Chapter 173 172. Sword of the Lady of the Lake
Compared with Lann's swordsmanship, speed and agility, even though Gregor Clegane was wearing ultra-thick armor and equipped with a more advantageous sword and shield combination, He is also the out-and-out weak side in this battle.
Faced with the violent blows, he could only hold his sword and shield in front of him, relying on the large area of the weapons and equipment to barely resist!
The clanging sound of steel was accompanied by flying sparks and sawdust rising from the large oak shield.
The people Gregor brought were almost stunned.
Gregor's strategy for leading troops has always been to use his talent for bravery and brutality.
His soldiers were used to the enemy being immediately panicked when the Lord General showed up, and then when Gregor showed his power, no one in the world was afraid of him.
They never expected that Gregor Clegane would be beaten down in a small battle with superior numbers!
The unexpected situation undoubtedly affected the overall combat effectiveness of this group of people.
And Lan's suppression of Gregor goes far beyond that.
After each chop, the blade of the gorgeous long sword in Lan En's hand would light up with a golden holy light.
At first, people thought that this was just an afterimage of the golden decoration on the sword left during the swing.
But as the brightness of this light becomes larger and larger, the range covering the sword body becomes longer and longer, and no one can deceive themselves anymore.
All the warriors present, regardless of their position, focused their energy on the long sword wielded by Lan En from time to time during the battle.
They knew that today they not only saw the legendary magic, but also saw the legendary magical weapons!
Lan En is nearly half a meter shorter than Gregor!
But on the current battlefield, it looks like a kindergarten kid is suppressing and beating a junior high school student!
Every time he slashed, the black iron giant couldn't help but lean back, and then moved back with trembling steps.
"Wait, wait, wait!"
In the barrel helmet, Gregor's ferocious face became ferocious because his muscles were approaching the limit.
Now he was being suppressed constantly, but he still didn't give up.
Because judging from his experience, such a huge and frequent effort must be held in a breath, and then slashed wildly.
There should be a solution! It will always be weak!
And as long as he reaches that point of weakness, he can...
“Whoa!”
Before Gregor could finish the beautiful thoughts in his mind, a golden holy light filled his vision.
It is no longer the light that flashed through the gap in the sword and shield during the previous blocking process, but the golden light that is no longer blocked and approaches the front door!
At this moment, Gregor felt a light touch on his hand.
“My sword and shield are all broken!?”
Like a hot knife cutting through butter, the runes on Arondette’s sword were all filled with energy during the slashing process. After the golden light, the power of the slash doubled!
The oaken shield and the steel sword, the weapons Gregor used to block were only half left in one encounter!
Half of his palm in the iron glove also fell to the ground.
Lan looked at his opponent calmly. Not only was he not holding his breath as Gregor expected, but he even chuckled.
"I'm waiting for the magic to recharge, what are you waiting for?"
Gregor only now realized that half of his hand had been cut off! Immediately he roared half in pain and half in rage.
"Ah! Ahhhhh!"
He rushed towards Lan En out of his wits.
The tall giant leaned down and grabbed Lan En's skull with his only intact palm. He shouted and squeezed hard, crushing the pretty boy's head to burst!
Lan felt the big hand on his head and the texture of the iron glove. Through the observation slit of the barrel helmet, he could still see Gregor's bloodshot and crazy eyes.
But he acted very calmly.
[Magic Mountain] has been fighting ordinary people for so long that he no longer knows how to face an opponent stronger than himself.
Crushing other people’s heads with bare hands is a very intimidating idea. But there is only one question.
How dare you come close to me?
Gregor's hand holding Lan En's head was shaking, that's because he was exerting crazy force. But Lan En just slowly raised his hand, grasped the palm on his head, and then opened it inch by inch.
Not to mention panting, he didn't even show any pain during this process.
Lan En once again clarified the gap between himself and ordinary people.
Gregor has gifted strength, but apart from agility, he is still far behind Lann in terms of physical recovery speed, bone toughness and strength.
With the further implementation of Lan En's transformation surgery in the future, this gap will become wider and wider.
The strongest Hercules of the Seven Kingdoms, his last strength bursting out in pain and fury, was forcefully broken open by Lan En.
The demon hunter's left hand gently held down the barrel helmet that was close to him.
Gregor suddenly felt something bad, and this dangerous feeling even made him wake up in a painful rage.
But it's too late.
Lan En's thin lips moved slightly and uttered a word.
"[Igni]."
Immediately, under the panicked eyes in the helmet.
First the air was distorted by the heat, and then substantial flames poured directly into the helmet's viewing hole!
"Ah! Ooooh!"
The shrill roar resounded through the King's Road in the night. People present could not imagine that Gregor Clegane would emit such a loud roar. Such a high-pitched scream.
The giant in black iron armor struggled frantically at first, trying to break away from the flames. But the hand he sent to Lan En before made him completely unable to move away.
After almost ten seconds, the iron tower-like body "popped" and knelt on the ground without any strength.
Now, Lan En is taller than him.
By the time Lan En put away the seal, the barrel helmet made of black iron had even been heated to the point that it was red and shiny.
Let go of the completely unresponsive limbs in your hands, and the huge body hits the ground, splashing a burst of bloody mud.
Lan En looked around. Wherever his eyes passed, the fighting would stop involuntarily.
Gregor's men relied on the ferocity of their generals to dominate, so they knew better than others that they were facing someone who could burn the Mountain alive. How powerless they are.
"Run!"
Gregor brought more than twenty people to intercept, but now there are only six or seven who are running away.
Lan En did not pursue him, nor did he let the two cavalrymen who were still capable of fighting pursue him.
They also suffered a lot of losses. Two of the five cavalrymen died, and one had half his hand chopped off.
Ed had killed three men in the foot battle, but he himself had been wounded in the arm and was bleeding.
Compared with Lan En's slight respite due to the low period of his magic power, this is the loss of a normal person in a large-scale sword fight.
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