Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 783
Cyril only felt that the hairs all over his body were going to stand on end, the filth of Danya in the shape of a girl standing upside down, no matter in appearance or voice, he was so familiar with it that he couldn't be more familiar with it!

That is exactly the same as Caroline!
Damn dammit dammit dammit dammit!

In an instant, countless possible analyzes stretched out in his mind, and the most painful and bloody one is undoubtedly that the big boss of the end has been lurking by his side from the very beginning, and it has not been completely revealed until today. show up...

No no no no no, this is absolutely impossible, Caroline is absolutely impossible to be Danya's filthy deity, if she is, then all the visions should start from his side, with the ability of filth to infect, he Dead early.

And there is also the original necklace, and the power of the God of Nature reminding him, and Tris, the God of Death in Caroline's body, is also genuine.

What about Caroline?Why would Danya's filth look exactly like Caroline?
"Relax."

Suddenly a slightly hoarse and magnetic sexy voice sounded behind him. He turned his head and saw "Caroline" standing behind him with a hand on his shoulder. The scarlet pair The eyes prove that Tris is still in control of the body at this time, not Caroline.

"Look, that's not your Caroline."

Cyril raised his head, and the filthy avatar of Danya was still hanging upside down.Although the opponent is upside down for Cyril, this does not affect him to find the difference between the two.

He soon discovered that the inverted Caroline was obviously taller than the Caroline next to him, and her figure was more stretched, which was basically in line with his impression of the [Twilight Shadow] in the game.

"Then...why does she look so similar to Caroline?"

"Because that's my body, and Caroline is my chosen mediator. Of course, her appearance will develop in my direction." Triss replied lightly, not paying any attention to the shocked jaw of the young man beside him. look.

"But I didn't expect that Danya's filthy lackeys found my body for him..." Triss let out a dissatisfied "tsk", "I can only say that your luck is really bad... because There is no body that fits Him better than mine."

"……why?"

"Danya's filth is the most independent. He has gradually evolved from a pure negative emotion of a god to an independent god's soul. His wisdom can be compared with Danya, and his spirit strength is almost the same. "

"And if you want the soul to exert its greatest power, the body of the god is of course the most suitable - you should also know this."

Cyril nodded, he already knew about this matter, as can be seen from "Grey God" and Nirola.

"But there should be differences in the physical strength of the gods, right?" He asked softly, "It is impossible to say that all the gods have the same physical performance, and the difference in combat power only depends on the strength of the soul?"

"Of course." Tris spread his hands, "but I'm sorry to tell you."

"My body is the one with the highest intensity."

As soon as she finished speaking, Cyril suddenly heard a sonic boom.His expression changed drastically, and he subconsciously opened the door of another dimension, and when he stopped in the mid-air away from Mount Koleranfen, he happened to see the peak of this high mountain being hit by a shadowless object .

And at the moment it was hit, Cyril only felt a strange wave of magic power surrounding the top of the mountain, and half a second later, the upper half of the Kuole Lanfen Mountain came from him out of thin air. out of sight, disappeared.

Yes, "disappeared", not "broken", nor "collapsed".

It's just "disappearing".

Its existence was directly erased, and Cyril couldn't feel the resonance of that mountain with him—the mountain was also under the jurisdiction of his natural force, which was already part of his amazing vitality today.

However, at this moment, it disappeared completely as if it had never existed before.

"See it clearly?" Tris's voice sounded behind him again, "The existence of 'Original' is directly erased, this is an offensive mode of Danya's filth."

"It's too easy for you to say that." Cyril couldn't help but smiled bitterly, "Erasure directly from the root? Then what are you fighting against him? I was wiped out by him before I got close?"

"It's not that much." Triss replied, "Even if he is the negative of Danya, he can't directly trace back to the root of things like Danya, because these are not his creations, and he needs to analyze them .”

"So what do you mean?"

"It also takes time for him to launch such an offensive. This period of time is enough for you to judge the location of his offensive and dodge it in advance. Most of the time, the power he can exert cannot reach the point of 'instant death'."

"This period of time is really short enough... and if one attack cannot reach death, is there any difference between two shots and death?"

"You can try it." Tris said quietly, "She's here."

As soon as the voice fell, the sound of space breaking rang in Cyril's ears again, and this time, there was no time for Cyril to dodge at all. He even just fell to his side from the corner of his eye, and a white hand The clenched fist had already hit his side waist.

His pupils contracted violently, and he felt a violent force sweep over every bone in him, washing it thoroughly inside and out.The hard bones of [Holy Skeleton Guardian], which were so hard that they could even pierce dragon scales, were completely pulverized by this force, and then quickly repaired under the action of the heart of nature, repeated dozens of times— —

And his body flew from the center of the city to the city wall on the west side of San Helkent in an instant, and crashed deeply into the thick city wall, almost piercing it.

"puff……"

He spat out a mouthful of blood, pulled himself out of the city wall with difficulty, and said in a low voice with a wry smile: "You are really rude... This blow really won't kill me."

"Based on your vitality, it may take him ten days and half a month to beat you to death with his fists."

Tris's voice sounded from behind him again, "But don't be complacent, this is just the power of my flesh, and he hasn't used the power that belongs to Danya yet."

"Why do I sound like you are the happier one." Cyril turned his head away, and "Caroline" floated behind him again. Seeing Cyril's questioning look, Triss retorted, "No No no... I just take it for granted that I am happy that my body has such strength after so long, that's all, it's a kind of pride."

"My Lord, Danya... No, Lord Triss, if you continue to talk nonsense like this, I can't find any way to deal with Danya's filth."

"Of course not, Adrian." Tris's voice suddenly became calm, "Don't worry, we are not here to die, but to defeat him. I know this."

"So do you have any countermeasures?"

"Not yet."

"Damn it!" Cyril gritted his teeth fiercely, and the several imprints that could strengthen the body's strength sealed in his body were activated at the same time, and a surge of power filled his body for a while.And he had just finished all this when the sound of space shattering exploded again.

This time, Cyril clearly saw the scene where Danya's filthy body, which was almost exactly the same as Caroline, was rushing towards him.Every time His feet stepped on a piece of air, there would be a texture like a broken mirror——

He completely smashed the space while rushing towards him!
Although most of these sealed imprints in Cyril's body were weak, they were specialized in art, and they finally helped him at this time, allowing him to see clearly how the opponent was attacking.He settled down, and the scope of the force of nature suddenly expanded, and he wanted to use the gate of another dimension to open the distance from Danya's filth again.

But just as his power of nature unfolded, he felt that the resonance of the magic power was suddenly cut off - a large black net was drawn down, completely blocking all the magic power around him!

"Is this also Yuanchu's method?" He cursed inwardly, it was no longer realistic to try to distance himself, he could only forcefully raise his arms, and forcibly met Danya's filthy punch!

"boom!!!"

This punch was hitting the place where his arms were intertwined, and a force even stronger than the last time swept across Cyril's body in an instant.His consciousness was a little broken under this punch, and the bones all over his body were broken and reassembled again and again, relying on the power of the heart of nature to forcibly repair it!
"Danya, how do you fight this?"

"Tris, you have a way!"

But Tris's voice didn't sound from behind him anymore, he could only fly upside down like a kite with a broken string, and was almost blasted out of the range of St. Hercoent City by this punch.

However, this is not something worth celebrating, because Danya's filth has completely killed him, and that body like Caroline's hastened to catch up again, stepping on broken lotuses in the air, which is bound to Chase him to death!

I'm afraid that if this goes on all the way, Cyril will even be bombarded by him from St. Helcoent to the end of the capital of St. Emma in the west, the mountain range where the Nora Corridor belongs!

Cyril's consciousness can no longer support him to organize any possible counterattack, he can only use all his mental strength to urge the heart of nature to repair himself, so that his life can continue——

This is already completely beyond the grasp of his prediction.

A powerful soul is difficult enough to deal with, but the most unfortunate thing is that a powerful soul has acquired a powerful body.Combining the two, in this era of fading power, it can undoubtedly be equated with a real "god".

The realm of strength is not as good as the opponent, and the strength of the body is not as good as the opponent. If you want to overcome the opponent, there must be a comeback——

But does this turnaround point really exist?

Calm down, calm down, calm down—

The Eye of Setanrio could not withstand such an intense attack, and the burning of the soul could not stabilize his consciousness. At this moment, Cyril could only rely on his willpower to force himself to think.

"Breakthrough, calm down... Take a look... Calm down!"

He breathed deeply, constantly, in the gaps where the limbs were broken, in the cycle of limb repair.Gradually, he began to adapt to Danya's filthy strength, and he was even able to calculate the strength and time interval of the latter's attack, and calculate the time needed for his body to recover...

This is a very strange feeling. He is obviously the one who is being beaten purely, but he is beaten with a wonderful sense of rhythm.

He changed the frequency of his breathing so that it was at the same frequency as the cycle of breaking and repairing his body; he felt that at this moment he was a piece of metal, being repeatedly struck by the blacksmith——

when!when!when!
On the face buried between the legs, the originally blurred eyes gradually became clear, and his eyes became brighter and brighter, as if he really heard a giant hammer constantly beating him.

"The force of nature..."

He began to extract more natural power every time he repaired his body with the heart of nature, and made it blend into his newly shaped body, constantly improving the hardness of his body through repeated shattering, and constantly tempering itself.

"No.70 once, No.70 twice, No.70 three times..."

He no longer knew where he was hit by Danya's filth, and the direction might have changed in the middle, but it didn't matter to him.

All he can do is to find a chance to fight back before the power of the heart of nature is exhausted!
"No.90 three times, No.90 four times, No.90 five times!"

"One hundred and fifth, one hundred and six, one hundred and seven..."

He took a deep breath suddenly, the force of nature pouring into his body this time was more majestic than any time before, like a sea tide was sent into his body.With the help of this force, his bones were repaired at twice the speed before. This time, after each bone was repaired, it shone with a harmonious light!

"One hundred and eighth time!"

His eyes were extremely bright, and after this repair, he stretched out his curled up body.Nadanya's filthy fist should have hit his body at this moment, but because of his stretching, he happened to dodge it!
The same face as Caroline was close at hand, and the pair of colorless eyes revealed a kind of puzzlement. He couldn't figure out how the other party avoided his punch.

But Cyril is too clear, under the [-] hammer blows, he has completely grasped the opponent's attack frequency, and every movement of him will naturally appear in his mind!

Danya's filth at this time is like a dancer who is naked on the dance floor, naked in front of him!
He stretched out his hands naturally, and locked Danya's filthy outstretched arm firmly. When he was about to launch a counterattack, his eyes swept away, but he saw Danya's filthy eyes suddenly showing a A touch of cunning and joy—

"Finally... the polishing is complete." The girl's soft voice sounded, and correspondingly, the head suddenly swelled, and a bloody mouth opened towards the boy who locked his arm, as if to swallow him in one gulp .

And at the same moment, above them.

There was also a soft whisper:
"Finally...the polishing is complete."

The god of death, who had been watching the boy being defeated, intertwined his hands and fingers in an awkward and strange posture at this moment, and then chanted in a low voice:

"Flowers of death."

"open."

(End of this chapter)