Augustus Under the Horseshoe

, And then swooped down into the cold night sky!

Control the enemy, add spells to yourself, and then charge forward? Facing such a familiar scene, a contemptuous sneer appeared on the handsome face of the pale white horse. What if you can't move?

I saw that countless blue runes composed of arcane energy instantly arranged a mysterious magic circle on his forehead. The largest golden devil on the gold crown seemed to have come alive, and the golden spears instantly entangled a large number of them. The biting white mist, encased in countless sharp, small ice fragments, turned into a beam of icy blue horror rays, instantly piercing through the wings of Augus!

The eagle let out a mournful cry, dragged the frozen and leaky right wing, spinning and falling to the ground.

When he fought the druid for the first time, Painhurs had not yet mastered the true power of this body, but now, with the huge yellow pasture that is not what he used to be, he is steadily breaking under his own terrifying power. Within a few seconds, he was completely free from the shackles.

"Go to hell! Druid!" The white horse retracted its longbow, took out the great axe, and slashed forward.

The enemy. Augs’ **** right arm slumped softly on his shoulders, facing the horrific chop of the horses and horses, there was no time for treatment, so he had no choice but to harden his scalp and take out a wooden stick. Meet the opponent's attack.

"boom!!"

With the axe and stick, Painhurs’ horror power followed the stick and passed to the Druid’s left hand. His whole arm was numb and sore. The palm of his left hand also cracked a huge crack, and the red blood came from it. The gurgling flowed out, wet the wooden handle of the club.

"Damn it! I have blessed myself with a [Bullish Power]! The power of this man and horse is too terrifying!"

"What's the matter? Druid! You were very arrogant when we met last time!" The pale white horse deceived him, not willing to give the opponent a chance to cast a spell. The heavy axe blade fell on the opponent like a storm. With every attack, the other party's gasping voice became heavier and more chaotic!

"Puff!"

Finally, the sharp axe blade slashed Augus's right shoulder severely, but the countless thick and slender withered grass that looked like a giant python once again tied the three layers inside and outside three layers. Strictly!

In order to perform divine art, this druid actually took a stab at a man and a horse? !

"You paid such a huge price to trap me in just a few seconds?" Looking at the huge **** scar on the opponent's right shoulder, the white white horse struggled to break free from the entanglement of the pasture. "Suffering so badly, I think you don't even have the strength to swing a stick!"

"Yeah, I really don't have enough energy to kill you, but I'm not fighting alone!" A triumphant smile appeared on Augus's extremely pale face due to excessive blood loss, panting. Shouting!

"Pick it! Anal!"

"It turns out that your last back hand is the eagle? Do you think I will forget it!" Painhurs gave a cruel smile while breaking free from the withered grass. "I'm not alone! Magnus! Kill it!"

"No problem!" Magnus, who had been dormant for a long time, was also above the bald eagle, showing his hideous and terrifying devil's original form! Hit the female eagle by surprise! The poisonous scorpion tail pierced her sharp golden eyes instantly!

"Goodbye, Druid." Looking at the Gothic barbarians who had fallen into despair and sluggishness because of the death of their animal companions, Painhurs broke free from the entanglement of the plants for the second time, and swiped the sharp axe in his hand, passing it precisely. A magnificent and bright wave of blood splashed across Augs's neck.

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The battle between the two was almost between electric light and flint, and the outcome was decided. The long overdue javelin light cavalry finally smashed in front of the pale white horse. They were already badly injured in the arrow rain. Now, he has witnessed his own leader's head being chopped off by a vicious white monster in front of him, exuding a terrifying murderous intent. The morale of these cavalry quickly collapsed in a short period of time! They screamed, wailed, cried, and fled!