Here, General Vizaks, who felt that something was wrong, had already called me in without being moral.

But you have a younger brother?

The powerful trident who had eaten fresh takoyaki came up with a mecha and a tank, and immediately beat the faceless people who only knew how to fight melee and cried.

The battle at several passages was quite fierce, and the faceless people gathered outside had already flowed into a river of blood, but no matter how Vizakus called, he could not call a younger brother. This helpless situation made him desperate.

Under normal circumstances, fighting against Vizaks requires all challengers to deal with it with all their strength, because at this point, the [Haven of Despair] on Vizaks can isolate all elemental sensing of the challenger, suppress his mental power, and cut off the effect of magic recovery.

The challenger had to borrow the [Sagang Crystal] he threw out and then revive the magic.

The battle in reality is not that.

The prerequisite for needing milk is that anyone has lost blood.

But at the beginning, General Vizaks lost blood, and then Muladin, who pushed up, showed that he was holding a double-wielding bullying the remaining old general, two pliers on the right, one big and one small.

In theory, everyone is two to two. The damage caused by the small pliers under Vizaks' armpit to Muladin can be ignored, and it can be resisted by the hard skin brought by the gods to earth.

On the contrary, Muladin often blocks the big pliers with an axe and a hammer, and can hit the general with a harsh and harsh one blow. He can beat the general's overnight dinner with one blow, and he also greets him, "I hope the overnight dinner is fine."

The general relied on the [Facialless Mark] to get some blood back, and occasionally used [Shadow Shock] to hit and sputter, which really couldn't kill the hero.

With such a low treatment pressure, I encountered the top milk group in the league ever.

The magic limit of Leaderine alone is at least the number of 100 full-level nannys in the game. Not to mention that it is still above her, you can switch to the Silver N Saint who is riding milk at any time.

What's outrageous is that above them, there is also Viren, a super big tits.

In history, Viren has long been hiding in Essoda forever and not doing anything all day long.

As the leader of the alliance, Mr. Mai took the lead in this life. The alliance bosses have to be on the front line and face the evil gods and other villains. Why can Weiren, the boss of the second-class force, be behind?

With the support of this lineup, Sasteel Crystal appears to be dispensable.

Blowing the crystal will produce green saste steam. Inhaling this thing can convert life into mana. The more you suck, the more you recover, and the more you get injured.

With his mana power completely sufficient, McDonald will not let the heroes take risks. Who dares to promise that the Sarang Crystal in this life has not joined the spiritual erosion of the Faceless?

This kind of combat that squeezes and healing ability, eats equipment, and pursues extreme DPS. When the hero group has attack, defense and recovery abilities that are far beyond mortals, this is no longer smooth, but a state of almost a beating.

Isn't this?

Muladin took the opportunity and took advantage of General Vizaks's explosion and released a ball of black stuff (actually [Dark Tide]), and he fell over his shoulder.

Originally, the general finally accumulated a wave of dark power and could have the ability to kill melee in a short time. Unfortunately, he only had two of the four pliers left. He was only half the power of his anger, and his direction was single, so it was so easy to defend.

While Muladin opened the large pliers with a standard "anti-reverse" lattice, he used the barb at the top of the axe blade to jamm the junction of the lower end of the pliers, and pushed the general's abdomen with the other hand. The faceless general, who weighed over 100 tons, enjoyed the two-second set of clouds and fogs, and immediately fell to the ground.

Just as the general fell, Varian jumped high, and cut the shell between the general's waist and abdomen from high to low like a magical sword.

The next moment Varian flashed and retreated, the focus strike of [Friend of Stars] and the hybrid strike of [Electromagnetic Cannon]'s super-kinetic energy plus elementals has arrived.

The purest element of tyranny made the flesh and blood in the General Faceless Carp swell on the spot, and then the whole thing exploded, and the flesh and blood that were like black charcoal flew everywhere. Then the tentacles that grew out on their own and tried to heal the wound were charred and the fried pieces flew into the sky.

Valila's sword light arrived.

A brilliant [cut] cut across the charred area of ​​ten meters long and wide, and it felt like a chainsaw laying out the wooden board.

After a brief and fierce offensive, Vizakus' internal organs and bones were soon exposed to the open air.

It was an extremely ugly, twisted ball of meat, like countless octopuses entangled together. This thing actually had a mouth even on the internal organs, and kept opening its bloody mouth to swallow other internal organs.

Mortals don't understand what physiological structure this is.

This doesn't matter anymore!

Uther gave the general the last blow.

As soon as these disgusting internal organs were exposed to the world, they were hit head-on by a ball of golden light as bright as the beginning of sun. In the general's earth-shaking screams, the entangled meat balls seemed to have been "evaporated" halfway. They first exploded, and before they could turn into blood foam and minced meat in the sky, they disappeared into the increasingly expanding golden light column.

The general's fat and thick body completed a complete hollowing in less than three seconds.

This straight Holy Light Cannon seemed to divide the dark underground hall into two, and it did not count on the general's body. It also made a terrible hole with a diameter of ten meters and no depth on the extremely hard wall of the hall behind it.

Even though General Vizaks' soul had already stepped through the gates of hell, his hoarse voice was like a curse coming from the deep hell. It stared at the alliance hero headed by McDonald, and roared with gritted teeth:

"Ah...haha...ah...ah...well...you... think you won? You... don't know at all... what kind of... terrifying... are waiting...you...what..."

"Hey! Isn't it Yugesaron? This big toad that claims to have a thousand mouths is just like this. Let me tell you that we have destroyed Cthun. Whether it is Yugesaron, Enzos, or Asaji, whoever dares to destroy Azeroth will destroy anyone! No matter who is the one who is no exception!"

If someone else says this, it's bragging. But if the leader of the Alliance Group who killed the ancient god Cthun, said this, it's confidence! Absolute confidence!

Every word McDonald's sonorous words, the flavor contained in them has a high sense of fate that determines destiny.

"Haha...you just blow..." General Vizaks widened his eyes.

McDonald shook his shoulders, shook his head, and looked playful: "I like the feeling that I'm telling the truth the most, but the enemy thinks I'm bragging."
Chapter completed!