The Undead Team Stands on the Ark of Tomorrow

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"Die!"

Concentrating all the strength in his body, he slammed down the big sword towards the blood shadow rushing in front of him, which was almost the pinnacle blow of his life.

But like a flying swallow, he evaded sideways and saw through it. Then, his right foot slammed on his big sword, and the huge force almost made him let go of the weapon directly, forcing the tiger's mouth to split open. barely under control.

And within that extremely short distance, he saw the monster's eyes.

What kind of eyes are those...

On the battlefield, in the extremely emotional fight between life and death, there are only a few people who can remain calm and indifferent, and most fighters are blank-headed, feverish and dazed.

But those eyes are so clear that the emotion in them is so clear that it can be seen at a glance.

It was anger, anger like fire, compared to the anger that burns others to death as if you want to burn yourself first, it is so painful that it almost oozes blood.

Obviously so angry, but so clear.

The deep emotion was so strong that even a seasoned fighter like him would be shocked.

Let it have doubts in the fierce death fight.

why?

Why is he so angry?

There is no further thinking.

Because in the next second, the great sword passed through the narrow gap between the helmet and the armor, accompanied by a cold touch and a whirling confusion.

His eyes were pitch black.

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Chapter 77: Wolf Blood VS Hunter Knight

"I remember, you monster."

Zhuolige violently swung the Manyan sword in his hand, sweeping away the ten meters of snow around him with great force, his eyes were fierce and cold, embodying an unprecedented will.

After being killed by Sang on the battlefield, it took a long time for him to be reborn from the bonfire and become an undead person. When he opened his eyes again, the country and overlord he was loyal to had perished.

He wanted revenge, but he was powerless, so he could only continue to look for a stronger force.

But before he succeeded, the group of wolf-blooded people went to spread the fire and became the salary king of this world, which also took away the last meaning of his existence.

He died of despair, and finally turned into a walking dead.

And this time.

the second time.

"I will never let you stand in the way of Casas again, my king's noble ideals will not be tarnished by you again.

"It's up to me, the vanguard of Kasus, Zorig the Knight Hunter, to end your stupid madness."

The golden force exploded with consciousness, blowing away the surrounding snowdrifts, and the white holy sword, which was blackened by the abyss, emitted a holy light that pierced the darkness under the shroud of light.

San was expressionless.

"Want to fight? Then you dog will come to me."

"Let me kill you again."

In the next moment, the two weapons collided together, and the resulting aftermath reversed the flow of the wind and snow, and the huge impact could even be transmitted kilometers away.

In the first confrontation, both of them didn't retreat an inch, but with Zhuolig's angry shout, Sang's figure was still thrown several meters away by the strange force.

The gold content of the Manyan Great Sword should not be underestimated.

And Sang has no reason to play head-to-head with him in a Hollywood duel.

The magic of light was activated, and his figure disappeared into the vast snow field at once.

Zorig stared wide-eyed, holding his sword and shield and looking around vigilantly.

"Damn guy, another despicable trick!"

He tried to determine San's location from the footprints in the snow, but it was also doomed to futility, the agent's magic completely erasing any traces that might have been left behind.

Not only that, but with a snap of Sang's fingers, behind Zhuolige, a sound that pierced his body and mind suddenly came, making him turn around and swing his weapon involuntarily.

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Letting out a sound, this is also the assassination magic commonly used by the magicians trained as assassins in Biheim.

"Is it here!"

The big sword swung by Juli was not hindered in the slightest, but at the moment when he turned around, a cold voice came from behind like a god of death.

"it's here."

Zorig instantly felt a sharp pain in his neck, which was almost broken by the impact of the blade, and instantly raised his shield and swung it back forcefully, forcing Sang to retreat temporarily.

Actually melted the gap between the armor and the helmet...

This means never taking off your armor.

Zorig twisted his neck, making a crisp sound that could be heard from a distance, and a serious thought flashed in his pupils.

This stealth is really troublesome, you must think of a way to crack it.

But the footsteps cannot be caught, and there is no blood plasma or pigment dyeing, so what can be done...

At this moment, the old trick was repeated, and a voice sounded from his right side.

But he dared not act rashly.

Is it fake like last round?No, maybe he has already calculated my level of thinking, so he really launched an attack, which one is it?

Sang quietly swung the sword.

But this time, Zorig reacted and successfully resisted.

"………Roar."

"Your little game is over."

Bathed in the wind and snow, Sang soon discovers how exposed she is.

"I see, is it snow?"

That's right, even if the footprints left by his steps can be eliminated, he can't avoid the snowstorm all over the sky. As long as he can observe the reaction of the snowflakes being smashed, he can understand Sang's movements.

Zorig is worthy of being a seasoned warrior, with such fighting power and responsiveness, at least above five pulls.

But it's time to end.

Sang's figure appeared again, and then he set up his posture, the scarlet fighting spirit burning like fire on his body.

The eight phantoms split out one after another, and the miracle formed by the legend of hunting the nine heads in the past appeared again. It was a nine-hit combo almost without gaps, almost in the same second.

For the first blow, Zhuolig barely reacted and blocked it with his sword.

The second blow pierced the breastplate, leaving a conspicuous dent.

The third, fourth, and fifth blows were all blocked by the raised shield.

However, under the sixth strike, the large shield was broken, sending it flying into the snow field a few meters away.

The seventh blow hit the same place as the second blow, causing the dent to crack, and a conspicuous opening appeared in the heart.

For the eighth blow, Zhuolige blocked it with his sword again, but was bounced upwards as expected.

Ninth strike!

Sang's figure came close to him again, and the bright sword edge was shining with white light that pierced the darkness, and it was about to penetrate the armor and pierce his heart in the next second.

San has no doubts about this.

The purple light flickers!

"Ok!"

Suddenly, unexpectedly, Manyan's huge sword, which should have been too late to resist, returned to the defense at an astonishing speed, and instantly reached the top of his head, making him withdraw without hesitation in a flash.

The empty blow tore through the ground, and a huge pothole appeared in the blink of an eye.

Not only the speed, but also the power has increased...

What is this tile?

Unfamiliar, but seems to have some impression.

Sang frowned and looked at the purple light radiating from Zorig's body. After staring at it for a few seconds, he opened his mouth in surprise.

"Origin Stone Skill. Activated without a spell casting unit...you are infected with ore disease."

Including him, people from other worlds like Hazel and Diaros, they don't have the power of origin stones in their bodies, so naturally they can't use those spells called origin stone skills.

But the origin stone itself is an infectious energy substance. According to his guess about its nature, as long as they are transformed into infected people for a long time, they may also have their own origin stone skills.

There is a big difference between guessing and practice, but the fact of hunting the knight Zorig in front of him has already proved his guess.

Zhuolige snorted coldly, but did not veto it.

"Dare to challenge you again, I naturally have my confidence. With this new throwing tile, I will completely wipe you out of this world."

As for terminal illness with side effects?He doesn't care.

As a soldier, he never thought he could live a long life.

As ministers of the overlord, in order to realize the ideal of the king, no matter how painful they are, they can't stop them from gaining strength.

"If it's to kill you, I won't hesitate even if I burn my life."

Instead of picking up the shield, he picked up another weapon from his portable space, a broadsword with the same weight as the Smoky Greatsword.

No, it just looks like it. In the eyes of a blacksmith, it can't be considered a knife at all.

It was just a huge piece of iron rock, a piece of origin stone mine with a handle and a blade knocked out by brute force. Although it was rough and barbaric, I believe that no one would doubt the lethality of this natural product.

The purple radiance of Originium skills lit up all over his body, and he swung two huge weapons like daggers in his hands.

In the next second, he turned into a purple meteor and rushed towards Sang, swiping down the huge weapon in his hand with killing intent.

dead!

Chapter 78: Endless Battle

Sang fell into a disadvantage at the moment.

After activating the origin stone skill, Zorig who wields the double extra-large is as unstoppable as a maddened giant elephant.

He swung the two extra-large swords in his hand with the speed and frequency of swinging a dagger. Not only was the speed increased, each blow gave him a heavier, fiercer and stronger feeling than before, making his body feel oppressed.

Combining these characteristics, Sang saw through the abilities of his Originium Arts in less than a few rounds.

It's the manipulation of gravity.

Not only can it reduce the weight of the weapon's swing, but it can also instantly increase the weight when the attack is successful, achieving the effect of lifting weight as if it were light.

Those infected with ore disease can strengthen their strength in a desperate way, and at this moment, Zorig is fighting to the death.

It has to be said that it is indeed very powerful in conjunction with Zhuolige's fighting style.

And at this moment, his strength is already above Jiula!

The thick pile of white snow was easily blown away like dead leaves under the torrent of gravity, and the ground was ruthlessly torn into traces one after another. Zorig launched a fierce attack without breathing, and plowed directly on a snow field. A huge scar the length of a street.

The oath of gold and stone and the inner potential were rarely cast at the same time, which made Sang barely resist the continuous onslaught with his sword, and because of the double heavy blows, the difficulty of rebounding became very high, and the two arms and even the whole body It all started to go numb because of the reaction force.

However, due to the sudden arrival of Zorig, the previous consumption did not recover too much, which made it impossible to use some more powerful methods, so a quick decision must be made.

Sang had an idea in an instant as the cold wind that rolled up the snow and mist covered the sky, and exhaled calmly.

In an instant, the eyes of Zorig's helmet were firmly frozen, causing him to lose his vision in an instant.

"Damn it, it's such a small trick again!"