Blood tax

Chapter 231 I will burn you to death!

The burly and weird body of Bessalius in front of him looks stronger and mightier than before, with bat wings on his back like a demon from the abyss.Griffith has only come into contact with such a hideous image in horror picture books and novels.

The only constant is the red crystal embedded in his chest.The black magic lines produced by this abrupt object have spread all over his body, and there are even signs of wriggling and twisting like living creatures.The outline of the magic pattern even looks a bit like eyes and face, giving people an extremely weird feeling that this is Bessarius's body.

As he approached step by step, white bones drilled out of the bronze-like strong flesh and quickly condensed into pieces, forming a thick layer of bone armor outside his body.

This evil and powerful appearance made Griffith's heart pounding.He glanced at the moving elf, and found that she hadn't arrived at the scheduled location yet, so he had to delay for a while.

Judging from previous combat experience, Bessarius, who abandoned the elf shape, mainly focuses on close combat with high damage and high maneuverability, and has almost no means of casting spells and long-range attacks.After covering the thick bone armor, his defensive power must be greatly improved, but his speed must also be weakened accordingly.

This is an open area, you actually gave up your wizard form to fight us in melee, hmph, as long as Galadia launches an attack... Griffith thought for a while and decided to say something first.

"Your Excellency Bessarius, where does the theory of heresy come from?" Griffith casually asked a question of concern.

"I have been imprisoned for 1 years. The last memory of my free years is a couple flirting. What I hate the most are those couples who chatter endlessly," Bessarius actually answered him , and the anger is indescribable.He pointed at Griffith's nose and yelled, "I'm going to burn you to death!"

Ah, this, could it be that he also heard the conversation between me and Galadia... Griffith was speechless for a moment.

Bessarius raised his right hand and sang loudly.His arm was immediately wrapped in flames, forming a huge fireball.

"Flame configuration 6, shape gathering, throwing. Flame impact."

In this state, Bessarius can still cast spells!Griffith was taken aback, and immediately got into the bushes on the side, turned left and right and disappeared from sight.

"Maggot, you can't escape my palm," Bessarius strode forward, "I will pull out your bones one by one, and make a drum with the remaining skin."

As soon as the roaring voice fell, the shock wave of the fireball hit violently.

"boom!"

The explosion shook the entire forest.A large area of ​​woods was burnt to charcoal under the impact of the flames, and the shock wave of the deflagration also lifted Griffith, who was desperately fleeing, into the air.His whole body was smoking, and a bunch of his hair was scorched. He hurriedly grabbed the dark blood cloak and rolled on the spot, disappearing from sight.

The fallen elf, who suddenly lost his target, was even more angry. While chasing after him, he chanted the magic spell of range attack loudly, preparing to attack the entire area.

At this moment, an extremely dangerous premonition locked him suddenly.

An arrow surrounded by light fell rapidly like a meteor, just in time to intercept Besarius's action route.The fallen elf was caught off guard, and was shot in multiple places on the shoulder and back.An armor-piercing arrow even pierced through the thick bone in his thigh and penetrated deeply into the muscle.

This arrow staggered all the charging monsters.Just as Bessarius was about to let out a roar, the second and third arrows were already nailed to his arm and shoulder socket.

Galadia's tall and elegant figure appeared on the ridge in the distance, condescendingly shooting a series of arrows at the enemy exposed in the open space on the bank from the front right.With the blessing of her extraordinary ability, her firing speed was extremely fast. Except for the first three arrows, every subsequent arrow was divided into three in the air, and two of them were realistic illusions.These visions are as chilling as a storm, both making it harder for enemies to dodge and allowing her to more effectively correct trajectory when shooting moving targets.

The dense shooting even formed a long whip, making a shrill whistling sound and wrapping Bessarius tightly around him.

Bessarius, who was being sniped repeatedly, immediately realized the huge threat.Under the intensive shooting, his solid bone armor even began to show spider web-like cracks. If left unchecked, the sharp arrows would definitely go deep and cause even greater trauma.

He raised his hand, as if greeting an old friend he hadn't seen for many years, but he was chanting an evil spell.

"Let's be wiped out under the attack of the meteor fire shower!"

Galadia on the ridge immediately realized that she was covered by a cloud, and the sky that had been sunny just now was covered by surging darkness.Above her head, a powerful force tore apart the space, opening a huge gap in pitch black.The gap was originally as dark as the void, but suddenly a group of crimson fireballs shot out from it.

The huge meteorite was wrapped in flames and covered Galadia's position.

The summer wind blowing on the hills suddenly intensified, swirling around Miss Elf like a whirlpool.Her figure became lighter and more agile, and even blurred like a reflection in ripples.

"Boom!" The overwhelming rain of meteorites roared and swept across the hills, carrying the power to smash and burn everything.

Under the protection of the extraordinary ability "Fengxing", Galadia quickly escaped the meteorite rain that fell like a wall of fire.She even managed to shoot a few arrows during this windy movement, resolutely counterattacked the fallen elves at the bottom of the hillside, and then took cover.

Bessarius was shot in the forehead by an arrow and was almost blinded.He roared and rushed towards the mountain.

"I'm going to tear you shameless wild cats apart!"

As soon as he took a few steps, he felt a sinister chill, and Griffith and a terrifying mountain monster phantom appeared behind him.The quasi-knight tore off his cloak, emerged from hiding, held a throwing spear condensed by ice, and under the blessing of the power of the mountain monster, threw it at the fallen elf with all his strength.

This ice spear pierced through the bone on Bessalius' back, splashed a large piece of bone, penetrated deeply into the thick muscle and then shattered.Without hesitation, Griffith drew out the "boning" dagger and approached, picking at the exposed flesh and blood in the gap.

"Wow!" Bessarius screamed.The blood splashed out from the back cut by the dagger seemed unstoppable, and severe frostbite even appeared.

His powerful body should have stopped the bleeding quickly, but under the power of the sealed item, there was a tragic injury that could not be healed.

The fallen elf turned around and fought in rage.His Jade Flame Blade first cut through a layer of ice shield, then hit the breastplate and tore a big hole, sending Griffith flying.

Despite being blocked by the ice armor and breastplate, Griffith was still suffocated by the blow.His internal organs and bones were broken in many places.

Such a strong force!He can cast spells, how can he be so powerful in melee combat?Griffith felt as if he was hit by the city wall of Bayeran, and he couldn't breathe in pain.

The magic green agate and citrine inlaid on the breastplate began to work. These gemstones are selected treasures, which have special effects of harmony and recovery, and can speed up the healing of his injuries.

Bessarius, who succeeded in one blow, was about to make up for it with a fireball.However, when he raised his hand to cast a spell, Jihan began to bite his mind like a jackal, making it difficult for him to hit his mind.

Griffith's "Ice Bite" was triggered in the attack just now.With the blessing of Ice Bite, in addition to causing frostbite and deceleration to the enemy, his attack also has a certain chance to injure the mind of the target with cold, resulting in the negative effect of being unable to cast spells or abilities for a short time.

This sudden negative effect disrupted Bessarius's rhythm, his body was a little jerky, and the eyes that stared at Griffith were a little more apprehensive.

He immediately switched to melee pursuit.Just as he raised his war blade to give chase, a sharp arrow pierced his arm from behind.Galadia once again took a vantage point and started sniping at him.

The mighty Bessarius fell into a dilemma.Although he was strong, he was caught between Griffith and Galadia's back and forth attacks. On the one hand, he was restrained by melee combat, by the negative effects of bleeding and frostbite, and on the other hand, he was subject to long-range sniping.

Bessarius, who was flanked back and forth, thought for a while, and immediately abandoned the prey in front of him, and turned around to chase after the more threatening Galadia. He even exposed his back and confronted Griffey with his powerful body. s attack.

However, as soon as he turned around, a monstrous majesty gathered behind him, even making him subconsciously want to confess his sins.

Griffith pulled out the Conviction, opened the hammer, put it into a silk pocket, and drove a shiny golden bullet into the barrel, standing upright like a birch tree.His posture is elegant and solemn, as if he is not fighting the enemy to the death, but shooting criminals and villains.

Standing sideways, he raised the flintlock and lowered the muzzle of the gun in front of Bessarius who hastily turned around.The huge and terrifying enemy was swinging his war blade and turning around to attack him, and he might be cut in half at any time, but Griffith was indifferent to the danger of death in front of him, and executed the execution as seamlessly as precision and cold metal.

This scene is like two armored riders sprinting face to face at high speed on the cliff surrounded by the mountain wall and the abyss, and the result will be that each other will be pierced by the other's sharp lance.However, when facing death, very few people can implement the most ruthless strategy. Subconsciously, they want to dodge and retreat from the gleaming lance, and the result is that the dodging party falls into the abyss.

The war blade roared, and the deadly breath flowed from the muzzle of the gun.The quasi-knight with the gun didn't even look at the cutting blade, he just wanted to shoot the terrible bullet in the barrel of the gun into his brain.

The majestic momentum that people dare not look up to is venting, and the phantom of the death knell ringing one after another on the Convict Tower appeared in the air.Bessarius stared at the black muzzle of the gun, his ferocious eyes were filled with horror and fear, and even trembled, facing the fatal blow.

He flinched.

He was timid.

The game is over, coward!Griffith fully recognized the power of condemnation, and realized that this sealed artifact can only exert its true power if it is controlled by a warrior.

Galadia on the top of the mountain was attracted by the astonishing coercion below, and couldn't help but stare at the two sides in the duel.She even had a faint premonition that Griffith had already won.

Smash it!
Griffith pulled the trigger, and the muzzle belched flames, smoke, and an overwhelming stream of adamantine pellets.The powerful mutated transcendent dodged in a panic under his attack, and even the war blade surrounded by green flames was thrown away in horror.

"Bah!"

The loud noise echoed along the river bank, and the vast forest was overwhelmed by the power of the gun, and instantly fell silent.

When the white smoke cleared, Griffith stared ahead with a flintlock gun in his hand.Bessarius was kneeling sideways with his head in his hands in horror, his devilish pupils and body trembling in panic.

Not far from his ugly head, there is a small smoking hole on the hillside. The grass near the hole has withered and withered, and the bushes are extremely dilapidated.

An extremely quiet silence.

Bessarius touched his head in horror, waiting for the terrible injury and severe pain to come.The flow of time seems to be slowed down, and the process of waiting for the judgment of fate is comparable to the torment of a frying pan.He saw the quasi-knight arrogantly like a king, slowly walking past, his cold and resolute gaze made him dare not even look up.

Griffith unhurriedly came to the fallen elf, put away his musket, bent down, and picked out a deformed golden bullet deeply embedded in the soil from the grass, and gave the devilish enemy a cold look. , run away...

What?what's the situation?
It took Bessarius a moment to figure out what was going on.

Griffith missed it!His aura completely overwhelmed the opponent, and then he missed the shot at a distance of less than five meters!

He even checked the situation for a while, and then pretended to have a chance to win, walked to the enemy, dug out 200 silver Lang a fine gold bullet, and then ran away like a rabbit.

……

Flames billowed from the goat's horns, and its hooves trampled on the ground, making a deafening crackling sound.The furious Bessarius crushed all the way and rushed towards the fleeing Griffith.

They walked through the forest, and the trees and rivers were scorched with flames, and the waters boiled.

Griffith jumped into the river, and Bessarius threw a fiery ball of fire into the river, boiling the water.

Griffith rushed up to the bushes on the river bank, and Bessarius summoned the meteorites that fell from the sky, razing the entire forest and bushes to the ground.

The quasi-knight turned into a bat to dodge, throwing potions with slowing effects along the way, but Bessarius completely ignored it.As soon as he was exposed to sight, boulders and tree trunks would be thrown from behind.

At first, Galadia was able to support him with sniper attacks nearby, but Bessarius completely ignored the threat of the elves, and was determined to kill Griffith first without hesitation.

The hooves of the fallen elves were wrapped in flames, turning everything they went into barren and ashes.Under such circumstances, even the plant trap spawned by the magic eye of Galadia could not trap him.

Like a rabbit being chased by hounds, Griffith was driven to the sky and had nowhere to go, and fled in the forest in a panic.

Both sides spent the whole day chasing and fleeing.When it was dusk, Griffith finally saw an opportunity to turn into a bat again to distance himself. After several turns, he joined Galadia and temporarily left the furious Bessarius behind.

(End of this chapter)