MTL - The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich-Chapter 786 Decisive battle (12)

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Hypocrisy Sophocle, the ability is unknown, the card is unknown, is a rare brain in the big demons who use muscles to think, although the record is many, but it shows the ability of different nature, the messy and uncertain intelligence is too much No intelligence. ◎,

He obviously deliberately obscures his true intelligence, and the true strength has always been hidden in the shadows.

Judging from his past experiences and personalities, playing tricks and intrigues far exceeds the sword, like the devil more than the devil, but in contact with him at the time, it also proves that he is also an overly cautious existence.

In the Battle of the Hades, according to the changes in the situation, tearing up the contract several times to repent and not to face, found that the situation is not good, the whole process of strokes without any fucking, and finally it is a shameless face to bear planting, if these deeds go out, you can say It is the face of the Lord God.

In the Principality of Sarah, even if the door of the abyss is opened, it is only sent to the subordinates to carefully test and find that after we are opposite, we will not hesitate to give up the plan of forcing, even if he has not given up.

It is a way of survival, but it is not the leader of the king who is suitable for the leader. It does not conform to the identity of the top of the world.

It can be said that among all the abyss of the Lord God, the hypocrisy Sophoch is countdown, neither reputation nor strength, is not optimistic about the world.

But being able to live to the present does not prove that his path is not necessarily wrong.

At this point, I can't see him.

The armor of the light of the hero does not have the slightest light. The dark demon with gorgeous armor spreads its wings, and the bat wings of the hundred meters unfold, but the fan is not the wind.

The wings are gathering light.

All the light is moving closer together, and one light particle is caught by the black wing, or all the brilliance is being swallowed by it.

The black batwing spreads out to cover the entire sky, and all the brilliance gathers on it, killing it, but instead imprints it like an angel. Under the illumination of Guanghua, the original face was turned into a calm.

At this time, I only saw his face at this time, and all the places where there should be five senses were all melted. The invisible avatar of the darkness devours the shadow of light.

Under the cover of Guanghua, at this time, Sophocle, the face is like a twisted black hole, a blur, the wings of light and the wings of dark overlap. The multi-winged demon king has a faint ecstasy around him, and the black corner is entwined with the cross of the cross.

The great demon descends from the sky, and the night and the light accompany it at the same time. This strange sense of holiness and ritual makes it more like an angel than a demon.

This is definitely not the ability that a big demon should have, not the armor that can be done. On the contrary, the gorgeous armor is concealing and suppressing his true posture.

I am faintly thinking that Sophocle is the real face of this matter. The existence of light and dark interweaving.

The thing that most confuses me is that he poses a gesture of arbitrarily fighting with me. This is too much change with the past.

"To help Danatis desperately? This is absolutely impossible. What is he for?"

Today's battlefield attracted too much attention, and Sophocle did not hesitate to expose his power, which was totally inconsistent with his usual character.

Originally, we were the opponents chosen according to the gap in their own strength. The strongest Titans packed up Danatis, and I was right to Sophocle, who should lack the will to fight. However, at this time, he had no intention of communicating at all, and he put himself in a form of full-strength fighting. It seems that I am unlucky.

But Sophocle can not give me the opportunity to doubt. At this point, even if you suppress the doubts of your heart, you can only fight well -

In the battlefield of the Western Front, as the war progressed and escalated into an epic battlefield of mythology, the war on the Eastern Front could not stop.

The rancid monsoon blew through the mountains. A large expanse of dark clouds gathered together, and the squally showers fell unnaturally, and the dawn sun pierced the evil sky.

It seems that the rain has been prepared, and the Southern sect's priests have raised a redemption light, where the light is shrouded, and the evil raindrops cannot fall.

The dark clouds were dispelled by the light, and among the thickest black clouds, the male cursing and crying voices were faintly heard.

On top of the dark clouds, the cruel dragon battle is also going on.

Yes, the dragon battle, with a battle of the dragon.

In the sky, the wrath of the tyrannical king rolled himself into a ball, two huge faucets could not stop the flames and ice, and the scattered flames instantly evaporated the long-standing water of the famous river, and the ensuing **** Let it instantly become a desert and anxious hell.

At this time, the undead Lord of the Devil has suffered the biggest crisis in this life.

Hundreds of ancient dragons are encircling the "rebellious and shameful of the dragons" and "the dark history of the living dragons."

The red dragon is flying at high speed, the bronze dragon jumped on the back of Salweenstein, and shredded its dragon scale with his talented hard claws. Even the weak and stupid green dragon and white dragon grew into ancient dragons. After that, it was also a terrible war behemoth.

Longxiong and Longwei have become the most worthless things on the battlefield. The magical resistance of both sides is astonishing. The ability to cast spells is general. The result is that the battle of this dragon is easy to become a **** bite. .

At this time, it is thicker than who is, and whose minions are sharper. Obviously, in this respect, Salweenstein is amazingly powerful.

Can not live with the dragon falling from the air, and there are always dragons rising from the ground, under the joint efforts of the three dragon cities, today's Dragon Legion does not need to worry about the lack of follow-up, only need to gradually weaken him Enough to read.

But today's protagonist does not belong to the legendary Dragon City.

The translucent night wing dances in the sky, but the popular body is shrouded in a cloud of darkness, and only the scarlet eyes are shining with strange brilliance.

The dragon of death, the dragon of the Hades, the dragon of death.

The messengers of the underworld did not reveal their looks, and the fog that wrapped the dragon body was also a kind of protection for others.

After all, as the incarnation of death, spreading death is already an instinct. If the weak life of the main plane sees their true body or is watched by their eyes, they may die directly.

On the same day, the **** battle in the Hades was re-enacted. Among the other dragons' encirclement, the dragons flew at high speed and carried out ingenious hunting.

They, around the powerful "devil lord", from time to time with low-haired sighing attacks, they do not need to participate in melee, the breath of death is more dangerous and fatal than any existing dragon.

The dragons are proud of the object resistance, the magic resistance and the strong, in the face of the death of the Hades, meaningless.

Every time he was spit in the dragon, Salweenstein didn’t care about it. He didn’t see through the characteristics of the dragon, but it didn’t prevent him from discovering that the situation was wrong. Every breath, he was moving closer to the end of life. .

Salweenstein was tired and tired. In recent years, memories of repeated defeats have surfaced in his mind, and inexplicable fear is in his mind.

“Is it just like this group of low-level lizards?”

He wants to escape, but in the encirclement of the dragons, he can’t escape.

The familiar power fluctuations in the west made it want to rush to the Western Front. (To be continued.)