Chapter 682 Bronze Titan Triga
Mo Cheng always thought of himself as a friendly priest who was civilized, polite, and communicated more with his mouth than with his fists.
Of course, the profession of priest is fake, but his kindness and gentleness are real.
But most of the time, the guys he met in the [foreign land] could not understand his [friendliness] and [gentleness], and often tried to communicate with him in the most extreme ways.
The PK invitation of [Planting Flags at the City Gate] is considered to be the most common way of communication.
Many times, this kind of communication full of fierce collisions often ends with the other party being torn apart.
But this does not prevent Mo Cheng from thinking that he is a polite and civilized good guy.
The roar of the Titan who led many dragon beasts on the battlefield made Mo Cheng vaguely recall the time when people were madly planting flags in various cities in the [Foreign Land] and they were driven away by the guards.
After all, leaving a large number of corpses at other people's city gates would be very detrimental to the city's appearance.
Unfortunately, after leaving the city gate and without the restraint of the guards, Mo Cheng's encounters mostly changed from one-on-one [debate] to one-on-many [battle royale].
"I really miss the feeling of planting a flag at the city gate to invite PK."
The Titan was not as reckless as he appeared, as evidenced by the obviously tamed dragon beasts following behind him. Although those dragon beasts seemed scattered, they were vaguely occupying various positions, led by the Titan.
No matter which direction Mo Cheng attacks or launches a sneak attack, those dragon beasts will be the first line of defense, and when the Titans launch an attack, the group of dragon beasts will be the best hunting dogs and assists.
At the same time, the Titan only has simple leather armor covering the vital parts, but the power of the earth under his feet is unleashed. If necessary, he can put on heavy armor in an instant like a warrior in armor.
The most threatening thing to Mo Cheng is the weapon on Titan.
The giant axe behind him, the fishing net around his waist, and the stick in his hand all gave Mo Cheng a threatening aura.
The dragon-slaying weapon was quite old, and it was probably a weapon passed down from the war between Titans and dragons in ancient times. Mo Cheng could feel the screams and wails of many dragons on it.
When these dragon-slaying weapons hit the dragon, I'm afraid every hit will be a critical hit.
But his own health bar and armor are enough to ignore the opponent's critical damage.
Facing an opponent who was restraining him in some sense, Mo Cheng was thinking about how to deal with the opponent tactically when Titan spoke again.
Or provocation.
"Get out, you weak reptile, you weakling praised by the ignorant, let the powerful Humura tell you what true strength is!"
"Oh, this guy doesn't seem to be very good at talking."
It was obvious that he had been provoked, and Mo Cheng also took the provocation.
At this moment, he immediately threw aside all thoughts about tactics and directions. Many times, he only had one response to such provocations.
Crush the opponent!
Without thinking too much, Mo Cheng jumped down from a great height, but this time he did not use the [Ancient Dragon Form] to transform into the [Blazing True Dragon of the World] to fight the enemy. It was obvious that the opponent's methods and weapons were used to target the dragon.
There was no need to choose a style of play that would be targeted, so Mo Cheng chose another way.
Flesh puppet!
Boom!!!
The huge body crashed to the ground, causing violent vibrations. A large amount of smoke, dust and dirt obscured everyone's vision.
But soon, the mages from both Andel and Sialanna cast spells to blow away the smoke.
Then everyone's eyes widened, whether it was Aundair's side or Sialanna's side, even the Titan giant Humura also widened his eyes.
His entire body was bronze in color, his body was huge, and he was only wearing a pair of pants on his lower body. His naked, bulging muscles contained tremendous power.
That is undoubtedly a giant, a Titan!
"Who are you?!"
There was a slight tremor in Humula's voice. For some reason, he felt shrouded by an inexplicable fear, the fear of death.
And within that fear, there was also endless doubt. The strange giant that appeared before his eyes was undoubtedly a Titan.
But in Xumula's feeling, the guy in front of him who seemed to be of the same race seemed very strange.
An indescribable weirdness, reason told Humula that the giant in front of him was a Titan, a member of the same race, but a feeling told Humula that the [thing] in front of him was not a Titan at all, let alone a member of the same race.
Familiar yet strange, friendly yet dangerous, contradictory feelings keep appearing in my body.
Mo Cheng slowly stood up and smiled. The [Flesh and Blood Puppet] not only made his body grow huge, but also caused some changes to his face. His features seemed to become particularly hideous, even among the Titans, it was enough to scare a child to cry at night.
Just this smile made the dragon beast beside Xumula spontaneously enter a combat state, with its muscles tensed and ready to pounce at any time.
"Me?" He clenched his right fist and adjusted the angle to get as close as possible without attracting the other party's attention. "My name is Triga..."
The moment Xumula focused his attention on his words, Mo Cheng punched out fiercely. The fist was so powerful that the void exploded, like a thousand-foot-high sacred mountain coming to kill him.
Strong, powerful, and domineering, he threw a punch and all things were destroyed at the tip . He did not use holy light, thunder, or any magic. He just threw a punch with his flesh and blood at this moment, showing 10 or even 90% of ferocity, madness, evil, and brutality.
Xumula reacted instantly and realized that the place where the other party appeared was Andel's position, but it was too late to react now.
Mo Cheng's fist was only half an arm's length away from his heart. At the same time, the murderous aura emanating from Mo Cheng frightened Xumula even more.
Although he was shocked for only a moment, he already knew that he could not avoid Mo Cheng's punch.
Then there is no need to hide!
Xiumula swung the stick in his hand and smashed it hard at Mo Cheng, trying to exchange injuries for his life.
But is it that simple?
"Qi Tou, you can't afford to play with me!"
Without any thought of fighting back to defend himself, Mo Cheng's fists came forward faster and more fiercely. He knew that if Xumula gambled his life with him, then he would be the only one who lost.
Neither of them gave in to the other. Their sticks struck at the head, their fists struck at the heart, and they tried to decide life or death at the moment of the fight.
but……
Xumula retreated. When he saw that Mo Cheng's eyes had no fear of death at all, he retreated, and the power of the war stick in his hand was greatly reduced.
But if he backed down, Mo Cheng would be even more determined to kill him.
However, at this time, the dragon beast brought by Xumula actually pounced towards Mo Cheng and blocked Mo Cheng's fist.
puff!
With a slight sound, Mo Cheng's fist hit the dragon beast's body. At this moment, all the bones and flesh of the dragon beast were blasted out. The bones and flesh were driven by the force of the fist and turned into a storm that wrapped up Xumula.
At this time, Xumula finally had time to activate his innate ability. The power of the earth was continuously absorbed, forming a set of heavy armor that wrapped him whole body.
The flesh and bone storm clanged on the heavy armor, but failed to cause any harm to Xumula.
Behind the heavy armor, Humula's voice was filled with solemnity, "So, you are the same as me..."
Mo Cheng keenly noticed that the heavy armor on Xumula's body had scales like a dragon.
Dragon scales...
