The silvery-red desert is in the sky, and two figures stand apart from each other across a huge aqua-blue light curtain. On the third throne, Dawson was a little surprised that he could block two of his super-compressed bullets, but he was just a little surprised, that's all.
If you can't get it done with two shots, use ten.
It was too late, but the palms of the legs held up by the Third Throne quickly condensed one after another bright purple measurable balls. In the blink of an eye, 10 measurable balls were in place. The Third Throne With a casual throw, the 10 measurable balls instantly turned into 10 measurable bombs flying at super high speeds and fell towards the east side of the aqua blue light curtain.
The Third Throne expected to see 10 scalable explosive fireworks that bloomed in succession, and then they shattered the defensive light curtain of the blocker Shidong in one go, but 10 high-speed flying scalable bombs had never really hit the defense before. The light curtain is there. At a certain moment, a red-black silhouette sandwiched the gap between the measurable bullets and the light screen, and launched three consecutive slashes to cover the flight trajectories of all the measurable bullets, cutting them all until they were completely eliminated.
Immediately, the red and black silhouette flashed behind the defensive light curtain and stood side by side with Dawson. That is an indifferent girl with long silver curly hair and wearing an umbrella skirt. Her petite shoulders are carrying a ferocious red and black scythe. Although the style of the person and the weapon are very different, she has reached a certain level in her murderous aura. A balance of momentum and unity.
"Lois, why did I just show up so easily?" Dawson said mentally.
"Speaking of him? Isn't it that I can't handle it?" Lois snorted coldly, and then said, "Harvey is already lurking in the dark, preparing to snipe with a bow. How to solve that matter is entirely up to me. Scheduling.”
Dawson responded silently. He continued to straighten his waist and look at the third throne. He turned his left leg to remove the intercepting defensive light curtain.
The Third Throne raised his brows and said with a smile: "If you change your mind, I'll be a good boy. Then I will..."
"Who said that," Dawson interrupted the Third Throne, "but he felt that the defensive light curtain was too cumbersome and had to be beaten before dismantling it. Listen, is there the Crimson Palace, the Thirteenth Throne? Sir! Of course I can do whatever I want with my status as the throne, but if I insist on doing so, he and the other defenders of the Canghong Palace will not blindly defend."
What Dawson said this time was more surprising than the 10 bullets that Lois showed up and destroyed the third throne just now. He suddenly raised his head and laughed, so much that his abdominal muscles seemed to be twitching.
"It's interesting. The Thirteen Thrones and their envoys are all equally interesting. One dares to violate the ban on private fighting in the Ancient Ye Mausoleum, and the other group dares to even have an idea of the throne. It's true that a family does not enter a house. ah."
Lois said coldly: "What's so surprising? I'm not the first one."
"Indeed," the Third Throne said and stopped laughing, "Since the Thirteenth Throne is inconvenient to get out in front of his house due to the ban on private fighting, then he came to show off with his envoy to the east. He wants to wait for us All three of them lost their ability to fight and fell outside the Canghong Palace. No matter how indifferent our Thirteen Thrones are, they will come out and take a look."
Lois's pupils shrank slightly when she heard this. She put her left leg behind her and made a leg gesture, telling Harvey who was hiding in the dark, "I'm exposed."
In a second, Dawson and Lois both ignited the flames of ghosts and gods. Lois, draped in a full set of ghost fire armor, preemptively opened her massive jet wings and sprinted to the third throne with a "bang"! Her slender arms seemed to have infinite power, and she swung the huge and heavy red and black scythe like a long whip. In an instant, the scythe danced wildly, blocking the three directions of the third throne.
Dawson disappeared and reappeared, and his cooperation with Lois was so precise that they blocked the last escape position of the third throne. His whole body was covered with an aqua-blue measurable defensive shield and pushed to the back of the third throne. The measurable defensive shield had been fused with the power of "reversal" and turned into a measurable torrent strangulating shield!
The distance between the attacks from both directions was reduced to zero in an instant, and the body of the Third Throne was squeezed in like a fake statue made of soap bubbles and returned to its original shape. In less than 0.1 seconds, Lois's scythe strike almost collided with Dawson's measurable strangulation cover. They suddenly realized that it was the true form of the third throne, and they all withdrew the attack as quickly as possible.
Dawson's limit was lifted and the "reversal" was released. Lois's unstoppable sword slashed Dawson's measurable defense cover with one blow, and the clothes that brushed Dawson's shoulders were narrowly avoided.
The "Third Throne" sandwiched between the two people had turned into countless tiny bubbles and automatically decomposed in mid-air. They were fooled.
"That's not the true nature of the Third Throne, it's just a 'ghost'!"
As a shapeshifting beast, Lois Lynch recognized at a glance the "Floating Light Bubble", one of the most powerful abilities of the shapeshifting tribe, cast by the Third Throne. Otherwise, she was a little angry, angry that the wrong party had used "Floating Bubble" to replace her real body right under her nose.
"How did you do it!" Lois immediately opened the sensory net with all her strength. At the same moment, the air behind Dawson suddenly twisted, and the palm of her leg passed through the turning light layer and touched Dawson directly. behind.
A silent arrow suddenly penetrated the air behind Dawson, just stuck at that critical moment if he didn't close his legs, he would be pierced by the arrow. Dawson suddenly sensed the sense of crisis erupting behind him, once again propped up the massive defensive shield and controlled the ghost flames to attack the air behind him fiercely.
The "refraction" in the place where ghosts and gods were raging was lifted. Dawson and Lois stared at the Third Throne bathed in the ghosts and gods' flames with wide eyes. Then they saw the body of the Third Throne turned into scattered foam again. Devoured by the fire of God.
Dawson's mind was spinning. He suddenly understood the true purpose of the Third Throne's continuous use of "Floating Bubbles" and opened his mouth to roar!
"Harvey! Little..."
"The person I reminded?"
A light and somewhat magnetic voice floated from the vast desert surface. Dawson and Lois's hearts skipped a beat. When their eyes moved to the east, they saw the third throne half-bent, looking out from under the linen sleeve robe. The palm of his protruding right leg clasped Harvey's neck tightly, pinning his 4-meter-tall little giant body to the sand with his face on the ground.
Harvey's giant bow fell 10 meters away, and there was a series of splatters of blood on the ground.
"Harvey!" Lois yelled coldly. The back of Harvey's neck was pinned to the ground, but he couldn't even move his legs or feet.
In the blink of an eye, the battle situation was reversed like this. The Third Throne stood up and patted his legs in an understatement. He used the fabric on the outside of the sleeve robe as a leg handkerchief to wipe the stain on his legs. of blood.