Medieval Riding and Cutting Record

Due to the combined effects of fatigue, mana backlash, and interference, Ocazar's consciousness has undergone a drastic change.

His master character fell into a state of sleep, and the deputy personality took advantage of this opportunity to take the place of the master character.

When Ocaza opened his eyes again, it seemed that there was lava flowing in his eyes, his fair skin was surrounded by flames, his black hair was dancing in the wind, and there was no human emotion in his pupils, just like a **** who ignored everything. .

The barbarian Bazaha and others rushed over, picked up Corleone who fell on the ground, and ran away. As for the smile, he also got rid of the attack of the magic soldier and turned to retreat.

Anyone with a sixth sense and a keen sense of combat will choose to stay away from this young man hovering in the sky at the same time.

"All my thoughts and ambitions are against you. I hate the truth in your eyes and stay away from the path you have chosen."

"You should not admit all the sins you have caused, and you should not be bound by common dogmas."

"Hahaha, what are you running away from? What are you afraid of? I don't know how to use the power of my body, I feel sad for you."

Okaza muttered to himself in the sky, and didn't know who he was talking to.

The flame giant snake wrapped around his arms and thighs, constantly wandering, the wind giant eagle flapped its sharp wings and carried his footsteps.

A strong heat wave rushed directly to the earth, and the wind became more and more violent, tearing everything away mercilessly, and the open space of the entire castle was as bright as daylight.

"This guy, what a powerful mana!" A wild warlock exclaimed, hiding nearby.

They knew that these elemental creatures were not summoned from an alien plane, but were created by the heavenly boy himself, and this mighty power was already comparable to the legendary warlock.

Diamond Man Ofila felt more and more bad, and the little warlock who had fallen into a coma just now became so powerful.

Her gorgeous face became distorted and hideous, and she wanted to leave here after killing these low-level races. It seemed that she was going through a bitter battle.

Together with the other 3 clones, Ofila commanded the remaining magic daggers and flew towards the sky.

The little prince looked at her with contempt in his eyes. He suddenly opened his mouth and roared loudly. Smoke came out from his throat, and his hot breath was about to come out.

This huge flame melted the magic dagger in an instant, and the scorching heat wave scared the others and quickly continued to stay away from the circle of war.

This high-level spell was an original spell belonging to the little prince. It was intended to imitate the fire breath of the red dragon. It was originally not perfect, but it was completely developed under the brain power of the sub-personality high-speed computing.

"You just wanted to kill me?" The little prince stared at Ofila in front of him, and said in a flat tone.

Then he didn't wait for Ophela's reply, and continued to wave his hand, blasting a red light soaring into the sky.

Two of the diamond avatars were hit and disappeared out of thin air. The burst of flames completely destroyed the avatar's protective shield and spell structure.

"Young man, I have no intention of being an enemy of you!" Ofila said urgently, releasing the [scintillation technique] to teleport both herself and the remaining clone to several tens of meters away.

She has used nearly half of her mana now, the main reason is that she is restricted by the main world, otherwise she would not say such soft words.

However, the little prince remained unmoved, and even showed a hint of excitement on his face.

"Strange creatures, like natural diamonds, are worth studying."

Immediately afterwards, the flame giant that was walking around him grew wings, and rushed towards Ofila underneath.

Originally as a diamond lord, Ofera was able to withstand 95% of spell damage, but now it is still due to the influence of the main world, and only less than 60% of the spell resistance is left.

"These people are your friends or companions, don't you want to watch them die?" Ofila turned the conversation and pointed her finger at the others nearby.

In addition, several magic daggers hovered around her, and they could kill the soldiers or members of the Eagle Group present at any time.

"Well, why should I care about the life and death of those ants?"

After speaking, the little prince continued to chant spellcasting spells, and the fight between the two was almost like a battlefield with high intensity, and the colorful spells constantly bombarded each other, stirring up circles of mana fluctuations.

Under such destruction, it seems that King Maha’s castle has not been completely repaired, and it has completely turned into a pile of ruins with heavy smoke.

The nearby air can no longer breathe. Anyone who breathes in this hot air will be burnt through the throat alive.

The doctor in the Eagle Group quickly healed Corleone's wounds. Although the magic daggers disappeared, the wounds would not disappear.

Fortunately, with the help of psychic protection, Corleone was not pierced through the most important heart, but the kidney was stabbed.

"This kid isn't crazy, right? How come he feels like he's changed, is this his original face?" Beppo asked with his binoculars.

"That's not true. I was the first to come into contact with Ocaza's state just now. He should have something wrong with his brain." Corleone vowed to say, while still eating high-calorie food in his mouth, just to recover as soon as possible. state.

And he is still lying on the ground in a large font, so that another talent who is familiar with the earth can play a better role, but it looks ugly.

"Did you bring the little scorpion?" Corleone asked next.

"That guy is still flying nearby, want me to call it down?" Beep shook his head.

"Well, I thought of an idea, and that nightmare creature should be solved in a while."

The battle on the field now can only be regarded as evenly matched, but the state of the little prince is not particularly good, because his deputy personality is overdrawing the source of vitality and mana in the body.

His vice-personality only wants to kill the Ophelia in front of him~www.readwn.com~ has fallen into a certain arrogant state, if it continues in this state, it is likely to be broken down by the elements into countless particles.

"Laughing face, you give me the invisibility scroll in your arms." Corleone said to the smiling face watching the play.

"How do you know that I have this kind of scroll in my arms?"

"Isn't this what you asked Ocaza to do for you a few days ago. I know, it's used to spy on the women's bathhouse."

"Don't talk nonsense! I'll give it to you..."

Saying that Corleone took over the scroll, the manticore also heard the beeping whistle and fell from the sky.

"What are your plans?" Black Mamba asked angrily.

"I plan to give that nightmare creature a surprise from the sky."

As Corleone stood up, the injuries in his body had only partially recovered, but he didn't care, killing this nightmare creature was what he wanted.