Today is a busy day... To be precise, it was very busy this time, so busy that Morrison once felt that if he did not wait for the attack of the Order Bureau, he would die suddenly at his post first.

The crazy battle continued. Listening to the roar that was approaching and the etheric fluctuations came, Morrison speculated that the fourth seat's offensive should have arrived outside the Wuyuan Fortress, but he did not expect that someone would sneak in first.

This is bad news, the good news is that there are only two of them.

"Morrison!"

Accompanied by Palmer's roar, one after another of the alchemy warheads came out, chasing Morrison's figure.

As the inmate of power, Morrison would naturally not be hit by this simple shot. He moved a few times and avoided all the alchemy warheads, but at the same time a strange idea rose in his mind.

"Do I know you?" Morrison cursed angrily.

Who is this guy? How did he know his name? And why was his words full of anger at himself?

The brilliant appearance of Bologo and Palmer caught Morrison off guard, even the rest of the court room. Palmer was dominated by anger, but Bologo would not be as unprofessional as he was. He had already taken advantage of the time when the others were stunned and rushed forward several meters away.

The sharp murderous aura stinged everyone present, and then they turned their attention from Palmer to Bologo who was marching at high speed.

It was like a furious bull was moving forward.

The dense gunfire sounded, and several soldiers nearby immediately pulled the trigger. The bullet brushed across the edge of Bologo's body. Then his steps suddenly paused, his muscles tensed and accumulated momentum. A loud howl, and a resentment bite was thrown out like thunder, accurately piercing the soldier's body and embedded in the wall behind him.

Bologo pulled the chain hard, and the resentment bite was like an infinitely extended whip blade, shattering the wall and instantly sweeping down a large number of enemies.

The disturbing gunfire came to an abrupt end, countless bodies broke in the air, blood was foggy, and scarlet droplets splashed on Morrison's face, bringing a warm touch.

The blood awakened Morrison's mind, making him realize that this was not an absurd farce, but a fight that was close at hand.

"Strike back!"

Morrison roared, pulling out the Chase Sword at his waist, and the power of the power was stimulated without reservation. Similarly, Bologo also fully demonstrated his own strength, and the high-pitched ethers collided with each other.

The two powerful ether streams rubbed against each other. While confronting each other, more etheric reactions rose. In addition to Morrison, there were many shield guards gathered here. Most of them were prayers and condensing people. Only Morrison was the one who was in power. The other powerless people in the Shield Guard were mobilized to the front battlefield.

Bologo gave Morrison an infinite sense of crisis. He had experienced countless life-and-death battles, but this was the first time he felt such a strong murderous intent, as if he was facing the concept of death.

Without a moment of hesitation, Morrison decisively activated his secret energy. Under the glow of the alchemy matrix, a heart-wrenching pain came from his back, as if a sharp blade was cutting his body, but the pain was short-lived. After a sudden body grew from behind Morrison, and magnificent wings spread out on his bloody wings.

Secret energy·Light cast feather

The wings were shining with golden light, made of thousands of soft and smooth feathers, which were transparent and semi-solid, and looked like they were made of light. They squirted gently, and they brought a strong lift, causing Morrison to rise into the air in one go.

"Is the school of body-raising?" Bologo analyzed, "or is the school of illusion?"

He was too lazy to think so much, and raised his head and was about to throw his hand axe. The light feather flashed, and a dazzling glare erupted from Morrison's light feather.

Morrison reminded the others, "Close your eyes!"

The next moment, as if he was looking directly at the sun, a strong light pierced into Bologo's eyes. Bologo instinctively closed his eyes, but he could still feel the ruthless light passing through his eyelids, until deep in his eyeballs, as if he had melted all senses, and a strong sense of dizziness followed, as if he was in a blizzard, his eyes were covered in white, with no other scene except the sun.

Day filled the entire space, and the others were not directly exposed to light and their vision was not affected much. Bologo, who was directly exposed, could not help but instinctively burst into tears in the painful stimulation. Then Bologo felt the stinging pain from his body, as if something had cut himself.

Bologo let go of the sword and the axe, and the chains made of the strange snake scales extended infinitely. As if dancing, Bologo closed his eyes tightly, and then danced with a sword and axe, turning them into whip blades and chopping them indiscriminately in all directions.

The sound of roaring and cutting sounds repeatedly interlaced, and the dense long halberd burst out from Bologo's feet and continued to pierce the surroundings. Since he could not see Morrison, he would attack at all places where Morrison might appear.

The strong light began to decline after lasting for a few seconds. Bologo's vision became blurred, and Morrison's figure overlapped at a high place. The impact of the strong light will take some time to ease, but the battle will not wait for Bologo.

In the epistle of the record, Bologo saw Morrison's secret energy through Church's vision, but Church was too bad at fighting head-on and did not force Morrison out much ability, such as this fatal strong light.

Morrison raised his hand, and the sharp wings behind him protruded, like a blade just forged, could easily tear steel and flesh apart. Guangxu burst out and the feathers burned. Under Morrison's control, they turned into beams of light and fell towards Bologo.

It took no more than two minutes from meeting to fighting. In such a short period of time, the already dilapidated courtyard room almost completely turned into ruins. The huge flesh and blood machine poured to one side with rising heat, and the thick limbs extended from the flesh and blood, swaying casually, as if they were unconsciously looking for prey.

Bologo doesn't understand what it is, and compared to this thing, solving Morrison first is the most important thing.

The same power-behindrance, Jesse fell to Bologo's hands. To a large extent, it was Bologo who used his humanity to turn his companion's corpse into a blood blade to bind Jesse. Otherwise, it would be difficult for Bologo to catch him at the high speed in a werewolf state.

Now that Bologo is in the same dilemma, he can't think of any way to get close to Morrison for the time being. At the same time, Morrison also counterattacked, and the heavy rain of light is close.

Just as Bologo was about to raise the earth wall and try to block these feathers that seemed to be energy bodies, a howling gust of wind sounded, and the storm feathers split quickly, and soon turned into a torrent of steel, hitting the light feathers from the side and rainstorm.

The metal and the light feather collided together, causing a dazzling arc. When Bologo looked at Palmer, Morrison also noticed him and shook his wings again. This time, he did not throw out the two feathers, but raised his secret sword and rushed towards Palmer at high speed.

After a brief rage, Palmer woke up and when Bologo restrained Morrison, Palmer attacked the rest of the shield guards.

The instantaneous glory took away his and Bologo's vision, but unlike Bologo, Palmer was able to accurately distinguish the enemy's breathing and then judge their position.

Although there is a blur, it also helped Palmer successfully kill a shield guard at the level of the Condenser.

At this time, Morrison rushed towards Palmer, and the tip of the secret sword flashed with dangerous light.

Every field staff member understands that all sword blades that are named secret swords carry strange and unpredictable power.

Morrison was too fast, and Palmer didn't have time to dodge, but just as the two were about to come into contact, the chain-wrapped hand axe suddenly swayed and smashed between them.

The chains were stretched straight, and Bologo hit Morrison, and Morrison turned his head and shook his wings.

Morrison controlled the light feathers he released. At high speed, they pulled into straight beams of light, as sharp as fast arrows, carrying the raging ether. In an instant, the light feather storm spread over the entire battlefield, and with the shining light, it shone out from Bologo's pupils bit by bit.

The spotted beam lines were like shocking lightning, quickly cutting through the battlefield, and Morrison could imagine the subsequent scene.

The light will sweep across the battlefield and shorten the distance between it and Bologo. Each beam of light carries Morrison's powerful will, and eventually wraps it into the shadow of swords and slashes into countless pieces, and blood splashes.

Morrison growled, and the beamline wandered wildly on the battlefield, as if an invisible hand was manipulating them.

Bologo simply gave up on avoiding it. The strange snake scale liquid was cast into iron armor, but then it was ruthlessly penetrated by Guangyu. His body was scratched, and the overflowing blood solidified in the air, shrinking rapidly, turning into scarlet armor attached to Bologo's body surface.

All this happened within a few seconds. When Bologo arrived in front of Morrison, he was already bleeding. Morrison held up the secret sword with one hand and called Guangyu with the other.

Like a ruthless killing weapon, the beam line kept shuttled and jumping in the air, leaving behind beautiful lights, cutting into Bologo's flesh and blood, trying to penetrate him, but was blocked by tough blood.

In the thrilling scene, Palmer also launched a counterattack, but another etheric reaction rose, hindering his actions.

There was a slender, burning line of fire in Palmer's field of vision. It was very similar to Morrison's light feathers and it was easy to confuse them. But the difference was that Morrison's light feathers were something almost energy-like, and their flight was silent, so when Bologo was blinded, he did not hear the sound of light feathers galloping.

But this slender line of fire was different. When Palmer saw it, it brushed across Palmer's shoulders. After another moment, the pain came late, and there was also the sharp sound of the object cutting the air at high speed.

The ripples of the sonic boom burst out one by one on the remaining visual fire. Palmer couldn't see what it was, but he could feel that the thing was like a sharp long sword, directly cutting off the large piece of flesh and blood from Palmer's shoulder.

The fire line in the air gradually faded away. Looking in the direction of the line, Palmer saw the man standing in the shadow, with handfuls of narrow and long pointed spikes tied around his waist.

At this moment, Hernan was making a throwing move, accumulating force and bursting, and the spike was thrown out by him. Then when it penetrated the air at an absolute high speed, the kinetic energy suddenly increased under the support of the ether. The spikes at high speed moved with the air produced a lot of heat, and the surrounding air burned, forming a fireball-like gas cloud, which was then pulled into a thin line of fire.

The sonic boom spread heavily, and this fatal and terrifying offensive was achieved the moment the opponent took action, and Palmer could only avoid it in a predictive way.

This is no different from gambling, but Palmer has no other way except gambling.

"Is this a desperate situation in the first game?"

Palmer mumbled in his heart, the dice on his wrist trembled slightly.

At the right time, this is the name of this twelve-sided dice.

The copper surface of the dice is uneven and covered with dust and stains. The exquisite patterns have long dried up and appear extremely dim in the sun. The rubies embedded in it have lost their luster and become extremely dim.

But with the injection of ether, the dice trembled violently, and the gems flashed one by one. Time seemed to reverse. On the nearly perfect twelve sides, the gems flashed continuously, and finally all the light dimmed, and only the gems on the side of the number seven still flashed with a glimmer of light.

A difficult victory.

Palmer moved to one side, and the line of fire passed by him, leaving a shallow wound on his body.

This series of confrontations made people feel that the adrenaline surged, and something incredible happened.

The gem with the number seven completely dimmed and could not light up again in a short period of time. This is one of the costs of the contract object. When the contract object is continuously used in a time-lapse manner, each roll of the dice will cause one side to be temporarily extinguished and cannot light up for a certain period of time.

That is to say, after each roll of the dice, the probability of Palmer's big failure and success will increase, and others will feel stressed, but Palmer can say jokingly.

"Even if I'm in trouble, as long as I've survived eleven rounds, I'll always make a great success."

The strong wind hit Palmer's back, bounced him out like a cannonball, and crashed into the blind spot of Hernan's sight in one fell swoop. Hernan still maintained his throwing action and was ready to deal with Palmer severely.

Hernan is very similar to Beloggo. Both of them are in the ruling school, and the path they take is extremely narrow and sharp. Due to the different alchemy matrix, Hernan's power is not only very extreme in terms of tendencies, but also the effect of secret energy.

Secret energy · One-way arrow.

Any matter touched by Hernan will become his ruling object. When the ruling object is thrown out by Hernan, it will be exerted with a one-way, extremely terrifying force, which will allow the ruling object to fly through the sound barrier easily, just like an iron spear thrown by a god. The matter rubs and burns at high speed in the air, and the objects touched will be crushed and penetrated.

This power sounds extremely terrifying, but it also has many limitations. For example, the controlled matter will greatly affect the effect of secret energy.

If it is just an ordinary stone, even if it is wrapped in ether, it will quickly gasify due to high-speed friction after being thrown by Hernan. Usually, the attack radius may not be even several meters and will completely evaporate. For this reason, Hernan's control objects are these special spikes, and these ammunition made of alchemy metal are enough to withstand the pressure of his secret energy.

In addition to the limitations of controlling objects, the size and weight of matter will also affect the power of one-way arrows, the most important of which is accuracy.

If the power of one-way arrows is not hit, then it is meaningless.

Hernan also wanted to use the Chase Sword to make up for his power, but the launch of the Chase Sword requires the enemy's blood, which is inconsistent with Hernan's positioning of his long-distance combat, not to mention that the Chase Sword can only guide the flow of the ether and cannot affect the control of things.

The roaring tremor continued. Hernan predicted Palmer's position and threw several pointed spikes again. The deadly line of fire penetrated the walls and rocks. The rumbling sound of collapse continued. In the rolled smoke, Palmer ran wildly.

The battle on the other side is still continuing, and it is going on at the same time.

The light feather storm caused by Morrison was everywhere. At such a close distance, Bologo could only grit his teeth and slash the flowing light in the fury light.

The cooperation between Belogo and Palmer was interrupted by Hernan, and the others also recovered. Sporadic gunfire sounded again, and some faint etheric reactions came one after another.

"Solve one first."

Such an idea came to Bologo's mind, controlling his own blood, shaping scales in the wound to stop bleeding, and adding his immortal body.

Relying on the extreme injury, Bologo approached Morrison and waved the deadly sword axe. Morrison did not avoid it and stabbed the secret sword against Bologo.

Resentment blocked the secret sword, and the light feather pierced Bologo's body, and his hand and axe slashed down. The collision between the ethers caused a wave of air and drowned the two of them.
To be continued...