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The defeat has already appeared, and Balot who came out of the beam of light is the real third life level extreme powerhouse, and his strength should be the most powerful handful under the fourth life level.

If it was in its heyday three hundred years ago.

Medea herself still has the confidence to fight him head-to-head, at least not to lose.

but now.

During three hundred years.

Her body has already rotted in the soil, and now she can't even fully release the radiance she nurtured, and her strength is less than half of the glory days.

But, even so. Medea's face still had a cheerful and dripping expression, but on the contrary, Balot, who came out of the sea of ​​light, had the upper hand to suppress the enemy, but his face was gray and livid.

these two.

Instead, Medea looked more like a winner.

"Hahaha, crush it!"

Medea roared, her two wings had been uprooted in the battle, and the huge dragon skeleton covered with metallic luster was covered with black marks, but this third life level beast still had unrivaled power. .

She moved forward, pounced on the enemy with the storm.

The two prism tanks in front of them fired, the flames exploded on Medea's chest, and the hard bones fell apart.

But at the same time.

Medea's sharp claws have also caught her prey. The medium tank with a length of seven or eight meters is as fragile as a building block toy in Medea's hands. Falling to the bottom of the city wall with a roar.

The enormous inertia caused the technicians in the cockpit to hit the steel unsuspectingly.

In an instant, it was the end of a broken tendon.

Even with the powerful physical fitness of the Protoss, in this case, there is not much chance to survive, and death is destined to return.

beside Medea.

The corpse lord, Ben Geralt, is dead.

His strong body was split from top to bottom by the beam weapon wielded by the four-winged angel, even with the warhorse under his crotch. The psionic attack that followed instantly drowned the corpse lord's soul fire.

in a sense.

Protoss demons who are naturally proficient in psionics really have obvious restraint on the undead.

The psionic energy they master is like water, as long as it is contaminated with the soul fire of the undead, it can cause serious damage to their souls.

Therefore, in the battle with the evolution of the Protoss, especially the angels, once the body of the undead festered in the continuous blows, it actually means the arrival of death.

Benjalot was so dissipated and disappeared completely.

But its death gave Medea an opportunity, and the corpse dragon's breath overwhelmed the enemy.

The kind of fire that comes from the radiation of the past can also cause very serious damage to the evolutionary of the third life level. Of course, it's still not enough to inflict lethal damage on a well-equipped Protoss angel.

pity…

No one thought of it.

There is also the third and strongest Undead Evolver on the Great Tomb side on the battlefield.

The undead archmage Sino walked out of the shadows, and the poisoned dagger lightly pierced into the heart of the angel. The cursed sword transformed by the shadow authority easily slid across the angel's body, cutting the angel's wings along the scars caused by the dragon's breath like cutting white paper. After the head was cut off, there was a humming sonic boom. Cut its tall body into several pieces repeatedly.

So, in the eyes of everyone in shock.

The archangel who had been active in the Age of Ark turned into a miserable piece of flesh, flesh and bones falling from the sky.

So far!

Balot has to make a move.

Otherwise, the situation in Paradise Mountain will be completely out of control in unpredictable ways.

"kill!"

Medea was heavily wounded, while Sino still maintained her full combat effectiveness.

At this moment, the two tomb guards started at the same time and moved towards Balot from the left and right directions.

Sen Han's dark long sword hummed and trembled, surrounded by corrupt aura, and the sword qi overlapped, spilling like a continuous wave of water, while the other side was a vicious breath that spilled like a waterfall.

The two tomb guards have done their best.

But in the face of this level of attack, Balot's face still had an expression of indifference.

The pure and white light spread from his body, forming radiant and moving wings behind Balot, his breath turned into billowing smoke in the light, and the cold water-like sword energy also disappeared silently.

After resolving the two attacks.

Barot's counterattack was swift and fierce, with determination to kill.

The six gorgeous wings stretched to the maximum extent, the feathers became sharp and the sound of steel friction was heard, and they shot towards Medea and Sino.

Sino's situation is slightly better, with his superb swordsmanship, he can barely block for a while in the intensive attack. Of course, in the end, it was inevitable that the body would be pierced by the streamer light, and the gray fog on the body had become much thinner in a way that was visible to the naked eye.

It was only injured here, but Medea was on the verge of dying.

The corpse dragon is huge, and it is impossible to avoid such a dense attack. It can only barely use its thicker shoulder blades as a shield to resist.

Boom!

White feathers are rooted in the bones.

Then it exploded like high-energy gunpowder, connected together, and turned into a tumbling mushroom-like cloud of smoke.

When the smoke dissipated, half of Medea's body disappeared out of thin air, leaving only her head, chest and a long spine dragging on the ground. She could no longer move, and the soul fire in her eyes became weak. Incomparable, like a gust of wind can dissipate it.

"Hee hee hee!"

But even so, Medea was laughing. Although the laughter was weak but painless, it seemed to be fun and dripping.

It was enough for her to be able to see Paradise Mountain turned into a sea of ​​fire before she died. Walking in the long darkness, time has become a torture.

However.

After gaining the upper hand, Balot did not continue.

His eyes became more serious than ever before, and there was even a little shock and fear mixed in vaguely.

At that moment, there seemed to be spiritual fluctuations coming from a distance.

The Protoss warrior and the dimensional spider mecha were restless and restless, feeling the pressure as if they were in the deep sea. The flaming flames below also began to dance irregularly, and the psionic energy tower flickered with an unstable electric current, which was getting faster and faster, and the amplitude was getting bigger and bigger, and finally burst into a beam of light reaching the sky.

"Boom--!!!"

The pale-white radiance became the only thing between heaven and earth, and there were beings approaching the fortress across a long distance, followed by a huge cone-shaped cloudburst.

As the distance got closer, people realized that it was a huge white wolf that was even taller than the fortress by half of its body.

She rushed towards Heavenly Mountain without slowing down, and collided with the fortress in the horrified gaze of the Protoss warriors. The loud roaring sound could even make the soul fire of the undead beat wildly, and Tiantang Mountain stood tall. The hundred-year-old city wall collapsed under this huge force, and the smoke and dust rolled, but it was unable to cover the shadow that was like a deep nightmare.

- "Valkyrie!"

The protoss shrieked hysterically.

This ancient race has a long lifespan and is difficult to reproduce. It takes decades or even hundreds of years to become a qualified warrior.

Therefore, many Protoss warriors in the army on the city wall have lived from the golden age to the present. They have witnessed the heroic appearance of the Valkyrie with their own eyes. The light emitted by the holy white wolf is more splendid than that of an angel, and can even match the The ancient gods fought for glory.

And now.

The figure appeared again.

This time, she brings destruction and blazing fire, vowing to drive out all enemies.

"Are the rumors true?"

Balot is wearing a golden kinetic energy armor with complicated glyphs on it, and the pure white spiritual energy is burning and beating on the glass armor like a flame. This armor is called the King of Light. It was the equipment of a certain archangel. It was given to him after being eliminated. It is Balot's most cherished collection.

But now.

When Balot stood in front of the white wolf.

This exquisitely crafted armor was completely unable to provide him with any sense of security in his heart. When his figure was reflected in the pair of azure pains, only a boundless chill spread in his heart.

"No, it's impossible!"

Cold sweat broke out on Balot's forehead, and he muttered as if to himself, "This is not true, the Valkyrie is dead..."

He was breathing heavily.

The voice also became firm, "Fire! Saturated coverage strike!"

As soon as the voice fell, the dense purple-red plasma fell from the sky like raindrops, and there were also powerful killers such as the star javelin.

"idiot!"

White Wolf shook his head.

If it was in the past, she would only be able to resist with her own strength.

But now, after becoming Su Heng's template and joining the big family of this world-destroying beast, White Wolf discovered just how fragrant it was. As long as Su Heng allows it, the white wolf can borrow the power of her brothers and sisters to a certain extent. Although her own life level has not been raised, the different offensive and defensive methods have made the white wolf's fighting ability increase exponentially, and can deal with All sorts of complications.

laugh!

The screeching screeching sound of glass rubbing came out of nowhere.

Adam's Void Psionic reappeared, covering the entire battlefield.

The special weapons used by the Crusaders in the battle between Wangjing and Jordan can completely disable the long-range firepower on the battlefield. And now, when Adam's psionic level reaches the true limit, his power is much more convenient than those means.

Not only can those long-range weapons be deactivated, but these attacks can also be returned intact.

Boom!

Continuous explosions came from all around.

Prism tanks, a few remaining psionic energy towers, and dimensional spiders were all completely destroyed by their own attacks. The high-temperature air waves were mixed with steel fragments, which burst out irregularly towards the surroundings.

But the white wolf stood still, looking down at the ant-sized Protoss warriors in front of him.

The terrifying radiation radiated outward. When it fell on the soldiers, they did not notice the strangeness at the first time, but soon even for the aliens, it was a terrible and unheard of terrifying thing happened.

At the moment when the light falls.

The powerful Protoss warriors were horrified to find that some kind of evil will was born from their bones.

Irregular sharp bone spurs grew on the skeleton, following the texture of the muscles, the body of the Protoss was thrown away, the internal organs were pulled out, and then roared out from the **** kinetic armor, with tattered organs hanging on the **** ribs. .

"Your mission is over, next, leave it to me here..."

The white wolf's gaze fell on Medea.

become softer.

"As ordered, my queen..." Medea said hoarsely. Under the influence of her life alchemy talent, her vitality was quickly replenished, and her incomplete body was spreading and growing.

Soon, the two skeleton dragon wings spread out from the scapula.

Medea struggled to stand up, and although she could not fully recover to her peak, her actions were no longer hindered.

"Thank you, my queen."

Medea leaned against the city wall and repeated softly. When she saw the white wolf for the first time, Medea seemed fiery and straightforward, but in her heart, she was as suspicious of the dead white wolf as Sino.

No one can be sure of the will born from that skeleton.

In the end, is it the demon that fooled the hearts of the warp, or the immortal heroic spirit that was once again condensed by the old Valkyrie.

But now, when the white wolf really wants to make up his mind to save those humans, he doesn't hesitate to put himself into a situation and successfully realize it. For Medea, the white wolf now has her full approval.

from now on.

She Medea Arcales will follow the glory of the white wolf with her lifelong faith and will, and she will be proud of the white wolf Brunhill.

"Yeah!" White Wolf didn't say anything, just nodded lightly.

His eyes were still fixed on his enemy.

The corpse dragon said no more, spread his wings and swayed away from the battlefield. The Protoss army had already suffered heavy casualties in the battle just now, and no one stopped him from leaving at this moment.

Archmage Sino took a deep look at the white wolf, his body turned into a shadow and disappeared from the same place.

The fire spread in the city, the city walls collapsed, and the corpses hung with scarlet shreds danced wildly in the flames like hell.

The stage is set.

The White Wolf and the Seraphim Balot are the masters of this stage.

The white wolf with a body length of more than 200 meters exudes an indescribable aura just standing here.

This is truly unmoving like a mountain. She didn't speak, didn't move, just stared at Balot calmly, which made him feel an irresistible powerful force, as unshakable as a mountain.

"If you want to take away those slaves, your purpose should have been achieved."

In the calm, Balot suddenly spoke.

"The archangel may come to Paradise Mountain at any time. If I were you, I would leave in the chaos, and maybe there is a chance to escape."

The white wolf's gaze crossed the huge wings behind Balot~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and stared at the continuous dark red city on the paradise mountain. The power of the template crosses the boundary between life and death, the blood-red river flows through the abandoned city, and the immeasurable human slaves are wearing shackles and ragged clothes, watching her with numb eyes.

Ah…

Paradise Hills is a splendid and magnificent city.

But this splendid city was built on the corpses of human martyrs.

"You're right..." White Wolf's eyes were faint, she could feel that the Great Tomb was detaching from the physical universe, full of hope and escaped towards the world of the Refuge according to the set procedure.

If the mission has been successfully completed according to the original plan, there is no need to continue fighting.

"but-"

Without waiting for Balot to breathe a sigh of relief, the white wolf pursed his lips, showing his teeth that flickered with cold light, and said in a low voice, "—Destroy you, what is it with you."