Wanting to kill an earth magician with two punches is really a bit of a fantasy.
Um.
At least three punches are required.
Especially in the soil, it can be regarded as Hamel's home ground. Even if he was hit by two punches, even if the ribs in his chest were shattered and his heart almost stopped beating, he was still not directly killed.
Hamel hid in a ball of earth that was as solid as enchanted metal, and used earth magic crazily in an attempt to entangle William.
Logically speaking.
In the ground tens of meters deep, no matter what kind of professional of the same level encounters an earth magician, almost all of them are unable to fight.
But William has a pair of unstoppable fists.
Even if he can't exert the full power of Thunder God's body, every punch he makes carries tremendous power.
No matter what magic stood in front of them, they were all destroyed in an instant.
Just 3 seconds.
Hamel, who was inside the earth ball, was dizzy from the hammer. His elementary elemental body almost turned into a puddle of mud, and almost every inch of bone and flesh was shattered.
If he hadn't condensed the primary elemental body, he would have been dead by now.
However, he was not attacked again.
3 seconds,
10 seconds.
13 seconds.
…
Hamel then realized that the continuous attacks were gone. Reinforcements should have arrived, allowing the damn half-elf to run away, but the moment he relaxed.
Bang.
One punch.
The shining electric fist penetrated the extremely hard earth ball, and the five sharp sword-like fingers easily pierced his chest, and then squeezed Hamel's heart tightly.
William touched Yingying's elastic heart and squeezed it gently!
puff.
Hamel's eyes widened, and blood continued to spurt from his mouth. At the same time, the magic walls around him fell off like soft soil.
He wasn't dead, but he couldn't maintain this high-strength defensive shield.
Gudong, gudong.
Hamel kept swallowing the blood in his throat. He couldn't imagine how William could be so strong.
His Highness the Prince was too lazy to respond to the gap between the two. He just killed him again and used Soul Resurrection on his corpse.
The next second.
William turned his head and dug in one direction.
Hamel, who was still staring at death, blinked in confusion, first took out a set of magic robes and put it on his body, and then used unearthed magic in another direction to form a hole...
Bang bang bang bang.
Continuous explosions sounded, and a legendary fire-type boss, with several epic professionals, directly dug a hole in the ground with fighting spirit and came over.
Among them, the legendary leader of the fire system had a bad temper. He glanced at Hamel, who was sitting on the ground but was still alive. He grabbed him by the collar and said viciously: "The holy vein is so important. "If someone breaks in here and you don't send a message immediately, where has that guy gone?"
Hamel pointed blankly in one direction.
Taylor raised his eyebrows cautiously. There were three caves here, and he definitely couldn't just chase one.
In particular, Hamel's whole body was about to be shattered, and his life breath was almost lower than that of the undead. Who knows if he was stunned and pointed the wrong way.
Just when others were asking in which direction they wanted to pursue.
A strange aura suddenly appeared.
"Be careful..." The legendary boss Taylor immediately grabbed it with his backhand. He remembered that when he just picked up Hamel, he should have thought that the unimaginable breath of life should not be a living person.
result.
The moment Taylor grabbed Hamel's head, he watched his body expand rapidly...
boom.
Along with it, an indescribable energy spread in all directions.
In an instant.
Earth-shaking.
The ground above the explosion lifted hundreds of meters of mud, rocks, and even some buildings into the sky.
The shaking sound spread throughout the entire royal city.
The palace wall and the residence of a group of big bosses seemed to have been hit by magic cannons.
Seven or eight seconds later.
A sinkhole was formed here, and hundreds of meters in radius were reduced to ruins, which was horrific to see.
But when a group of professionals appeared high in the sky, they took a breath of air.
What is this for
Boss Taylor secretly wants to force someone to lock up a man
Hamel would rather die than give in, and use self-destruction to resist power
Because Taylor in front of them was holding Hamel's remaining head in his hand, and the other epic professionals were all severely injured and lay on the ground wailing.
Click.
Taylor's head was crushed in his hands.
The epic professional's self-destruction will not cause any harm to him.
But this feeling of being played made him almost unable to control the fighting spirit in his body.
He turned around and dived into the ground, chasing William.
at the same time.
More legendary professionals came here and shouted angrily: "What are you looking at? Someone is invading the Holy Vein. Go and chase them."
"yes!"
Only then did the other orcs and demon professionals realize that it was different from what they thought, but the scene just now was so similar that they couldn't help but think about it for a long time just by trying to imagine the scene.
The tall Taylor grabbed Hamel, who was sitting on the ground and kept retreating, and even wanted to hold his head hard regardless of how he whined.
As for the holding position, it's right between Taylor's spans...
Especially since Taylor was followed by a group of epic subordinates.
Tsk tsk.
This is not just a strong man locking up men, but also encircling men from left to right, men on top of men.
Many conspiracy theorists even believe that there was no so-called foreign invasion at all, but that the legendary boss Taylor was too perverted and forced him to self-destruct.
after all…
Taylor had done this before. His group of epic-level subordinates were either forced by Taylor, or they took the initiative to give their bodies to them.
So, Taylor's circle is very chaotic, and other people's thoughts are normal.
… … …
William was like a hard-working shepherd uncle, frantically raking the wool in his hands very quickly.
Since he broke through the barrier and entered it, he has already filled three space rings. Although he brought a lot of soil, he can't hold these magic crystals, which already number more than 30 million!
He used Soul Resurrection, but he didn't intend to let it help him delay for too long, and he didn't even think about letting it help him fight.
It's enough to just blow yourself up and die.
If you can delay 30 seconds, it is 30 seconds.
Swish swish swish.
His Royal Highness held a certain place with his palm, and the power of thunder was responsible for cutting out a large piece of crystal veins, and then put it into the space ring.
Seeing him pretending to be more and more, he only needs to give him 3 more minutes to fill the remaining three space rings.
But the crisis is getting closer and closer to him.
It gave him the feeling that if he didn't run away, he would never be able to leave.
Faced with this fatal crisis, William naturally did not need to stand firm.
Real men always run away, and they run very handsomely.
But a figure with flashing golden lightning appeared from his body, staying in the same position, holding three space rings in his hand and continuing his work. His technique was even more skillful, brisk and even with a sense of indifference. A feeling of scruple.
So it was only two seconds.
Taylor appeared in front of the incarnation of Holy Thunder, and a punch bursting with infinite flames slammed into the head of the incarnation of Holy Thunder.
Bang.
Deafening explosions spread in all directions, and countless blazing flames seemed to melt the incarnation of the Holy Thunder.
Even the surface of the ground with a radius of several thousand meters began to crack, and flames like magma continued to rise.
This exaggerated scene makes it impossible to imagine what kind of fierce fighting took place underground.
but.
Taylor had to stare.
Because the guy in front of him was unscathed and was still moving away the other magic crystals in an orderly manner. He even had time to glance back at him, as if he planned to remember his appearance and write it down in his notebook.
"How is that possible? Aren't you an epic?" Taylor didn't give up. He was a legend. He couldn't die unless the saint came!
Another punch came with a sound of breaking through the air.
The incarnation of Holy Thunder only raised his left hand and lightly blocked the punch with his fingers.
His right hand also took away large pieces of magic crystal again and again.
He moved quickly with small steps, completely ignoring Taylor's attack.
"What the hell?" Taylor's cursing voice had changed its tone. He couldn't help but ask: "What kind of monster are you? With such strength, why not join our orc empire? Don't you just want the magic crystal? From now on, you You can live on the holy veins and practice.”
The entire incarnation of Holy Thunder was flashing with yellow light and lightning, making it impossible to see his appearance clearly.
But the alternative momentum of the epic level cannot be denied.
In addition, apart from the first punch, Taylor's subsequent hundreds of punches not only did not cause any damage to him, but he broke his hand bones due to excessive force.
To know.
The guy in front of him only used his left hand to resist his attack.
What a powerful body this is, it makes people envious and jealous
Moreover, the 'Incarnation of the Holy Spirit' can also copy certain characteristics of Thor's left hand, which causes him to carry the aura of a god.
As a legendary professional who has lived for more than a thousand years, Taylor also knows something about gods.
He now believes that the 'Incarnation of Holy Thunder' in front of him is extremely likely to be a god, a strange god.
"Born and raised, a new born god." Taylor gasped, this possibility is really high.
After all, the Fourth Age has begun.
If the gods are reincarnated and the gods are going to descend to the earth, then there is nothing impossible about the emergence of new gods.
So let's not mention the true strength of this 'new god', but if he can be used by the Orc Empire, or even controlled, it will be of great benefit and help to the Orc Empire.
He did not associate William with the Holy Thunder incarnation...
Because the difference between the two is too big.
So Taylor found that he could not stop the incarnation of Holy Thunder from removing the magic crystal.
He said like a long-tongued woman from the side: "I know that all of you new 'gods' are unusually proud, but our orc empire also has a saint. He is stronger than you and can guide you to become a true god, and even Lord God.”
"Bah." After hearing this, William finally couldn't help but reply with one word.
Not only was Taylor not angry, but he laughed like an idiot and said bluntly: "I won't talk about the main god, but it is absolutely no problem to teach you to become a real god.
In particular, you should also understand that elves, humans, and feather tribes have no good impressions of your natural gods, and the killers of the temple will not let you go either. "
"Wait for me to think about it." The voice of the incarnation of Holy Thunder was an electronic sound, which sounded cold and ruthless. He wanted to leave.
Taylor didn't want him to go.
But the incarnation of Holy Thunder turned back and looked at him, as if to say, don't people even have this little trust between people
Taylor hesitated.
But this guy with yellow electric light all over his body seemed to reveal a trace of doubt and sincerity in his eyes.
Like a newborn baby.
You don't trust me, why should I trust you.
finally…
After the incarnation of Holy Thunder looked at Taylor for 5 seconds.
Taylor took a deep breath and extended a gesture of invitation, indicating that he could leave.
The incarnation of Holy Thunder showed a sincere and kind smile, made an OK gesture to him, turned around and left.
Taylor was a little confused, but still made the same gesture...
Um.
This gesture should be a salute to the innate gods, right
But anyway.
His purpose in doing this was ultimately for the benefit of the empire and the orcs.
If you can have a good relationship with a natural god.
It is equivalent to having one more saint in the orc empire for nothing.
If this natural god planned to live in the orc empire for a long time, it would be even more profitable.
Lord Altai will not be alone, and they orcs will be able to talk to other races on an equal footing.
Instead of doing what others ask them to do, they have to do it.
They even have to let their tribesmen die.
In fact, the more important thing is.
After Taylor heard the 'bah' sound, he became even more convinced that this guy was a 'born god'.
He once heard the Altai Saint say that gods born in the mythical era basically only need to swallow enough magic power and eat enough magic crystals to become stronger step by step.
Even becoming gods easily, the so-called bloodline and talent simply do not exist for them.
Only the 'Lord God' level is more difficult for them.
This is also the key reason why other races must submit to gods in the age of mythology.
What Taylor just said about asking the saint to teach him to become a god was just a wild guess.
But this born god despised the saint's teachings so much, and it happened to confirm the thoughts in his mind.
In particular, this guy dared to venture into the royal city of the Orc Empire for magic crystals. Maybe it was because he could become stronger by swallowing crystals
Taylor's head was thinking a lot at the moment.
Just watching the Holy Thunder dig a hole and leave with a smile on his face, he even began to imagine how the Saint would praise him.
Ten seconds followed.
After the figures came to Taylor one after another, they found that Taylor kept giggling.
A legendary leader of the wind system couldn't help but ask: "Half of one of the sacred veins was stolen. You are laughing your ass off. Where is the enemy?"
"What enemy? They are the future members of our Orc Empire."
"What do you mean?" someone asked.
Taylor chuckled: "Guess what I encountered, a natural god, I saw a natural god!"
"???" The other legendary bosses looked confused. Have you forced yourself on men too many times recently? Your head has become stupid...
But the orcs have a single head.
Taylor believed in herself.
Does Taylor have a low IQ
how to say.
In a world where the force value is higher, people are less likely to use their heads, because in many cases, there is no need to use their heads when things can be done with fists.
Conspiracies and tricks are often used by mortal guys, after all, their fists are not powerful enough.
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ps: 4100 words, please give me monthly votes and recommendations. I feel like this chapter is not too brainless, haha.