Chapter 810: The Duel Before the Gods (Part 2)

Although many gods, and even an entire pantheon, are spying on the powerful priesthood of war, no one dares to shake Tempus's position as the master of war. The god of war Anhe in the Gods of the Card Empire) did not dare to take a step lightly, even though the conflict between the two sides was already very acute, and sooner or later they would have to fight to the death.

As one of the many gods of war born from the first battle between the twin goddesses Suren and Shar, Tempus has defeated countless opponents for tens of thousands of years, absorbing the opponent's divinity, priesthood and divine power to grow stronger and become stronger. Perfecting himself, he has perfectly integrated the fighting instinct with the essence of war, and never fears the challenge of anyone or god.

Of course, Tempus is not perfect. Because he was born too early, he paid too much attention to personal strength, so many troops who respect discipline prefer to believe in Heim, the god of guardianship, and Tom, the god of loyalty and courage. The King has a proud personality and is never willing to resort to intrigue, making him an easy target for exploitation.

However, considering the absolute suppression of quality over quantity in the magical land of Faerun Continent, Tempus' choice made sense.

After all, a warrior can easily put five or six civilians, and a legendary warrior can crush an army, not to mention there are cheating races like giants and ogres, no matter how well you line up before the battle, No matter how intimate the cooperation is, they will still be crushed by an unrivaled force.

It is precisely because of this that almost all war gods do not have the priesthood of condensing the army, because it is useless at all, and the fighting methods of the entire main plane tend to cooperate in a small range, unless the enemy is a barbaric tribe without a spellcaster, otherwise In other words, a few fireballs and lightning will teach you how stupid it is to arrange a dense square formation in minutes.

Fights between gods and gods seldom turn into direct confrontation, and basically choose a few believers as agents in the mortal world. The attribution of some interests is determined by their mutual victory or defeat.

Obviously, today's duel is a proxy battle between gods. Anyway, Tempus and Gruumsh are gods who advocate the supremacy of power, so they simply let the believers fight directly to decide the winner.

But Vaughn, who is engrossed at the moment, doesn't know this. To be precise, he has no energy to take care of other things now. One-eyed Lonte's combat experience is too rich. He dares to bet that as long as he is a little distracted, he will The head fell to the ground.

"Hey! Boy, how do you feel now? Didn't your tone just now be very arrogant? Why are you turning into a turtle now?" The old orc waved his two-handed ax and pressed forward step by step, while opening his mouth and mocking loudly.

Since the first confrontation, he has grasped the opponent's weakness. After many bold advances and pressures, he quickly seized the opportunity to take the initiative, without showing any signs of weakness or lack of physical strength. People are several times faster.

Putting aside the oncoming ax blade, Vaughn retorted with a sneer: "Old guy, don't worry, I'll be able to adapt to your attack style soon. When the time comes..."

Before he could finish his words, the one-eyed Lonte immediately laughed: "Hahahahaha! Child, you haven't woken up yet! I have never had any attack routines. I can speed up or slow down at any time as long as I want." , can also easily change the angle of attack. Like this... this... and this..."

Speaking of his attack speed suddenly slowed down, he instantly changed the sweep into an upward thrust, followed closely and tightened the muscles on his arms to accelerate violently, violently breaking the two-handed giant sword in Vaughn's hand, the whole process was smooth and smooth, It fully reflects the legendary fighter's control over weapons and precise prediction.

Vaughan had no idea that a two-handed ax could be used like this. Surprised, he froze in place, his hands holding the sword were numb from the shock.

Although so far, neither of the two sides has used the unique abilities of legendary fighters and only relied on their own martial arts to compete, but he is not at all sure if they can reverse the disadvantage if they use legendary abilities.

No way, the accumulation of combat experience is directly related to whether a person lives in a bad environment, whether the enemy he encounters is strong or not, and how many things he has experienced.

Undoubtedly, in these aspects, Sharon will have an absolute advantage in graduate school. first. He was born in the high wilderness full of dangers, and he has been fighting against the extremely harsh natural environment. Secondly, he has been fighting all his life, climbing to his current position step by step, and even killed a giant dragon with his own hands. Able to tame powerful monsters like the Swamp Hydra.

Last but not least. He didn't stop for a moment, and in the primitive tribes' competition for territory and prey, he developed extraordinary killing skills. Almost every move of the enemy could not escape the sharp one-eyed eye.

The only advantage Vaughn can be sure of now is his strength, stamina, and wound recovery speed. Other than that, he is at a disadvantage. If it weren't for the intuition trained in the barbarian tribe, he might have died by that sharp knife now. Under the great axe.

His original plan was to use up the opponent's physical strength through a protracted battle, but now it seems that he is too naive.

One-eyed Lonte looks a bit old, but ten minutes have passed since the start of the battle, and he still maintains vigorous physical strength, and he doesn't even lose his attention in the slightest. He is like a tireless killing machine. After pre-judgment, it is more difficult to take advantage of him than to reach the sky.

Feeling the slight sting caused by the wind gently blowing over the wound, Vaughan laughed happily: "Hahahaha! I admit that you are indeed more experienced than me, and you are more skilled in martial arts, especially the use of two-handed axes. But so what, the outcome does not depend on whose skill is better, but on who can survive in the end."

"Oh? Half-orc boy, don't you think you can beat me after using the legendary ability?" Lonte's scarred face showed a trace of sarcasm, and at the same time, he secretly raised his vigilance to prevent the opponent from suddenly being violent. rise.

You must know that the abilities of legendary fighters are varied, and some rely on their strong physical fitness to swing their weapons at high speed and launch storm-like attacks. "Whirlwind Attack" and "Powerful Whirlwind Attack" belong to this type.

But more are tricks like "trenches" that have some kind of supernatural power, or "mighty attacks" that intimidate the enemy with momentum, as long as they are accidentally hit. Then an instant is enough to decide life and death.

"Better than you?" Vaughn smiled self-deprecatingly. "No, I never expect to be able to beat an experienced fighter like you, but being unable to win does not mean that you cannot be killed. Let's see who survives."

After he finished speaking, he took a deep breath, grasped the giant sword tightly with a serious expression, and bent his knees slightly, as if he was about to stab.

This move not only shocked Longte. It also startled the surrounding audience.

After all, everyone knows that the two-handed giant sword is a bit easier to chop, and the too heavy blade makes it unable to stab as quickly as long swords, short swords and rapiers.

However, Lonte didn't dare to be careless at all, and stared at Vaughn's wrist with one eye, trying to find out the opponent's true intentions.

But it's a pity that Vaughn's stabbing posture is very standard, his wrist doesn't tremble or deform at all, and his shoulders are slightly tilted. Judging from the current situation, it doesn't look like a fake move at all.

Although Lonte had a hundred reasons not to believe that his opponent would make such a move, he turned his two-handed ax horizontally and prepared to fight.

It is different from the violent and cruel character of ordinary orcs. He was very cautious in the battle, in order to ensure that there would be no accidents, he even secretly tensed every inch of his body. As long as you encounter danger, you can immediately activate the legendary skill "Toughness", making yourself as indestructible as steel in a short time.

Vaughan noticed the opponent's small movements and shouted: "Are you ready? I'm about to start an attack! Don't worry, this is the final blow. Either you die or I die."

"Come on, kid, I'll let you know that everything is in vain. From the moment you step onto the duel arena, your fate of death has already been doomed." One-eyed Lonte said harsh words without showing any weakness. Judging from the situation of the fight just now, he does have this qualification.

"call!"

Vaughan took a deep breath to calm his heartbeat, and the next second, his legs exerted force violently, and the whole person rushed out like an arrow from the string, relying on his powerful explosive power and speed boots bonus. It came close in an instant.

Although Longte had predicted the location of the attack a long time ago, because he didn't expect the opponent's speed to be so fast, he was a little embarrassed to dodge. The dragon leather armor on his body was inevitably cut open, and even the flesh inside was not spared. . Blood oozed down his chest.

Just when he thought he avoided the fatal blow, a sneer appeared on Vaughn's face. A whirlwind-like airflow suddenly appeared on the arm, directly hitting the injured chest hard.

"boom!"

Accompanied by a heavy muffled sound, Lonte involuntarily rose into the air, feeling his heart shake violently, and several ribs were broken in an instant. He immediately knew that this was the "Shock Attack" among the unique abilities of legendary warriors. Enduring the severe pain and numbness, he tensed his muscles without hesitation and used "Strength"

Seeing that his attack succeeded, Vaughn let out a loud roar, and immediately turned into a berserk stance. The moment the opponent landed, he was slashed violently, and blood and flesh flew in an instant. Those who were less timid would have nightmares after seeing that scene.

At this moment, Lonte was completely unable to move under the special effect of "Shock Attack". He watched the scorching blade fall on him. If it wasn't for the effect of toughness, he would have become a puddle of meat by now.

It can be said that the attack this old orc is now undergoing is no stronger than a thousand cuts, but he can only hold on, because he only needs to hold on for a few seconds, and he can launch a counterattack as soon as his body recovers. He knew very well that Vaughan would definitely have a short period of weakness after the berserk, and he could kill him with a single sentence by firmly grasping this opportunity.

The hard work paid off, and in the blink of an eye, Longte found that his hands and feet could move, and immediately swung his two-handed ax and slammed it on the sword fiercely, and then let out a roar that he didn't know whether it was anger or pain: "Ahhh!! !! Little bastard! I will kill you!" (to be continued~^~)