Chapter 1922 The Head of Two Hundred Swordsmen (Part 2)
“Thor!”
Caesar’s eyes widened, and others also screamed. After all, the commander’s resistance The troops made a lasting impression on many Legionnaires on Istvan III.
"He is Thor? Isn't Thor dead long ago??"
Lucius sneered.
"Dead? Have any of you seen his body? Many guys who were thought to be dead during the Great Rebellion have jumped out again. The only question now is, when did you start hiding from the mysterious group of Astral Knights? Among the Xixi guys."
"But how are you sure it's him?"
"Because I saw dozens of battle videos from the Red Pirates. The swordsmanship styles of many of the World Knights are very similar to Thor. After all, we have known each other for a long time.”
At this time, the warrior on the throne stood up, and the people in the Naxikai Brigade followed suit. The shotgun was raised a little higher, and the slaves who were entrenched near the throne whimpered and ran away.
But the soldier remained unmoved in the face of the black muzzle. He just hung the silk-wrapped sword behind his back, then picked up the red long sword and raised the sword horizontally with a calm and formal movement. In front of him, this ceremonial symbol originated from the long-destroyed home planet of Chemos of the Third Legion, indicating that the swordsman is ready to start a duel.
Lucius nodded briefly and meaningfully.
"Very well, dear brother, come on, let us end the unending battle in the City of Anthem."
The warrior stepped on the arms of those Slaanesh warriors The corpse slowly walked down amidst the crunching sounds of flesh and metal. The atmosphere became stagnant. This was a duel. No one dared to disturb Lucius. Although they all still raised their guns, they had already lifted their fingers from The trigger was moved away.
"Please give me this honor!"
Amidst the roar, a figure rushed out. Kaisar turned around and found that it was Ka'daan, a traitor from the Executioner Chapter. , he joined the Flawless Blade hundreds of years ago and scraped off all the purple-blue paint on his shoulder armor, leaving behind the original golden background of the armor and the former chapter logo - a pair of pairs ax.
And he himself also likes to use double axes, and the two power axes are sizzling in his hands.
Looking at someone rushing out, Lucius said nothing, but his expression remained gloomy.
Kadaan went from being still to suddenly attacking. The entire action took less than a second. It was like an octopus lurking under the water launching an ambush, and the images of all limbs were instantly blurred.
He rushed in front of the warrior, tried to clamp the opponent's sword with a battle ax, and then used another ax to force the opponent's throat. Everything was according to plan——
Part 2 In a second, his headless body slumped to the ground.
A drop of blood dripped from the end of the red sword that had not activated the decomposition force field. Everyone was in an uproar and subconsciously took a step back, including Caesar.
He didn't even see clearly how Kadaan died.
This soldier is rude, but he is definitely not weak. There is absolutely no weak person who can survive to this day in the Naxikai Brigade.
In his memory, Sol Tarvitz didn't seem to be that strong, at least it shouldn't be so exaggerated.
So much so that when he was thinking, he didn't notice when Lucius took out his weapon. After grabbing the sword, when did he rush in front of the opponent?
The moment the two of them were fighting, Kaisa reacted, even a moment later than the Slaanesh succubus screamed.
Lucius's steps were like lightning. The sword in his hand pretended to be pointing to the left, but then he turned the attack direction to the right. However, he immediately raised the sword high and was struck down by the person he thought was Thor from an diagonal direction. .
However, the other party ignored those feints at all, and effortlessly passed over the violent sword blade like a beam of light. Then he pressed the hilt of the sword against Lucius's waist with his backhand, and then The Blade of Lal whizzed down and quickly turned sideways, the sword blade gently grazing the Immortal's lower abdomen.
Lucius was not injured, but his injuries were more severe than physical.
The corners of his eyes twitched, he nodded slightly, and uttered a series of whispers with trembling lips. ".Impossible, this can't be dead. You have died a long time ago. This is impossible"
Then he rushed forward violently, and the sword blade in his hand created an afterimage. The entire bridge seemed to be covered by the sky full of sword light. There is only one word that can describe it——
< br>Hurry!
Or better yet, too fast!
However, that warrior was faster than Lucius!
He had almost no offensive moves, and only occasionally waved his sword to interrupt the opponent at the critical moment of Lucius's moves, or hit Lucius's elbows and knees from time to time, disrupting the smoothness of the opponent's moves, as if he was a A teacher instructing students in swordsmanship.
In just a few seconds, Lucius's sword moves were all in pieces, like a lumberjack swinging an ax in vain against the running water, and his expression changed from shocked to crazy. With fear.
". Impossible. Impossible. Impossible."
Suddenly, his muttering was interrupted by a fist. Lucius covered his face and staggered back. When he put down his hand, two lines of dirty blood dripped from his almost crooked nose.
“Do you want to kill me with the sword skills I taught you? Lucius, it’s been ten thousand years, and you haven’t made any progress at all.”
"Shut up!!!!"
Lucius roared hysterically, swinging the sword in his hand twice randomly, as if he wanted to kill something that didn't exist in front of him.
"Thor! Your tricks can't fool me! You will personally peel off your hypocritical face so that you can remember this lesson!"
"Lesson? This is the lesson! Call it a lesson."
Suddenly, the soldier moved, and Lucius immediately felt the tearing wind whistling in his ears. He backed away in horror, and then tried with all the skills and dignity he had. Stop the sword that is so fast that you can't even see its outline.
In just one second, his sword blocked nineteen attacks, but his difficult counterattack only hit the air.
And the opponent's sword is getting faster and faster.
"Too slow, too slow, too slow! Lucius, you are too slow!"
Looking at the sword shadow in front of him, Lucius' dark eyes stared. It almost came out of his eyes, and his hands kept dancing, but he could barely keep up with the opponent's pace, and the sword was getting closer and closer to his face.
This reminded him of the days when he had just become a recruit. There was also a person who used an extremely fast sword to knock his pride and dignity to the ground every time in five seconds in the training ground. .
So even if that person dies, it will be a mountain he cannot climb in his life.
"Hurry up! Hurry up! Hurry up! Hurry up, hurry up! If you are too slow, you will only die on the battlefield!"
"Uhhhhh!!! !”
Lucius was completely enraged. He roared like a beast, and at the same time, he suddenly threw out a magic whip full of barbs from his free arm and rolled up Kadaan’s two battle axes. .
“Hurry up!!!”
The next moment, the long whip hooked with the two battle axes twisted crazily like an eel dragged up into the water. The speed was dizzying and caused astonishing damage, on the floor and walls, and even those of Slaanesh. The succubus carved deep scratches on its body, forcing others to retreat away from the battlefield to avoid being affected.
(End of this chapter)