Augustus Under the Horseshoe

There is no super-magic lasting. The magic in Painhes's body first dissipated in one step. After he escaped from the invisibility technique, he had returned to his normal size. The four-color magic flames entwined on his body had also disappeared, but, that The Pale Warlock's ability to cast spells has not been weakened.

The moment the warchief chanted the necromantic spell, he also lifted his invisibility and returned to the normal appearance of the pale white horse. Now the top of his head only reaches the waist of the burning giant, and the blue jade on the witchcraft crown sparkles with dazzling arcane magic. Glorious.

In the jade blessing named "The Fall of the Sky", the warchief has double hair and two beautiful tentacles made of black crystal. At the same time, they are peeled from the flesh and blood of his shoulders, and whistling and touching the big Between Mu Hu's knees!

"boom!!!"

Corrupted flesh and blood splashed all over, strong muscles and joints broken, pitch-black crystal tentacles, wrapped in midnight's touch, like a dark ghost, passed directly through Tevlin's legplates, injecting death and destruction into his knees. Among them! Large pieces of scarlet flesh, like dry earth exposed to the sun, densely and densely cracked with countless death fissures!

A stream of black smoke filled with the smell of decay and death, roaring out of the cracked flesh and blood, oozing out between the gaps of the adamantine scale armor, drifting to the sky, a large amount of red blood, wrapped in countless erosive flesh and blood, followed Da Muhu's armor and pants, like a waterfall of flesh and blood, crashed to the ground!

Even Teflin himself, under the impact of these kinds of injuries on his knees, could no longer stand, and knelt on the ground, crying painfully!

"Thank you, Chief Painhurs. I accept this great gift."

Aetius gazed at the white horse with gratitude, and facing the Da Muhu, another psychic explosion, a terrifying psychic power, struck a distorted and terrible light silver ripple in the air, sweeping through half a demon like a violent wind. Head! Every horrible nerve that was buzzing in pain was devastating him.

At the same time, the young psionicist is driving the white dragon, directly pressing on the back of Da Mu Hu! The giant dragon dexterously stretched out two claws, the sharp claw tips leaned against the sides of the half-devil's head, lifted upwards, and skillfully pulled off the opponent's helmet, and then, took a bite!

That big Mu Hu's head, like a ripe watermelon, was bitten by a giant dragon and exploded. The scarlet blood was mixed with yellow brain pulp, and there were a lot of broken bones and flesh, and even two eyeballs that were constantly rolling. Splashes are everywhere.

"Get it!"

Restored to its original shape, the pale white horse, who was inconspicuous in front of the white dragon and the giant, cut off Teflin's five fingers with a halberd, snatched the giant sword of fine gold inlaid with pink jade, and shouted for victory.

At the end of the battle, Painhurs did not suffer much damage, but the high-level spell slot was consumed too severely, so he did not rush in. Instead, he pulled out the enchanted longbow captured in Cilicia, relying on the excellent dark vision of the centaurs. , Sniping the nearby cavalry, every large arrow will turn into a terrifying spear that is not inferior to the ammunition of a scorpion crossbow at the moment it leaves the string. The huge impact force means that even if it can’t penetrate Persia The scale armor can also smash Teflin's bones through the armor!

With the passage of time, Forgrim's five legions, with the support of the Western White Dragon, gained a firm foothold, and Sasanian Persian had more than explosive power and lacked endurance.

The noble cavalry in their horse harness and extremely terrifying quality can quickly tear open fissures of flesh and blood in the infantry front of the Romans, but they cannot defeat the will of the legionary infantry.

Once they lose their charge advantage, those costumed cavalry are like living targets, trapped in a sea of ​​people, and cut into countless **** fragments by dozens of warriors wielding tower shields and long swords.

The scale of victory began to slowly tilt in the direction of the Roman Empire.

After defeating Da Muhu, the young and energetic Aetius immediately drove the white dragon and rushed to the battlefield elsewhere. The psionicist picked up a blood-stained spear and directly pierced Da Muhu. On it, as a banner, threatening and destroying the morale of the remaining half-devil.

Painhurs dispersed on the nearby soldiers and started fishing, pretending that the bite on his leg was very serious, while shooting arrows, slowly retreating, took out a sharp dagger from his belt, and directly smashed the pink jade. Deducted.

"Really, beautiful."

The warchief rubbed the beautiful pale pink stone in his hand, and gently placed it in the bottom-to-last position on the left. A bunch of chaotic and twisted pink flames immediately sent a bunch of information into the head of the white horse.

[Fascinating Wind Demon]: Pay 6 points of life, the wearer must attack first this round, allowing the wearer to use [Spell Delay].

"That's it."

Pain Hess finally understood where the opponent's offensive was so swift and incredible from time to time that it came from, and why, the duration of his magic gain, and why it lasted so much longer than himself.

The two blue jade stones are at the first on the left and right sides, and the two pink jade stones are at the end on the left and right sides respectively. They correspond very neatly.

The [Chaos Kernel], [Emerald Jade], and [Nether Powder Soul] on the right row are all passively triggered, which can make the wearer immune to toxins, paralysis, and sleep. Increase the first strike and reflection of the numerical terror, and greatly increase the difficulty of saving throws, damage, and spell resistance of your own spells.

As for the two [Sky Falling] and [Seductive Wind Demon] on the left, you need to pay some price to exchange for the corresponding abilities. The former pays a certain amount of life, which can make one's own spells double, resulting in double effects and double happiness, while the latter also pays a certain amount of life and blood to obtain an absolute first attack.

The warchief put on the golden crown again, and casually used the touch of a vampire to extract and deprive a half-devil of the life, temporarily healed the bite on his leg, and continued to shoot and kill Teflin from a distance. Gradually, his terrifying precision attracted the attention of countless Roman soldiers.

The majestic image of the tall **** horse with a golden crown on his head and bows and arrows made many pious priests mumble to himself about the terrible records of the end of the world in theological books.

I just watched and saw a white horse holding a bow and a crown given to him, so he came out, winning and going to win...

At the same time, the pace of the King of Kings’ charge was completely blocked by Forgrem. The Third Cyrenaica Legion even drove the battle line several hundred feet west. Ithua I uttered a desperate roar. He wanted to attack, but found that his body was bulging and full of muscles, and the outer layer was also covered with ancient and pale terrifying dragon scales.

The King of Kings frowned. A super-large white dragon was a threat, but it was not impossible to tear her to pieces alive.

"and many more!"

After recognizing the knight on the white dragon's neck, Yisui I immediately sweated and his hands and feet trembled!

It was a lich wearing a white robe and looking extremely dangerous! The top of the staff in his hand is divided into two branches, the thick one with the skeleton of an ogre, and the thin one with the skull of an orc — they all wear a gorgeous golden crown .

It was a name that seemed like a nightmare to all Teflin: Trajan.

"Retreat! Retreat!!!"

Seeing that even this old lich, who had lived for more than four hundred years, had joined the battlefield, the King of Kings was forced to give up this night attack, taking his army, and quickly retreating under the cover of night.

"Aren't you chasing? Old stuff? Back then, we didn't kill the King of Kings, ha! Now we are killing one, to commemorate the past, how about?"

The old dragon, who was still sluggish, stared at the lich on his back.

"No need to."

The jaws of the lich collided gently, with the creepy undead energy, revealing the words in his heart.

"I just got an insight into the thinking of a few Persian generals, and a few people’s hearts, this is a desperate fight: their food and grass have been exhausted, and they can’t break through today. Tomorrow they will kill the horse as long as we can be in the canyon. On both sides, trapped them for a few days, the whole army will collapse from the inside due to famine. I have given my order—all the imperial soldiers hold the camp firmly! Hold them tightly—Teflin has no food to eat! Hold on for a few days , Our opponent will be a bunch of hungry wastes!!!"

"Your will."

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"It looks like I can rest for a long time."

After hearing the order, Painhurs breathed a sigh of relief and was transported back to the army camp on the west side. He had just entered the big tent. His two skins were as delicate and smooth as blood and ruby, and only a sheet of sheepskin was used to wrap his **** girl. The torso, showing two slender and round thighs, and the large snow-capped Teflin, immediately got up to greet him.

Shadow Dancer Irushiel, as well as the Persian prince, had to resist the humiliation and became the slaves of the Centaur clan under the coercion and temptation of Painhurs, and even the offensive of the pie-in fact, the great chief's methods were very good Simple, disobedient, just throw you to other monster camps. Those tauren and harpy don’t know what Lianxiangxiyu is. It’s said that those harpies take torture for pleasure. The more handsome they are, the more beautiful they are. The happier you use torture.

"Lord...Master. Do you eat first, take a bath first, or say..."

The prince of Persia lowered her beautiful head and said tremblingly, she has been in a high position for a long time, and now she has become a slave to others...

"First take a shower, fight all night, all bloodstained, it is very uncomfortable."

"What you say counts."

Bolanyal forcibly resisted the humiliation in his heart, raised his arms bound by chains, and took off his robe for the warchief, revealing more and more vigorous muscles.

Iroxier struggled to bring a large basin of fresh water that had just been heated by magic, along with the horse brush invented by Painhurs, and two extremely forbearing slaves, shaking up the brushes, and began to serve the war chief who had returned from the battle. , Brush off the blood on the body.

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