The two lunatics on the duel field were still yelling and cursing crazily, and the bestowers off the field had already gathered together. They were already unable to leave the central civic square, and the power of God prevented them from leaving while preventing the dangerous aura from leaking out.
The world in his eyes gradually blurred, and a passive fire rose from the ground. The sound of gurgling bubbles exploded in my ears, and many gaps appeared on the ground at some point. Under the gaps, there was blood-red magma, and a screaming soul stretched out its hand from the magma.
Jenkins collapsed on the ground and twitched unconsciously, his mind was still normal, and he knew that if he waited any longer, this matter would probably be even more troublesome. The ground began to vibrate again, and the obsidian-like material was gradually replacing the original land.
Everyone scattered to avoid the cracking ground.
Jenkins gritted his teeth. Seeing that no one was paying attention, he rolled a few times and called out the black robe to reappear in the form of a black-haired youth. A carp stood up straight.
Just at this time, the third challenger was finally knocked off the stage by Beryl who was laughing wildly. At this time, he had completely lost his human appearance, a pair of bat wings emerged from his back, and a pair of horns were slowly protruding from the sides of his face wrapped in turbid black liquid.
Jenkins walked over and, as expected, was sucked onto the stage.
For a moment, a crazy and twisted feeling came from the demon opposite. But what attracted the spirit even more were the parts of the suit of armor scattered on the stage.
Instead of affecting Jenkins' temperament, they were attracting him.
Originally, I wanted to use [Desecration Production] to attack the devil directly, but now I have a new choice.
Jenkins stood still, watching the demon gradually flap its wings and rise into the air. He walked forward slowly, answering the call of the armor with his own spirit.
As he walked, nine silver parts scattered on the ground swirled and flew up, forming a complete set of empty armor behind Jenkins.
Towards the first step, the armor disintegrated, and the parts were broken into pieces, as if a huge shape was supporting it from the inside.
Towards the second step, the metal that disintegrated into pieces but still maintained the shape of the armor was attached to Jenkins' body, but not quite up.
Taking the third step forward, the fragments folded inward, and an armored knight wearing silver armor, holding a shield in his left hand and a sword in his right appeared on the stage.
"Hahahaha, today is your death day."
Jenkins said something that he thought was very embarrassing to the demon in the sky, and then felt that it was not his speaking style. A sense of full strength gushes out from the body, followed by a great sense of satisfaction and weird self-confidence in the soul.
Looking at his own attire through the thick helmet, white and black auras attached to the armor at the same time. Just like the last time in front of the Gate of Vientiane, all three gifts responded to Jenkins, and this time the armor is still the same.
But it's still flawed, and Jenkins can feel like he's slipping from "brave" to "arrogant."
Without further ado, Jenkins closed his mouth and tried to jump up to the sky. When the height was just over the devil who was still laughing wildly, he leaned back, stretched his right foot forward, and kicked the devil at an angle of 60 degrees. .
Around the arena, at least 50 people saw this scene. The physical functions of the knight obviously surpassed the scope of ordinary people, and from the beginning to the end, the demon polluted by the power of the armor and crazy thoughts did not fight back.
The power of the sun attached to the armor was completely transmitted through this kick. After Jenkins landed, the magma, the soul, and the lingering black smoke all disappeared, and this place is still the central square of Nolan City.
"Can't laugh, can't laugh."
Restraining the thought of laughing wildly in my heart, I first looked at the stunned people around the square, and then said in a trembling voice: "I don't mean any harm, I just passed by here for a walk."
While saying something that he didn't believe, he walked towards the fallen demon step by step.
"what are you up to?"
Someone yelled, but Jenkins ignored it.
"Profanity made!"
This kind of cheapness cannot be let go.
It still wasn't dead, but had a dent in its chest. Black blood flowed from the dent, gurgling like boiling.
Put a few coins into the pocket through the gap in the armor, then found the contract on the devil, put it on his chest, and burned it completely with the flame of the candle at an angle that no one else could see. Taking a few steps back, a pitch-black figure stood behind the silver knight, and then slammed at the ugly demon with its last breath left.
After the explosion sounded, black flames splashed around the stands little by little, and Jenkins called out a black shadow to prevent danger. Those flames were the last force erupting from the demon's body, instead of extinguishing them, they became more and more prosperous.
And as the contract was burned by Jenkins, the phantom of the arm in the sky let out a final sigh.
While sighing, the golden net protruding from the void was pulled in six directions at the same time, and the demon's arm was stretched into six sections.
Golden brilliance burst out from it, and distorted runes flew away following the largest ball of golden light.
The big net disappeared, the phantom disappeared, and a small golden light fell in front of Jenkins.
The burning flames and the silver mask blocked his face at the same time. Enduring the man who laughed wildly and shouted desire, he quickly took out some metal pieces.
He cut his finger with the sword and wiped a bloodstain on one side of the hexahedron.
"My blood!"
The metal blocks that were about to fall apart were put together.
Flip the hexahedron over and cover the second side with the coin you just got.
"blasphemy"
The junction of different metals shows a tendency to melt.
Flip the hexahedron so that the third side is burned with black flames.
"sin!"
In the field of vision of the Eye of Truth, a faint golden light emerged.
Flip the hexahedron over and hit the chest of the armor with the fourth side.
"courage!"
The six sides shrink inward at the same time and gradually become flat.
Flip the hexahedron so that the fifth side is burned by the purifying candle.
"pure!"
The metal block in his hand vibrated violently.
Flip the hexahedron over, and draw the holy symbol of the sage with your finger on the top of the last side.
"My God!"
All the visions disappeared, and a palm-sized black standard hexahedron stayed in the palm of Jenkins' left hand.
"Don't laugh, be calm and calm!"
Looking at the metal block in his hand, he could no longer suppress the joy in his heart, and laughed wildly.
The benefactors surrounding the square looked at the center of the square. In the black sea of flames, a silver figure and a black figure stood back to back in the center of the high platform, one raised his hands to the night sky, and the other bowed his head with no expression on his face.
The flames became louder and louder with the maniacal laughter. Suddenly, the bell of the bell tower rang, and amidst the violent explosion, the two figures disappeared.