Chapter 779 The Curse Of The Twilight
The evil spirit giant centipede sees how invincible its armor is. “K**yan**first*(..)” twisted even more recklessly. And sprayed venom everywhere. Although bound by the vine whip. This guy can still wield a thousand razor-sharp legs. Make it impossible for people to get close at all.
Bediver and the others have nothing to do except dodge Venom. Seeing the ravages of the giant centipede. The vine whip made a crackling sound. It’s about to break at any time.
Night falls. The lanterns appear. The city started to get lively. Countless British citizens wandering the night streets happened to be wandering in the bustling business district three hundred yards away. If this evil spirit ran into the city of Edinburgh. The casualties are expected to be huge.
The situation is urgent. The centipede must be defeated before it can escape. but. what can we do about it. .
Just as Bedivere wondered. His arms reacted.
Because the [Sacred Tree Seed] and [Holy White Diamond] are both installed in this prosthesis on his left arm. He was a little unable to tell which tree species was reacting. Still a white reaction.
Anyway. It or they are saying to the werewolf: Use me.
The giant centipede keeps writhing. Almost broke Olin’s vine whip.
The werewolf was helpless. Withdrawing the vine whip: “[Panda]. Use your [Earth Splitter].”
Ryan charged up. The first update was when the vine whip was just broken. The moment the evil spirit regained his freedom, he struck a sword.
The great sword plunges deep into the concrete floor of the city. Then pull it out hard.
Touch. . The rubble and mud dust that were struck bombarded the giant centipede. Slapping its incomparably hard armor. With its powerful kinetic energy, Shi Yu could have easily smashed the strongest armor. However, it was unable to penetrate the shell of the evil spirit giant centipede. This guy’s shell is surprisingly hard.
However. The giant centipede ate the blow. Full body shower in the torrential rain of stones. Couldn’t move for a while. It took a defensive stance to keep its balance. Not to be shot to the ground.
This gives Bedivere a chance. The torrential rain of rocks is just beginning to wane. The werewolf jumped out with a whip. His vine whip hooked precisely on the centipede’s body. It shrank and flew over with the werewolf.
Bediver lands on the back of the evil spirit giant centipede. Before it pays attention. The tree vine whip in the werewolf’s hand has changed into a holy tree sword. Bedivere raised his sword and stabbed.
Paza. . —The blade of the wooden sword pierced through the gap in the centipede’s shell. There is no reason for this kind of stab at zero distance to find the flaws and not successful.
But. The holy tree sword pierced about four inches. Then it got stuck. Can’t go any further. This depth. It’s a long way from killing the giant centipede.
“What are you doing.. Come back.” Olin yelled. The werewolf stuck on the centipede’s back seemed to be waiting to die. As long as the centipede randomly rolls on the ground. The first update to Bedivere will immediately be crushed into a pulp.
“No. Not yet..” Killing a centipede with a sword is not the werewolf’s main purpose. He had already planned his next move. It must be put into practice before the centipede responds. He concentrated all his strength on his left arm. The prosthetic limb seemed to answer his request. Unprecedented powerful explosive force.
“Ha ah ah ah ah ah.” The werewolf pryed hard.
Touch. . The centipede’s shell was pried open by the werewolf. A whole piece. Armor pieces as hard as steel. Peeled from the body of a giant bug.
Evil centipedes can also feel pain. It constructs the body as well as the nervous system. The pain of being “skinned” is the greatest pain sensation. There is no reason not to struggle. The centipede twisted wildly. Excruciating pain.
The werewolf had already used the vine whip to hook the building on the side and escaped. I’m not afraid of the madness of the centipede: “White bear. Another sword.”
“Oh Ryan was dumbfounded. He was reminded by Bedivere. He knew the action. His great sword was inserted into the concrete again. Then he pulled it up suddenly.
lbs. . The loud noise mixed with countless gravel rain hit the centipede. And this time. The evil spirits did not take a defensive posture. It was hit by boulders. Although the armor blocked all the shocks. It was smashed into the air by the torrential rain of boulders. .
“Olin…” the werewolf yelled.
What does Bedivere want to do. The astute druid coordinator has figured it out. More faster chapters to come. The four [Forest Seeds] she had just released were still stuck to the ground. How could it be useless.
The Camp Seed quickly crawls out of the vines in the field. Thousands of long and sharp needles have spread all over the ground. Like a death trap. Just wait for the big centipede to fall and die.
Bediver also threw out the vine whip and hooked the giant centipede in mid-air. The powerful pulling force instantly pulled the werewolf straight into the air. Shaking around. He has come to the top of the evil spirit centipede:
“This punch is for Al for you.”
The right fist of a werewolf that has become gigantic due to partial madness. Smashed **** the body of the evil spirit.
lbs. . —The dull sound explodes with the shock of the fist hitting the object. The giant centipede that splendidly took a punch from the werewolf was accelerated to the ground. And Bedivere suffered a huge backlash. Fly away in the opposite direction.
Pazazazazazazazaza. . Gravitational acceleration. Plus the werewolf bash. This time. The needles on the ground finally penetrated the centipede’s armored shell. Countless holes were pierced through the evil spirit’s body. .
The black blood of the worm spurted out like a river tide. Drenched the closest Elaine.
“Ow. It smells so bad. It smells so bad.” The white bear hurriedly avoided. Roll on the ground at the same time. Hope that disgusting bug blood gets rid of as soon as possible.
“What is he here for. Pretending to be cute.” Olin looked at the “Panda” who was spray-painted in black and white. A look of disgust: “You are not a small person. Don’t roll on the ground and pretend to be cute. Such a big bear. There is nothing cute at all. And you are still running naked. You pervert.”
Bearman was deeply stabbed. Get up awkwardly. Don’t dare to dawdle on the ground any more.
Deville burst into laughter the moment he landed. But he just used madness. The arm pulled hard across the wound. Make the wound even more severe. Painful spread. Even the pain-relieving effects of local anesthesia cannot be masked. The pain made the werewolf pale.
“O. Olin—” he whispered.
“Yes. Of course.” The woman took out the bottle of soul-soothing incense from her arms. Throw it at evil spirits. More faster chapters to come.
Have been through such a brutal battle. The evil spirit centipede has been worn out very badly. Its willpower is weak at first. He was caught by the Sandman. The powerful sleeping effect of Requiem incense. Let the fierce **** fall asleep.
“Phew. Finally—” Bedivere breathed a sigh of relief. Leaning over to take a look at the giant centipede.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. . . . . ——–
I didn’t expect the giant centipede to pretend to be asleep. Jump when the werewolf approached.
“Shit.” Bedivere cursed. But it was too late for him to escape. Seeing that he was about to be torn apart by giant centipedes.
Huh. A dark curtain shrouded the werewolf. After the shady past. Bedivere has been teleported to the front of the store. Stand with the crowd. Stay ten yards away from the centipede. This time, I am afraid that Shadow Walker saved the werewolf.
The giant centipede, which is still raging, is obviously not giving up. swooped in. Just when everyone was helpless with this vicious evil spirit. A ray of light in the sky shone down. On the giant centipede.
The evil spirit appears to be enveloped in a glass cover. It hits the edge of the white light. But it can’t break through the blockade of white light. Attack everyone outside the light.
“Caught it,” said Shadowwalker.
This ray of light is emanating from the Pure Land of Avalon. The round table system has arrested the evil spirit trying to escape. It came in time. No matter how the centipede struggled in it. It can’t escape either. Struggling to get tired. The evil spirit centipede finally gave up the struggle. I fell asleep because of the hypnotic effect of [Soul Retreat].
Bedivere was really relieved this time. He was exhausted. Sitting on the ground and wanting to sleep.
“Don’t sleep. Come with me first. Treat your wounds.” Shadowwalker pulled the werewolf.
“What about this giant centipede?”
“Someone will come to collect it. Send it back to the Sanctuary to seal it well.” Shadow Walker and Black Cat carried the werewolf and moved to the cafe together: “But that is the future. I don’t need you. to worry about.”
“You’d better seal it up. Don’t let it hurt anyone.” The werewolf glared at Shadowwalker.
Shadowwalker has done nothing but help Bedivere to relieve pain and dodge critical strikes in combat. I’m afraid I don’t want everyone to know the details of his ability. What a hidden bastard.
Olin follows up quietly.
“Why are you here again?” Bedivere asked in confusion.
“To make sure you don’t die. Damn.” Olin snapped back viciously. He said to the man in black again: “You will pay for the bottle of soul-suppressing incense that you use up. Right.”
“I’ll pay. Keep this account in our organization.” Shadowwalker said nonchalantly.
My mighty Great Britain~IndoMTL.com~Albert is awake by this time. I heard fighting outside. The tiger rushed out of the basement operating room wearing only a pair of shorts. There is still blood from the operation: “What’s the matter. Who is fighting. Count me in.”
“It’s over.” Everyone shook their heads. Shadow Walker smiled even more disdainfully.
Bediver saw that Al’s abdomen was just sewn up. The healing of the surgical wound is accelerated by the application of healing magic. A burst of tears could not help pouring out: “Sorry. Al.”
“Sorry. I’m sorry.” The tiger man was at a loss. Staring at the terrifying big wound on the werewolf’s chest: “Wow. It seems to be very painful.”
“No. It doesn’t hurt,” the young werewolf whispered.
It’s not ** that hurts. But the werewolf’s heart.
“It’s my fault. Ummm…” Bedivere spat out a mouthful of blood. The blackness in front of him passed out. () “The Legend of Light” only represents the views of the author Raven D Vixas. If you find that its content is in violation of national laws, please delete it. The position is only committed to providing a healthy and green reading platform . 【】,thank you all!