Chapter 423: Win the final and open the sky with one punch! (7K)
"Kill——!!"
The sound of fighting, accompanied by the splash of blood, echoed again in Hisine's ear again.
The chaotic pace of the battlefield, the sonorous swords, the hoarse shouts...all the symbols related to war are like the blood rushing in the veins, so bright red, so intense, so fascinating.
In front of Hebinsin's childhood, the past was in the childhood of the mercenary group.
"Never retreat!"
"We are the spear and shields of each other!"
"Stay alive, find a girl named Anna in the village of Orlino, and tell her that I love her deeply and cannot marry her, and I feel deeply ashamed..."
Hastings is a short man, only ten years old, and has always been the most dexterous one on the battlefield.
His arms were unable to wield a one-handed sword that could only be used by an adult man, so he used a dagger instead. He honed his killing skills day and night, becoming the most important presence on the battlefield and gaining the recognition and awe of his fellow members.
Finally, Hesteins obtained the trust of the mercenaries and became the second leader in the mercenary regiment. After a victory, the first level of the mercenary regiment was cut off after a victory.
His parents were just ordinary farmers who buried and looted in the mercenaries.
Hastings put on his father's leather armor, took the ancestral dagger forged from fine iron, and came to the forest on the mercenary group's advance route in advance. He pretended to be a local guide and successfully gained the trust of the mercenary group leader. He rose through the ranks in the regiment and finally got his revenge.
So far, Hesteins still can't forget. When the mercenary head saw himself showing his edge, the frightened and desperate eyes.
He has been old.
Because of the sequelae of the war, he could never leave an heir, so he regarded Hastings as his adopted son and devoted all his efforts to teaching and cultivating him.
Years of plundering allowed the mercenary leader to obtain wealth that ordinary people could not obtain in a lifetime. So he shed his wolf coat and became gentle, friendly and benevolent. He would even fund monasteries, adopt orphans of comrades in arms, and give alms to the poor. It's like he has a different face.
Hastings once overheard the conversation between the priest and the mercenary leader.
"Even if I commit these sins, can I be redeemed?"
"Yes, we are all the lost lambs of the Lord. As long as we repent sincerely, our souls can be purified, and we can still ascend to heaven after death."
"Just atone for your sins?"
"It depends on your sincerity ..."
Pay money in one hand and take the atonement coupon with one hand.
The lians of his comrades surrounded him, and the amiable old man touched their forehead intimately.
He knelt in front of the cross, his hair was pale, his back was stubborn, his eyes were glowing with tears, and he chanted the gospel with the pastor.
The mercenary leader is already a devout believer.
The ferocious and twisted face back then seemed to be the shadow of another person.
Even if he appeared in Hastings' nightmare, and he woke up in a cold sweat and gasping for breath, he still couldn't be sure whether that person was the leader.
Finally, after the daughter who was rescued by the Duke, the mercenary regiment was praised by the Duke and two choices. One is to compile them into a regular army on the spot, and the other is to return to the fate to return to the hometown.
Hastings had grown into a burly man.
He didn't want the mercenary captain to see his bloodshot eyes due to sleepless nights, so he put on heavy black armor and a mask.
At the reception that day, everyone was drunk.
Hessinzi was not stained, but he came to the camping head of the mercenary group while late at night.
The night is deep, the war of the Empire of Twilight Autumn is full of chaos, the loving old man, the laughing children, the gospel of the nature, the warmth in the camp is as warm as the spring breeze, so that these dream -like pictures will continue to flash back in front of Hisine.
Histeins trembled and raised the dagger in his hand.
The shadow in the camp was constantly changing, the old man suddenly turned, and his face had burst into tears.
"I have sincerely regretted it, but you still refuse to let me go?"
Hastings almost lost his grip on the dagger. When he took a deep breath, he realized that the old man was talking in his sleep. He is also troubled by nightmares, living in the shadow of the first half of his life and unable to escape.
What can I get to get revenge?
Hastings, who was troubled by nightmares, felt that all his strength had been drained... Even if he killed him, he would still be troubled by nightmares. He could not change anything, and he could not prove anything...
He stood up dejectedly.
A cold wind blows.
The flame rose.
It was involved in the autumn wind of the camp.
Hisineus's spine suddenly turned numb, his pupils suddenly contracted, and the teeth were giggling, and the fire of revenge like a god suddenly rose in his chest!
That was me as a child, standing in front of the burning village, turning around, with tears of despair remaining on my face under the light of the fire, revealing a stubborn, cold, and decisive face.
"As long as you set foot on this road, it is impossible to escape unscathed."
"Do it, Hebinsinus."
"Fight or perish!"
Alas!
The sword's edge and the edge of the sword parried together, stirring up dazzling sparks.
Hastings's helmet revealed cold eyes, he kept wrestling, looking at Yeats who was close at hand, and said coldly:
"Battle is everything I-"
Clang!
Hessinis suddenly made a force, opened Ye Zhi's sword, and the tricky sharp sword moved towards Ye Zhi's lower abdomen.
"With your consciousness, how can you defeat me!"
Om-
The Shield of Medusa emerged out of thin air and stood in mid-air, blocking Hastings' inevitable attack.
If enlightenment is useful, what else needs to be done?
"It would be fanciful to be able to achieve victory through awareness alone."
The Blade of Behemoth was bathed in the bright moon flames, and a fierce moonlight sword slashed across. Hastings rushed forward without evading or dodging. The spiral sword in his hand was like a soaring giant. Dragon, concentrating all his physical strength on one point, completely shattered the moon mark cut by the Moonlight Sword with a "ding" sound!
As the former God of War's chosen one, Hastings' fighting style is fierce and strong, focusing on charging, and he is particularly good at swordsmanship and spearmanship.
The Spiral Sword can combine the advantages of swords and spears into one, and it can be used to pierce the surface, which is no problem at all!
Legendary War · Dragon Gun!
The spiral sword in Blacksdis's hand became more and more condensed, as if the unparalleled knight hit the black dragon. With the deafening roar of the Black Dragon, the sword of the spiral sword spit out!
The momentum of the legendary combat skills shocked the entire arena. In the stands, Anubis' chosen god, Nephthys, held the golden scepter and frowned slightly.
"The legendary combat skill that once killed the evil dragon, the Dragon Spear..."
During the Old Age, the human empire broke out with the Dragon Empire. A war god holding a long gun was born, and the record of killing the multi -adult dragon with a single gun was a sensation in the mainland.
His original combat skill, the dragon spear, was created specifically for hunting giant dragons. It did not focus on range but emphasized breakthroughs. Even the dragon scales that were comparable to epic armor were as thin as cicada wings in front of the sharp edge of this dragon spear!
Om-
A linear thrust formed a black-red cone-shaped flame. Its sharpness was unparalleled, and it was firmly locked on Yeats's chest. It was extremely fast and there was no possibility of dodge!
If you continue to summon Merudsa's shield defense, it will undoubtedly be in Hisinez.
Even the Shield of Medusa, before the Dragon Spear, had the only possibility of being shattered!
The best attack is the best defense.
Ye Zhi's eyes were stubborn, raised his right hand flat, and a golden flame was surging in his palm. With a space fluctuating, a dark magic gun was drawn out of thin air!
‘Gayeberg’ under the concealment of the epic weapon, but still gives people a sense of ignoring.
After being personally taught by Skach, Queen of the Shadow Realm, Yeats's spear skills are already the best in this continent!
moment.
The magic gun stabs the stuffed shadow like pear flowers.
The shadow gun's emphasis on speed is brought into full play at this moment!
bite! bite! bite!
Hundreds of stabs and airtight afterimages merged into one, all focused on the sharpness of the dragon spear.
Under the collision of Mai Mang, Black Dragon's shadow was unwilling to roar, and immediately dissipated, and the legendary war skills collapsed!
Boom-
The surging air waves are scattered.
On the golden throne, Louis reached his forehead, and the bottom of his eyes passed a trace of strangeness.
As the God of War's chosen one, Hastings has reached the master level in both spear and sword skills, and his legendary combat skills are one of the best in the game.
Back then, Hastings led eight hundred winged cavalry to annihilate the 30,000 orc army, and made great contributions by attacking the orc chief's combat skill Dragon Spear in the midst of thousands of troops.
Yeats was clearly a divine choice for art, yet he did not fall behind in the competition of spear skills, which is truly commendable!
The attack failed.
Hesteins immediately waved the spiral sword and set off a spiral storm.
His figure was in the eye of the storm.
Compared with the blade storm of the orc sword master, the storm created by Hastings is more majestic, as awe-inspiring as a natural disaster.
"Get up!"
Histeus exploded, and the spiral sword raised it up high. The storm set up in the flat ground almost destroyed half of the platform. The floor tiles and gravel were involved in the wind. The storm was like a roar element giant. Zhi Qing came!
"Flower Po."
The raging storm just gave Yeats room to expand his position.
He expanded the wings of the god of poetry, suspended in the air high, and Histeith, who was holding the end of the storm, and a trace of arc from the corner of his mouth.
"You don't seem to know what I am best at."
What is Ye Zhi good at?
For a moment, Hisineus's mind flashed in doubt.
Swordsmanship, music, medical skills... he seems to know a little bit of everything!
For now, what he is most proud of——
Hastings's eyes reflected the crystal bow held in Yeats's hand, and a burning fighting spirit surged in his eyes.
"Do you think you can shoot me?"
If you miss once, what about thousands of times?
The legendary combat skill "Hydra Arrow" taught by Artemis, the goddess of hunting.
Shoot nine arrows in a volley, and if one arrow is cut off, it will immediately split into two arrows!
When the enemy responds, it has become a rainy sky. The nine -headed snake venom that has quenched on the arrow can panic!
"This is the arrow of must be!"
Ye Zhi Zhang Bow took the arrow and the bow string was placed horizontally. The emerald green light was condensed on the bow string, and the nine arrows shot out!
The Hydra arrow fell into the storm caused by the spiral sword and was immediately crushed into pieces.
However.
Hastings did not dare to be careless at all, and a flash of surprise suddenly flashed in his eyes.
Not only did those arrows not stop, they even continued to split, forming a rain of arrows, drowning the storm, blocking the retreat, and pouring towards me like a flood!
It’s not just Hastings.
Witnessing this incredible archery skill, the masters in the stands expressed surprise.
"What is this arrow skills, it seems that it can't stop at all!"
"The broken arrows will continue to split ... God's skills!"
The elders of the Moonlight Sect looked at each other, seeing the looks of horror on each other's faces.
"This seems... to be the archery skill of the goddess of hunting?"
"No wrong, although it is the combat skills of the moonlight flow, it is obviously the inheritance of the hunting goddess!"
The goddess of hunting, one of the most adept at archery among the gods.
Ye Zhi was very good at arrow surgery.
The legendary combat skill, the Hydra Arrow, has become a nine-headed giant snake hovering over the arena, opening its abyss-like mouth toward Hastings. The emerald-green venom at the arrow's edge shines in an eye-catching way. The timid luster!
bite! bite! bite!
Hessinus attacked the defense, waved the spiral sword to resist the arrows flying all over the sky, but the arrows seemed to never be scarce.
This ... is already the category of legendary combat skills!
Histeins passed away with a flashes, and quickly calmed down, inserting the spiral sword on the ground, and a blood -red light, with him as the center, expanded quickly! |
The audience looked at the inside of the enchantment in horror.
"The domain of Hastings..." Louis narrowed his eyes slightly, "Even if you join the Holy See, do you still rely on the power of the God of War..."
No, maybe to him, joining the Holy See does not mean to discard faith, but just change to a wider battle world.
Fighting... this is the meaning of his survival, and it is also the origin of the soaring fighting spirit in this field.
"The peaceful Awaron of Yezhi is two extremes."
Lewis raised the corners of his mouth with interest.
The strongest paladin in the Holy See, and the chosen one favored by the gods... who can win the favor of fate?
The same question arose not only in Lewis's mind, but also in the hearts of many strong men who were watching with bated breath.
"This can almost be said that it is a contest that determines the strongest of the atrium mainland."
On the stands, the Arnasberg's scepter in the hands of Nephtis slowly opened, and the rubies under the eyes turned deep.
"How far a human knight can reach today depends on... the two people on the duel field!"
The sky within the barrier has actually turned blood red, with a setting sun hanging in it. On the hillside lined with broken swords, bones formed a hill. Broken military flags hunted in the wind. Broken wheels were soaked in a pool of blood, and an iron shoe crushed the pool of blood.
The man in black armor stood in front of the mountain of corpses in the sea of blood. The blade of his sword plunged into the blood-soaked earth. His two palms overlapped and covered the hilt of the sword. He stood in front of the mountain, and his aura was rising steadily!
"Since I was ten years old, every day when I open my eyes, there is a battle waiting for me."
"For the past two decades, 6,000 days and nights, nearly 10,000 battles-"
"My domain is forged by the unwilling cries of my defeated generals and the blood of the weak."
Can't stop fighting.
As soon as he stopped the pace, the past that did not dare to look back, like the tentacles that extended in the dark, dragged Histeins back to the abyss of powerlessness and despair.
The weak boy polished his dagger in loneliness and darkness, swallowed broken teeth, and swore revenge with tears.
And when revenge, in order to cross the huge nothingness and confusion, fighting has become the only reason!
Each victory made Hisinez the thrill of being full of anger, but a grateful to the power of stills!
Hastings did not want to become like the aging mercenary leader, who was hypocritical, weak and despicable.
As a knight, you will always fight until the day when he is generous!
"I keep fighting, not for glory, but for survival!"
There is no mistake in every song, one post, one content, one 6 one, one book, one book, take a look!
The man in black armor showed his spiral sword and pointed at Yeats from a distance. His majestic fighting spirit was like a volcano erupting, the air seemed to be boiling and burning, and his eyes under the cold helmet were almost like fire!
"Come! Teach you my way of survival!"
boom!
The spiral sword wrapped around the blue thunder, and immediately thundered the light, covering Hebinsin's whole.
In the reflection of Lei Guang, Histees was like a deity, and the nine -headed snake arrows that struck in all directions were extinguished by all of them when they touched the thunder.
There was a gasp of air in the stands.
Whether it is the dragon spear that can kill an adult dragon or the Hydra arrow that has the power of the epic monster Hydra, they are just appetizers in this peak showdown between the two!
At this moment, Headinus, who is in the body, has a painful and exciting roar. The volume of the spiral sword in his hand has gradually skyrocketed. It is three meters long, like a big sword and a giant weapon of a gangster!
The true power of the spiral sword lies not only in attracting thunder, but also in 'crushing' it. Through the continuous rotation of the sword blade, the enemy will be shattered into pieces.
Bang!
Swinging the spiral sword with a skyrocketing light, Histeins stepped on the ground, opened a blue trajectory in the blood -red field, and collided with Ye Zhi!
You can't survive if you shout what you don't fight, and you will come to me ... What the protagonist script are you taking?
Yeats complained in his heart.
clang!
Yeats once again condensed the Blade of Behemoth. In its full glory, the Blade of Behemoth was surging with black and red light. It was a giant weapon of the same size that could rival the Spiral Sword.
"Then I'll make you completely despair."
Yeats's eyes were cold, and his arms aroused the aura of violent authority. The power that was already on the verge of the limit surged again, like two evenly matched flames, suddenly overwhelming Hastings!
Hisineus's eyes were still incredibly volatile.
Shocked in my heart.
He is obviously like me, his strength has been pushed to the limit. Where did this violent energy come from?
boom!
Hastings was violently thrown back.
"Oh——"
He took a deep breath, his breathing sounded like an exciting beast, without stopping at all.
again.
He rushed forward and swung his sword swiftly.
In the blink of an eye, Yeats and Hastings had been fighting for more than ten rounds in mid-air. The torrent of surging energy caused the barrier to fall apart and the entire arena was shaking!
Those who are eligible to observe this duel on the spot are all pretty officials or extraordinary people.
At this supreme conference that the entire continent was paying attention to, the audience's eyes were startled and their faces were shocked. The strength displayed by the two masters had already reached the level of those sacred heroes in the epic!
Lewis's eyes gradually became focused, his cynical smile gradually disappeared, and he sat upright.
Hesteins' strength is beyond his expectation.
The Holy See has such a knight, responsible for leading the Crusaders, is a great threat.
The national strength of the Kingdom of Roland has become increasingly strong, and also respects religious reforms, and the contradiction with the Holy See is increasingly acute.
If Hesteins won the final victory of this duel, it would cause a lot of discourse rights between Louis and the Kingdom of Roland.
Fortunately...
Louis' hopeful eyes fell on Yeats, whose figure was almost invisible in the sky.
The young Duke favored by the gods... is the most powerful knight on the Midgard Continent today!
In high altitude, two fast -moving figures tear the space.
Rumble——
Dark clouds surged in the sky, and thunderclouds gradually gathered.
Hebinsin's message sounded in Ye Zhi's ear.
"I'm disappointed...You haven't noticed yet, you are stepping into a trap that leads to the end."
"You mean -Tianlei?" Ye Zhi glanced at the dark clouds on his eyes.
"I have no faith, or in other words, the only purpose of joining the Holy See is because it can make me stronger, nothing more."
Hastings' indifferent voice, accompanied by a hoarse metallic texture, said coldly:
"And the Thunder of Divine Punishment is the most powerful blessing in this world!"
Suddenly.
Hesteins Gao Gao's screw sword in his hand.
The color and cloud change.
For example, ink clouds are condensed, and the breath of the annihilation is constantly rolling in the clouds, and the blue lightning is hidden from time to time.
It was aware of the unparalleled compression in the thunder cloud, and even Louis in the throne could not help but frowned and ordered the Volitt next to him.
"Keep an eye on the barrier."
"Follow!"
boom!
The deafening thunder bombed.
A beam of thunder fell from the sky and poured into the spiral sword in Hastings' hand.
The bright thunder light disappeared the shadow, and everyone was immersed in the coercion and shock of the coming of the thunder.
"See clearly? Your hope is crushed in the future!"
Hastings shouted coldly, and slashed down the spiral sword in his hand. The thunder he spat out swallowed up the entire arena like a tide, and the surroundings were illuminated by dazzling blue lightning!
B-
The sharp thunderous sound gradually dispersed.
On the court, the crow was silent, and the black smoke rolled.
Hastings was stunned for a moment, and the expression under his helmet was moved.
Yeats stood unharmed in the distance, and in front of him stood a dark cast-iron cauldron.
Hesteins sound hoarse: "The legendary kitchen utensils ... Eric ..."
The gemstone on the left and right sides of Eric's handle shines on the dazzling dark blue luster, symbolizing the thunder and electricity that just absorbed, and the entire pot is faintly wrapped around the current.
The energy of savings in the pot is boiling!
Hessinus looked stiff, watched Ye Zhixin walk next to the big pot, glanced at Eric, and said lightly:
"Your Tian Lei is still pretty good ... Give you it!"
Erinil was entangled with electric current and quickly rose into the sky. Its size increased at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a floating island suspended above the arena!
Histeins stood in the shadow, looked up, and looked incredible in his eyes.
How can it be? I can't move my body!
Although the power is amazing, the pot that falls so slowly can easily avoid it!
Hastings was suddenly startled and realized the reason for his stiffness.
Nine -headed snake poison!
It was precisely because of the toxins quenched on the arrows that my reaction speed was half a beat slower!
Selected by Light God ... Will you also use the trick of poisoning?
This is simply not the method a poet should use!
Hebinsinus is in a complicated mood.
But seeing, the huge Eynier, carrying the thunderbolt, falling from the sky, the majestic coercion caused the ground dust, like a meteorite fall!
The chairman on the stands, Warrayan, looked up at the large pot from the sky, shocked, and swallowed the spit.
"Is this the real use of Eric?"
"Not only absorbs Tianlei, but even can directly suppress the choice of God of War!"
Hebinsin was hissing deeply, trying to suppress the snake venom in his body, trying to escape the scope of Eric's suppression.
"Want to escape?"
Yeats snorted coldly, causing Arienil's size to further expand, and he pressed down with his backhand!
boom! !
The huge Irinier smashed down, like the peak dumped, and the entire ring collapsed, the earthquake caused a strong shock in the entire king city.
The smoke rolled.
The aftermath of the earthquake continues.
After the uproar at the scene subsided with the riots, the remaining smoke was still filled.
The giant pot pressed down on Hastings, almost breaking his spine. He vomited blood and his eyes were about to burst. He tried his best to break free from the pressure of Arienil!
"How could I stop here!"
Hastings roared angrily, ignoring the broken spiral sword on the side, clenching his fist and rushing straight towards Yeats.
Slap!
Hastings was stunned.
He looked at the fist held by Yeats, and then at Yeats's calm face.
A deep feeling of powerlessness and depression penetrated my whole body like poison.
"Last Bunch-"
Yeats punched in the middle.
The whole body is concentrated in the right fist.
The power of rage, Blessing of Avalon, and the strengthened fists of the Flame of Judgment are like roaring beasts, charging forward!
Hoo-
Hastings's pupils dilated, reflecting the fist that was getting closer and closer, and the fear of death quickly spread throughout his body.
Click!
The helmet cracked.
Revealing a confused, dull and shocked face of a man.
The fist stopped when he had a one -inch from Histeins.
Hastings stared blankly at Yeats.
He has put away his fists, and there is no room for himself in his eyes.
Yeats just looked at the sunset in the sky calmly, nodded and said:
"It's a nice weather."
Good weather?
Hebinsinus stunned.
I obviously attracted thunderclouds, how could it be a good weather!
Hastings turned his head blankly, his pupils quickly shrinking to a point.
The enchantment has been completely broken.
The punch just now bombarded the enchantment behind him, the cave was wearing the thunder cloud in the sky, opened the clouds and fog, and sprinkled the beautiful glory of the sky.
The whole place was silent.
The audience looked up at the sunset of the sky.
Puff Tong-
Hastings' knees softened and he knelt on the ground, his head hung weakly and his voice was hoarse:
"I... give in..."
Sun King Louis stood up from the throne with a moved expression.
Cesare, the son of the Pope, stood up from the sofa in the box in disbelief and crushed the glass in his hand.
Grace hugged Herte beside him and cheered.
After a brief silence, the scene erupted into extremely warm cheers! !
"Praise to the Honeysuckle Duke!!"
"Yeats and Berlandi is the winner!!"
In the stands.
Nephthys recovered from the shock and exhaled deeply.
Compared to the duel with his own, Duke Ye Zhi's strength has grown up!
"I didn't expect that he was so fast to turn Eric's power into his own ..."
There was a hint of deep sigh in the voice of Anubis' scepter.
"It seems that he has a high degree of fit with Eric."
"That's a good thing."
Naphistis stared at the ring, the young Duke standing in front of Hebinsin, his eyes flickered.
"This means that we have more chances of success in killing Nightmare Abaddon..."
(End of chapter)