Chapter 604 The Light of the Right Path

   At the moment when the space barrier on the small plane burst apart, colorful energy ripples spread out, and dozens of special effects similar to magic protection attached to it were automatically activated.

  The vast majority are immune to redpaws, only a white light stains redpaws.

  This strange energy is not necessarily aimed at killing, but it has a strong knockback effect.

  Red Claw was repelled. Taking advantage of this opportunity, [Shura Plain] suddenly flew into the side of [Wall of Sighs] and became a pendant protected by it.

   If this scene ends here, it is undoubtedly a failure of the anti-king.

  When the blue bark's belt tries to stretch out again, pulling other planes.

  Red Claw suddenly 'roared' out.

   "Agudalas!!"

   This is a very, very ancient language, dating back to the early days of the formation of the entire universe, the first group of ancient languages ​​with high intelligence in the universe.

   No one can fully understand this ancient language that should be lost.

   At this moment, all the anti-kings understood the meaning-raising the anti-flag to the hypocritical ruler!

   Accompanied by this roar that shook the entire void, Red Claw fiercely stepped forward.

   There was a sudden flash in the distance, and then all the anti-kings 'heared' a sound similar to the cracking of silk. With the red claw grasping, a space crack with a thickness of one kilometer appeared.

  It, tearing space.

right! That's right! The anti-king flipped the table.

   It told the council members with a clear attitude - don't think about dragging the plane back to the nest with out-of-the-box tricks, and you will obediently prove your defeat with blood... or victory!

The    screen ends at this moment!

   In the next second, the same voice sounded in all the anti-king's minds:

  【You scumbags, I have chopped off the hand that the parliament stretched out. Now, the time to prove your worth has come. No matter what means you use, break through the last barrier and you will get the freedom you dream of. Failed...hehe! 】

   An illusory hourglass appeared in their minds, with about two-thirds of the sand on it.

The meaning of    is obvious - your time is running out!

   There was an anti-king and said: "There is not much food on the guardian's side, as long as we adhere to the previous policy and interrupt their food supply..."

   He was interrupted before he finished speaking, and an anti-king with a triangular-shaped head said in a cold voice: "His! What if they prepared enough food in advance? Then we will miss the only chance to win."

There was silence around   .

   Before, everyone was reluctant to contribute, for one reason they were afraid that they would suffer, and secondly, their 'master' had not shown his muscles.

   is different now.

  My own master seems to have the strength to destroy a small plane in one breath, that is really just enough.

   At this time, the anti-king who continues to shrink behind will probably be the first to be screwed out and shit.

   The anti-king with three heads, each head has three eyes in the shape of a zigzag. At this moment, there are nine eyes in total, and just one eye is staring at an anti-king.

   At the same moment, the mysterious 'master' had a perfect match with the three-headed anti-king.

  Three big mouths full of long fangs opened, but what came out was the voice of the [Master] who dominated their life and death.

  【From this moment on, Atadel's words are what I mean! Go! Little guys, prove your worth with blood! 】

   All of a sudden, the ten anti-kings who seemed to be on an equal footing were divided.

   Whether they are convinced or not, at this moment, they must lower their proud heads.

  Otherwise, they are the victims that the Lord of Crimson and Red Claws brought to stand up, or the kind of meaningless deaths.

  The three-headed troll known as Atadel revealed part of its true face from the shadows, it was a three-headed evil dragon——

   One head, full of purple-blue horns, looks like a hedgehog, forming a close-fitting dense grid. This head represents thunder.

   One end is full of swaying black manes and dark phosphorous, and there is a black flame emitting from the pan, which represents the fire of purgatory.

The    head looks like a rotten dragon corpse. The dragon head has a lot of scales peeling off, revealing white bones and rotten muscles, and even maggots climbing on it, which should be a representative of death.

  It is hard to imagine that these three irrelevant attributes will gather on one body.

  The parts below its neck were all covered by shadows and mist, and they didn't show at all, but by feeling, the anti-kings felt that the body below should not be a dragon. After all, the outline of the lizard is still very recognizable.

  How it looks...like a bowl! ?

   However, no one dared to delve into such a thing.

Atader hummed: "The master brought back the **** he tried to escape... You! You! You... and you! The four of you watch them carefully, and let their bodies be Fill the enemy's moat first. Don't let the eight guys who claim to be righteous have any free time."

   "Yes!" The four unanimous voices were full of humility.

  The rotting dragon head turned to look at Fatad, the swamp demon king who looked a bit like a frog: "You, together with Burns and Nat, destroyed 1024 Land Forsaken."

   The anti-king called Burns whispered, "That Jason Momoa..."

"The master is supreme! The master's control is absolute! Even if he is really talented, you have an obligation to let him understand this!" The three dragon heads roared in unison, and the burst of fierceness was like a huge wave. , destroyed all the careful thoughts, and shocked the nine great anti-kings to shiver.

  The general attack is coming!

  Rachel, who was still busy taking refugees from her own side, had a ridiculous sense of trance: it was as if she took a nap and the other side would attack.

  The terrifying monsters, like the frenzy that drowned the world, suddenly poured in from the opened portals, easily engulfing the entire avant-garde line of the Wall of Sighs.

   "I can't stand it anymore!" A flame knight in crimson armor let out a desperate cry.

   At this moment, a huge six-meter-long war hammer fell in front of him, and the one who wielded this war hammer was a cyclops of the same height.

   Ordinary Cyclops is not impossible to deal with.

  It is terrifying, at least ballista can kill them easily.

   Cyclops often lack armor because of their large size. Better guys will wear huge animal skins, and more rely on their thick skins to defend against enemy attacks.

   But these cyclops are different!

  They were covered with shield-sized beetles.

  Beetles are like human scales, covering almost all the gaps in the giant's body. Beetles are not invulnerable, but this defensive power equivalent to pig iron armor makes the already terrifying Cyclops even more difficult to kill.

  It's hard to imagine that the giant would endure the nauseating feeling of being clinging to such a beetle.

   The problem is, this scene actually happened!

The ballista of the    Knights shot at it, and only a shallow wound was pierced on the giant's chest. The experienced sergeant knew at a glance that it was definitely a flesh wound.

   How can you fight this! ?

   Just when the flame knight claimed that he was going to die, a trident blocked in front of him, making a deafening clang. Although he was embarrassed, blocking was blocking.

  A wonderful male Naga sang: "The light of the right path shines on that big belly--"

   (end of this chapter)