Chapter 263: War Behemoth vs. Mammoth Paladin (I)

The strong rush stopped instantly, and the knight on the mammoth's back was thrown up directly under the action of inertia. However, the Fraslan Knight did have his own uniqueness. Although he was surprised when he lost his balance, he still did not forget to attack. In the air, the seven-meter-long battle axe still swept out and headed straight for Grassis's big bald head.

Grasis's eyes were still staring at Shaquill, the mammoth Paladin standing in front of the other party, and he didn't even look at the battle axe that was chopping at him.

With a loud bang, the huge battle axe as wide as a door panel cut on Grassis's neck. However, what surprised all the mammoth knights suddenly was that Grassis was still standing there, and his big bald head was still on his neck, while the huge battle axe blade had been rolled up. Under the influence of the huge shock force, the body of the mammoth knight who flew from the mammoth's back changed direction again. This time he completely lost his balance, and even the battle axe in his hand had already escaped and flew into the distance.

A fierce light was released in Grasis's eyes, and she growled. The mammoth elephant, which was more than thirty meters long and more than ten meters high, was lifted up with one arm.

The frightened mammoth struggled violently, but no matter how it moved, it could not escape the control of Grassis.

An ordinary mammoth weight is more than 10,000 kilograms. When struggling, gravity increases by a geometric multiple. Grasis only uses one arm. What kind of power is this?

The Mammoth Knights have always been conquering people with their strength. Seeing the powerful power and defense shown by Glassis, their belief in winning has finally been shaken.

"Give it back to you." Glassran laughed, and suddenly threw the mammoth in his hand, as relaxed as throwing a small stone. The huge body of the mammoth giant elephant drew a graceful parabola in the air and rushed straight to the center of the Mammoth Knights' Order. With this weight, coupled with Glass' throw, once it fell into the Mammoth Knights formation, the damage caused would never be small.

At this moment, the Mammoth Paladin Shaquill finally moved.

Amid the roar, the paladin jumped up from his golden mammoth king's back and intercepted the mammoth giant elephant thrown by Gracis in the air. With a loud shout like a thunderbolt, he forced the mammoth to cut off with his physical strength and the ninth level of purple-level fighting spirit.

When Shaquille landed on the ground with the mammoth, his feet were deeply embedded in the ground under the influence of huge weight. Compared with Gracis's easy blocking of the mammoth's impact, he was obviously at a disadvantage in his power.

A hint of surprise appeared in Glassis's eyes, "It's not bad, little guy. Among humans, your power is quite good. Unfortunately, compared to me, you are nothing."

While speaking, Grassis stretched out an index finger and shook it in front of his nose. The disdain in his eyes became more obvious, and he was extremely humiliating.

Unexpectedly, after the mammoth paladin Shaquill put the mammoth aside, the anger in his eyes gradually disappeared, his eyes became extremely calm, and he stretched out his hand and took his ten-meter battle axe from the back of the Golden Mammoth King. He slowly raised it to the sky, and made a gesture of asking for help with his other hand.

"Farbour Mammoth Paladin Shaquill, challenge you."

Seeing this scene, Zi, who was standing in front of the Amethyst Legion, could not help but nodded secretly. He was worthy of being a paladin who walked out of the Falan. His quality was indeed not comparable to that of ordinary human warriors. He controlled his emotions in an instant, and it can be seen that this person had already obtained the true meaning of the warrior. The calmer his expression was, the more terrifying this person's strength was.

Grassis was still like what she was just now, hooking her finger at Shaquill, "Then come on, little guy."

Shaquill did not speak again, but his eyes suddenly lit up, and the dark purple flame suddenly rose around his body, extending to the huge axe blade, and his left foot stepped forward instantly. His strong body rose into the air like a spring. He swung the battle axe with both hands, carrying the dazzling purple-level fighting spirit, and rushed straight to the top of Grassis's head.

Grassis laughed, but instead of retreating, he also took a step forward in Shaquill's direction, his eyes were filled with fierce light, raised his right hand again, and grabbed Shaquill's ground axe blade with great strength.

Grasis has absolute confidence in his defense. The strength of the second level of the second level of the second level of the purple level and the ninth level of the purple level are two concepts. What's more, he is the war beast with the strongest defense among the divine beasts!

boom--

Grasis caught Shaquill's huge battle axe with her right hand. However, completely different from the previous ease, Grasis's feet were also trapped in the ground, while Shaquill's battle axe was not damaged. After contacting Grasis's right hand, the battle axe quickly bounced up. Shaquill quickly rotated in the air, and the huge battle axe swept across again.

Grassis was surprised to find that his right hand was a little numb under the attack of the other party. This was the first time he saw such a power among humans. He was not angry but happy, and his warlike blood finally boiled.

"Okay, come again." Still no evasion, Grassis just turned slightly, clasped his palm into a fist, and directly rushed towards the battle axe blade.

A huge roar sounded again, and the deep purple fighting spirit had no effect on Grassis. The battle axe swept away again. This time, there was a huge depression on Shaquill's battle axe blade.

With the help of the power of recoil, Shaquille rotated in the air for two weeks before completely dissolving the power of recoil. He found that his hands were trembling slightly. You know, among the entire Twelve Knights of the Fraslan, he was definitely ranked first in terms of power, but at this time, in front of Grassis, he could not take any advantage, and the opponent in front of him was still empty-handed.

"Your Excellency's power is the only one I have seen in my life, but you have to be careful. Next, I will fight you with all my strength." Shaquill's battle axe crossed his chest, and his eyes showed a look of respect. Glassis had already gained his respect by being able to conquer him with his strength.

Seeing his opponent like this, Grasis also put away the provocative look on his face, "Human, you are not bad either. Your strength has made me feel very happy. Riding on your mammoth and let me see your full strength."

Shaquill knew that with himself, he could not be the opponent of the bald man in front of him. Judging from the other party's tone, he should not be a human. He could transform into a human form, at least a level nine monster. However, can level nine monsters really have such power?

"Okay, that's better to obey your destiny." A strange low roar came from Shaquille's mouth. The Golden Mammoth King behind him suddenly rushed. With his huge body, he accelerated extremely fast. With just a few breaths, he had already arrived behind Shaquille. Shaquille soared into the air and landed steadily on the back of the Golden Mammoth King. He let out a loud shout and rushed towards Grassis again.

Outside Qin City, Sloan frowned. His powerful mental power naturally found out what was happening in Qin City. He couldn't help but curse. Shaquill, a simple-minded idiot, actually fought with the other party at this time. This was a war, not a duel. However, he was also surprised at the same time, because he knew Shaquill's power very well. From Shaquill's voice, he could tell that he should have been at a disadvantage in the fight. Who could block Shaquill? Is it Qindi Ye Yinzhu or Amethyst Beimon?

The battle in Qin City began, and the other side was far from over. The magicians of the Wild Blue had already started singing the second time as they watched the energy turbulence in the air, and the dragons escorted by the battle group of the Qindi aircraft carrier were already singing their dragon-language magic. This magical war will only stop when one side is completely destroyed.

At this time, no one can tell the victory or defeat. Falan has a numerical advantage, and the dragon's body is incomparable to humans. Even if it truly bears the attack of the forbidden curse, these dragons may not be fatal to be damaged, especially the superior dragon clan, who is not afraid of the power of the forbidden curse.

However, the situation is developing towards an unfavorable aspect to Qincheng, because Qincheng's most powerful magician Qindi Twelve Music Square, after the previous mental backlash, could no longer release the same aura of divine sound as before.

Sloan said coldly: "Anqi, you go to Qincheng to supervise the battle and tell Shaquille not to bother with the other party anymore and to flatten Qincheng as soon as possible."

"Yes, teacher." An Qi agreed, her figure flashed, and she flew towards Qincheng almost like teleportation.
Chapter completed!