Saints in Ancient Myth - C103

Mannoroth began to charge toward Huston! Under the cover of Decleros, the others didn’t notice Mannoroth’s figure until he rushed in front of Huston, raised his weapon, and fiercely stabbed it into Huston’s body. “Ah!” “Huston!” A miserable scream rose from Huston’s mouth. Someone had just noticed his silhouette.

“Huston!” Kyrgyzstan was very close to Huston. His eyes were red. From the looks of it, Huston was probably dead. He had already lost a friend. He couldn’t bear losing a friend! Huston’s death almost made him lose his mind. He crazily charged toward Manolus, countless bear-men following behind him!

“Come! “You piece of trash!” Mannoroth looked at Kyrgyzstan in disdain. Right now, his ability had almost doubled, so he did not put Kyrgyzstan in his eyes! With a sweep, he sent Huston flying. Then, he took up a defensive stance, waiting for the Kyrgyz attack.

Kirghiz charged right in front of Manolos, but before he could attack, Manolos had sent him flying with his weapon, a giant two-bladed lance.

“Roar!” “Roar ~ ~” A huge roar came from behind Manolus. These Manolos were sent flying by a tremendous force. In the air, Manolus saw a huge bear. It was Huston! How come he didn’t die? Manolus was puzzled. He had clearly pierced through the bear’s body!

Huston stood up and shouted towards the sky. There was a huge wound on his chest that was bleeding, but he had started his own Shaman Druid spell, Healing! The wound slowly closed up. It seemed like it would only take a while for it to heal completely.

However, Huston’s body shook all of a sudden. A huge claw stretched out from that wound! It was the claw of a terrifying demon king! There was a giant heart in his claws!

“Dircello’s figure appeared behind Huston’s back, that huge claw was his!” Haha, do you still want to recover? My dear Mr. Great Bear? ” Declerc looked at Huston with a mocking expression. Then he pinched Huston’s heart!

“Bam!” Huston’s body collapsed like a mountain after a mass of blood fog! He then slowly returned to his original appearance and rapidly shriveled up. It was obvious that he had lost his life.

“Huston!” “Bovril’s eyes were bloodshot. Another one of her friends had died!” “I’ll pay with my life for Huston!” Bovrna threw herself at Dexello, but her anger prevented her from seeing the smile in his eyes!

Decelo did not tangle with Bovrna, but retreated! He knew his own limits. He couldn’t kill this woman who had reached the critical point of demigods where the enemy’s experts could support him, so he wanted to lure her to the back and use others to stall the enemy’s support before killing this woman.

The speed of the Kyrgyz Republic was completely useless in front of Manoros. The large and clumsy body of Manoros was surprisingly extremely fast, and the two spears in his hands were dancing so fast that it was impossible to tell that he was a huge fellow.

“Whoa ~ ~” Mannoroth waved his two spears as he laughed, “Trash, do you want to compete with me as well?”

Kyrgyzstan’s face was ashen. He hadn’t thought that his greatest advantage would not be his. Could it be that he was truly unable to defeat him? No! Kirghiz could not accept that he could not beat this big guy in front of him.

Suddenly, from the corner of his eyes, Kyrgyzstan caught sight of a familiar figure. That figure was lying on the ground, but it had already shriveled up! That was Huston! Kyrgyzstan could not believe its eyes. Houston was really dead! Kirghiz was stunned by the unpalatable scene.

Seeing such a good opportunity, how could Manolos not seize it? Two spears slashed towards my neck in Kyrgyzstan. The huge sound of the wind woke Kyrgyzstan up, but it was already too late. Manolus easily decapitated Kyrgyzstan.

By this time, all the vassals of the demigod were thinking of attacking this place, and Bovrna was already entangled with Decoro. Their war had created a blank belt, and no one could help them. Just as Mannoroth was about to join Decoro in killing Bovrna, Cenarius was already in front of him.

She only wanted to avenge her friend, and all her skills were being used on Decoro. Decelo obviously did not expect this demigod to have so many strange attacks! Birdy Druid Spell, Feathered Blade, Chaotic Dance… He didn’t know how many skills Bovril had used, but it had been easy to use against demons.

Declero finally let out a sigh of relief. This woman’s skills had finally appeared again and again. He roughly calculated, there were more than three hundred of them! Oh my god! How could this woman have such a skill? Dircello was clearly shocked by the numbers he had calculated. He had been doing this for, um, millions of years, and he had only used two hundred or so skills. This woman could not have lived as long as he had.

You do have a lot of skills, but the game’s over!” Decelo let out a sinister laugh as he released his aura as a low-level divine being. The moment Bovril slowed down after being pressured by Decelo’s aura, Decelo’s attack arrived. A gigantic claw with a long fingernail smoothly stabbed into her chest! He then pulled out her heart.

“Mother!” Skinger and Fred shouted.

“This is bad!” Cenarius cried out when he saw Bovrna’s heart being torn out. He immediately tried to free himself from Mannoroth and go to rescue her, but Mannoroth held him back.

Just as Dircelo was about to crush her heart, the sound of something tearing through the air came through. Just as Dircelo was about to crush her heart, a magical arrow pierced through his arm and struck his joints.

“Hand over your life!” Decelo heard a loud shout and saw countless magic arrows flying towards him. He had no choice but to defend himself. He could only watch as Bovrna slowly died, but he could not use the Vampirism spell on her!

Bovril slowly lost consciousness. He had not expected that the prophecy would finally come true! Of all the demigods, only Cenarius survived. Alex died, Huston died, Kirghiz died, and so did himself!