Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

"Ha...ha..." He panted heavily, bloodshot around the green beast pupil, obviously on the verge of anger.

"It was Mekal who took control of the storm... How lucky, how lucky! Killed two gods in one place! Ouch!!!!!!"

Woban let out a wolf howl.

The giant wolf with silver fur was called out, accompanied by these mythical beasts, as well as the dead in black cloth robes.

"My servant! Tear the enemy in front of you! Sacrifice his blood to me!"

The summoned creatures rushed towards Rope.

In response, Rope stretched out his left hand, which had been empty.

"Let me tell you! I can only forge two of Veleslana's "Golden Swords", but as long as the power of your "Wolf" is sealed, the cannon fodder of the dead is not enough! "

In the original Sardinia, Veleslana not only forged Merkal's sword of words, but also surpassed himself, and forged the golden sword of Prometheus.

And now, Rope will repeat the glory of that light!

"You were born in darkness!"

Chapter [-]: The Marquis deprived of power

Reciting the spirit of words, Luo Pei is performing an exquisite "dance".

Perhaps it is more appropriate to call it martial arts.

The golden sword that has been forged is not only a sword of wisdom that cuts off power, but its texture is also the best blade for cutting steel Duanyu. It is more than enough to deal with these rotten dead and big giant wolves that are not qualified at all.

He cut off the sword of the great knight, the spell of the magician, and the fangs of the great wolf.

The power of the Marquis was as ridiculous as paper before him.

"Wandering like the night, the wolf god of haters man. His oldest name is light. God of rats and wolves. Godhead of silver and gold!"

The light shines brightly.

In Luo Pei's left hand, the second sword that kills God's Word Spirit.Shining with the brilliance of gold, it radiates out as countless balls of light.

"A god with a title that means light. However, at the same time, he is also a god who was bestowed with a "Night-like appearance. Eikos".The gods with huge contradictions on the surface and inside are the gods you killed in the past. "

The golden sword danced wildly in the spirit of words.

When he looked up, he saw Woban who had turned into a giant wolf.

His body hair covered in silver, the body of a sturdy wolf, was chopped in a criss-cross pattern.

The strong body that was unscathed under the thunder of the sky was destroyed by those tiny branched swords, just like the karmic fire that sealed the immovable King Ming.

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh!!!"

The marquis wailed, and could only keep waving his hands to slap the swords of words that cut him.

But it is tantamount to human beings driving away mosquitoes when they are irritable, and it has no effect at all.

When Rope cut off the karmic fire just now, he still thought it was no big deal.It wasn't until he personally tried the power of a "fighter" with his body that Woban understood how terrifying this power was.

A terrifying green light flashed in his pupils, and he stared at Rope.

"Shut up!" he growled. "Turn your chattering mouth into salt! Then it will never open!"

That was the power that the Marquis usurped to the "God of War" Horaceus Purvirus—the "Eye of Sodom".

When his evil eyes shine, the living things he sees turn into crystals of salt.Not only is there no limit on the number of people, but also has a perspective of thousands of meters, which can reproduce the scenes in the biblical legends.

However, this ability also belongs to the AOE that cleans up miscellaneous soldiers.

Even Athena's "Petrified Eye" couldn't trap Rope, what about the "Sodom's Eye" that was basically ineffective against gods and godslayers?

Ropey smiled slightly, directly dispelling the delusions of the Marquis.

"—I will only sleep peacefully under the death I choose! Here, I refuse any form of harm, and all forces that intend to harm me will be sealed off by oath and cannot invade!"

The power of "steel" completely dispelled the salinization, making Woban come back without success again.

"I said it! Your power is worthless!"

Rope's body shone with the light of steel, and said proudly. "When I cut off your "wolf" and crush the cowardly army of the dead, you'll know how worthless you are!How ridiculous your pride is! "

In the past, he was thinking and dealing with problems as a "magician".

And now, Rope is gradually becoming like a "warrior".

As sharp as "steel"!

"Wow... let you draw a good card again."

Salvatore, who was sitting on the sidelines, clicked his tongue slightly.

Unlike the Marquis, he has only three powers that can be directly used in battle. Among them, "Tear Silver Arm" and "Steel Blessing" are both indispensable. For the two, let alone fighting, survival has become a problem.

"Ocean, steel, storm, and the Sword of Word Spirit that cuts off power... It's too exaggerated, my brother." Salvatore was stunned.

"How can I make a comeback in the future..."

"I have nothing against your challenge, Tony," Rope said. "It's just that if you lose again, your Italy will be mine."

"Uh……"