The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 281: The power of unity

After about five or six seconds of continuous blowing.

Counts Yuri began to realize that...projecting swords was of little significance in defeating the Frost Tower.

So they no longer created slender swords from around them—but instead heavy anchors, giant hammers, giant axes, and giant spears that looked like screwdrivers.

And in the sky above the Frost Tower, thick and dense black fire poured down like a torrential rain. From the gap at the top of the Frost Tower and the cracks that were knocked out, it gradually penetrated into the interior of the Frost Tower.

After about three or four seconds.

A few spheres with a white background and a golden honeycomb grid appeared next to the black fire.

They shed their shells in the blink of an eye and turned into **** of fire.

The moment the fireball was created, it ignited the black fire——

The thick fire flowed into the frost tower along with the black fire. The interior of the translucent frost tower suddenly became brighter.

However, at this moment.

The frost tower is already cracking in all directions.

The hard ice burning with flames fell to the ground like a comet.

Everyone inside dispersed in all directions - only Annan, Zoya and Citalopram were still standing in the middle.

Annan raised his head.

Light gradually shone in his blue and green pupils.

It was as bright as starlight - the [Brilliant Sword] was already accumulating power.

He held a scepter that was taller than himself and lifted it off the ground as if he were holding a giant sword with one hand.

Behind him, Citalopram looked serious and closed his eyes.

A silver, crown-like stigmata emerged from her forehead.

She stood there, clasping the fingers of her hands in front of her chest, and began to chant complex and long:

"I beg you, the daughter of the Uncensored, who will love you by the death throat of the loved one..."

Zhuo Ya put the index and middle fingers of her left hand together and held them tightly with her right hand - then she pulled out an ice blade shining with dazzling cold light.

Her eyes were once again imprinted with the faint yellow mark of the clock, and a red rune similar to a "kerchief" appeared on her forehead, and she looked around warily.

This is a distortion spell called "Profane Sense".

At the cost of increasing her erosion, she greatly reduces her sense of time and at the same time strengthens her perception - the external manifestation is that objects approaching her and Annan will be slowed down by more than ten times, no matter "now" The timeline is still the "five seconds later" timeline.

A lot of silver coins were scattered at Annan's feet.

This was thrown at Annan's feet before the players dispersed.

He did not use these silver coins to launch an attack... but was accumulating power while waiting for Zolgen to strike first.

Zolgen ran straight towards the mature woman with black hair and blue eyes.

I wonder if it was an illusion... Annan seemed to see a trace of anger in him.

...Does he know that person?

Zolgen, who had the power of shadow completely banned, was perhaps the one with the greatest impact on his combat effectiveness - but even so, he still did not hesitate at all.

I saw him opening his hands - in his left and right hands, two hammers made of frost emerged.

It was a short-handled giant hammer with a sharp end and a blunt end. The head of the hammer alone was thicker than the forearm. If used by ordinary people, the center of gravity will be unstable.

"——[Courage]! [Victory]! [Glory]!"

He chanted frost words loudly in his mouth that humans could not understand.

The muscles on his body began to swell as if they were blowing, and his body suddenly began to grow in size.

The old man was as slender as a skeleton, and his aura and presence suddenly increased - as if an assassin had instantly turned into a knight. At this moment, the four counts turned their attention to him at the same time.

A golden, glass-like spear of light appeared in the air above his head.

An iron wall with spikes appeared in front of him.

Under his feet, there were ice thorns he had created before piercing out of the ground - after seeing them once, Count Yuri "learned" this spell with his magic power.

After the creation time of more than one second ended, the most threatening light spear fell quickly and flew towards Zolgen at a speed that could not be detected by the naked eye.

"[Strong]! [Broken]! [Sturdy]!"

He roared and swung his hammer violently.

Of course he can't destroy all the light spears.

A light spear penetrated his left shoulder and came out from his right waist. A light spear penetrated his heart from the front. A light spear penetrated his neck and came out from his right armpit. These light spears were so hot that they made a hissing sound when they came into contact with the body - like meat being roasted on an iron plate.

But he seemed completely unaware.

Frost and madness overflowed - the frost marks spreading from his feet completely froze the surrounding ground. A white chill seeped out of his skin.

This made him look like he was emitting a lot of white smoke.

With just one hammer, the iron wall was shattered.

Kakakakakaka——

Frost marks spread against the ground, wrapping the transparent egg shell as well.

The woman with black hair and blue eyes couldn't help but show a hint of shock and fear on her face.

She began to create strong winds - strong winds that carried the blade.

However, it has no use.

Zolgen's progress is unstoppable.

"——[Noble]! [Loyalty]! [Pure]!"

Don't worry about the specific meaning, just don't repeat it.

The words he roared out in the language of frost were enough to summon the power of the "Winter Winger".

The continuously superimposed power of "winter" caused the surrounding sounds to become silent.

And his heavy blow shattered the silence instantly.

But the black-haired woman suddenly became happy.

Because this blow only made the "eggshell" in front of her full of cracks. But it didn't completely penetrate her defense.

And using this attack as a template, she will not be hurt by the same attack again——

Only the sound of whooshing through the air was heard.

Several cards flew in with incomparable precision, were nailed to the cracks, and changed color at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"...What is this?"

She wore a respirator mask and made a muffled dazed sound.

The next moment, an explosion sounded.

The raging fire shattered the glass cover from the inside out.

The color of creation with white background and golden grid appeared in front of her eyes again... But before it could be revealed, Zolgen hit her head with a hammer!

The sound of broken neck bones was heard - her head was smashed directly into the chest cavity.

The color of creation immediately dissipated. A certain substance that was originally transparent turned into variegated plaster.

But she did not die immediately!

"This is [The Chrysalis of Death], which is considered half a dead person."

Annan's calm voice came from behind: "The body of a gold-level transcendent is not that easy to destroy..."

Follow his words.

White frost marks, far colder than Zolgen, covered the unprotected woman's body without any warning.

——Frost-covered force field.

The frost-covered stance, which was tripled in power by [Tyrant], instantly dyed the woman's entire body pure white. She was imprisoned in it like an ice sculpture.

Jolgen did not hesitate.

He struck down again, shattering the solidified ice sculpture——

No obstacles were encountered this time.

That is the extremely cold frost that destroys all things, the cold enough to make the surface of any material brittle.

... In game language, the enemy hit by Annan's move will have its physical defense completely stripped away while being imprisoned.

A burning rain of black fire was pouring down above Annan's head.

But before they landed next to Annan, they were frozen by the [Frost Cover Field] and turned into black particles.

"...There is no turning back, and there is no place to return."

The chanting of Citalopram also ends here.

She looked at the young girl with blond hair and blue eyes without hesitation, reached out and dug out her own eyes, and stabbed the dagger into her heart.

For the half-dead daughter, this is not a fatal injury.

But her whole person instantly became transparent——

That is a high-level divine spell called [Journey of Hatred and Love]. ~IndoMTL.com~ It is also a high-level curse...

The virtual image of the pale princess with a blurred face appeared behind the young girl with blond hair and blue eyes.

But the other party was completely unaware.

Under the pale princess's skirt, a silver-white chain penetrated the girl's heart and sank into Citalopran's heart.

As the chains were tightened, Citalopram's spirit body was instantly pulled out - and submerged into the blonde girl's body.

Her pupils lost focus for a moment, then regained their brightness.

But "she" took off her mask without thinking... and threw the equipment containing magic energy behind her directly to the wandering child.

At this moment, the virtual image of the pale princess had already chopped off the sickle in her hand.

As the pure white sickle chopped down.

There were no wounds on the girl's neck, but she suddenly fell to the ground and lost her breathing and heartbeat instantly.

"What a move to seal away all the zombies!"

The wandering child jumped up, took the equipment flying from the air, and praised loudly: "Sister Wenwen, your ripples...just leave them to me!"

He resolutely carried the jar behind him.

And put the mask on his face.

Less than half a minute has passed since the Frost Tower shattered.

——Only two of the four enemies are left.