I Will Be The Crowned King - v4 Chapter 488 constraint

The moment Tong Kong shrank suddenly, An Sen snapped his fingers decisively with a "smack!", and the rising fire instantly activated, firmly controlling the burning range around Phileas.

At the same time, the field that had been opened was directly shrunk to within a radius of fifty meters, and the distortion effect was further adjusted, changing "any wound cannot be healed" to "directly killed by any attack".

This is a more severe law distortion than before, which is beyond the reach of ordinary fields; however, Anson is a little special, because his law is a "plan". As long as the complete conditions of the steps are met, theoretically there is no such thing as impossible. the result of.

In addition to sufficient information, the realization plan is nothing more than a condition, and a condition is a price - how much are you willing to pay in order to achieve the goal?

The price Anson gave was that the distorted law had to be obeyed to him; if Phyllis could cause damage to himself by any means, Anson would be killed on the spot, no matter how many means to save his life he prepared would be useless.

Although it is not clear why Rune came, it is clear that the situation has gotten out of control, and it has begun to develop in the direction expected by the other party... Falling into the other party's rhythm is definitely a harbinger of the plan's impending failure.

Even if we have to take a risk of 100 million, we must stop this from happening!

Almost at the same time, Anson, whose mind was spinning rapidly, instinctively took out an August grenade, stuffed it directly into Phyllis's broken abdomen, and rubbed the Ascension Fire on it, and then quickly slipped. step back.

The scope of the explosion was carefully calculated, and unless Phyllis instantly returned to his original state, it would never cause any damage to himself.

An Sen, who looked as usual, was far less calm than he had shown. While dodging, the "power" locked onto Phileas's every move, and he began to count down silently in his heart.

Four, three, two...

boom--

There were no explosions or fires ignited under the night, but there was a sound of collapse and shattering, and the icy and biting breath filled the air, completely disintegrating as if it had never existed.

In an instant, An Sen's expression gradually began to distort, and the instinct suppressed by calmness and reason began to expand. It seemed that a beast was imprisoned in his body, and he wanted to escape madly.

"Uh uh uh uh...!

!

"

The pain that was about to be torn broke out in his mind, and then spread to his whole body in an instant.

Gritting his teeth desperately, Anson's body began to tremble like a sieve, his eyes turned black, and the intense tinnitus accompanied by pain, like a flood of madness.

Erosion... I am being eroded by a crazy, incomparably primitive force...

Unlike in the original tower, his domain was not affected, and the distorted laws were still functioning normally; but the body had begun to show signs of loss of control and collapse.

Although the essence of the conjurer is the law and the domain, the law in the stage of blasphemy is not strong enough to truly be able to not fear the erosion of reality... It is only a matter of time before the body loses the body, collapses and disintegrates.

If it goes on like this, maybe before it collapses, I... will die at my own hands.

At this moment, Phyllis's laughter sounded in his ears with black eyes.

"My esteemed Lord Anson Bach, you are still too cautious... If I act decisively before I take off the collar, it may be me who seems to be in pain."

"Unfortunately, we know you well, and to some extent even better than you know your character; taking risks without absolute certainty is an action you will only do when there is nothing you can do; superficial Boldness and arrogance, all based on mastery of the situation and absolute confidence."

"The absolute strength gap between you and me gives you sufficient confidence to control the situation - even if you already know that my existence is an uncertain factor." Phelus sighed with pride, pretending to be:

"No, maybe it's because of my uncertainty that you didn't act immediately, because then you won't be able to get more information and know how to deal with the next steps of the Holy See and the Crusaders, right?"

The undisguised despicable laughter floated in the air, along with the flesh and head of Pheleus.

His entire chest was blown to pieces, with a bayonet still stuck in his head, his cheeks were icy purple, the blood that had already solidified, and the flesh that was no longer alive began to emit a rotten smell... But he still couldn't stop him from smiling, like Talk like nothing happened.

"I should thank you, really, absolutely! If it weren't for you, I can't imagine what means would be used to get an apostle to come on his own initiative!"

"You have done me a big favor, and in return, I will reveal to you an important piece of information - I guess you must have wanted to know for a long time, why I, a blood mage, dare to claim to let the apostle fall?"

"Perhaps you know, or maybe you don't, that almost every apostle that still exists in this world has something called a 'restraint'; it doesn't do the spellcaster any good, only a restriction."

"It is said that the former apostles did not have such a thing, at least most of them did not, but all of them have died, and almost all died at the hands of the apostles with 'binding'... no exceptions, No one knows why."

"And for some very interesting reasons, I... We, the Holy See, happen to know what Rune's 'restraint' is."

"That's the bloodline."

"Rune has set a lot of 'restraints' on himself, and he may even be an apostle with the most 'restraints'."

"And the most important thing... any existence connected to her bloodline will never die in front of her!"

"This means that if she or you, or whoever wants to kill me, they must first defeat the Apostle Rune!"

Um?

An Sen was stunned for a moment, and his brain, which had been in so much pain that he couldn't think, suddenly regained a little sanity when he heard this sentence.

An existence connected to the blood of Rune... But the aura on this guy is clearly August!

So...he's lying?

That's not right, Rune should have really come, and it's still in an inactive state, otherwise what appears over the red hand now is not just a purple moon.

Then the most reasonable explanation is that there was a misjudgment by the other party, but the result happened to meet the conditions of Rune's "restraint", and the result was believed to be true.

But this is not enough... Even if he can use "restraint" to form a restraint, how can he kill an apostle with his strength?

Anson thought quickly, vaguely as if he had guessed the Holy See's plan, but still lacked some information, and it was crucial information.

Resisting the pain all over his body, he tried his best to open his eyes. The head of Phileas grinning was the first to come into view, followed by the body below which was still destroyed by himself, but still alive.

Not far away, the elf girl who was still fighting with the Judgment Knights also noticed the abnormality around her, but the extremely strange aura made the Queen Yinsel also subconsciously want to avoid here and dare not approach easily.

Even if she wanted to, she couldn't do it at all... The Heart of Compassion had completely cracked her domain before it fell, and hundreds of judgement knights began to launch more targeted operations against her based on intelligence.

At the moment, Freya can only rely on her near-infinite strength to barely block the siege from the opposite side, and as time goes by, it becomes more and more difficult and powerless.

"How, just now arrogant enough to burn me to ashes, but now it is very difficult to stand, Your Excellency Anson Bach, how do you feel at this moment?"

Standing up, Phyllis said with a mocking smile: "Your biggest backstage has become mine, your allies would rather be besieged by hundreds of judgement knights than come to rescue you, your army is about to Massacred by the Mujahideen..."

"Tsk tsk tsk... The so-called exhaustion of mountains and rivers is probably nothing more than that?"

"Exhausted?"

Anson, who was trembling all over, raised his head with difficulty, and looked at Phileas slightly provocatively:

"Why do I feel like it's just the beginning?"

The moment they looked at each other, his figure gradually turned into drifting smoke, and Phylles, who had not yet reacted, heard a gunshot behind him.

not good!

The scorching lead shot past his temples, almost tearing a wound on his face.

This guy... in this state, can he continue to fight? !

A terrified expression filled Phyllis's face, and he suddenly realized the fact that Anson Bach's domain did not disappear because of Rune's arrival.

This means that the law distorted by the opponent still exists - as long as you take any more damage, you may be killed on the spot.

Why? !

"Boom-boom-boom-!

!

"

The roar of the revolver interrupted Phyllis's inner doubts. Like a living dead, he showed amazing agility and flexibility of his body. While dodging quickly, he turned his head 180 degrees behind him and died like a searchlight. Anson's figure was locked tightly.

Resisting the pain that seemed to tear his whole body apart, Anson kept watching the purple moon above his head while pulling with Phyllis.

Just like Phileas sneered, as long as there is still room to maneuver, he will not easily kill this important source of intelligence, especially when he is getting closer and closer to the truth... So even now, it is just pulling, not Be prepared to really shoot each other to death.

Facing Anson's sudden pursuit, the unprepared Phyllis could only flee in embarrassment, trying to jump out of the area covered by the field.

But the situation seems to have made him miscalculate. The field in front of this guy who was still standing unsteadily and almost fainted actually showed no sign of shrinking at all.

"Why, this time it seems that the surprised person has become you." Anson, who was quickly changing bullets, did not forget to sneer, and the familiar muscle memory was not affected by the pain at all:

"It seems that I didn't get turned into a puddle of meat sauce by Rune because I almost killed you... It seems that I am not the only one who was deceived and deceived."

Phylles, who was finally unable to laugh, turned cold, and his bloodshot yellow eyes stared at Anson's feet viciously.

Flesh tentacles covered with sarcomas and pustules stretched out from the underside and attacked Anson with astonishing speed.

In an instant, An Sen, who had just changed the bullet, pulled the trigger decisively.

"boom-!"

The lead bullet printed with Ascension Fire exploded in mid-air, the flaming tentacles began to shrink, and Yui's amazing speed turned into coke and flowing pus all over the place.

Not far away, Phyllis, who was still dodging, was safe and sound.

An Sen's expression was startled. The tentacles of the blood mage should be considered part of the body in a strict sense. The tentacles just now were obviously affected by the law to end so quickly. Why... wait!

"Why, are you surprised that I'm still alive?"

Even though he was extremely embarrassed, Phileas still did not forget to continue to taunt: "There are dead bodies everywhere in this ruin. Do you think the blood mage can only control his own flesh and blood, eh?!"

The expressionless Anson didn't answer his question.

Right now, there are corpses everywhere in the town of Red Hand Bay, which is true, but the ones that can be used in Chichi are very limited. They are basically the logistics staff of the Heart of Mercy, plus a few judgement knights who have just died...

This guy, UU reading www.uukanshu.com directly used the remains of his companions as weapons.

Seemingly realizing that it was impossible to leave Anson's realm, Phileas finally stopped fleeing, and slowly opened his arms; the fine tentacles tore off the surface skin, covering him one by one, gradually filling up with Anson's penetration. part.

From a distance, it looks like a distorted octopus with limbs and a head, or a combination of mammals and mollusks.

Almost at the same time, the surrounding ground exploded, and one after another twisted, charred, withered arms stretched out from the burning soil, struggled, and pulled out from below; , surrounded by tentacles growing from them, and ushered in a second "life".

Before he could figure out what happened, Anson found that he had been surrounded by groups; the tentacle corpses that seemed to be crumbling and vulnerable, each exuded a strong magical aura.

This is definitely not the masterpiece of Phileas, directly awakening the corpse... This is something that only an apostle can do, an act of distorting natural common sense.

"Ah... I suddenly remembered, is there one more thing I forgot to tell you?"

Pheleus, who was covered in flesh and blood tentacles, slowly raised his hands, and a few granulation-like things drilled out from his ears and nostrils, and covered his face with pus flowing: "About the specific How to kill an apostle?"

"It's okay, don't worry... As you can see, the arrival of the apostles is not something that can be accomplished in the blink of an eye. They need to control their own power and avoid direct conflict with the world. This is a very slow process."

"The despair, pain, torture you feel right now..."

"...It's just the beginning!"