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Chapter 18 The Battle on the Battlefield

There has never been a so-called true fairness in the world. Just like where there is sunshine, there is shadow, and the cruelty of the world is always synchronized with the civilization of the world.

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On the field where the middle-aged female swordsman's eyes passed by, the eight Spartan warriors were symmetrical and powerful. They shrugged their shoulders and chests, looked straight, one arm lowered the round shield, and one hand held the hilt of the sword tightly. The firm eyes under the heavy helmet all showed the chic and boldness of "just attack".

The Blue Holy Group warrior, who was led by the head, could only feel the two sharp and meticulous eyes from the gap. His physique was obviously stronger than other companions, but seeing him step forward a few steps, his behavior was light, and his voice seemed energetic and confident, "Blue Holy Group! Quickly resolve the battle!"

Kratos bulged his cheeks and narrowed his eyes slightly, and found that the other party's target was him. He suddenly raised his sword and shield and rushed forward.

Unlike Kurush's light and precise fighting style, Kratos sprinted and swayed continuously, as if the whole earth was swaying on his feet. When the sword danced in his hands until he was refreshed, he could only see a cold and cold light with his naked eyes.

"Water mist eye barrier!"

At this moment, not only the Blue Saint Group warriors led by the Blue Saint Group, but also other Blue Saint Groups generally used the Blue Temple skills.

As Kratos's eyes turned white, his pupils were covered with mist, blurring his vision. The Blue Holy Soldier started briskly and powerfully. He rushed towards Kratos, his legs clamped like scissors, and a beautiful turn turned around and easily jumped over Kratos' attack.

"Water Blade Shock!"

Very fast is another temple skill.

As the opponent raised his waist with one hand, he held the cross sword tightly and slashed forward. The water blade flew out from the blade suddenly frustrated Kratos' body and lost his sense of direction.

"Water Mirror Shield Strike!"

Without waiting for Kratos to react, the third temple skill released by the Blue Holy Group warriors, straightened their arms, palms were facing outward, and shaking for half a circle. A thick layer of ice condensed on the shield, and a heavy shield strike forward. After Kratos subconsciously avoided quickly, the opponent's shield followed like a shadow, slashing upwards.

Crack! Just by hearing that sound, Kratos knew that his arm was ruined by the other party!

A burst of heart-wrenching pain made his thick eyebrows frown, and then he snorted in pain. His body retreated repeatedly, and the sword held the ground, drew a deep crack, and made a sharp and harsh sound.

"Water Wrath!" The fourth temple skill, the blue warrior's arms closed in front of his chest, then separated, turning into a powerful water wall attack, pushing towards the target.

Fast, very quickly. All attacks were completed in one go, completely using temple skills to attack.

With a "bang", Kratos's one hand pressed against the round shield on his chest. The powerful impact of the water wall made him unable to help but retreat five or six steps before he almost stopped. As the water wall passed, a strong wind rose, arousing a red cloak strapped on his shoulder, making a sound.

Pull all the attack power into the wave-like force.

According to Kratos' true feelings just now, he wanted to attack but couldn't go forward, but he wanted to retreat but couldn't go down. At this time, the competition was completely an unequal combat power. If he just ended with one skill and one skill, he would definitely kill a person.

But after four blue skills, the eight blue holy warriors were obviously a little stunned from their movements and behaviors.

With the assistance of four temple skills, we advanced and assassinated. Not only did we not cause a Spartan warrior to fall, but no Spartan warrior to withdraw from the battle.

On the contrary, a warrior of the Blue Holy Group was still intoxicated by the pleasure of being chasing Kurush. In the end, he not only did not get any advantage, but was knocked to the ground by a sword. If he had not awakened instantly, he would have reacted quickly when he saw the opportunity and immediately chose to withdraw from the battle. Kurush, who quickly came back to his senses, might only take two seconds to make him splatter on the spot.

Seven Blue Holy Regiments were left on the spot. After four consecutive temple skills, they obviously could not continue to be able to continue to have a skill easily.

In a battle, each temple skill seemed to be only used once. The strong defense and combat skills of the Spartan Holy Regiment still survived even when they were blind. As for the mild or severe injuries on their bodies, there was no need to frown for the persevering and patient Spartans.

The Spartan warriors' vision gradually became clearer, and they needed to rely on their true strength to fight.

Now, it seems that it is time for the Spartans to fully play. The corners of each Spartan's mouth twitched generally, and a cold snorted, with a sneer of disdain and contempt, which made the Blue Holy Group soldiers feel deeply chill.

Obviously, after just a round of atrocities, every Spartan warrior had the most violent anger in his chest.

The horse mane has a heavy helmet underground, Aaron has a sword-brow and a high nose, a bronze face, and a bright eyes.

It is not difficult to find from the scene in front of you that the so-called water-based blue temple is likely to be a level 4 temple. And with the upgrade of the temple, the power of the first three skills is each stronger than the previous skill. It just starts with the fourth skill and suddenly becomes a dispersed group attack skill, which greatly reduces the lethality of the skills.

After gaining some understanding of the combat skills of the Blue Temple, two different sounds came from the crowd around Fountain Square.

"The Holy Group of Nothingness, Iron Blood is invincible!"

The tough and persevering performance of the Spartan warrior won most of the Red students, a kind of fanatical recognition and cheer.

In addition, the gorgeous skills of the Blue Holy Group and its long history of the Temple are also a group of enthusiastic followers. "The Blue Holy Group, God grants me the power!"

When these two different cheers, one wave higher than the other, finally gathered together, it evolved into a cold and bloodthirsty word. "Kill, kill, kill!"

Killing is ultimately the most primitive human beings hidden in their hearts. The smooth and hard horse-haired helmet fell into the eyes of the bystanders, making Aaron's face look like a marble relief, cold and majestic.

His sharp eyes circled the seven Blue Holy Group warriors, revealing their coldness and stiffness!

"These cans have not yet chosen to withdraw from the battle. Do they think that this is a one-on-one fair duel?"

I felt that there was still a battle time limit for the last two minutes. It was not impossible to catch turtles in the jar. Do these guys who were not strong and used their skills to show off their might also want to resist the thirty-six elite warriors of Sparta?

Aaron's unfathomable eyes began to shine with the glow of a diamond. He suddenly lifted the sword in his hand and took two steps forward at an extremely fast speed before roaring, "Spartans, what are you waiting for!"

There has never been a so-called true fairness in the world. Just like where there is sunshine, there is shadow, and the cruelty of the world is always synchronized with the civilization of the world.

If the Blue Holy Group could use the fifth temple skill, it might make the Spartans retreat. Unfortunately, there was never any if on the battlefield, and everything was over.

Previously, the Blue Holy Group warrior relied on his skills to suppress people.

At this time, Aaron led thirty-six Spartan warriors to rush forward. Strictly speaking, it was not a fair contest, and there was never a fair contest on the battlefield.

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