Chapter 7 The Might of the Dragon(1/2)
It has a gorgeous and slightly corrupt atmosphere, and a small bubble has cracked, so this is not a problem.
The woman's face was still so gentle and beautiful. Her slender fingers slid off the Ottoman Prince's face, which was very comfortable. It gradually fell to the Ottoman Prince's neck. Just a slid lightly, everything was over.
The woman did not have a trace of murderous aura on her body. A senior killer who was a sneak attack type like her must not have a trace of murderous aura.
If the Ottoman prince really dies, then people can't help but sigh that the beauty scheme that has been passed down for thousands of years has succeeded again. Among all the schemes, the most unscheming one is the beauty scheme, but it is always the most practical.
Suddenly, the Ottoman prince opened his eyes and looked at the woman without blinking.
The woman smiled sweetly, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"
The Ottoman Prince also smiled. I have to admit that the Ottoman Prince is also a very handsome man. He is toned but not abrupt muscles, his figure is just like a golden ratio, and his whole body is filled with the strength and vitality of a man. It has to be said that the first time a woman is handsome is better to enjoy it than performing a task. The task is a day that will end. It is a bit a pity, but the future of the organization is in this person.
He must die!
Duel comparison is about real strength. There are too many ways to kill people. This is an art, endless skill learning.
The Ottoman prince closed his eyes again, "Get heavy on it"
The woman's hands did not tremble, but the slight hair trembled for a moment, Your Highness!"
The white hand became dark after the words fell, not only the hand, but the whole person turned black, a kind of bright black, the woman's hand slashed at the Ottoman prince without a trace of murderous aura, and the series of massages were all problematic. She could make people relax and blur their will.
She is a killer, and she is also a gold medal killer from the Killer Guild. The poisonous girl is her!
Fighting Qi? Magic?
No, she has killed many strong men, all of whom are better than her, but those people die peacefully.
bass……
There is no blood. Because her poison will not let blood spurt out. The human body will only shrink rapidly.
The Ottoman Prince opened his eyes and looked at the hands in his hands, "It's so ugly!"
The woman ignored her broken hand and died if she retreated. She rushed towards Ottoman. At the same time, poisonous mist was sprayed out from the air. Ottoman's eyes were a little bit cold and ugly!"
With a wave of his hand, the black woman even swept away her poisonous mist and exploded in the air. At this moment, countless water droplets suddenly shot towards the Ottoman prince like hidden weapons, and the sound of fighting came from outside.
The fifty-two first-level killers on the periphery gave up the advantage of the killer at this time and blocked the crazy waiting guards. They had to delay time inside, even if it was a minute or a second.
There was no expression on Kasa's cold face. A killer stabbed his body with a knife. The killer was very strong, but he found that the dagger was held by one hand. The black flames ignited, and the dagger turned into water and fell to the ground drop by drop, while his head was pinched by Kasa.
Wait for the guards to attack, because there is no need to do it. It is not them who are powerful, but His Highness. After cleaning up the waste outside, the rest is to watch the fun and prevent people from following the rules of the game. They must finish the game before they can leave.
The killers moved, and the twelve gold medal killers were hidden, all of whom had a record of strong people. The three hidden killers were even more terrifying. It was easy to become a killer. Killing a master above the Holy Realm, a demon, or five great magicians can become a killer.
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The three heavenly killers are also anxious. The most unsatisfactory mood of killers is impatience. Even if the knife pierces their bodies, they can smile.
In addition to the Thousand Poison Girl who has been crushed to pieces, the other twelve gold medal killers used different attack methods from different directions and angles, and moved attacks according to different time differences to achieve the best attack effect.
The killing formation like the twelve gold medal killers can kill a master of the Holy Realm in one fell swoop. The lineup is enough to be described as gorgeous. They have almost blocked all the blind spots of the Ottoman prince, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a net of heaven and earth.
If the Ottoman Prince is a master of the Holy Realm, his only choice is to exhale the fighting spirit. If the fighting spirit is strong enough, he might be able to break out of a gap, but whether he can escape depends on his luck. However, facing the killer who is best at chasing... to be honest, there is no chance of winning.
But, the scholar should look at him with admiration every three days!
I have to say that the information of the Killer Guild is a bit behind, but who in the world can understand the Ottoman Prince and his heart?
Faced with the killer's strange attack, the Ottoman Prince showed excitement on his face.
bass……
All the attacks were lost. Basically, eyesight was the basic requirement for the killer, but the Ottoman prince's miniature disappeared, and even the sword saint could not avoid such an attack!
The opponents actually got rid of the attack like this, they were clearly locked!
A nearby killer is almost about to touch the body of the Ottoman prince. At this time, unless it is a phantom, how can it disappear?
Ottoman suddenly appeared in the air, looking at the silly killers below, and couldn't help laughing, "As long as you can cause some damage to this prince, I will not investigate the Killer Guild in the past. Hehe, otherwise, this long-standing Killer Guild in history will completely disappear from Maya 6, haha!"
The Ottoman Prince smiled wildly, and the killers ignored him at all. Countless hidden weapons were covering him like nets.
However, the route had been completely blocked, but the Ottoman Prince disappeared again. A killer fell into the hands of the Ottoman Prince. As a gold medal killer, his own strength was also quite strong. Even when facing the masters of the Holy Land, he was powerless to resist. However, when he fell into the hands of the Ottoman Prince, he instantly stopped, with a painful expression on his face, his body struggled constantly, and then gradually dried up and finally turned into dry bones.
His life energy has been completely sucked by the Ottoman prince.
The Ottoman prince licked his tongue, "It tasted great!"
The other killers were a little cold, and they had many tricks to kill, but this way of devouring others was too disgusting and terrifying. It was creepy when I thought of the distorted and disappeared just now.
But the killing still needs to continue, but the Ottoman prince did not intend to kill all these guys just like this
Although with his ability, these guys are not his opponents at all, he wants to let the evil dragon come out and let the wind go. This guy has been in the Purgatory Corridor for a long time and is also needed to come out for activities, not to mention that the snacks he came this time were still a bit chewy.
Before this, it is really stupid to get out the three guys who are hiding their heads and tails. They are afraid of Caesar and not afraid of him!
Killers, magic, fighting spirit, spells, hidden weapons, and attacks continuously rushed towards the Ottoman prince, and the Ottoman prince easily shuttled through many attacks. With his inhumanity, everything was so slow in his eyes. Children could easily avoid it. This is the power of the domain. His domain is very advanced. Caesar, what is your domain? Can you resist the powerful me?
When the Ottoman prince thought of Caesar, he couldn't help but be excited.
By accident, a killer's arm flew away. The three heavenly killers who had been hiding felt that it was time to take action, otherwise they might not have any advantages when everyone died.
In their eyes, the movement of the Ottoman prince can still be seen, very quickly, incredibly fast.
The first heaven-level killer was launched. The killer himself had the power of the holy realm level, killing fighting spirit, and overwhelming murderous aura appeared. The powerful murderous aura was the action of Zhicong's opponent. This was the murderous aura accumulated by killing countless people, and it was extremely cruel.
His nickname is Madman.
As soon as the madman came out, the Ottoman Prince's degree was reduced. The strength of the Killer Union should not be underestimated. It was so blood-red that it stabbed into his heart. This dagger was very ordinary, but it drank too much blood from people and carried too much resentment, and it also became a monster.
Although the Ottoman Prince was very skilled, to be honest, his practical experience was far inferior. Not to mention comparing to Caesar, even some of his guards might be better than him. He was just a tyrant. However, this is the world. Strength determines everything, and tyrants are also very tough.
The Ottoman prince's eyes shone, and the fierce dark fighting spirit swept out. At the same time, the magical high appeared again. Even Didi could not reach such a high. This was not experience technology, but ability.
Even so, the Ottoman Prince's clothes were scratched. His Highness was extremely furious. He thought it could be easily solved, but he almost suffered a loss.
The killers all understood the mistakes of the plan. If they had known that Ottoman was as powerful as they were, they would rather endure it again than take on such a dangerous task and be fooled.
But they had no choice. Now either the Ottoman prince died or they died.
The madman missed the attack and was full of murderous aura, similar to a madness. His eyes were blood red, and his attack followed the Ottoman prince like a shadow, and two other heavenly killers also appeared.
One attacked from the side, and the other attacked from the top. They observed for a long time, and they were a little shocked by the Ottoman prince's strangeness and powerful fighting spirit.
Even if the Ottoman prince's fighting spirit is less than the level of the Sword Saint, he is probably not much different. His degree is so strange that it is shocking. Even the Sword Saint who is good at it does not have such degree.
But they are killers, and not being able to keep up does not mean they cannot master it, and attacks can be predicted.
The killer who attacks the side uses chains, not ordinary chains. This is the masterpiece of the great dark alchemist Kaladiga, the soul chain. ~
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His nickname is the ghost binding.
The killer attacking above uses the standard knight sword and the orthodox golden fighting spirit. His strength is very close to the level of the Sword Saint. Such a person should have lived under the halo of glory, but he is a killer.
His nickname is the Time Knight.
In addition to the three main attackers, the gold medal killer also makes up for the attack, using his body, life, and anything. Anyway, the Ottoman prince cannot escape. What they have to do is to make up for the gaps between the three heavenly killers, and even the Ottoman prince's degree cannot break through.
The killers on the periphery have been eliminated. After all, they are facing Casa, Lucio, Romanio, and the powerful Ottoman elite warriors. The killers are very strong and desperate, but these people are either outrageously strong or desperate.
The Ottoman Empire never lacked warriors.
This is envied by the kings of countless other countries, but it is an atmosphere. A national quality cultivated for hundreds of years.
Crenviso hid in the corner, looked at the three killers and licked his tongue. It turned out that they were from the killers guild, and they really invested a lot.
But Lucio and others did not go to rescue, but just surrounded him. Ottoman had already said that without his orders, there would be no need for help.
But everyone had anxiety on their faces. They all admitted that His Highness the Prince was very strong. But that power was not accumulated naturally, and he was not Osalotti, who was similar to God. Although he absorbed a large part of Osalotti's power, the prince's own strength could only be said to be barely able to reach the Sword Saint. Fortunately, he still inherited Osalotti's powerful realm. However, to a certain extent, it is impossible to compare with Osalotti, but as long as he mastered it, maturity is only a matter of time.
However, facing such a powerful assassination lineup, everyone was still a little worried. The prince was too conceited and too arrogant. He didn't even need the Death Scythe. In fact, he could take it slowly.
Three killers at the Sanctuary level, plus a lot of talk, would have a headache if anyone had to say anything. Besides, these people were forced into desperate situations. They were all fighting for their lives, which was not easy to deal with.
But Ottoman, who had no way out, had a smile on his face and did not use his own power to break through, with contempt in his eyes. A group of stupid guys, who said he was going to fight hard?
boom……
roar……
The killing situation that was bound to die actually changed. A terrifying dragon emerged from nowhere, and the dragon had four heads.
The unparalleled energy field suddenly enveloped everyone. The evil dragon roared loudly. After many years, he finally came back. How wonderful the outside world is, roar...
Apart from a few insiders, both the killer and the Ottoman warrior were stupid. What kind of dragon is this?
What a powerful force, the Ottoman prince is like a baby in front of the dragon. What kind of dragon is this?
The four big heads saw the Ottoman prince at first sight. The Ottoman prince was smiling happily and arrogant. Although the evil dragon hated and arrogant, somehow, this little bastard human was very fond of his appetite.
"Tirasumi, how about it, the air outside is very fresh, hahaha!"
The fourth one shook his head, "The food you prepared looks very suitable for your appetite!"
"Just use them to welcome your return, delicious prey, plus the pleasure of struggle, enjoy it slowly!"
The killers' faces looked ugly. They were not afraid of death, but they were very particular about the way of death. The three heavenly killers had already recognized it. The one in front of them was actually the most terrifying evil dragon among the legendary three dragons, and it was also a top-quality evil dragon... Now they felt that it would be quite happy if they could die under the dismemberment of the magic dragon's soul, but they had no choice.
The hunting barrier of the evil dragon has locked all these foods, and its four heads are shaking around, and they are extremely excited, and they have the excitement to reappear. Moreover, they haven't eaten these creatures for a long time. They have strength and fleshiness. Although they are a little smaller, they are still quite impressive in terms of quantity.
To be continued...