Augustus Under the Horseshoe

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Thousands of pastures, under the order of Abhuos, resembled a giant python dancing all over the sky, whistling and entangling the sword of natural disasters. The terrifying electric current is constantly tearing the lush pasture, but every time it tears a green maniac, it will find desperately: there are ten sturdy pastures around, roaring around its sharp body.

Christina gave up the halberd that was entangled with thorns. She quickly pulled out the long sword around her waist, her arms filled with **** mist, and drew a scarlet arc in the air, carrying a suffocating terrifying wind pressure. Slash at the right hand of the descendant of God!

Through the reports of spies and scouts, Toria has an extremely deep understanding of the capabilities of the Rouge Horse. The power of this guy suddenly soared three months ago, leading the entire race. With a heavy blow with both hands, it is enough to smash the shields and armors of the imperial army, and divide their bodies into two!

Even with a one-handed long sword, her full swing is enough to smash solid metal.

In desperation, the descendant of God had to let go of his most cherished weapon and barely escaped Christina's attack. Al'Akir also wielded the blessing blade and shot out from the flank, forcing her to hold a shield to block.

"call--"

Taking advantage of the fierce battle between the three, Painhurs threw a burning candle and a melted white candle, quickly painted on the grassland and twisted into a four-ringed summoning circle filled with purgatory text—— However, the circle of the inner ring dissolves and changes into three smaller circles at the moment when the magic circle is formed. They are pushed and squeezed together, like a three-yellow egg.

"Roar!!!"

Accompanied by the roar of terrifying beasts, and the rich scent of sulfur, the three large dogs full of **** flames roared and rushed out of the three curse circles in the inner ring. They opened their terrible blood bowls and opened their mouths towards Toria pours out three raging fires from hell!

At the same time, Herniwell drove a prairie horse and galloped to the side of the Chief Golden Foot. She leaned over her dark and slender waist. Her graceful and tall body exuded a fearsome atmosphere. .

Toria turned her head and looked around, almost recognizing this drow as a young whelp—the dragon vein warlock bypassed the three **** hounds, with **** red lips, just like the breath of a dragon, and exhaled a cone shape. Black mist. The horrible fog, like a wild horse running off the rein, was like the tide breaking the bank, instantly flooding the body of the descendant of God's choice, corroding, and burning her flesh and blood.

"The Supreme King is in danger! Protect to..."

Seeing Toria falling into the siege, the anxious eyes of several of the imprisoned soldiers were red. They tried to evacuate the battlefield and rushed to help their loyal queen. However, on the battlefield, every little negligence could determine the final life and death . What's more, the opponents of the imperial army are black fangs that grind and **** blood.

A short tapered spear accurately pierced the eye hole of the mask, and the sharp tip of the spear deeply sank into the brain of the Forbidden Army.

"He just called the Supreme King again?"

Heihu Hundred Households: Logan pulled out his weapon, blood and brain plasma mixed together, forming a golden red wave, immediately gushing out from the deadly wound of the Forbidden Army. However, the executioner would not pay attention to the dead bodies. He was completely indifferent to the thousands of corpses that died under his hooves. The sharp eyes quickly locked on a new target-the descendant of God's choice.

"With a centaur, gold of equal weight!"

Logan's breathing, accompanied by Painhurs' promise, instantly became extremely rapid. He let out a greedy roar, and the four dark horseshoes instantly turned into afterimages, like a gloomy storm. Heihu Hundreds, leaving his comrades aside, tried to take down the reward that made him salivate.

"Logan? Logan!!! Damn! Last time he fought with Gulvia's imperial army, he did the same! Whenever he saw his achievements, he ran like a lunatic!"

Chief Black Bat: Under the protection of the military police, Sigrit quickly untied the rope wrapping the canvas, and carefully took out a black bow that was not wetted with water from the inside of the dry package. She pulled away the black longbow that was specially designed to counter the centaur and destroy the enemy's enchantment, and vent her black anger to the surrounding imperial army.

"Chief, are we going to support Logan Hundred Households?"

A black gendarme easily blocked the golden mask from howling, as if walking in a leisurely courtyard, first cut off the opponent's wrist, and then a spear pierced through the neck of the forbidden army.

"He rushed into the enemy camp alone? Not saved! Let that guy take a lesson!"

Sigrit bowed his bow and set his arrows angrily. In the last match, this guy rushed to the front of the Marshal of the Forbidden Army. Although he killed Gulvia, he was seriously injured, if it wasn't for a few military police. Quickly, he will definitely die on the carcass of that mare. I clearly reminded him, don’t be so reckless next time...

"Tsk-forget, we won't save him, but I also want to get that huge amount of gold from the **** chieftain-the reconstructed Clan of the Black Tiger, there is so much money to spend!"

The newly grown-up Chief Black Root snorted proudly. Speaking of duplicity, she immediately took the two hundred black Xianwei under her command to cover Logan, breaking through the already sparse and defeated line of defense of the imperial army!

Among the human races, the most top-notch elites, now, most of them are gathered on this small battlefield.

The scarred descendant of God’s choice, like a wounded beast, uttered an unwilling roar. Within a radius of forty feet, the scarlet pasture thirsty for blood, like thousands of terrifying scarlet pythons. Under the weight of the corpse, he stuck his head out, entangled and swallowed the flesh and blood of everyone around him! From a distance, it looks like a boiling blood-colored lake!

And the **** Tolia, relying on the druid's ability to walk through the forest, in the wildly dancing grass sea, constantly distanced himself from the horses and hellhounds. Except for Abuhos, who is also the archdruid, everyone is trapped in this dense, frantically dancing sea of ​​scarlet grass, struggling to move forward.

Painhurs could easily tear the entangled pasture, but there was more pasture rushing to him overwhelmingly. And those plants thirsty for blood and rain stopped the raging flames of the Hellhound within a certain period of time.

"clang!!!"

The Descendant of God held up the shield, and struck Abhors’ sickle severely in the air, rubbing a string of stern sparks. She constantly adjusted her position to avoid facing Herniwell and Ou. Rakir’s arcane blow, his right hand drew a spare blade from his waist, and it fell on the body of the chief withered bone like a violent storm!

"call out!!!"

A terrifying and terrifying sound like a banshee's screaming sound suddenly sounded behind her, and the descendants of the gods hurriedly dodged, but the human back was still hit by a black feather arrow, a sharp arrow. Tuo shot through her gripped waist, and from Tolia's lower abdomen, she pointed out her terrifying sharp edge covered with flesh and blood debris.

"what!!!"

The will of the descendants of God is as strong as steel. During the siege, she was burned by flames and corroded by strong acid, but she couldn't destroy Tolia's sanity, causing her to cry in pain.

But... now, the descendants of God's choice are actually wailing for the damage caused by this arrow. The enemy-breaking arrows fired by the black bow tortured the unique nerves of humans and horses, and brought them unbearable pain like a heart-cutting bone!

"Toriya!!!"

Logan's four hoofs kicked the ground fiercely, and jumped out a pitch-black arc above the dancing blood-colored grass. The sharp tip of the spear reaches the opponent's throat!

However, he still didn't jump high enough. The endless blood-colored pastures, like blood-colored arms, quickly climbed to the sky, wrapped around his dark horseshoes, and pulled down forcefully, causing the black fangs to fall to the ground!

"hiss--"

Just when Toria turned around and wanted to kill the black military police, the air around her suddenly dropped. The ghost hand constructed by arcane and flesh and blood snaked through the sea of ​​grass and came to her side. , The five sharp bone claws burned a faint blue cold air, swept across her pale body, and set off five miserable blood blossoms!

"One click! Two clicks! Three clicks!"

The ghost hand, under the command of Painhurs, is like a ghost of nothingness and a slippery loach. Toria, who endures the pain of fighting, cannot destroy this blue cold tentacles at all, and attack it with all his strength. On the contrary, the body was torn out a few terrible scars!

The negative energy to death slowly penetrated into her body, and at the same time destroyed the body and spirit of the descendants of God's choice, seventh and eighth! Ninth!

"Oh, you can use Cold Touch to attack nine times in a row. It's amazing, amazing."

Herniwell gave a relieved smile. Her graceful tall and seductive body turned into an ethereal breeze mist, slowly approaching the edge of the entanglement technique-only forty feet, waiting for herself to fly out of this. The **** **** hell, Tolia, is still within range of her spell!

"Traitors! You **** traitors! May Skerrit curse your souls!!!"

The Chief Jinlu, who was significantly slower, pulled out the eagle-headed wand on his waist with a frantic look, chanting a mysterious mantra quickly. Two azure blue oval jade stones, like two icy suns, burst out with a dazzling azure blue light!

However, in the next second, the mysterious spell came to an abrupt end, and no matter how hard the descendants of God chose, they could not utter any syllable of the spell. At the same time, she could not hear the noise of war beside her in her ears.

Toria stopped her useless singing, and she turned her head around in disbelief: it was a beautiful face almost exactly the same as Christina, with red eyes that were as magnificent as rubies, full of bone-to-heart hatred. His delicate hands gently plucked the strings of the harp.

"It's over, the descendant of God's choice."

Watching Chief Jinlue's angry flaws cracking, he roared silently at Christian. Sigrit and Logan, one left and the other, quickly rushed to the sides of the descendants of God's choice. The two people who know the structure of the centaur, pushed and pulled with both hands, directly dislocated Toria's shoulders, and the two slender arms fell weakly between the waist, the black shield and the golden eagle staff were also weak Fell to the ground.

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