Free Chapter 0300 Bloody Hand Butcher

There was more than one battlefield in the dark woods.

Through the light night fog, a huge elemental roar was also heard from the temporary camp in the distance.

The sudden burst of elemental waves swept everything around madly, turning the small temporary camp into a sea of ​​​​elemental turmoil like a rotten tree. Even if he was half a mile away, Grimm could clearly sense the terrifying momentum of destroying the world.

Through the soul contract, he knew that Alice and Kirby were not dead and were madly fleeing from the destroyed camp. But were there any pursuers behind the two men? Did they escape the pursuit of the other wizard?

All this is an unknown!

And if he wants to meet or rescue, the first thing he needs to do is to defeat the damn wizard who is pressing step by step in front of him-the Bloody Hand Butcher.

Just when Grimm hesitated, the Flame Tyrant had already madly strangled with the Bloody Hand Butcher.

In the raging sea of ​​​​fire, the tall flame body of the Flame Tyrant was chopped by the opponent, and the sparks and flames were rolling. The violent flames that splashed and splashed freely also burned the bloody butcher and made him scream. Even the two-handed sword in his hand began to heat up in the terrifying flame flow that melted the iron, and gradually turned into a red-hot iron.

More blood-colored Qi energy diffused from the bloody butcher's sturdy and solid body, lingering around him, protecting his body from being burned into charcoal by the terrifying high temperature. However, such protection could not last long. He had to chop down this elemental fire man with the peak strength of level 1 in the shortest time, otherwise this simple blood-qi barrier would always be eroded by the flame flow.

The blood-colored Qi energy extended to the blade. Under the blessing of this highly corrosive blood energy, the bloody butcher's crazy dancing two-handed sword also caused great damage to the elemental fire man.

But more often, the bloody butcher had to rely on flexible steps to constantly cruise around the elemental fire man to avoid the opponent's violent and ferocious fire witchcraft. Whenever the terrifying elemental fireball exploded not far from his side, he could feel the stinging pain of his skin being burned.

130 degrees or 140 degrees?

Without accurate measurement, he didn't know how strong the fireman's attack was, and he didn't want to know. He only knew that whenever the fireman roared and stretched out his hands to him, he had to dodge quickly. Once hit, he didn't have the confidence to survive the terrible flame explosion with his high physique!

Although he had long known from intelligence information that the target of the assassination had a terrifying elemental puppet in his hand, it was still beyond his expectation that this elemental puppet was so strong.

As a body refining wizard with a physique of 17 points, the physical and magic resistance of the bloody hand butcher's body has reached an astonishing level, and can even be compared with some monsters with thick skin and good defense. Even without the help of the blood-colored metal armor on his body, he can easily resist the elements and physical attacks below 60 degrees naked.

This also means that even if he fights a group of wizard apprentices with bare hands and naked, the opponent can hardly hurt his body. And he can withstand the attacks of two-digit enemies, rush in front of them, and use his two-handed sword to easily kill and smash them one by one like slapping cockroaches.

But even with such a strong body, the Bloody Hand Butcher still dared not take the violent fireball of the elemental fireman. He had a feeling that if he was hit by the fireball, it would be very painful...

It must be said that the Bloody Hand Butcher's body feeling is still very accurate.

In Grimm's mental projection, every witchcraft attack of the Flame Tyrant has reached an astonishing intensity of 150 degrees. This is far beyond the highest threshold that ordinary wizards can reach!

Among all species that have mastered extraordinary powers, the human body is undoubtedly the most fragile one. Therefore, when human wizards absorb and accumulate magic elements, the element concentration that can be immersed in the flesh and blood per unit area is much lower than that of monsters.

This is reflected in witchcraft, that is, the elemental attack strength of human wizards is restricted by various factors such as body strength and toughness, and it is difficult to reach the pure and violent level of monsters.

Even if Grimm's body is elementalized and he chooses to specialize in fire, he can only stack the attack strength to 115 degrees. The Flame Tyrant is indeed a powerful elemental magic puppet. Although the 2nd-level crystal core that exceeds its own level does not have a strong body to match, the fire witchcraft stimulated by his gestures is still terrifyingly powerful.

150 degrees!

This is enough to kill some ordinary wizards in seconds!

Grimm endured the severe pain in his thoracic spine, straightened his body, and sensed the movement in the distance.

Although Alice was out of breath from the pursuit, she still took the time to warn Grimm. It was not one wizard who invaded the camp, but... two.

If we count the body-refining wizard in front of us, the number of wizards who came to kill me tonight has probably reached an astonishing three!

And I am just an advanced wizard after all!

Grimm also saw the opponent's strategy very clearly.

Use this body-refining wizard to entangle me, and the other two wizards quickly strangle my servants, and then the three of them surround me and kill me in one fell swoop!

From this attack strategy, it can be seen that the opponent deliberately does not want to let the news of tonight leak out, so he will not hesitate to kill a chicken with a butcher knife, and let the two wizards condescend to hunt down his servants.

In this case, there is nothing to hesitate. Killing this body-refining wizard before the other two wizards arrive is the only way to survive tonight.

Raising his head and looking at the bloody figure that was swimming quickly beside the Flame Tyrant, Greem murmured a few strange and awkward witchcraft syllables and pointed at the opponent casually. The ubiquitous elemental flames on the side of the bloody figure suddenly condensed, and a strange chain of flames instantly wrapped around the opponent's body.

A flame shackle with a physical strength of only 15 degrees and 5 points of elemental damage is nothing more than a small witchcraft that can be broken away by a body-refining wizard with a constitution of 17 points and a strength of 14 points. But the moment the Bloody Hand Butcher stagnated, a pillar of red flames penetrating the sky and the earth erupted at the feet of the Fiery Tyrant.

A look of fear suddenly appeared on the bloody-hand butcher's rough and ferocious face, and the violent blood-colored energy exploded, instantly shattering the shackles of flames and breaking up the terrifying pillar of fire hanging around him. And he stepped heavily with both feet, leaving a pair of deep footprints on the charred earth, and then narrowly escaped from the fire before the surrounding flames closed in.

However, before he had a chance to breathe, the Flame Tyrant's violent fireballs and Greem's lava fireballs attacked him from the left and right.

The Bloody Hand Butcher's face changed drastically, and he ran faster and faster. His whole body turned into a blur of blood, swimming quickly around the fire scene. Witchcraft fireballs bursting through the air followed him and exploded continuously. Each explosion would be accompanied by the fall of two or three tall trees.

And the splashing mud on the ground caused a "heavy rain" in the field!

Damn, damn, damn...

A bunch of curses made the Bloody Hand Butcher's lungs almost explode with anger.

The damn target of interception, Greem, was standing about 20 meters away from the Flame Tyrant, with the flame witchcraft in his hands constantly being thrown at him. Whenever he raised his body and tried to rush into the two "people", a series of exploding fireballs and lava fireballs would fly towards him.

The flame barrier between the two "people" was even more invisible. This allowed the Bloody Hand Butcher to withstand the flames burning at 30 degrees per second even when moving at high speed. Although this kind of injury can't do anything to his strong body, it can ignite the clothes on his body in minutes.

If it weren't for the blood-colored metal armor that could protect him, he might have had no choice but to run away at this moment!

After all, he is just a body-refining wizard with high physique and strength. Speed ​​is not his strong suit. The main means of attack is a two-handed sword with corrosive blood attached to it. If you are forced by the opponent to be on the outside and unable to get close, you will be beaten and unable to fight back.

There was a sharp crack.

Half of a tree trunk roared and hit Greem.

While still in the air, the tree trunk was hit by the lava fireball, exploding into a sky full of sparks and debris.

Then the next moment, a one-meter-square stone whizzed over again.

And it was blown to pieces by a series of fireballs in mid-air.

Greem suddenly turned around, held his hands lightly, and a lava fireball that was waiting for him flew out quickly...

In front of the fireball route, the dense sea of ​​​​fire suddenly shook violently and broke open, and the bloody-handed butcher rushed out with his sword in both hands. The bloody sword marks flashed rapidly, chopping the super lava fireball into pieces of black and red lava fragments before it erupted, and most of the rolling magma wrapped inside was blown away by it.

With an earth-shattering roar, the blood around the Bloody Hand Butcher's body surged, and his broad two-handed sword was turned into a rain of swords, and he quickly strangled Greem.

Normally, Greem would have managed to escape with a flame jump at this moment.

Although he has a good physique, if he wants to engage in close combat with a professional body-refining wizard, he is seeking death.

However, the situation on the battlefield today is dangerous. If he delays any longer, he will be in real danger once he is surrounded by the three wizards of the opponent. Therefore, facing a terrifying sword formation rolling in, Greem did not escape. Instead, he folded his hands in front of his chest, and a terrifying flame stream with the fire element condensed to the extreme hit the opponent.

puff……

The sword array spinning like a top did not stop at all. It withstood the impact of the flames and moved upstream, twisting towards Greem's body bit by bit. The red flames of the fire element split into two in front of the rapidly rotating sword array and slid from the left and right sides.

The distance between the two sides was less than ten meters, and except for the torrent of fire elements like a magma waterfall, there was no obstacle between them.

Both sides are gritting their teeth and persisting!

The Bloody Hand Butcher is eager to break through this last barrier and use his swift sword formation to chop the opponent into pieces of flesh and blood. Greem, on the other hand, gritted his teeth desperately to increase the density and intensity of the flames in his hands, striving to gain those precious 5 seconds for the Flame Tyrant's terrifying blow.

呲呲呲……

Amidst the strange sound of the flames breaking, the front end of the sword formation's blade was less than half a meter away from the fingertips of Greem's hands.

Finally, the witchcraft that the Flame Tyrant spent 5 seconds casting landed on the rapidly spinning Bloody Hand Butcher! chapter;