Chapter 302 The Tradition of Jumping and Slashing in Berserk

Annan clearly felt that after he lit up the [victory] element, the atmosphere on the rotten man immediately changed.

The originally cold and elegant jade-bodied human-faced crane suddenly turned into a terrifying demon god——

The surrounding ground instantly cracked.

Countless white spikes rose from the ground like the spine of a giant, forming a white jade-like spike mountain range that was seven or eight meters high.

And Annan raised the golden left arm of the three sirens high, and the oncoming Needle Mountain circled around Annan's left and right sides like a divided ocean.

The players pierced by them were directly dyed black and white, and condensed in the air motionless.

In the next moment, the air around the rotten man turned into white smoke, and then turned into gray slender needles, on a scale of millions, like the direction of gravity reversed by 90 degrees, and the horizontal attack It poured down like a drizzle.

This time it was a completely different poison - if hit by this blow, the skin would be stained with a black and white spot. And the strong sense of paralysis will also spread rapidly, as if the hit limb is no longer his own, and the body will gradually become sluggish.

They don't hit the players directly.

However, this strong, continuous attacking elemental power quickly dimmed the "shield" Annan used to protect the players. And it actually seals the teleportation ability of the players after spreading the light wings-because when the landing point may be full of poisonous needles at any time, any teleportation is dangerous.

And at this moment, the "sky" above their heads...that is, the dome transformed from the corpses of the dead light worms also collapsed simultaneously.

The tentacles, like ink, formed a shape similar to a fist or an arm, and the texture was like an elongated rice cake.

They fell from the sky one after another, bombarding the players whose shields still existed on the ground.

It's like countless giant fists hitting the ground - although the glow shield can completely block the invasion of elemental power, the bombardment brought by the powerful kinetic energy will consume a lot of the remaining shield.

The aftermath alone is enough to make the ground rumble and crack the bone spurs on the surrounding ground. And after the fist was raised, new bone spurs were formed again.

From this point of view, these "ink tentacles" should have heavy entities.

But when they come into contact with players who have lost their shields... they will be full of stickiness.

Those players are like the pulp in the pulp jelly, embedded in the ink tentacles. Like a flying insect stuck in pitch-black amber, it lost its color in the blink of an eye.

Players are unable to move instantly, and have to rely on flying to avoid obstacles on the ground that grow like fishbone, spine, and ivory, and at the same time, they have to avoid the "black hands" that bombarded from the sky without warning.

In the "three phases" that the rotten man suddenly entered without even saying a word of cruelty, and without transforming himself at all, the players were caught off guard and directly lost more than one-third of the battle.

Those players whose time was frozen by the rotting man's "black and white poison" were immediately kicked out of this world by Annan, lest they be "digested" by the rot man into immortals and turned into the opponent's power.

But except for those players who were attacked in the first place.

The rest of the players immediately showed the excellent qualities worthy of the golden-rank transcendent——

They immediately hid behind Annan.

The explosives with light as the carrier fell instantly, completely blowing up the bone spurs in an area;

Immediately afterwards, the ground behind Annan turned into a special alloy that could not be transformed unconditionally;

The huge light shield like a dome covers all players, and its thickness is enough to withstand the continuous bombardment of the black hand;

Streams of golden sword energy like lotus flowers spread out in front of the light shield, counteracting the gray drizzle formed by the power of erosive elements;

Four halos of different colors bloomed from the feet of the four players at the same time, blessing all friendly forces including Annan, and all attributes have been greatly improved...

The next moment, a pure white elf ghost that gradually grew larger as if inflated, protruded half of its body from above the light shield.

Those "black hands" sensed it immediately, and bombarded her, but passed through her body directly.

She held out her hands.

No chant required.

Her figure suddenly became transparent, and two extremely strong gray-white negative energies turned into energy pulses, blasting towards the rotting man's flower wings respectively.

There were two pale energy impacts, and a white ring spread out every distance between them. And under the blessing and restraint of this ring, the negative energy impact that should have diffused out is restrained to be brighter and more powerful!

That's the best shot citalopram and her dance partner can make!

This is a strong negative energy that is enough to cause the sudden death of half a town's residents. After being constrained into a light beam, it hits the wings of the demon god with incomparable precision.

Even if the rotting man has extremely high immunity, those petals... don't have it!

——This attack is extremely effective.

The gray negative energy had a strong neutralizing reaction with the stagnant black and white life.

Blazing white flames ignited from the demon god's wings, and the stagnant petals instantly curled and withered as if being scorched by flames.

The flame didn't spread to the rotting man's body. But the originally sacred jade-body man-faced crane suspended in the air and in front of the huge moon lost its wings and important sources of energy and materials, and its body suspended in the air suddenly became tilted.

Along with breaking a certain balance, the rotten's continuous transformation bombardment also created a tiny gap.

——At this moment.

A short figure soaked in blood and burning with blazing bright red flames struck at lightning speed and passed by Annan.

She held a huge guillotine in her right hand that was half a head taller than her.

That was the 【White Guillotine】 that Princess Pale had bestowed on Annan.

The sacred guillotine, which had cut off countless heads and was still as white as jade, was enchanted by Annan to become a higher-level glowing blade.

Its characteristic allows it to ignore the enemy's natural armor and deal full damage when it deals "cut" damage to living enemies.

And the rotting man is the condensed, eternal "life" itself——

Jiu'er's extremely strong, bursting and burning fire of life prevented her from being instantly eroded even if she rushed into the realm of the rotting man.

The flames of blood wrapped around her body gradually turned black and white—but the wine wrapped in the inner shell of the flames was still intact!

It is different from the posture when he first entered this world, screaming and attacking frantically.

Under the blessings of [Frenzied Transformation], [Supreme True Blood], [Blood Rage], [Life Deflagration], etc., Jiu'er was still able to maintain complete calmness in [Death-Racing Charge].

The moment the rotten man showed his flaws.

Without accepting anyone's orders, Jiu'er rushed directly into the absolutely dangerous God's Domain, leaping high——

Compared with the huge demon body of the rotten man, Jiu'er's figure was so tiny.

But this blow posed a great threat to the rotten man.

The fragrance around him couldn't penetrate the barrier formed by the burning rust-free blood—that was the power of the woman holding the cup.

It is the primordial, burning life itself!

The rotting man tried his best to lean back, avoiding the attack that could even behead him instantly.

But the hand that originally covered his mouth, as well as the two hands placed in front of him, were cut off by Jiu'er mercilessly!