-like frozen earth of Heim's underworld was also torn by it.

On the other hand, Malda's body seemed silent under the horrific sound when she was traveling. The girl was like a foot on the breeze, her weak body and flying blue hair were like a fragile lisianthus flower blooming on the beast. Between the claws.

One inch long and one inch strong, even in hand-to-hand combat. Malda was within the attack range of the Marx even before he could touch the giant dog. The faintly blue Garm dog instantly smiled with joy before the hunt. Only sharp claws pierced the blue-haired saint with a sharp wind.

In the whimper of a ghost, Malda looked calmly at the giant ice claws coming from left and right, raising his fists to block it was meaningless, even if he blocked the claws and survived the freezing air, Marx still had it. Fangs and sharp teeth can attack, and she will definitely die when her hands are sealed.

The eyes widened, and the jewel-blue pupils contracted. At this critical moment, Marda passed his mind to the guardian spirit of one body. Tarask understood with his heart, a solid iron armored dragon shell appeared in the air, not guarding the saint. On both sides, it appeared at Malda's feet.

"boom!"

As soon as the sharp claws approached, Malda’s pedaling dragon armor roared and accelerated again, and the fragile bellflower flowers passed through the cold twinkling claws of the giant dog, and passed the twisted jaws of Marx, quickly. Floating to the chest and abdomen of the beast's weakness.

Marx's face suddenly stiffened during this sudden change, and under him, the blue-haired saint clenched her fists, the magic circuit of the whole body was dimmed and silent for a moment, and the next moment it was lit at the same time, shaking the world. Magic resonance.

He lowered his right shoulder and stretched his feet to crack the ground. The explosive force of horror was transmitted along the layers of the body. The upper body was twisted like a turbocharger, and the unmatched force exploded again and accelerated to the atmosphere along the right fist.

"Hahhhhhhh!"

The fist that danced in the rage seemed to break through the Tianyuan, and the tearing sound of the atmosphere spread from the middle layer of ripples. The front end of the magic steel glove appeared as a light edge like a meteorite. Under this endless momentum, the uppercut punched into it. The chest and abdomen of the mythical dog.

"boom----!"

"Aw--!"

At this moment, Marx wailed through the world, and his huge body flew off the ground under this fist, and the upward rewinding wind and air waves pushed his body to fly, freezing air and dense fog. Jelda flees as the center of the circle spreads.

The ice body of the Garm Dog, which is harder than steel, shattered like thin ice under this blow. The entire hollow chest was pierced with bones and dark blue blood. The body of the giant dog was like a rocket ejected. Rising into the sky and falling vertically, with a loud noise, it crashed into the frozen pile of rocks.

Marx's eyes went dark and almost fainted, he struggled to get up while the blood was gushing, and looked at a piece of thin chest in disbelief.

"This woman! Ohh..."

He bared his teeth in anger, wanted to curse, but spit out a mouthful of blue blood mixed with frost. In the thick fog not far away, Malda had already stepped forward to find it.

"You have to thank you for the dense fog in your hometown."

The blue-haired saint said with a chuckle.

"The hit was too high just now, and the thick fog covered you, letting you escape my whole set of combos."

"But now you should know how good I am, puppy."

Marda walked in awe-inspiring battle spirit, and Marx stared at this woman who was obviously a saint, but was stronger and more powerful than the Berserker in close combat. The threat of death prompted it to go all out.

"You are indeed very strong, but don't forget, this is the underworld of Heim."

The giant dog showed its bloody fangs and laughed frantically.

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Why can the Zonglian body have an advantage after Judgment Day, the Forest of Nine Worlds, which has been in operation for many years?

There are many answers to this question. Since the Zonglian priests launched an offensive at all costs and once captured the entire Nine Worlds Forest ten years ago, this strange and mysterious worship country has gradually emerged and inherited the power of gods or monsters from myths and legends. The priest of the European Union, the European Union's secret agent, has been investigating for many years, but found nothing.

Even if the Tribunal retakes some areas later, this situation has not changed. Under this general trend, the three major forces that quickly surpassed the thousands of organizations in the sect, Asaph Temple, Beast Den, and Frost Hand of Flame.

Next came the extremely difficult days for the trial court.

These priests of the same origin with the Kingdom of Gods in the Forest of the Nine Realms gallop in the Demon Realm, occupying the home court advantage, and the most obvious of them is the priests in the cave of the beasts.

These priests who inherited the blood of the legendary monsters stood side by side with the Temple of Asaph and the Hand of Frostfire with just a few people. From this we can see how high their fighting power is. They are even more powerful in their various territories. The bonus and unique advantages.

The bluish light shined in Marx’s eyes. The punch just now made the blood-spotted dog fully realize that it was not a prey, but an enemy with the same strength. He looked at the saint who was not far away. Knowing that the next battle will be a death fight, he has no reservations when the magic power inspires the faint blue light.

The faintly blue giant dog kicked on all fours and did not rush to the saint who was waiting in the opposite direction. Instead, he ran straight to the depths of the dense fog. Malda was stunned by the pigeon, and then immediately rushed to catch up.

The thick fog obscured the sight of the saint. She knew that in the underworld of Heim, once the figure of Marx was lost in her vision, she would face its mysterious sneak attacks. Once let him succeed, she might be dead. When thinking Malda accelerated again, and then she finally saw what the beast that turned around was going to do.

The blue giant dog is devouring the ghost at this time.