"You'll die very quickly!!!!"
Lucius roared and rushed forward, the overflowing resentment condensed on his sword blade, and he slashed at his opponent frantically, while the man dodged sideways in front of his sword, receiving a quick and brief counterattack, while simultaneously resisting three strikes of battle axe waved from tentacles between his spinning body.
The sword blades collided violently between them, creating a more intense spark and fighting spirit.
Suddenly, Lucius's sword pierced forward, and at the same time, the tentacles wrapped in battle axe and swirled around and rushed from behind to the back of the other person's head.
But the other party suddenly turned around and exposed his back to him. Then the sword in his hand brushed through the two axes and cut off the tip of the tentacle.
Lucius hesitated for a while, and accelerated, but at the moment he pierced the other person's body, he was blocked by the sword body of another sword.
As the yellow silk fell down, a shining Chanabal saber appeared, which blocked Lucius's sword.
Lucius opened his mouth slightly in shock, and the man turned around suddenly, holding the Holy Flame Sword with his forehand and holding the Chanabal Saber with his backhand, as if he was dancing some dance around Lucius, and Lucius also instinctively chopped out.
After a brief metal collision, the two stopped ten meters away from each other, with their backs facing each other.
As the two turned around together, Lucius glanced at the marks on each other's shoulder armor and showed a nervous smile, but his smile immediately froze.
The Immortal man widened his eyes and lowered his head slightly, and saw five deep sword marks appearing on his chest and abdomen, and thick dark blood spurted out from it.
At this moment, Caesar finally understood that this person was not Thor. Thor definitely did not have such sword skills and strength. There was only one person in the entire Third Legion with this ability-
The former Legion pharmacist trembled his lips and spit out that name.
"The leader of two hundred swordsmen...the second company commander, Akurduna!"
The mysterious warrior pointed his sword at Lucius, who was gloomy and said slowly:
"Lucius, I said, your greatest enemy is yourself. The essence of your strong self-esteem is cowardice, and it is easy to be transformed into inferiority and mania by failure. Just like now, your heart is shaking, so is your sword."
Lucius's scarred face twitched a few times, and there was no expression on his face, even his eyes, and the only ones was crazy.
Then, he pressed the pressure plate on his arm, and all the potions in the medicine stand behind him were instantly pumping into his body, dyeing his skin and blood vessels into unnatural red and purple.
"ha--"
Lucius opened his mouth full of sharp teeth and spit out a mouthful of white mist, then he disappeared, and seemed to appear at all.
Almost as Lucius disappeared, Amnak turned around smoothly, stabbed his left hand, and slashed his right arm, blocking the Blade of Lar, which was shining with the demonic light, and knocking away the magic whip that grabbed the battle axe again.
"Die! Death! Death!"
Lucius now had only one thought left, kill the person in front of him, and kill the guy who destroyed his perfection!
He had abandoned all skills and sword skills, and completely dominated the battle process by instinct, pushing speed and ferocity to the extreme. It was precisely through this primitive but cruel enough tactic that he defeated Qianzi's legendary swordsman Sanacht.
Unfortunately, he met a master who was good at taming "barbaric". The other party also abandoned the regular sword skills and only responded to every attack in the most appropriate and suitable way. This flexible response method made Lucius' madness nowhere to be played.
The two fought from the throne to the near the operating table, smashed a bunch of meditators, then moved to the vicinity of the loot bracket, knocking down rows of piles of skulls and various weapons, and some of the Slaanes wanted to join in the fun, but as soon as they approached, they were immediately dismembered by the frenzied sharp blade, and purple body fluids were sprayed on the walls and floors.
The entire bridge seemed to tremble continuously because of the two of them.
But gradually, the effect of the medicine began to fade, Lucius's hands and feet began to become heavier, his vision began to blur, and he could not even keep up with the opponent's agility.
In the end, he was no longer able to resist the opponent's sword, and could only believe that his enchanted armor could withstand the impact.
The blade of the sword stroked across the shoulder armor. Lucius staggered and barely endured it, and then struggled to use the Lar blade to block the opponent's saber and slash the armourless neck. Then he gritted his teeth and groaned and forced himself to take a slashing attack to the side. That is, when the opponent approached him, Lucius relaxed the suppression of the souls bound to the armor.
This is his last resort.
In the blink of an eye, every wailing man pressed against his broken armor was screaming, releasing their suppressed malice and hatred in a deafening crescendo tone. The visible sound waves of the naked eye even shattered most of the facilities on the bridge, and the succubus of Slaanes, including some Slaanes warriors, bent their knees under this strong voice.
Amnak was also hit and staggered back a few steps, as if he was hit by a thunder hammer.
Lucius squeezed out his last power, and while sticking to the trajectory that was drifting downward with amazing agility, he actually dodged the saber chasing him and hit him hard. Then he immediately turned around and stood behind the opponent. At the perfect opportunity, he swung out a sharp blade and pointed directly at the opponent's neck, trying to make this nightmare head and head different in an instant.
However, this was just a small trap. Amnak's seemingly affected speed suddenly increased. Lucius thought that his fatal blow only hit the corner of the opponent's helmet and could not get close to the opponent's neck.
Lucius, who was lost, could not control his body at all. He instinctively fell forward, but was stopped by the other party.
The heavy iron boots kicked the Immortal, and the champion of Slaanes immediately flew out by a terrible loud bang. With a bang, he knocked down a pile of shattered facilities like an explosion, and then flipped violently into the pile of corpses.
that's all--
Lucius, the immortal, lost.
This was not his first failure, but it was his first failure to be completely humiliated, even more shameful than the time when Sharokin defeated him.
"Save the Immortal!"
The Nashikai team and Lucius have already established a soul contract. They cannot sit idly by and watch the immortal one be killed again, otherwise they will likely retaliate against everyone present after he is resurrected.
Amnak turned around and faced the surging enemy group, staying at almost no position for more than half a second, all the explosive bombs shot to the distance.
In the blink of an eye, he spiraled and rushed into Casothos. The noise warrior once led a war gang called the Ring of Purity, and was later captured to Comoros, rescued by Lucius and joined the Flawless Blade.
He was the company commander of the 318th Company during his legion, but now he is just a monster that can only scream strangely.
But his scream ended at this moment. Amnak knocked off the scimitar in the other party's hand and slashed at the body of the noise warrior with one left hand, and Kashodos had almost no time to react.
The chaotic noise was covered by a crisp sound, which was the collision between steel and steel echo.
When Casothos came to his senses, he had been knocked away. His breastplate was chopped, and the attack just now almost cut the whole person in half.
Chapter completed!