979. Chapter 979: One hundred and fifty-five
Chapter 155 The Great Chaos in the City
"How do you think my speed is?" Xu Ziye and Peterman asked in an instant.
"Soon!" Peterman said immediately, but compared to the speed, what Peterman was even more disgusting was the dark plants everywhere. The poisonous gas emitted by these things had no effect on the undead, but had more or less impact on them, living creatures. Peterman was also worried that long-term battle would cause this miasma to spread to the city, and ordinary people living in the city would be in danger!
Even if Peterman thinks about himself, this kind of thing will never happen. Once most of the residents living in the city die, Aubrey can even use this as an excuse to kill them!
Therefore, if he wants to solve this battle, he must Xu Ziye be faster! He must kill Xu Ziye before these dark plants cause major damage to the entire city!
"So, if you want to kill me, you must be faster than me!" Xu Ziye said lightly.
"That's true!" Peterman said coldly. He rushed to Xu Ziye again. The wind magic lingered around his body. He didn't want to easily bless him with magic because he was injured. If he did this, even if he killed Xu Ziye, he would not be far from death. He still had a great dream and would never die here again.
However, Xu Ziye would not allow him to live.
"The battle with you elves has been more than once!" Xu Ziye said lightly, dodging Peterman's lightsaber.
Instead of answering Xu Ziye's words, Peterman tried his best to draw his sword again. The sword was mixed with strong sword energy and actually cut a ravine hundreds of meters long on the ground!
"I heard that you elves respect nature. Of course, I am also in awe of nature. If nature wants to destroy me, it will be easy. No matter how I grow, it will be easy. However, I have not been destroyed by nature yet. It proves that this world needs a dark person like me to balance it!" Xu Ziye said with a smile. At this time, half of Xu Ziye's body was shattered by the sword energy.
Peterman looked at Xu Ziye's exposed skull and the shriveled human organs and couldn't help but feel like vomiting, but he really didn't understand why this world allowed such a demon to live in this world.
"Since you want to protect, then we will destroy it. I want you to know that I don't care about the life and death of some people!" Xu Ziye shouted coldly: "The tree world is born!"
"Not good!" Peterman suddenly felt that the earth was shaking, and huge dark plants surged out from the ground and formed a large-scale dark forest in an instant! What's even more terrifying is that the towering trees and vines grew rapidly, quickly condensed into fruits, and then launched tree species and flew towards the places where people lived in the distance.
Boom boom boom boom!
A series of explosions sounded, countless houses were bombed, and the additional dark magic still demonized the dead bodies, turning the dead or living people into living dead people. They became undead and unconscious low-level undead, and then they attacked the living.
There was a chaos in the city, and no one knew how many people died for a while, but Xu Ziye did not do too much. Although Marda was the domain lord here, wasn’t this still Aubrey’s territory in the final analysis? If Aubrey gets angry, he will be done and cause a certain amount of turmoil.
"Does it start in the end?" Alaman looked at the black smoke and dust in the distance, and then said to his subordinates: "Hurry up! Go and kill those corpses that have been transformed into undead! There are still living people!"
"But General, the explosion continues. If our people rushed in at this time, they might also..." said one of the officers under him.
"Why are you afraid of death and being a soldier? Get out of here!" Alahman kicked the officer aside, and then asked the soldier standing outside, "I'll ask you, now that your family is in trouble, do you have to stand by and watch?"
"No! General!" all the soldiers shouted in unison.
"Very good! Come with me and kill those damn undeads! Protect everyone! Even if you bet on your own life!" Alaman shouted loudly. He, who was once thought to be addicted to alcohol and sex by the outside world, would never have thought that Alaman had such a bloody side. For a moment, all the soldiers were excited. They rushed over to face the undeads, and the mage even used a large range of light magic to purify the remaining undead magic and undeads.
Countless wind swords shot over and cut Xu Ziye's dark plants into two sections on a large scale. Rows of trees fell down. Xu Ziye did not let them regenerate, but looked at each other coldly.
"Sandrew! You bastard! Those people are innocent!" Peterman rushed over and shouted angrily.
"We undead did not oppose you at first. We just wanted to live, but the Temple of Light forcibly deprived us of the opportunity to live! Are we guilty? We did nothing at first! It was the hypocritical light in your heart that caused us to be what we are today!" Xu Ziye also roared and rushed towards Peterman!
The two people's swords were fought together again. Peterman quickly made a move and cut off one of Xu Ziye's arm. Xu Ziye also quickly made a sword, just stabbing Peterman in the ribs!
A crisp sound came from Peterman's ear. He knew that one of his ribs had been broken, so he immediately distanced himself from Xu Ziye. The city was in chaos, and things would be troublesome. The first person to be affected was Marda. Once Marda was punished, he would definitely be in trouble.
"It seems that you tried your best and could still keep up with me at a little speed. Since that's the case, how about the two of you?" Xu Ziye said lightly at Peterman with a sword, and his cut off arm grew out quickly.
Peterman felt that the magic and power in his body were constantly losing. It seemed that he had been cursed on Xu Ziye's sword! Xu Ziye could regenerate, but it was impossible for him to be. The injuries on his body also made him feel somewhat tired.
"What do you... mean?" Peterman asked, looking at Xu Ziye.
"What does it mean? It's literal!" Xu Ziye sneered, and then an exact same person appeared behind Xu Ziye again! He also held the Dragon Tooth Sword, the same appearance and outfit, and even had the same power and speed!
"Is this... clone technique?" Peterman said incredibly. It was not because Xu Ziye knew clone technique, but the power of this clone!
Chapter 156 Suicide Attack
"This... how is this possible!" Peterman couldn't help but murmur. The clone technique was not rare, it was just a trick. Moreover, the clone was very weak. When high-level people fought, this kind of thing could only distract the other party's attention and did not play a direct role. However, the clone of the other party actually had the same power. This was incredible. The elves' perception was quite keen. Peterman hoped that his perception was wrong now.
Unfortunately, his perception is correct!
Xu Ziye and his clone attacked Peterman at the same time. Peterman was already quite struggling to face Xu Ziye alone. With a clone of the same strength, how could Peterman be the opponent?
Of course, he can dedicate his soul to the Elf Goddess, but after that, will this city still exist? No, the entire city will be erased on the territory of this continent, and the elemental elves in this city and even outside will also suffer a catastrophe. He does not want to become a sinner of the entire Elf clan!
Xu Ziye's attack power was equally doubled. At first, Peterman made Xu Ziye not have the chance to fight back, but now Xu Ziye not has the chance to fight back. However, the sarcastic smile on Xu Ziye's face made Peterman feel a fearful thought in his heart - he did not do his best.
That's right, if Xu Ziye puts all his strength, it's not at this level now. It's just that Xu Ziye is not used to using all-out attacks from the beginning, it depends on whether the opponent is qualified to use all-out.
On his shoulders, back, legs, chest... a series of eye-catching wounds appeared on Peterman, and the curse attached to Xu Ziye's sword had a superposition effect. Peterman felt that his power was getting weaker and weaker, and even his vision was affected. He felt that Xu Ziye's movements were getting faster and faster, while his movements were getting slower and slower.
"Bone Fist!" Xu Ziye's huge bone fist directly hit Peterman. Peterman flew out again and dragged it on the ground for hundreds of meters before stopping.
"Puff!" Peterman spitted blood. At this time, he was already scarred and barely supported his body with his sword and stood up. However, he knelt on the ground after taking two steps. So he stood up with his sword with his body with his sword, but his steps were shaking, and the blood blurred his eyes. He vaguely saw two figures walking towards him.
"Is it over?" Peterman murmured. Surviving on this continent, he knew that he might be doomed one day, but he didn't expect it to fall into Xu Ziye's hands and the hands of a dead soul.
"God of Light! Open your eyes and take a look! Evil is galloping across this land! Why have you not destroyed him? Why!!" Peterman roared at the sky, as if to rebuke the injustice of heaven, but the sky is still calm, as if the gods in the sky did not hear his roar.
But in Xu Ziye's view, this is the roar of the weak. No matter what, you must rely on yourself to be a human being, even if you become a ghost, it will be the same.
"I don't believe in these things. Even if there is God, it will not help a cowardly person like you. Those who want to use other people's hands to show off their evil spirits will not have good results!" Xu Ziye looked at Peterman, shook his head and said.
"Hahaha...haha!" Magic suddenly surged into Peterman's body.
Xu Ziye immediately flashed aside. Is this magic power self-explosion? No, it’s not, but self-blessing!
It seems that Peterman made up his mind to die with him!
He divided a clone himself. If so, Peterman's chance of hitting is one-half. It seems that he can only summon other clones.
However, Peterman's lightsaber came to Xu Ziye instantly. Xu Ziye blocked it and the clone attacked Peterman's back at the same time. Peterman turned around and cut off the clone's head!
The clone immediately retreated and recovered as before. Peterman offered self-blessing at this time. The wound on his body expanded at a striking speed. He couldn't hold on for a few minutes, so in these few minutes, he had to kill Xu Ziye. If he could not replace his elder brother to become the elf king, then do a good thing before he died and pave the way for his elder brother!
The army in the city has not come to support it for so long, but their combat influence is very large, and this matter is inseparable from Alaman. If he can kill Xu Ziye, then Malda can make a big fuss with this matter. Hanis will use this as an excuse to let Aubrey execute Alaman. In this way, the entire field is equivalent to being completely under Hanis' control, and Malda will definitely be valued.
"Ahhhhh!" Peterman seemed to be crazy at this time. He fought hard to attack Xu Ziye. A layer of phantom floated on the sword and did not disappear, because Peterman himself had become a container of magic!
With self-blessing, the damage of water magic is the lowest, and the damage of thunder magic is the highest. Although the damage of wind magic to itself is not as high as that of thunder, it is also not something that seriously injured Peterman can bear!
But now, Peterman could no longer tell which one was Xu Ziye's body and which one was Xu Ziye's clone. He could only choose to kill these two people who looked exactly the same.
"Thunder gun!" Xu Ziye threw out a lightning gun. In an instant, Peterman penetrated through it. The lightning gun exploded in the distance, and Peterman's stomach exploded! Xu Ziye's clone appeared in front of Peterman at the same time, and one pierced into Peterman's chest! Peterman also tried hard to stab the sword into Xu Ziye's clone, infusing the power of his body!
boom!
Xu Ziye's clone was crushed by the wind magic. Xu Ziye's chest felt as if he had suffered a heavy blow and vomited a mouthful of black blood. With a community of shared future, Xu Ziye was also very uncomfortable, and his speed slowed down.
However, Peterman came to Xu Ziye instantly. The huge wound looked quite gloomy. Peterman raised his sword and stabbed Xu Ziye.
"Oh no!" Xu Ziye couldn't help but think that before he could react from the state of his soul being wiped out, Peterman had already come to him!
The sword stabbed Xu Ziye's shoulder, but it only stabbed for a moment, without any magic, and then fell to the ground.
Peterman widened his eyes and fell to the ground, and he was dead. The blood in his body seemed to have dried up.
Chapter completed!