Chapter seventy-fifth each strong aid
. "How did Ron answer the news I had before?" asked the Sith.
"Your Highness, it seems that Lord Ron has not received this news," the intelligence officer said.
"What?" Sith asked in surprise, "Is something wrong?"
"Sir Ron is not in the barracks, and most of the people in the barracks have gone out. It seems that something urgent has happened," the intelligence officer said.
"Who is in the barracks now?" asked the Sith.
"Commander of the First Team," said the intelligence officer, "I have opened the magic circle with him. Please wait."
A sense of uneasiness arose in the Sith's heart, and he couldn't help but pounce on him, and his feet were shaking a little.
"Your Highness", a soldier appeared in the magic screen opposite, "Murphy, commander of the first team of the Southern Front Command, met His Highness."
Sith asked directly: "What happened in the military camp? How about Ron?"
Na Murphy said: "Your Highness, the barracks were attacked just a while ago. Lord Ron and the attackers were teleported and searched, including the Holy Holy Holy Church, the Princess Yali of the Orc Empire, and Martin, the former defector of our empire."
Sith's face changed: "Who is the attacker?"
"I don't know yet, but seeing that the costume is a necromancer," Murphy said.
The Sith's head buzzed, and there was only one thought in his mind: "After Thunder, will he actually deal with Ron?"
It took him a while to recover from the shock and finally made a decision.
He took out an emerald green bow. Sith took a deep breath, twisted the corner of the short bow, and actually broke a small square.
"Ron, you will definitely not be in trouble!" he said to himself, "I will definitely not allow the same thing to happen for the second time."
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"If you kill you, your things will belong to me." Just after the green light enveloped Ron, Martin's bone spurs also broke through the light and shadow and stabbed in.
Keanu spear, semi-plane, and countless mysterious abilities...
Because before, Jose had already used a special magic array to block the law of space, Ron could no longer hide in his half plane and could only sit and wait for death.
At this moment, Martin's heart pounded, waiting for the next step to pierce the throat of the old enemy.
A harsh sound suddenly came out, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable.
As if the space had solidified, all the movements were paused. Martin found that his bone spur could no longer move, and Jose also found that his light that condensed the power of death hit an extremely strong hard shell and could no longer move forward.
"Not good!" A thought came to Jose's mind. He decisively gave up the light in his hand, and pulled Martin and Jackson back with both hands.
Just where they were standing, a sword light flashed, and even the space was shaken open. After the sword light passed, a thin trace of the space remained there clearly, and it took a while for it to heal slowly.
The two bone dragons that had no time to retreat slowly split into two halves under the sword. Without even making a sound, they fell down and fell to the ground.
Jose was shocked and instantly cast the huge white bone shield again, blocking him. The shield had previously blocked Ron's holy gun technique, and remained unmoved in the hundreds and thousands of attacks, without any damage, and was equipped with a defensive weapon.
But Anthony didn't care at all. He reached the space of more than ten meters in one step and stabbed the shield with a sword.
With a "bang", the sword pierced without stopping.
Jose screamed, and his figure retreated quickly.
Blood gushed out of his chest, and even if he tried hard to suppress it with fighting spirit, it would be useless. However, the extremely strong white bone shield was split into pieces and suddenly turned into pieces of bone chips in the air. No matter how desperately the scepter in Jose's hand flashed, it would be impossible to recover again.
On the holy level, Anthony destroyed Jose's proud defense with one move and pierced his chest.
"Even the holy level, there are differences in height," Anthony said coldly.
This sentence was exactly what Jose said to the angel not long ago. He injured the angel with one move, and was extremely proud. But in a short time, the person who was defeated by one move was replaced by himself, and this sentence was returned to him intact.
He knew that this sword would not take Jose's life, especially a necromancer, and even if the body was cut into two pieces, it would be fine. Therefore, he raised the long sword in his hand again and continued to slash in the air.
Anthony's attack speed seemed not fast, and the patterns were very clear, so it seemed easy to avoid it. However, even such an attack, Jose took Martin to dodge left and right, and unknown how many magic barriers and bone shields he used, he still could not stop the sword from slashing at him.
Miller and the soldiers who had just arrived watched the undead mage in the air screaming and fell to the ground like a stone, and blood spilled all the way. They were stunned, completely unaware of the sacred existence of this powerful existence. The power of the undead mage on the other side was obvious to all.
With two moves, Jose was seriously injured.
"I dare to attack my subordinates, this is absolutely unforgivable," Anthony stood on the ground after launching the attack and said coldly.
He was still so lazy that he carried his sword backwards and walked towards Jose on the ground step by step. The gentle footsteps were like the death-hunting horn of death, hitting Jose's heart.
Seeing this, Jose never cared about it. He had no idea how powerful the man on the other side was. Even though he had already known it from Lei's memory, he still thought it was just Lei's admiration. When he saw him today, he didn't even have the strength to fight back, so he was already lying on the ground. He couldn't help but think in his heart: "If he hadn't dealt with that Lei, wouldn't he provoke this terrifying existence?"
This is completely an existence that is almost at the peak of the holy level.
But now nothing is helpful to think about it now. If you don’t do anything, I’m afraid the next third sword will take his life!
Jose smashed the huge crystal ball on the scepter with a snap, poured out all the power of the god of death inside, and quickly recited a spell.
At the same time, Anthony's third sword had already stabbed.
Chapter completed!