Chapter 143

When Aziz entered the team, he demonstrated extraordinary abilities beyond just attacking. No one knew how he did it, but a faint gray glow would appear on people he noticed.

These people and others around them couldn't feel the gray light, but it was very clear and direct in the eyes of the Ace Team, making it hard not to notice.

Jax, as one of the few people flying in the sky, was naturally the center of attention and attracted the "attention" of many Rohan cavalrymen. However, this kind of "attention" was obviously not friendly, as a rain of arrows shot densely at him!

Jax was a rare, strength-based melee contractor, his template being the Berserker. In a short period of time, he could even withstand attacks like Fang Senyan, and incidentally farm the "Hedgehog" milestone, because for him, damage was the source of his motivation, and pain was the sun of his fighting spirit!

Since Jax had launched a brazen attack this time, the scheming him would naturally not only come for Éomer, but also fully represent the Blue Light Team, making a full-force move to deter the audience in one fell swoop! This had a huge effect on establishing dominance.

The powerful elasmosaurus flapped its huge wings, making a "puff," "puff," "puff" sound of compressing the air, while also generating huge lift. Then, it let out a shrill scream and swooped down!

On Jax's finger, a blood-red ring shone brightly. The name of this ring was the Ring of Dracula! It was the heirloom of the Dracula family, and still a legendary-level ring!

Suddenly, a large amount of blood was sprinkled from the ring. The blood shone with an amazing and astonishing fresh color, bright and dazzling, like the color that shines on fresh, tender leaves after being washed by spring rain and illuminated by sunlight. It looked as if the blood had its own vitality!

Then, all the blood was smeared on Jax's trident, causing the trident not only to expand in volume but also to derive many amazing blood-colored tentacles!!

At this time, Jax's body shone with an amazing cross-shaped blood-colored light. He held this huge and strange blood-colored trident, and at the same time, with the help of the elasmosaurus's high-altitude dive, he brazenly aimed at Éomer for a diving stab!!

Such a charge was not only aimed at Éomer, but those who were affected would definitely suffer.

All the Rohan cavalry in Jax's direction of attack were stimulated by the brutal killing intent. The exposed skin felt as if needles were piercing into it, causing unbearable pain. The warhorses of ordinary Rohan riders, although well-trained, also reared up in horror, unable to be controlled by their masters!

However, Éomer, who bore the brunt of the attack, roared majestically, raised his thick spear high with one hand. The tip of the spear suddenly glowed brightly. Éomer spurred his horse to rear up and charged towards Jax in a head-on attack. He waved the spear twice, but with just these two swings, he killed an elite uruk-hai and an ordinary ogre!

Éomer also carried this fierce offensive of killing one person every ten steps, and brazenly raised his spear, slashing straight down from top to bottom. Behind the spear, there even appeared distorted soul phantoms of the uruk-hai and ogre who had just been killed! If calculated according to the trajectory of the two's running speed, then there was no doubt that when Éomer's spear slashed down with the most fierce and violent power, it would collide head-on with Jax's weapon!

However, just as the weapons of both sides were about to collide, the layer of blood substance attached to Jax's trident suddenly and strangely fell off like a living thing.

The feeling was as natural as a sheath leaving a sword, or a dead leaf leaving a tree.

This detachment was so abrupt and so natural that it would even give people a mysterious feeling, as if it would be abnormal if this detachment did not occur.

The trident, after being freed from the blood's wrapping, underwent a qualitative change. The feeling of being indestructible seemed to suddenly turn into something like frozen ice crystals, exquisite, delicate, and translucent, but fragile.

And that mass of blood wriggled and twisted in the air, quickly transforming, turning into a creature like a snake, a worm, or a rope, and the front end of this thing was forked. At first glance, it actually looked like a giant and strange blood-colored dandelion.

Éomer's spear first collided with Jax's crystal-clear trident! The result was shocking. Jax's weapon actually shattered directly, but only a few people with sharp eyes noticed that Jax's trident was not shattered into pieces by the impact, but exploded by itself at the moment when the impact was about to occur.

The results of the two looked similar, but the subtle differences in the process were vastly different, just like the huge difference between hitting someone and being hit.

The shattered crystal fragments spun at high speed, smashing towards Éomer's whole body. Even the sound of the wind became so sharp. Anyone, at this first moment, would definitely raise their arms to protect their eyes.

After Jax's trident exploded, the crystal fragments seemed like red-hot iron pieces, piercing into the surface of Éomer's armor, making a sizzling sound and emitting a large amount of foul-smelling gas. Flames even spread out. Éomer was hit by at least dozens of fragments. The huge pain instantly covered Éomer's whole body. He closed his eyes tightly and couldn't help but let out a shrill roar.

But after Jax's trident exploded, it seemed that only the surface layer had exploded, revealing a dark golden giant rod inside, exuding a biting chill, and smashing onto Éomer's shoulder with unabated force. The armor there immediately cracked and deformed, making a sound like ice breaking.

However, Jax's real killing move was not in this place, but the blood beast that had previously detached from the trident.

This thing's front end forked out into five dense, blood-colored tentacles, which were as supple and agile in the air as ghosts, twisting, splitting, and lengthening. Then, the five blood-colored tentacles merged into three and drilled into the nostrils and mouth of Éomer's crotch-seated mount with unparalleled speed.

Yes, Jax had never intended to duel Éomer, this pervert. His purpose was to deter the audience, to show the power of the Blue Light Team, and the other purpose was naturally to anger Éomer. So what could be more effective than killing his mount?

It could fully weaken Éomer's powerful combat power and completely anger him, making him chase after him relentlessly!

After the blood beast drilled into its body, Éomer's warhorse immediately froze. No matter how the master whipped it, it remained rooted to the spot. Immediately afterward, its eyes burst open first, followed by a violent bulge in its belly, with blue veins protruding, like a pregnant mare.

At this time, Jax was afraid that Éomer's beloved horse would not die miserably enough and would not leave a deep enough impression on Éomer. He also specifically consulted the think tank's opinions, so that it would be convenient to hold onto the hatred. Otherwise, based on Aziz's hatred for injuring his sister, without creating some bloody tragedy, it would really be impossible to make Éomer give up on Aziz and change his target.

Who knew that Jax's script was originally that Éomer's beloved horse would scream for a long time at this time, and then vomit shattered internal organs from its mouth, and finally die tragically at its master's feet. But, this script came to an abrupt end at this moment.

Why?

Of course, it was because of the strong insertion of the Sea Alliance group.

Because both the Sea Alliance and the Blue Light Team had set their sights on one point, which was to use the slaughter of mounts to provoke hatred.

And the assassin team sent out by the Sea Alliance was even more anxious. If there was nothing for them to do after Jax's performance was over, even if they could go back alive, they would definitely be marginalized and eventually eliminated. Lakshmi often said that he was not afraid of making mistakes, but he was afraid of not doing anything! And those who he considered to be passively fighting generally did not have good endings.

So this mount was destined to become the focus.

A focus with cruelty as its theme.

The three assassins erupted with extremely astonishing momentum in an instant. Perhaps the individual strength of the three was not as strong as Ronnie, but the killing intent of the three of them combined when dealing with a target was only stronger than Ronnie. The burst of damage at this instant was like warm, harmless sunlight focused on one point, which was enough to melt gold and stone!

Fang Senyan and Reef completely stopped their movements at this time according to the previous plan, covering Aziz and retreating quickly. At this time, the three of them tried to keep a low profile. Even if they encountered cavalry attacks, they would remain silent, only parrying and not counterattacking, and instantly left twenty or thirty meters behind.

At this time, Éomer was not unaware of this side, but he himself was in a state of desperation and was really unable to take care of anything else. And the three assassins suddenly erupted, focusing their attacks on his mount. Although this horse had the bloodline of a magical beast, it was first made to be dying by Jax's blood beast, and the master was also embarrassed and unable to help. When it was targeted by these assassins, it suddenly made a loud "bang". Three sharp weapons pierced into its body at the same time, and the energy contained in them exploded, instantly shattering even its bones. The blood surged, and the entire tall horse was blasted into hundreds of palm-sized pieces of meat, bloody and mutilated, and died miserably!

Éomer was stunned in an instant. His body felt burning pain, the tip of his tongue tasted the faint fishy smell of the blood splashing into his mouth, his ears heard the tragic screams of his beloved horse before its death, and his eyes saw the distorted and ferocious faces of the enemies... He had not faced such a harsh environment for a long time. He suddenly closed his eyes, and in the darkness, a faint, ghostly voice echoed.

"Are you afraid of death? Éomer?"

When Éomer was 11 years old, his father died in battle with the orcs, and his mother also died in depression. Later, he was raised by the King of Rohan. Although he was taken care of, the affection of his parents was forever missing.

When he was fifteen years old, he had already faced the desperate situation of death. The feeling almost made his whole person collapse, and he even recalled the helplessness and hesitation at that time in nightmares many times. However, he now had his own reliance, his own dependence, his own... power!

"No!!" Éomer roared, and then with a fierce sweep, the heavy spear shone brightly at this moment, unstoppable, smashing everyone around him, regardless of friend or foe! Suddenly, a large open space of at least twenty or thirty square meters was cleared, and then Éomer threw his spear fiercely at Jax in the sky.

Jax was greatly shocked. Éomer made a full-force move. He only felt that the guy was still raising his spear the second before, but in the next second, a strong wind hit his face, almost making it difficult to breathe. Fortunately, the elasmosaurus instinctively dodged, but it was still stabbed into the wing by the spear, let out a shrill scream, and spiraled down. Half of its wing was almost smashed to pieces, green blood dripping down, dripping onto the bodies of the people below. Those who were stained were moaning in pain, as if they had been splashed with sulfuric acid.

After Éomer threw out his spear, he launched a charge. His charge did not seem fast, but it was like a ten-thousand-ton giant ship carrying extremely heavy force crashing head-on. Before he arrived, the huge momentum had already pushed the surrounding people around. Even if others wanted to intercept him, their efficiency was completely reduced.

I can't be faster, but I can make you slower!

Éomer caught up with an assassin. It seemed that he made a light wiping motion on his waist, and then he saw the assassin's head fly up!!