Paradise: Ready Player One

"Boom" sound.

The earth trembled for it.

This demon who claims to be in charge of the earth does not actually have special abilities, but with its own size and strength, it is also worthy of this title.

"Is that the end of it?"

Mei Lian Solomon was sure that the attack of his "right foot" was a real hit.

However, what he didn't expect was that the magical beast he specially used to suppress and destroy was shaken by a person, and it was directly overturned on the ground.

The giant monster, also known as the black dog, turned its body over and let out a deafening roar at Chen Ming. The breath it released set off a hurricane on the flat ground.

In an instant, a large forest was overwhelmed, and some familiars who couldn't dodge were also involved.

"This thing is really heavy"

Chen Ming showed emotion and moved his wrist.

After blessing the "Vajra Power" for the first time, there was still a heavy feeling, as if I was really overturning a mountain. .

Mei Lian Solomon frowned slightly, and muttered something in a low voice.

"It seems that this time the job is not finished well."

"By the way, how is the treatment of your burial agency?"

Chen Ming asked curiously.

"Why, are you also interested in coming to work here?"

Mei Lian Solomon tilted his head, really never thought about such a possibility.

If you think about it carefully, even a dead disciple like him can work for the Church of the Holy Church, and Chen Ming, a serious person, shouldn't have too much of a problem.

"The treatment is just like that. With the character of Narubalek, it is really possible to agree to you to join, just as the alternate position is vacant again, but it is a pity that the task I received is to obliterate you! "

As soon as the words fell, the black dog trampled towards Chen Ming again.

However, Chen Ming, who had already measured this guy's strength, was no longer in the mood to play around with him, and held the holy sword in his hand.

"This is……"

Mei Lian Solomon stared at the "Sword of Victory and Oath", felt the holy aura emanating from it, and felt a little uncomfortable.

As the ancestor of the dead, the cursed existence instinctively rejects this holy aura.

At any rate, it is an existence that has lived for thousands of years. Mei Lian? Solomon naturally had some impressions of the sword in Chen Ming's hand. Just as he was trying to remember it, Chen Ming had already raised the holy sword.

Chant your real name!

"Ealiur"

The magic power was transformed into light, which was gathered at the tip of the sword, and penetrated the body of the black dog with the power to annihilate everything.

Even the body of the dead man was swallowed up.

The battle came to an abrupt end!

This is also a matter of course, Chen Ming has amplified his moves, even the ancestor of the dead disciples can't stand it.

But the real tricky thing about the Dead Apostles is their immortality, even if they can be defeated, they cannot be completely killed, they can only be sealed.

Sure enough, as the smoke cleared, Mei Lian Solomon still looked energetic.

Even though he lost half of his body, it didn't seem to have any effect on it.

Still full of anger, he cursed there.

"Where did you become a pervert, are magicians so strong? I can't do this job."

The lost body recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Mei Lian Solomon already had the intention to withdraw from the sword strike just now.

"Don't leave in such a hurry. I'm still very interested in the ancestor of the dead disciples. I heard that you once followed Zhu Yue. Are you interested in telling me about that existence?"

Chen Ming asked, but the tone revealed did not allow for rejection.

"Who allowed you to mention these two words?"

Mei Lian Solomon's face changed, it was a taboo buried in his heart.

The aura unleashed by the ancestor of the Dead Apostle who completely broke out changed the expression of the world.

However, to Chen Ming, it was just a breeze blowing on his face.

Chapter 337

The battle with this ancestor of the dead is somewhat boring.

Not only is he himself immortal, even if the summoned demons are beheaded by Chen Ming, they will also be re-imagined by Mei Lian Solomon.

After several rounds of such boring battles, Chen Ming's patience was almost worn out.

He knew that if he continued like this, it would be difficult to achieve results.

One's own magic power is not infinite, but the life of the other party is endless.

The best way to deal with the Dead Apostles is probably the only way to seal them.

But Chen Ming's methods in this regard are indeed lacking.

For example, if the church wants to seal the ancestor of the dead, it will take hundreds of years to prepare.

And the success rate is very limited.

It seems that the subject of research on the souls of the Dead Apostles needs to be put aside for the time being.

Chen Ming has already decided to end this senseless battle.

The black dog running on the ground kept suppressing him with its huge body, and there was also a fortress-like king of the sky in the sky, constantly throwing monsters.

These two "legged monsters" both have the same body shape, but they are both lacking in intelligence.

It takes Meilian Solomon to lead the fight.

The monster on the left wrist is an old man dressed as a priest. He doesn't have any fighting ability, but he can change his appearance and control a group of rats.

Meilian Solomon's change of appearance depends on his strength.

But in the current battle, the Mouse King was useless.

Like other magicians' familiars, they serve as outsiders.

As for Meilian Solomon himself, he entered the body of the right-hand demon.

It was a giant mecha in the form of a girl.

It is ten meters high, has an angel-like shape, and is equipped with various modern firearms. No matter how you look at it, it is difficult to associate it with a monster.

It seems that the Dead Apostles must also keep pace with the times and keep up with the trend of the times. Even if they have lived for thousands of years, it is difficult to refuse the romance of the machine armor.

On weekdays, Mei Lian Solomon would rarely summon this magical beast named Clever Girl.

It can be seen that what Chen Ming said before really hit his sore spot.

"Why, don't continue to use the trick just now, is it because of insufficient magic power or other restrictions?"

Mei Lian Solomon's childish voice full of badness is transmitted through the body of the clever girl.

The current fighting situation looks like Chen Ming is surrounded.

But Mei Lian Solomon had to admit that if he wasn't a Dead Apostle, he really wouldn't be the opponent of this magician.

When the sword came down just now, the battle had actually already been decided.

But the Dead Apostle is such an unreasonable creature.

The blood bar is locked, how to fight it.

"Dead Apostle is amazing, isn't it?"

Chen Ming was a little annoyed at being harassed by these endless monsters.

The key is that these monsters are actually the realization of Mei Lian Solomon's imagination, and there is no reward for beheading them, otherwise Chen Ming can accompany the other party to fight forever.

"That's right, the Dead Apostles are amazing"

The voice of Mei Lian Solomon came again.

This battle was not the most difficult one Chen Ming had ever fought, but it was the most unpleasant one.

"I remember you. Sooner or later, I will take a coffin and nail you in it. Then you will know that immortality is actually a curse."

Chen Ming had no desire to continue fighting, so he said a harsh word.

This made Mei Lian Solomon's hair stand on end in the mecha, as if under Chen Ming's words, he really saw the day when he was nailed in the coffin.

The more powerful these beings are, the more they have an almost instinctive intuition.

Mei Lian Solomon's face became gloomy, he knew that it was difficult for him to improve his strength, but Chen Ming was different, his future as a magician was immeasurable.

If you let the other party leave safely this time, maybe the next time you see each other is when you will be nailed in the coffin.

"Let's talk about it if you survive today!"

Mei Lian Solomon was determined to bury Chen Ming here no matter what.

"Oh, I don't know what it means!"

Chen Ming smiled disdainfully, he had no good way to take the other party, but it didn't mean that Mei Lian Solomon could really threaten himself.

If Chen Ming wanted to leave, a mere ancestor of the Dead Apostles would not be able to stop him.

To deal with these tide-like army of monsters, Chen Ming used the magic power on the basis of the holy sword.

Even though his real name was not released, under the blessing of his majestic magic power, the surface of the holy sword still bloomed with dazzling brilliance.

The blade sweeps!

The rolled up wind pressure directly chopped all the monsters within one kilometer around.

However, this astonishing sword was just a preparation for the next attack.

"GaeofSkye (GaeofSkye)"