The Great Conqueror

It's just that I still underestimate the silver-eyed banshee!

Wow...

With a crackling sound, the ice pick that was kicked into the silver-eyed banshee's shoulder by the Li Ling of the Rhine Tribe shattered.

The silver-eyed banshee's body was unharmed, how could such an attack hurt the lord's body.

As a monster lord, even if Li Ling stabbed and slashed his body with a sword, he might not be able to see the effect, let alone an ice pick flying from afar.

From a distance, Li Ling couldn't help shivering when he saw the strange eyes of the silver-eyed banshee.

so cold!

The next moment, Mengma, the butcher who was rushing furiously, suddenly heard a sound.

As soon as he raised his head, he saw a huge ice ball rolling towards him from the direction of the silver-eyed banshee in his pupils!

The huge ice ball rolled bigger and bigger, with a rumbling sound, as if the sky was falling apart.

However, this thing is very powerful to others, but it is really nothing to Beamon, who is born with supernatural power.

Mengma grinned, and jumped up all four limbs. Her huge figure advanced instead of retreating, and rushed towards the puck, slapping the puck with both hands.

"Boom!!"

With a dull sound and rubbing sound, Mengma slid back a few meters, abruptly holding the ice puck taller than her body.

There is a price to be paid for belittling the Silver-Eyed Banshee.

puff!

Everyone saw the shocking scene.

Countless spikes suddenly protruded from the originally uneven surface of the puck, as if it were a giant cactus.

This trick, Forte encountered a similar. The originally smooth ice surface instantly sprouted icicles, and they can also expand and contract freely, which is hard to guard against.

As long as the silver-eyed banshee is willing, it can easily play this dirty trick.

Momma got it!

With a stern howl, the hands that were tightly supported on the ice puck were pierced with countless blood holes, and the strength suddenly loosened.

It's over!

The foot hurts, and the insidious ice thorn pierces the sole of the foot, and the tyrannical Mengma finally slips and falls.

Countless ice cones grew out of the ground, and the huge spiked ice ball was also rumbling forward, trying to run over Mengma.

Its first target is not Forte, because Forte is not lethal enough, nor is it Murphy, because Murphy is obviously more difficult to deal with.

Butcher Mengma, who bit the snake tail of the silver-eyed banshee yesterday, was the first prey to get rid of.

If it was Zou Liang, his first choice would definitely be the same, and the real battle was about to begin.

Li Ling, who was too far away, was powerless to help. The black lion Lielaon was at the other corner, and there was a long distance from Mengma, who was standing more than 90 meters behind the silver-eyed banshee, so it was too late.

Wu Lanxing also has the same problem, and it is beyond his reach.

Forte, just got out of the thick ice puck, shook his head vigorously, seemed a little dizzy, and hadn't found his form yet.

Murphy was farther away from Buenavin and Joyner. As a member of the main attacking combination, Montmartre was an important link, so there was no room for loss.

boom! !

With a muffled sound, the spiked puck was resisted by Quark, who was huge and wearing dazzling brass equipment, staring at the oversized shield.

Not forgetting Meng Ma, who fell to the ground so angry that her eyes were red, and her face was grim and angry, her mouth was crooked.

"Butcher, now you know the benefits of having equipment?"

Zou Liang also heaved a sigh of relief, Meng Ma's strength cannot be lost.

Mengma on the ground exploded with anger. I didn't expect the silver-eyed banshee to be so insidious. He is a butcher, he is a crazy Beamon. When will he suffer such a big loss, and he will be laughed at by the guy watching Quark.

Just when Meng Ma wanted to go crazy, a sudden change occurred.

On the ice not far away, the second ice ball rolled, then the third ice ball, and the fourth...

Grandma Bill!

At this moment, not to mention the other soldiers who were rushing here to save the scene, even the people on the shore, and even Zou Shenzhu, who had remained calm all this time, couldn't help but swear.

So fucking shameless!

The three ice pucks lined up and slammed into the ice puck full of icicles, making a loud bang. This was completely different from the scattered ice pucks just now. The indiscriminate black magic attack in front was at most level 20, so this group of people could easily resist it. But the ice puck just now was a genuine level 45 spell, even more ferocious than the tornado just now!

Apparently the banshee has no concept of any dazzling big moves, vanity does not exist in the world of monsters.

The ice thorns on the sphere shrink and stretch, which is pure demon power. Although the Beamon warrior's copper-branded shield is thick, it can still be pierced easily like a piece of paper.

The subsequent ice puck hits continuously, Quark's body changed from relaxed to tight, and then he was pushed backwards, and his body's center of gravity shifted, which happened in an instant.

At this moment, a fifth, larger puck rolled wildly.

Quark, Mengma, the expressions of the two Bimon warriors changed drastically.

The furious giant jumped up from the ground, no longer caring about the puncture wound on his hand, as if he couldn't see the ice spikes on the puck, he slapped it hard with both hands, and blocked the puck with Quark.

Blood splatter!

It was so easy to get close to the silver-eyed banshee before, so that everyone almost forgot that they were facing a powerful monster lord!

Now, it just put in a little more effort, and didn't even spend a lot of effort. A small trick has already made the two Beamon fighters, who are the strongest in the defense line, flustered and even put them in danger!

The orc warriors who were optimistic before felt a chill in their hearts.

The weight of the four ice hockey pucks and the stretching ice thorns added wounds to the hands and faces of Quark and Momma. It can be seen that such a situation made the brave and violent Beamon fighters very uncomfortable.

Especially Mengma, the increasing wounds and splashing blood on his hands made him angry but unable to use up his strength.

If it wasn't for the smooth ice surface under his feet, if there were no continuously expanding ice picks, if the palms were not repeatedly pierced by ice thorns, he would have lifted or smashed all four ice hockey pucks in one go.

but now……

The fifth huge ice ball rolled closer and closer, and when it was about to hit, Mengma exploded!

How could a majestic orc warrior be laughed at by a mere monster!

The body shape changed drastically, the muscles and tendons swelled rapidly, and the eyes were red.

Roar! !

——Frenzied!

boom……

A huge hockey puck was unexpectedly sent flying by Mengma, and after this collision, Mad Beamon couldn't help but take a few steps back. This is the real power of the lord!

No matter how powerful the berserk Behemoth is, it is at the silver light level at most, and the forty-five level monster lord can definitely kill a silver light warrior with ease!

Rumble...

Four huge ice balls rushed towards Mengma from four directions. This is the territory of the banshee, which can provide a steady stream of cold air and water, allowing it to use its own magic at will!

Even in the frenzied state, Meng Ma would be stabbed into meat skewers by being directly loaded with so many prickly pucks, not to mention that his strength had not recovered from the collision just now.

Everything happened too fast, and Mengma was about to be knocked down by four huge ice hockey balls just as she was going crazy... Boom!

With a loud noise, Quark used his equipment and left-hand giant shield to slam the animalized Mengma away and push him to a safe place.

"Damn it, I forgot my shield." Quark waved the huge shield on his left arm, staring at the huge ice ball approaching rapidly, his eyes calm.

To be honest, he is really envious of Mengma's talent. If he has such ability, he can definitely go further, but as a child of the Beast God, he should work hard instead of complaining.

But... Although he doesn't want to admit that Mengma can indeed bring more glory to Bimon, he is the future of Bimon in the southern province.

The Beamon clan has the strongest talent, but they will never be able to produce top fighters. This has to be said to be a sorrow for the Beamon people, and it is also a pain that the Beamon people will never be able to erase. Although it is not a province, Quark keeps hearing from the elders how smart and capable this Mengma is.

So he can die, Mengma can't!

Quark's eyes suddenly burst into intense light, and he let out a deafening roar.

The big shield slanted in front of him, shaking the ultimate move trap released by the silver-eyed banshee.

bring it on!

The most standard defensive action of the shield warrior is unexpectedly used by a giant Beamon. Quark has to practice this action hundreds of times every day, because the skills of the Beamons are indeed inferior to those of the Bears, and he can only do it with more effort.

In an instant, the huge shield tilted back slightly at an angle of fifteen degrees lifted the ice puck miraculously, allowing it to jump over the head.

This is the impact of four hockey pucks hitting and rolling together! The defensive strength of this shield warrior is rare even for silver-level warriors!

However, there are still three hockey pucks rolling over!

Fast, too fast!

The surrounding soldiers, including Murphy, were all stopped by the silver-eyed banshee. It was not a lethal sorcery, but a pure hindrance. They killed one by one, and the monsters could get great pleasure from it.

The second ice puck was barely lifted, but it could be seen that the consumption of Quark was also huge, and he was already a little unstable.

Boom! !

The third ice puck barely smashed open, but this time it not only blew through the shield, but also left a deep breath on Quark's chest, and the armor was torn apart so easily.

The last giant puck crashed into each other, and it was fatal.

At this moment, the sharp-eyed black lion Lielaon, the golden lion Murphy, and the horse-slaying armored warrior Wu Lanxing all rushed towards this side frantically, and they couldn't care less about approaching the silver-eyed banshee.

But still too late.

The sharp whistling sound of the silver-eyed banshee was not a sonic attack, but a mocking sound unique to intelligent creatures.

It likes this kind of scene the most, and this kind of beast spirit is also the most delicious. The thing called friendship of the beast race is the best ingredient.

Quark smiled wryly, the masseter muscles on his cheeks tightened suddenly, and he couldn't avoid it. If his basic skills were more solid and he practiced harder, maybe this one could also block him.

Although the tattered giant shield slanted in front of him, it was useless.