On the blood-soaked plateau, evil spirits filled the air, and the wind whimpered like a complaint.
The warrior master and the goddess confront each other.
Their majestic figures shocked the past and the present, and at the same time they erupted with a powerful momentum that was unmatched. With the enchanting bloody sunset as the background, their murderous aura soared straight into the sky!
Their eyes full of murderous intent were firmly locked on each other, and neither of them made any rash move until a thunder broke the balance.
Boom!
A thick beam of incandescent lightning pierced the sky and hit the magic shield on the outer city of the Holy Capital in full view of everyone!
The violent thunder sparks rolled and shot wildly, causing the milky white translucent magic light curtain that covered the city wall like an egg shell to vibrate with ripples like ripples!
La Er stood majestically on the top of the temple, and it was he who took action.
In fact, compared to defeating the Lion King, completely destroying the Holy City of Camelot would be the best way to draw fuel from the bottom of the cauldron.
Just like it doesn't matter if there is no Noah, just choose another leader, but without the Ark of Salvation, there is no need to discuss anything.
Therefore, La Er did not step into the center of the battlefield with the leader of the army, but took advantage of the Lion King to save the situation and blasted the Holy City with the "Dandera Electric Ball".
And as long as the Holy City is destroyed, the goddess will also lose the field bonus and infinite magic power, her strength will decrease, and she will be easier to subdue.
Of course, this arrangement is also because La Er himself is not very good at hand-to-hand combat.
But in this way, all the pressure will be borne by Ren alone...
The Dandra lightning flashed in the sky, illuminating the cold faces of the soldier master and the lion king. The silent confrontation was broken, and the two men rushed towards each other in unison!
The dragon-slaying demon sword in Ren's hand flashed with green light, and the sword was as sharp as a crescent moon. He shouted low and stabbed the goddess' throat with his sword.
A bit of cold light cuts through the dim light, like a roaring roar, and the killing intent is so strong that it freezes the air!
The Lion King is happy and unafraid, his eyes are as cold as lightning, the holy spear in his hand releases bright brilliance, and he attacks bravely with the tip of the spear!
clang!
The moment the needle tip collided with the wheat light and the sharp blade collided, the vision was distorted and blurred for a moment!
Then a dazzling flash of sparks burst out, the passionate fighting spirit and the extraordinary power collided, the holy spear and the magic sword fiercely stabbed each other, even causing the space to slightly distort, and the ground beneath their feet sank instantly!
An invisible ripple swept across the ground, and dozens of soldiers suddenly fell down because they were standing too close.
Their bodies were twisted and deformed, their flesh and blood were blurred, and a large amount of blood overflowed from their armor...
This is because the power of both sides is too strong, squeezing and repelling all the air at once, and the gas is compressed into an "air cannon" like the Wind King Barrier, killing the surrounding soldiers.
If you are not strong enough, you can't even be a member of the masses, that's what it means.
The soldiers on both sides were so horrified that they didn't care about fighting. They stayed away from the area before continuing the fight.
When it comes to stabbing attacks, the goddess with a gun has an obvious advantage.
It was easier for the spear to take advantage of its strength. An overwhelming force was transmitted from the tip of the spear, causing Ren's body to recede and tilt.
clang!
She took the opportunity to raise the gun barrel and smash it down. The golden gun barrel collided with his raised sword blade, and a burst of dazzling sparks shot out!
Even though he raised his sword to block it, Renn's body sank due to the fierce blow, and his boots sank into the dirt!
His body slid backwards under the impact, his legs rubbed violently against the ground, kicking up a lot of sand along the way.
There is no doubt that the goddess's power is stronger than his, but he still has no joy or worry in his heart, and her pair of pure silver eyes reflect her magnificent figure.
Then, try her skills again.
The goddess raised her gun and pursued the victory, but she heard a sigh.
Ren raised the cold-light-filled sword blade with one hand, and his aura became as deep as the starry night.
Whoosh~
The afterimage flashed, and he suddenly disappeared. At the same moment, he appeared behind the goddess like a ghost, and slashed at the back of her neck with a sword!
Onikiri, combined with "Aura Blocking", is incredibly fast.
The fatal sword light struck, and the goddess let out a long roar. She had no time to turn around, but the holy spear in her hand suddenly turned around and swept straight to the tip of the sword!
clang!
At the critical moment, the tip of the spear swung open the blade of the sword, and the tip of the magic sword almost brushed her face, cutting off a strand of her golden hair!
Blocking this slash, the goddess' arm suddenly exerted force and knocked back the soldier's master with one shot.
'Her spear skills have not become much stronger. They are almost the same as the original version of Si Dai. However, the strength of the advanced god's body and the huge magic power make her attack powerful enough to defeat all magic with one force, making her unstoppable...'
Although the attack was ineffective, Renn basically judged the goddess's martial arts.
She should have experienced very few battles in these fifteen hundred years.
After all, she is gradually losing her emotions and desires, so she probably won't get involved in any events or battles, just like a ghost wandering around the world.
If she really encountered someone who took the initiative to attack her without opening her eyes, he would probably have been killed by a luminous cannon from the Holy Spear, without having to fight hand-to-hand, so his martial arts basically stayed at the time of King Arthur.
From this point of view, the goddess of hand-to-hand combat can crush Scathach and Sigurd with brute strength, but her advantage against a warrior master with a crowned spiritual base is actually smaller than in a firepower duel.
Before he could think about it, the goddess arrived with a gun, and the bright golden light of the gun illuminated the plateau.
Naturally, Renn will not be afraid and will attack him head-on.
Dangdang...!
Every time the sword energy and gun light collide fiercely, a burst of earth-shattering roar will erupt like sparks hitting the earth, and whirlpool-like air waves will sweep across all directions!
Their figures couldn't be seen clearly at all, only afterimages passing by.
The two of them fought fiercely, leaving the sun and moon without light. The surrounding ground was immediately chopped into pieces by the light of spears and swords, and became densely covered with cracks. Everywhere was filled with sword light, flashes, and strange screams caused by the tearing of the atmosphere!
Wherever he kills, he becomes the center of the storm, and everything around him is strangled.
Such an earth-shattering battle caused the heroic spirits on both sides to subconsciously slow down their fighting movements and distract themselves from observation.
Whether it was Siegfried, Morgan, Gawain, or others on the coalition side, including Scathach, Touta Touta, and Xuanzang Sanzang, they were all observing the direction of this most important battle.
clang!
Guns and swords clashed, and sparks shot out again. After a round of fighting, the soldier master and the goddess staggered their bodies.
There was no trace of happiness or anger on the goddess's snow-white face. The silver arm guard on her right hand was torn apart by the sword energy. There were two small blood marks on her arm. Streams of the God's blood with a coquettish sheen seeped out from the cracks in the arm guard.
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She was hit twice by the opponent's sword, but the injuries were very minor.
The goddess's golden eyes were so cold and majestic. She looked at the white-haired soldier and said:
"In terms of martial arts skills, you are stronger, but this cannot change the result of your defeat."
"So confident? You're not afraid of the wind blowing your tongue."
Ren sneered, but his wrist was trembling. Blood flowed out from the cracked tiger's mouth, staining the hilt of the sword red. Under the blood, the green light emitted by the divine jade on the hilt became more and more brilliant.
He was not shot by the opponent, but was injured more seriously.
Because of the difference in strength, his jaws would be shattered every time weapons clashed.
Even if he could be cured in time by the scabbard in his body, he would inevitably bleed a lot. If he continued like this, he would be exhausted to death. Once he lost too much blood and became weak, he would be in danger.
"I say it for the last time, get out of here!"
The Lion King's eyes were indifferent, and he pointed the frightening tip of the Holy Spear at his head, "Otherwise, dying by my gun will be your final fate!"
"Stop talking nonsense, destiny is on my side, and--"
Ren stared at the goddess's slender legs, with a playful smile on his face, "Don't get me wrong, it's usually women who surrender and kneel under my big gun!"
goddess:"……"
Do you really think she doesn't understand anything?
A look of sullenness flashed across the Lion King's face, and he completely lost his patience.
She rushed towards him at a speed that exceeded the speed of sound, released a golden magic light from the holy spear in her hand, and swung it hard towards his head!
Against a leader with stronger martial arts skills, spear thrusts and stabs can easily be deflected or dodged, and are in vain.
Instead, it is better to whip, chop, and smash... This way, even if you can block it, you can still break his wrist.
clang!
Ren swung his sword and held the barrel of the gun with the blade, but the huge pressure from the holy spear still made his arm tremble!
The strong wind caused by the collision of the two blew the goddess's hair.
She refused to give up, and the magic power was released from the palm of her hand. The holy spear suddenly released a blazing spiral light stream. The thick barrel of the spear pressed against the edge of the magic sword and sank little by little, pressing his body so hard that his knees sank into the soil.
!
She looked down at the sagging soldier master and coldly mocked:
"Who is surrendering and kneeling now?"
"Don't be like this, beauty, be more reserved. Your gun is too hard. It's not like a man who can use both soft and hard skills and can bend and stretch. It's really not suitable for thrusting into other people's bodies."
Ren gritted his teeth, held up the magic sword against the holy spear, and did not forget to say dirty words.
"..."
Completely defeated by this vicious-tongued living treasure, the goddess had black lines all over her head.
There is no doubt that this man is a battlefield butcher. Even in the midst of a life-and-death fight, he can remain calm and talk happily.
"The madman who disrespects the gods." The goddess looked down at him. The light of the holy spear in her hand became more and more bright and blazing. His body sank and he could hardly lift his head. "There is no need to struggle, just accept this fate of death."
!”
Facing such die-hards, the only option is to kill them.
"Death? Destiny? Hahahaha..."
Half of his body was pressed into the ground by the holy spear, but Ren laughed heartily, "Sir, are you done watching the show?
Teach this woman who doesn’t know the heights of heaven and earth what death is and what destiny is!”
Dang~
As soon as he finished speaking, a melodious bell rang like morning bells and evening drums.
The sound of the bell was not loud, but it spread throughout the entire battlefield, echoed in the valleys and plateaus, and penetrated into the depths of everyone's soul like morning bells and evening drums.
silence.
The war-torn battlefield suddenly lost all its noise.
It was as if the soul had been cleansed in an instant, and everyone felt a kind of peace. It was not the silence of the voice, but the calmness of eyes and the silence of the soul.
Of course, some people feel death.
The bells echoed and white feathers were scattered, as if everything had come to an end.
At some point, a tall black shadow stood behind the goddess.
She glanced back subconsciously, and through the strange blue eyes of the black shadow, she seemed to be able to directly see the scene of hell.
The shadow of death came to mind, and the goddess suddenly felt chills all over her body. It had been an unknown amount of time since she had had such a fatal and horrifying feeling.
Almost instinctively, she screamed, turned around and stabbed the terrifying black shadow that suddenly appeared behind her!
laugh!
The broken blade rubbed against the barrel of the holy spear, shooting out countless sparks. The glowing blade was swung away in time without decapitating her head, but it still tore her shoulder armor!
The red blood was flying, and in the lightning flash, the dark shadow passed by the goddess.
"Who is your Excellency?"
The goddess ignored the wound on her shoulder, and locked the man in front of her with a pair of majestic golden eyes.
Wrapped in a shabby black robe, cheap armor, and a broken sword with a pitted blade, he looked a bit like the Assassin Order... He looked like a down-and-out third-rate swordsman who appeared out of nowhere.
In terms of just sensing breath, he is not even much better than Cursed Arms and Hundred-faced Hassan.
"Hassan Sabah."
Wang Hassan stood aside with his hands on the hilt of his sword, his voice as calm as ever.
He reported the common title for the old people in the mountains throughout the ages, or it was indeed one of his names. Later Hassan just inherited his name.
"very good."
The goddess stared at the killer with a cold face, "Grand title... Assassin, sue the angels... I didn't expect that the Assassin Order, which seems to be inferior, still has people like you."
Her words surprised Renn. It seemed that Morgan didn't tell her about the first generation of the Mountain Master...
The witch is simply a charlatan.
Otherwise, the goddess would not have been less vigilant and received a blow from the old man.
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Wang Hassan is wearing a mask, and you can't see his expression. "Good things can also lead to bad results, and no matter how precise the calculation is, they can't take into account the changes in people's hearts... The era of gods who ignore the will to dominate all people and make choices for all living beings has passed.
It’s over, are you still stubborn?”
"..."
The goddess's eyes flickered and she said coldly, "I'm not wrong. This planet will eventually be destroyed. This is a foolproof strategy. Your efforts are doomed to be in vain!"
"Okay, okay, you understand destiny better than the angel of death, the overall situation, and the future better than inhibition... You just like to get into trouble. Even after becoming a goddess, you are still as stubborn as ever." Renn couldn't help but roll his eyes.
Arturia is always like this, no matter who she is, she seems to be like this.
Save Britain, save the Ark... As long as she sets a certain goal, she won't look back until she breaks through the southern wall.
In fact, Si Dai is still as stubborn as ever, and becoming a favored one just gives her one more way to save Britain.
goddess:"……"
I always feel abandoned by him.
Seeing that she couldn't speak, he silently raised the holy spear and decided to use force to convince him. The magic sword in Ren's hand released a blue edge, shrugged and teased:
"Old man, negotiation is useless. I have tried it, but I can only ask her to hand over her head."
"..."
Wang Hassan shook his head and raised his sword.
I have lost my destiny, but I still insist on not regretting it... I have to do it after all.
On the blood-stained wasteland, the sunset became more and more blood-red. Assassin, the candidate for Caster, and Lungominiad, the main god, all three of them clenched their weapons at the same time.
The final battle is coming.
The extremely repressed murderous intent permeated the air, and almost everyone, whether it was the heroic spirits or the soldiers on both sides, held their breath.
