Augustus Under the Horseshoe

Painhurs was also shocked by the abnormal changes behind him. At a critical moment, he was originally going to gamble, using the ghost tentacles co-casted by flesh and arcane magic as a medium to use the touch of a ghoul to paralyze the opponent's part. Flesh and flesh, widened the distance, and launched a round of indiscriminate bombardment of arrows and magic.

However, he hadn't even chanted the mysterious spell. This diamond-like bright and magnificent crystal tendril was stripped from his flesh and blood, and stretched out his beautiful crystal body in the night sky.

This crystal whisker, about thirty feet long, seems to have been cut and forged by the **** of craftsman himself. The orange giant fire, the silver star light, the azure blue arcane flame... Countless dazzling rays of light projected on the surface of the tentacles at the same time, on the hundreds of millions of finely divided sections.

In an instant, squeezed on top of just thirty feet of tentacles, the hundreds of millions of tiny, broken crystal surfaces, at the same time, refracted all the bright light nearby, making her look like a thousand stars as brilliant and beautiful!

"So beautiful······"

A crowd of giants watching the battle, and even the warchief himself, were intoxicated by the beauty of this crystal tentacles. Only the Fire Giant King, who was in a state of rage, uttered a sky-shaking roar along with the sound of blazing flames! The fiery sword burning with the giant's fire whizzed through the air and fell from the sky!

Accompanied by the sound of friction between metal and flesh, the piercing neighing of the soldering iron burning the skin, and the hot knife tip, a dark scar was torn on Painhurs' chest. The superficial blood vessels were instantly dissolved and carbonized by the high temperature, resulting in not a single drop. Blood splashed on the ground.

Instead, a scorching white smoke rose slowly on the surface of the black, necrotic flesh and blood of the warchief.

Suddenly, the excited roar of the giant, the worrying roar of the horses and horses, and the triumphant roar of the flame giant in front of them all fell into silence. The noisy night wind, the burning flames, and the steaming smoke seemed to be frozen in the air. As a spellcaster, Painhurs was too familiar with this strange picture of the stagnation of all things.

But this time. He did not use Swift Burst. Moreover, his flesh and blood body was also fixed at a certain node on the timeline, and could only perform minimal activities.

"Why, provoke a terrible enemy again? Then, let's proceed to the second stage of the transaction, the pale horse."

The sweet and greasy whispers of the Chaos Gods once again wriggled their unclean bodies and got into the ears of the warchief.

"We will give you power so that you can continue to perceive and use the great divine power of Chaos with the eight-pointed black star as a medium!

Look, now, you have understood how powerful our blessings are! The terrible magic flames of four colors are burning at the same time, which can burn all your enemies to ashes!

As long as you are willing, your will will be unstoppable! Five rebellious! Even the legendary army commanders can't fight our power! "

"So, what is the price?"

Painhurs said coldly.

"The price last time was the badge with a trace of the godhead. This time, what do you want from me? The devil?"

"all."

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"You know, Mr. Devil. You really know how to do business."

After a long silence, Painhurs sighed and said helplessly.

"First of all, give me a strong power, let me taste the sweetness, wait until I can't give up this power, and then at a very, very beneficial time for you, suddenly take back this power, and use it as a threat. I hope I meet all your requirements...smart, very smart!"

"So, shall we make a deal?"

"It is very rude to interrupt others."

The pale warlock raised his head arrogantly, subconsciously stretched his hand to his neck, and then realized that he didn't have a suit and bow tie, he could sort it out. I've been to this ghost place for eight months, and I still can't change some of my habits.

"But I refuse! Devil! Listen, you are my trading partner. Not my master! You also underestimated the power of my Painhurs. Without your help, I could still defeat the burning one. giant!"

Suddenly, the beautiful face of the descendant of God's Choice, and the jealous expression she showed when her life burned out, came to the warchief's mind, and it was clear that Painhurs was posing exactly the same as Tolia. With an arrogant look, he said the last words left in the world by the descendants of God's choice.

"Painhurs is only the master, not the minister!"

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"hiss--"

Time began to flow again, and the eerie and profane words disappeared without a trace. Centaur endured the sharp pain in his chest, kicked his four hoofs abruptly, and distanced himself from Yum again. He subconsciously opened his mouth and sang, trying to use his own flesh and blood, mixed with arcane energy, to create a ghostly tentacles.

However, he hasn't made the first note yet, the crystal tentacles with hundreds of millions of finely divided cross-sections are separated from his body again.

"The advanced arcane ability of the archmage, the hand of arcane, has finally been learned."

The warchief immediately sang the second horrible rune, and saw that the colorless and transparent crystal tentacles suddenly transformed into a thrilling scarlet face, like a ferocious poisonous snake, drawing a blood-colored arc in the air. Through Yumu's armor, directly into the flesh and blood of his right leg!

Hundreds of millions of blood-colored crystal faces reflect the hideous color of the giant's blood at the same time, making her look more fascinating and fascinating. The fire giant feels that his life is fast passing by. He hurriedly swung his knife and chopped it, but it was burning. The machete penetrated the blood-colored crystal, smashing a fiery gap on the ground.

This crystal whisker cannot be touched by physical means? !

"Crack!"

The blood-colored crystal suddenly exploded, as if it was a brilliant blood-colored firework. Youmu raised his head and looked at the centaur--the vitality of his own passing away, all transferred to the opponent's body, and the hideous scar on his chest had healed as before.

Vampire touch.

"Our battle has just begun, giant. Come on! I will show you a good look, the power that really belongs to me!"

The pink light flickered, the white candle melted, and the seven layers of rune arrays filled with depraved words interlocked. The entrance to the inner ring that had torn the world barrier uttered four crisp birdcrows.

Accompanied by the screaming and screaming sounds, the four-headed chickens are as big as a horse, and the ground chickens are round and protruding from the wax formation. Their huge bodies are covered with gradual changes from brown to red. His beautiful feathers, small but pitiful wings, I am afraid that he has no flying ability. What supports his actions are four slender and slender eagle claws growing on his abdomen, four claws and a huge beak on the head, which flashes horribly at the same time Metal cold mang.

The four huge monsters rushed out of the summoning circle and stood upright, and they were able to compete with the king of the fire giant one by one! ! !

"cover me!"

Painhurs put his palms together, chanting cumbersome mantras quickly. Countless clusters of brilliant green and golden fireworks burned frantically around his body, like a violent storm, setting off clusters of flowers all over the sky, flying, spinning, roaring, and burning in the roar of the storm!