Right now, a bunch of big shots in the Alliance had divine weapons in their hands. This was an era of heroes. This was a blessing, but it also troubled bards. It was easy to focus on one thing and lose sight of another, overlooking some powerful divine weapons.
The two underrated Divine Swords [Sharatol (Shadow Ripper)] and [Eremene (Shadow Plunderer)] were the victims of propaganda.
To be fair, the power and special effects of these two Divine Weapons were definitely not weak.
It was a pity that because of Duque, William, who was once the third most powerful person in the Alliance, seemed to be a little weak.
Regardless of whether it was in the original history or in this life, William was not weak at all.
He inherited the soul fragment of the Wolf God Goldring, in addition to the body that was tempered by the cruel battles of the slave gladiators, the two Divine Weapon longswords, and the experience he gained from fighting against the SemiGod Rankers under Duke's leadership …
It was no exaggeration to say that William in this life was stronger than he was in history.
Because of Belrock's huge body, he naturally had the problem of moving too much in the eyes of mortals. William was known as a "writing maniac," and his Agility was also very high.
The Flaming Demon's huge swords couldn't hit William at all. Instead, William seized the opportunity to use a knockoff [Meteor Blast Chop] and ruthlessly slashed the Great Demon 18 times.
What was more impressive was that William's swords were rare Dual Attribute Divine Weapons:
[Shadow Ripper] had a significant increase in attack power for creatures with Shadow Energy in their bodies. It could also absorb flames and Holy Energy in the surroundings. William's HP should have increased by 20%, but it was all increased on his weapons.
[Shadow Plunderer] could absorb the Shadow Energy in the enemy's body and slowly convert it into the Light Attribute.
The gorgeous sword light was continuous, and each strike was fiercer and fiercer than the one before.
It was as if William could kill this Demigod Demon single-handedly.
If it wasn't for Tortola's transformation into a certain Dragon Tortoise and the hilarious but realistic Windmill Roll, where the tortoise's head smacked Belrock's buttocks hard, giving the Archdemon a 'Your ass is broken, the floor is full of wounds, and your smile has turned yellow', Belrock might really have chased after Varian relentlessly.
As a main MT, Tortola's taunt skills were impressive.
Without seeing him do anything, he stretched his neck and aimed the tortoise's head at the Great Demon, giving him a sweet smile. A [Taunt] skill that mortals couldn't even imagine took effect.
No one knew whether Tortola, in Belrock's vision, was repeatedly ravaging him with his retractable head or something else.
Anyway, Belrock waved his swords in exasperation and chased after Tortola's tortoise shell.
"Clang! Dang! Clang! Every single sword strike was deflected away, but the Great Demon Shi Lezhi continued slashing down.
At this time, the rest of the fighters had also entered the arena. Goldring was a little nervous when he saw William slashing so happily.
With a howl, it pounced from behind and attacked Belrock's back frantically, tearing with its claws and biting with its teeth.
Demigods all had a scale in their hearts. Even without any statistics, they could tell whose damage was higher just by looking at the wound.
Goldring said proudly, "Son, did you see that? This is the power of your father's attack! Battle depended on momentum! Imposing manner! Understand? "
At first, William wanted to go all out, but he suddenly heard Duque's voice. "The aggro is about to shift. Just in time, let him attack!"
On the other side, the Wolf God, who didn't know that he had gone too far, was acting recklessly.
Who knew that the huge Belrock would suddenly turn his head and stare fiercely at him.
Not good!
Danger!
But Goldring was still stubborn.
"It's okay! Look at my gorgeous agility and dodging abilities — "
At this moment, Goldring didn't notice that Belrock's originally dazzling swords had changed color. It was the color of a shadow as dark as ink.
"[Blade of Destruction]!" Belrock spat out the name of this move.
It was almost a convention that the Burning Legion's Abyssals had the word 'Destruction' in their hands, and it was usually not bad.
In fact, the Wolf God had already made a magnificent leap backward, jumping a full ten meters away.
Unfortunately, it wasn't enough.
The blade that was already five meters long suddenly extended like a tongue of flame. The long dark light slashed down, fiercely striking Goldring's waist that was almost bent backwards in midair.
For a second, the bystanders thought that the great Wolf God was going to be cut in half and die before he could even get started.
Surprisingly, there were no external injuries.
But at this moment, Goldring would rather have suffered external injuries.
That was because the violent shadow energy had already penetrated his thick and beautiful white fur and directly entered his body, messing up his muscles and organs.
"Awooo —"
This was a downright sorrowful cry!
It was also a classic example of extreme joy turning to sorrow!
If it were a mortal, they would definitely kneel down after being slashed by this sword.
Fortunately, he was Goldring, a powerful Demigod with a Demigod body.
His body was not purely made of flesh and blood. A more important part of his body was his spiritual energy body.
Even so, close to 90% of his life force had been destroyed by the sword just now.
Cenarius, who was holding the line, was so scared that he almost peed his pants.
They hadn't even seen Ragnaros yet. If they lost a main Demigod, this battle would not be easy to fight.
He didn't care about holding back. He immediately used [Rejuvenation] and [Heal], followed by [Tranquility], which was an ultimate skill that could heal the entire battlefield. Regardless of the fact that the power of the skill would be halved in the Land of Fire, he had to save the Wolf God first.
If this was in the game, the Wolf God would be in a miserable state, and his HP would increase by a huge amount.
The Wolf God, who thought that he was awesome but almost became a fool, subconsciously jumped a few steps towards Cenarius with his tail between his legs. At this time, it was still better to stay close to the healer!
William was inexplicably shocked at first. Then, he heard Duque's shameless laughter. "Don't worry, Belrock is only scary with this move. He can't make any other attacks in the Shadow State. As long as you don't get hit consecutively, you won't die. "
William almost couldn't help but laugh. "Uncle … Duque, you're too bad."
"How am I bad? You were the one who asked for my help. You should be the one who's bad, right? "
Duque's words made sense. After all, it was William who asked Duque for help.
As a gatekeeper, Belrock's specialty was that he could fight and carry. However, he lacked the means to recover, so he could only rely on tricks like [Ordeal Crystal] to put his enemies in danger.
If they really fought, it wouldn't be a big deal.
Three Demigods, in addition to William and Lord Howl, who were powerful enough to kill Gods. Belrock didn't last long before he collapsed.
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