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Chapter five hundred and eighty fifth evil blood attack(2/2)

"boom!"

The violent shock wave, which was not only one level above Mos and others, formed a terrifying wave, directly knocking Mos and others closer to him out.

In the orc legion behind, the giant monsters and giant beasts subconsciously retreated in horror.

Starlight and pale white particles were scattered.

In the broken light, Tyron maintained a punch-hitting posture. His body protected Mo Di like a shield. Under the cover of his body's breath, Mo Di was safe and sound and did not suffer any more damage.

“Hehe…”

But Tyron made an exhalation that sounded extremely uncomfortable.

The sorcerer's robe on his body was shattered, and his skin shone with bronze, looking harder than any armor.

However, an iron gray color spread along his fist at an astonishing speed towards his whole body.

The fluctuations in the shocking magic power of Tyron's body even formed a huge yellow halo five or six meters around his body, but it seemed that it could not stop the spread of this iron-gray color.

Tyron's body exuded a decayed breath.

Whether it is the blood in his body, all the flesh and blood in his body, and all the internal organs, it seems to be changing and is undergoing rapid changes.

"Cough...cough..."

The evil dragon wizard, covered with pale particles, reappeared hundreds of meters away. He coughed softly, and a trace of blood was oozing from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were shining with cruel and pride.

A bunch of stupid people...
Chapter completed!
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