"Why... block!" Kaligula and Zuocun fought in a very short distance.

"What I do...is fate..."

Zuocun's sword blade is not blessed by magic power, and this treasure will not only block the flow of magic power in its body, but will also affect the spirit to a certain extent. Zuocun feels a little dizzy.

"Lawrence...can this thing be able to solve this troublesome state..." Camilla asked with a frown, covering her head.

"The gem potion can only relieve the injuries of the spiritual body, and it will not work for mental injuries." Lawrence shook his head.

Nero also participated in the battlefield. As a human, there was no magic in her sword skills.

Caligula also turned his spearhead immediately after Nero appeared and kept attacking Nero.

"Please...your life!Please...your body!"

“Present…!”

He roared.

"Everything!!!"

Zuocun held the crane and snorted coldly.

"Fighting with me... I will actually get distracted."

"I'm not the kind of person who will give opportunities to distracted opponents...so!"

Zheng--

The crane slashed directly and deeply into Caligula's body.

“Oh—ohhh!!!”

"Dear...Yu Mei...Daughter!"

His spiritual foundation gradually dissipated.

"The hostile servant is disappearing?!" Mathus looked at Caligula who was turning into an illusion in surprise.

"This reaction...is not about leaving the market." Lawrence was trying to crack this magic weapon, but now she can't even condense the gems.

Camilla and Simonetta are in a worse situation. Without magic, they are just ordinary ladies. At best, they have physical strength as vampires. Simonetta is a berserker and is already fragile in spirit, and under such treasures, they are almost fainting.

Caligula had already fallen into a clear disadvantage in the showdown with Nero and Zuo Village.

"Zuocun, keep him!" Li Xiang ordered decisively.

"——This is a sign of spiritual transformation, and I can't keep it!" Zuocun frowned.

"Ah...ah...why...refuse...refuse to dedicate..."

In a sound similar to lamenting, Caligula disappeared.

The battlefield has returned to peace.

After waiting for two minutes, everyone disarmed their respective armed forces.

"I can't feel the breath anymore, and the enemy's army has also begun to retreat." Mashu breathed a sigh of relief.

Caligula's attack was too unexpected, and it also caused the opponent to use treasures, causing great trouble to his side. If Mr. Zuocun had not been able to exert his strength without the supply of magic, this battle would have been a tough battle.

"After all, it's a lack of experience. Don't take it seriously. At least we didn't lose staff like Orleans, right?" Lawrence was quite excited and smiled.

Rika sighed: "Indeed... I should adapt to this fast-paced battle as soon as possible."

Nero looked a little lonely.

In this battle, her troops also suffered a lot of losses, and that person...Caligura...

"...Are you a general of the United Army..." Nero had a hint of nostalgia and pain in his eyes. "I really didn't expect to see that face again... Uncle..."

Zuocun moved his wrist: "Although skills do not require magic, if my knife does not have magic power, it would take some effort to cut off the skin of the heroic spirit called Kaligula... The wrists are numb..."

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Zuomura." Rika smiled.

Lawrence is thinking about how to crack this magic of blockade while also affecting the spirit to a certain extent.

"All kinds of treasures are there... they are so powerful." Maxiu felt the stagnant magic power and a confused mind in his body, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Ah, I understand." Lawrence suddenly hammered his palm.

She came over and grabbed Mathus's hand.

"Oh? Miss Lawrence?" Mathue was startled.

"Although it hurts a little, it just needs to be like this-" Lawrence smiled and stabbed Marthu's back with the ring on his hand.

"Ah...ah?" Mashu only felt a pain in the back of his hand, and then he felt that the magic in his body seemed to slowly resume flowing, "What is this..."

She looked at the wound on the back of her hand in surprise.

"Did you know there is an idiom in China called "Hangliang Thorns?" Lawrence smiled and gave himself a moment, "The root of this treasure is that the chaos in the brain affects the magic power in the body. Although the meaning of Hanging the beam Thorns is to learn and not be afraid of pain, it also reflects a truth from the side."

"That is - pain, which stimulates the spirit in a sense."

"Of course this move was only useful after the berserker Kaligula had left a considerable distance. If he was present, the impact would deepen and this move would not be useful."

Lawrence stretched out a finger and explained.

“So that’s what it is…”

Camillamo stabbed herself silently, and then stabbed Simonetta again.

Zuocun smiled, pulled out the dagger in his chest and stabbed his palm.

Then he moved his body: "Oh... it feels more comfortable to have smooth magic. I felt so uncomfortable just now."

Lawrence rolled his eyes and pulled Zuocun's hand over, exuding magic power on his hand.

"Doctor, there should be no problem with communication now." Lixiang asked.

"Maybe it's because mechanical items will not be affected by that kind of treasure, there is no problem with communication." Doctor Roman transferred the information of the heroic spirit Caligula to the big screen: "Calgula, the third emperor of the ancient Roman Empire, was originally a wise ruler, but because of the moon goddess Diana (Artemis), he fell into madness. After that, he used terrifying means to rule the empire."

"I guess this is also why he introduced the world with the Berserker."

Nero pursed his lips and his eyes drooped slightly.

"From the means of spiritual transformation and escape, Caligula probably has the existence of the Lord." Lawrence said solemnly.

"It can be observed that his reason is not enough to support him to use spiritualization to escape in battle, and... in terms of the dignity of ordinary heroes, there will be no spiritualization during battle - this is a shame."

"The current information... is probably to understand the enemy's parameters. What should I do next?" Zuocun looked at his intact palm and wiped the blood from the steed, "Original Master?"

Fujimaru Rika thought for a few seconds and looked at Nero who was a little sad.

"His Majesty Nero, as your helper of the war, we have something to ask for."

"well?"
Chapter completed!