I Became the King of Villains In the Game Chapter 339

  Chapter 339 The Aggrieved Saint

  A pitch-black, deep fist with thick shadows swung out suddenly.

   collides with another pale oversized fist—

  Boom!

  The air exploded instantly, and the terrifying shock wave spread in all directions, creating a gust of wind.

  The extremely dull sound made the hearts of everyone present stagnate and their scalps tingle.

   Coleridge and Toby led their men immediately and retreated a hundred meters away to avoid unnecessary damage. They stared intently at the battle on the field, their eyes filled with disbelief, and their faces full of shock.

"this…"

  The members of the circus, such as Froy and Noah, stood beside the official superhumans, watching the fight between the head of the troupe and the strange strong man with concern. They tacitly did not choose to join the battle rashly, knowing that in a battle of this level, not only would they not be able to help, but they would also hold back the boss.

  The tall pale knight took two steps back, made two thumps, and made deep footprints on the ground. The hard stone pavement was crushed directly, and spider web-like cracks spread for several meters.

   On the other hand, the incarnation of the saint of the Rotov family, but...

  It flew upside down like a cannonball, spanning a hundred meters, and bombarded heavily on an empty residential building.

  Boom!

  The whole building was smashed into a large transparent hole, and even the tables, chairs, beds in the room, and the wardrobe scattered into pieces of wood chips could be seen.

   Homa was still flying straight upside down, and after He knocked down several bungalows one after another, everything returned to calm.

   "The incarnation of the Holy One was punched by Mr. Jack?!"

   Coleridge opened his mouth slightly, his voice slightly dry.

  As the acting head judge of the main city, no one knows more about the power of the high-ranking people than him, how powerful it is... Sequence 5 is only one sequence away from Sequence 4, but that is a world of difference.

   There is a deep moat of biological transformation in the middle.

  Even if it is just the incarnation of a saint, it can easily kill a senior Sequence 5 Transcendent.

   After all, it is the body of a mythical existence walking in the world, and it is the executor who has mastered some high-level power.

But…

  The scene in front of him made him strongly doubt his past cognition.

   "Such power is a miracle!"

  Bishop Tobyin made a prayer gesture of the Moon Church, his voice pious and a little excited.

   "Mr. Jack, relying on the body of a Sequence 6 transcendent, was able to fight against the incarnation of a saint. He must be favored by my god... Such a miracle, incredible!"

  Coleridge and Toby coincidentally thought of the deeds of "Joke". It seems that he had beheaded the incarnation of Terrence's crown. It seems that it is not a rumor, but indeed has such an ability!

  The investigators and black-robed monks behind the two were also shocked by this scene and shocked their three views.

  All held their breath, staring at every moment.

  The members of the circus, such as Froy, immediately showed deep admiration when they noticed that the head of the circus was hard-pressed to challenge the incarnation of the saint, but did not lose the wind.

  The tall and exaggerated figure, the pale armor that he had never seen before, and the thick and strange python perched on his shoulders...all filled with a strong sense of oppression!

  But for them, it is unparalleled peace of mind.

  With such a powerful boss behind them, they also have enough confidence!

  Captain, you must win!

  They silently prayed for Mr. Jack in their hearts.

  Boom!

  The fighting continues.

  The "shadow curtain" tens of meters wide and nearly 100 meters long rose from the ground, breaking through the ruins of the collapsed houses, like a volcanic eruption, and like a huge wave sweeping towards the Pale Knight.

   In front of the overwhelming shadow is the incarnation of the saint wearing a black smock, His Majesty Homa of the Rotov Family.

  He spread his arms at this moment, with a long shadow trailing behind him, with a slightly distorted annoyance on his face.

   "Damn ant, with all its brute strength, do you think it can hurt me?"

   "Then try it, Your Majesty."

  An indifferent voice suddenly appeared above Homa's head.

  Homa's eyes twitched, and the pale figure standing on the ground in the distance disappeared, and the other party arrived by his side at some point.

   Clang!

   An extremely crisp metal clank sounded.

  A silver horse cascaded down like a waterfall, and landed straight on the back of Homa's neck!

  Homa reacted in an instant, and a pool of ooze-like black shadow emerged from behind, turning into an arc-shaped shield.

   Bang Dang!

  The protective shield condensed by "Shadow of the Coffin" shattered in an instant, and the silver giant sword slashed **** the back of his neck!

   Another dull bang.

  The body of the man in the blouse twisted and slanted, he fell from the sky, smashed heavily into the ground, and blasted out a big hole. Huoma slowly stood up at the bottom of the pit, touched the back of his head, and felt a tearing pain. The second layer of "shadow coffin" covering the skin was cracked, and black mud-like liquid flowed out from inside. blood.

  The resentment in his heart became more and more intense, and he was hit by the opponent twice in a row, and this time he was even injured, which is really a shame for him!

   But just when He was about to strike back forcefully, another strong wind hit.

  Boom!

  Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang —!

  The tall pale knight didn't give him a chance to breathe at all, teleported into the pit again, swung the giant sword in his hand, and slashed wildly.

  Every sword is powerful, every sword cuts through the air.

  Silver afterimages filled the bottom of the pothole, colliding with the flickering and churning shadows of black mud.

  The aftermath of the confrontation ravaged the inner wall of the pit, like sharp knives scratching the stone slabs and soil, drawing straight marks.

  In the scene of violent tremors, Homa's face is very gloomy. He exerted most of his strength to barely keep up with the opponent's attack frequency, manipulating the shadows on his arms to continuously resist.

  He also finally understood why the guy in front of him, who was clearly only a Sequence 6 Transcendent, was able to kill Roxanne and his group of black knife killers.

  The strength of the opponent has already surpassed the category of the ordinary Sequence 5. Although it is far from the high rank, but with this teleportation ability, coupled with the brutal and abnormal close combat level, it can disdain most of the Transcendents in the Sequence!

  Even his own incarnation was temporarily suppressed!

  Homa has never seen such a strong sense of oppression in any mid-sequence transcendent!

   Another horizontal slash came, He snorted coldly, stretched out his left hand, and a dark shadow leaped from the palm of his hand, turning into three dog heads, biting the opponent's wrist, hilt and sword body tightly.

   Immediately afterwards, Homa hooked his right hand, hiding the dark side under the pale knight's shoulder armor, the shadow ooze was born out of thin air, turned into a sharp iron rod, and pierced straight into the opponent's left chest.

  The tip of the shadow iron braze flowed with a deep luster, as if it had been injected with some kind of power blessing, it forcibly broke through the pale armor, and pierced the pale knight's heart.

  Homa's mouth curled into a smile.

   "No pain, no itching."

  The tall knight lowered his head slightly, and a voice came from the cross hole in the pale visor.

   "You are far worse than the incarnation under the crown of Terrence."

   Whoosh—!

   The strange python entrenched on Chen Lun's shoulder suddenly pounced, swallowing Homa's upper body in one gulp at a speed beyond what the retina could capture.

  The latter grunted in pain, and his whole body exploded into black mud, spilled all over the ground, and then disappeared without a trace.

  Chen Lun was not at all surprised that the opponent would use such a method to temporarily avoid damage, so he chuckled, raised his hand and forcibly pulled out the shadow iron rod that had pierced the heart, and threw it into the pit.

   Clang!

  He stepped out and returned to the ground.

  'Divination really can't take effect on high-ranking people, and it can't capture the location of the other party for the time being. '

   After a brief trial, Chen Lun thought to himself.

  The strange python on his shoulder stood up, spitting out a barbed letter, and a pair of scarlet snake eyes looked around from side to side, as if wary of possible attacks from all directions.

   Phew!

  A shadow spike struck from the side of Chen Lun's head!

   Bang!

  The shoulder python noticed it immediately, and twitched its body to slap it away.

  Shhhhhhhh...

   Around the pale knight's front, back, left, and even the top of his head and under his feet, there were slender and slender shadow spikes all over, stabbing in dense numbers.

  But the pale monster python was extremely powerful, and it flew away these spikes one by one at a lightning speed. At first glance, it seemed that all the spikes were blasted away at the same time.

   Seeing this, Homa, who was hidden in the invisible, knew that this method could not hurt the opponent, so he suddenly appeared behind the pale knight—

This time, He turned into a slender, pitch-black monster, fully five meters high, covered with boiling and bubbling shadow ooze, with a huge and slender shadow curtain hanging from his neck to his waist, which is automatic without wind, covered with The weird and detailed distorted lines, and the deep luster of the whole body can even swallow the sight of others.

  Time seemed to stop.

  Everyone couldn't help but stagnate for breath.

  Homa's face was pitch black, leaving only a pair of piercing white eyes. He raised his long and pointed arms and waved gently.

  Boom!

  With the Pale Knight as the center, black shadows covered several meters around, rising from the ground, closing in reverse, like a coffin, shutting him inside.

"die-!"

  Homa came out with a cold and hoarse voice.

  The black and shiny cuboid coffin twisted violently, as if a pair of invisible hands squeezed it dry like a dish towel.

   Poof!

  Countless blood-like ooze and black slurry sprayed out, and each drop made a dull clang when it fell on the ground.

   Under the appalling eyes of the onlookers.

   and Homa was in a daze for a while.

  A pale arm broke through the "coffin bondage", and the big hand covered with fine white scales grabbed the slender black shadow's neck!

   Pull down suddenly!

  Homa's body, which seemed horrifying to others, was completely unable to withstand the huge force, and he bent down abruptly, bowing and saluting in a comical way.

  Boom!

  The slender black figure knelt on one knee, and the heavy force collapsed the ground of more than ten meters around it by several centimeters.

  He roared angrily, trembling all over, as if he was wrestling with the big pale hand, but in the end he couldn't break free.

  The pale knight slowly squeezed out of the twisted "black coffin", the scarlet cloak on his back, and the strange python on his shoulders were dancing wildly, whipping and throwing away the shadow ooze.

   "I said I would kill you, Your Majesty."

  The deep voice Homa hated once again came from the cross hole of the visor.

   "You don't think I'm just joking with you, do you?"

  Chen Lun no longer suppressed the desire to kill in his heart, and with his free hand, he punched the opponent hard in the face.

  Boom!

  A puddle of black blood spewed out from the mouth of the pitch-black face.

  The pair of white eyes widened, showing shock.

  He, the saint of the younger generation of the Rotov family, the avatar sent by a mid-sequence transcendent was held down and beaten? !

  A strong sense of aggrieved feeling arises spontaneously.

  Homa was almost forced to vomit blood again by the embarrassment in his heart.

   After throwing off the shadow clay, the strange python on the shoulder of the pale knight ejected and wrapped tightly around Homa's body. After seven or eight circles, it firmly trapped the slender black shadow.

   "Ho—!"

  Homa let out a manic and disturbed growl.

   But Chen Lun, who had his hands free, had already launched a stormy bombardment at him.

   Bang bang bang...!

   Bang bang bang bang bang...!

  The white fist shadow left hundreds of afterimages, which concentrated on Homa.

  The expressions on the faces of Coleridge and Bishop Tobyin were almost stiff, and the shock in their hearts was close to numbness.

  They originally thought that even if Jack could win after transforming into a tall knight, he would have to pay a huge price... But now, it seems that this is not the case!

  The incarnation of the saint of the Rotov family seems to be... almost killed.

  (end of this chapter)

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