Chapter 1255: Extreme Joy Leads to Sorrow, Spatial Adhesion
"Break it!" Along with El Ma's loud roar, a huge ball of light condensed on the bow and arrow fiercely bombarded the defensive cover around the teleportation magic array. In the violent explosion, the defensive cover was torn apart.
"Now!" Malas threw the spear in his hand fiercely, and in the blink of an eye he was in the teleportation array. The light on the teleportation array flickered, and the figures of the ghouls quietly appeared one by one. They rushed forward desperately, and forced the horse to Lars' attack was blocked.
The ghoul's body was torn apart, and Malas's spear also fell to the ground, making a "clang" sound.
"The final blow!" Alma and Malas raised their bows and arrows at the same time. They stood side by side. The two bows and arrows burst out with bright light at the same time. Two balls of light intertwined and turned into a dazzling light in mid-air. The arrow of light struck hard at the teleportation array.
The violent explosion was accompanied by violent vibrations, and the entire underground maze was trembling. Pieces of gravel fell, but El Ma and Malas had no intention of dodging. Their faces were full of excitement: "Success. Yes! We succeeded!”
They succeeded and successfully broke the teleportation magic circle. The roar of the earth brought them joy. Although this trip to conquer the enemy's base camp was full of hardships, they ended up fighting a powerful three-headed hell dog for 300 rounds. , but in the end they succeeded in breaking the teleportation magic circle.
Our world is safe!
Alma and Malas watched helplessly as the teleportation magic circle shattered, watched as a deep and dark passage behind the teleportation magic circle became undulating, and watched as the hellish demons who had not been teleported out in time were torn apart by the turbulent flow of space. fragments.
Suddenly a hoarse voice exploded in their hearts: "Space restraint, fixed! Space blockade, space confinement, dimensional space gap, done!"
The blood-red light suddenly lit up, and El Ma and Malas suddenly discovered that the centaur bones and hell demon blood around the teleportation magic array were shattered into a ball of bloody light, and a shining light also lit up on the opposite side of the teleportation magic array. Blood-red light, two groups of light collided violently in the middle of the deep and dark space passage, and in the blink of an eye turned into a translucent blood-red barrier that enveloped the two of them.
"The bloody sacrifice of the devil in hell." A piece of information quickly reached the hearts of El Ma and Malas, making the hearts of these two space authority holders suddenly sink.
Using the enemy's bones and the servant's blood as coordinates, and the enemy's blood and the servant's bones as chains, under the powerful power of the space authority, a dimensional space is constructed to realize the adhesion of the two spaces, and this adhesion is Unstable unless...
Unless there are people with authority from two spaces in this dimensional space at the same time, just like now.
Careless!
Is all this included in the enemy's calculations?
The diameter of the gap in the dimensional space exceeds three thousand meters. The surrounding scenery changes rapidly. A huge castle projection quietly appears, occupying the passage on one side of the hell demon space. A deep forest spreads out in an instant, occupying the entire gap space. Half of the country.
A rotating black space channel appeared behind El Ma and Malas, and countless messages came to them quickly, making them unable to react.
"Creak~" With a sound, the gate of the castle slowly opened, and two teams of tall knights wearing black armor slowly walked out in neat steps, and in the center of the back, a man with chains and a scythe was holding a long A green-yellow monster with four arms strode forward.
"Welcome to Mochizuki Castle, I am the immortal Errol, the chief guard here." The yellow-green monster is wrapped with chains, but these chains are not his weapons, but extraordinary items that bind him, and they are ferocious. The sutures are clearly visible, making this monster look even more ferocious.
He has four arms but only one weapon, a huge scythe. His voice is hoarse and harsh, but every move is filled with a different kind of nobility, even though he looks so ugly.
"High level three!" El Ma and Malas saw through his strength level at the same time, and couldn't help but show a touch of bitterness on their faces.
"My little strength is not worth mentioning in front of the great master. Two guests from different dimensions, I wonder if they can enjoy an ancient castle." There is no expression on the face of the undead Errol. As an undead, he There are very few feelings that he can possess, and expressions are an area that is out of reach for him who has lost most of his sense of touch.
He still has his feelings, but the way he expresses them has changed.
"What if I say no?" Al Ma chose to refuse unceremoniously.
The undead Errol looked at them with a pair of cloudy eyes and walked forward slowly, the chains on his body making a clattering sound: "As the captain of the master's guard, it is common sense to welcome guests on behalf of the master. For guests who are ignorant of current affairs, I You are obliged to use some tough measures to complete the tasks assigned by the master? "
"Hmph, what kind of dignity do you have for just saying a corpse? If you want to invite us, ask your master to come in person. A mere watchdog wants to invite us, but you are still far away." El Ma's space authority Using all his strength, he collected the general information about the monster opposite him one by one.
The Stitch, a special undead monster, a creation of the Lich, possesses powerful power, strange abilities, and strong physical defense. More importantly, such a monster's own pain almost disappears, and physical attacks and general Fighting spirit doesn't have much effect on him.
"Hmph, how can you, the great master, be such a junior to make such rash comments? Don't toast or eat as a fine. Two little second-level juniors actually want to be personally invited by the great master. I really don't know how high the sky is." No. A flash of anger flashed through the cloudy eyes of the deceased Errol, and he said lightly: "If you are captured without a fight, you can eat less flesh and bones, otherwise..."
"Go to hell!" Al Ma was not a good boy. He had just received the information about the current situation and quietly greeted Malas immediately. He suddenly opened the long bow in his hand and shot a ray of light fiercely. .
Not to be outdone, Malas also bent his bow and shot an arrow. The two rays of light intertwined and turned into a stream of light and shot hard towards the undead Errol.
The undead Errol remained motionless and waved the sickle lightly in his hand. The combined attacks from the two space authority holders were easily cut away by him. "The difference between the second level and the third level is not that one or two people join forces." We can even it out, but you are far from it.”
"Really?" El Ma said with a cold smile: "I am the second level peak. The reason why I have not broken through the third level is not that my bloodline is not good, nor that my qualifications are not high, but that our space can accommodate The limit of is only the second order. This is the gap between the two spaces, the place where the two spaces are balanced. The limit of the second order of our space has been raised here, so..."
"Blessed by the power of space, level three, break it for me!" El Ma let out a roar, his aura rising steadily, and he broke through to a level three holy warrior in the blink of an eye.
With a touch of determination on his face, Malas poured a bottle of potion into his mouth: "My background is not as good as Chief Elmo's. As long as I am given time, I will be able to break through on my own, but time cannot be ignored. So, I We can only follow an extreme path, the third level, breakthrough!"
After pouring down a bottle of master-level potion, and with the blessing of the power of space, Malas's aura also increased rapidly, and soon broke through to the third level. However, his aura was far from as stable and natural as Chief Elmo's. Instead, it continued to rise, and There were violent fluctuations.
The undead Errol watched their breakthrough quietly, and after a moment he said: "Are you ready?"
Alma and Malas looked at each other, with a flash of anger on their faces. Are you looking down on us? We are already level three masters, and we are all on the same starting line. You are so arrogant when trying to fight one against two. It is simply a matter of life and death.
"Kill!" Amar and Malas roared at the same time, killing the undead Errol one from the left and the other from the right.
"I gave you time to break through and gave you the choice to surrender. If you still lose, I guess you won't have any complaints." Undead Errol waved the scythe in his hand and easily killed the two centaurs. The clan master's attack broke through, and his body remained motionless, but it was as unshakable as a mountain.
"Close combat!" Seeing that long-range attacks were ineffective, El Ma immediately changed his mind and rushed forward waving his spear.
"Qiang~Qiang~" There were two crisp sounds, El Ma's spear was knocked away by the undead Errol, and the whole person fell at his feet and was stepped on by him.
"Chief El Ma~" Malas did not expect that the enemy was so powerful. Al Ma was defeated in one move and captured in two close combat moves. He rushed over quickly and smashed a small bottle at him.
"Spatial confinement, fixed!" Immortal Errol pointed casually, and the small bottle stood still three meters away in front of him. Malas fired the bow and arrow in his hand and shot at the small bottle: "Break it!"
"Space transfer, go!" The small bottle was moved out by the undead Errol in the blink of an eye and disappeared. His body swayed around the arrow light and arrived in front of Malas, with the sickle in his hand whistling.
Amidst the collision of "Qiang~Qiang~Qiang~", Maras retreated step by step. He staggered to the ground and the gleaming sickle was hooked on his neck.
"You lost!"
Malas had a deathly expression on his face. He had broken through to the third level. He had so many equipments on him, and even when he launched a sneak attack with high-concentration holy water, he was easily defeated by the opponent. Is this the strength of a high-level master of the third level?
Is this the strength of the veteran space authority?
The two of them seemed to have really underestimated each other, but the price was so heavy that they could not imagine or bear it.