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Book Six The Road Chapter 104 Variable Eight

Gru took action and clasped his hands together. Those hands had clear joints and long fingers. Once the white rainbow that Lancelot had turned into with his sword fell on these hands, it immediately became a motionless sword.

No matter what kind of weapon and what kind of person, it is impossible to break through these hands. These hands themselves are already the most terrifying weapons.

Choked, the sword shattered. After all, this was a long sword picked at random, and it couldn't withstand the squeeze of the two people's strength.

The fragments of the sword scattered down, but Gru's chest had already bloomed with a large bright red blood flower, and not only the chest, but also the entire upper body had countless small wounds in an instant, and the blood was flowing from that sculpture-like perfect body.

Spurting out.

The sword did stop in Gru's palm, but the sword power and sword energy did not. No matter Wu Lun, his spirit that had been tense like a bowstring had been released, even if his body could still react mentally and willfully.

It has been dispersed. Although Lancelot was affected and his momentum and sword power were also hindered, it is still there. If it were someone else's body and the sword was not broken, the overflowing sword power and sword intention would be enough.

Cut any body into a bunch of pieces.

Gru groaned, his palm loosened, and then the hilt of Lancelot's sword poked his chest. With a bang, Gru flew backwards.

What stabbed his chest was just a bare, edgeless sword hilt. The sword hilt did not penetrate his body, but a huge sword appeared on his back, a blood-red sword. Sword Intention Sword

The force has penetrated him.

Blood not only gushed out from his body and back, but also spit out from his mouth, scattering into a red tail in the air along the route he flew backwards.

Victory? Lancelot froze on the spot, watching Gru being hit by his sword and flying out wildly.

Sword intention, sword power, and sword energy are not entities, but are far more harmful than entities. No one can bear such a sword in the chest.

But the first thing Lancelot felt was not the joy of victory. Instead, he was angry. He turned around and shouted: "Who made the random move?"

No one responded, and the cardinals who launched a surprise attack were unable to even leave a body behind.

He really won. Gru flew dozens of meters and landed on the ground. The sword light that passed through his body plowed a deep trench on the ground around him. He could not stand up again.

No one can stand up after losing so much blood and being stabbed through the chest by a sword. Even if he is already the strongest person in the continent.

But Lancelot, who had knocked down the strongest man on the continent with one sword, now only felt emptiness and loss.

That paralysis technique actually affected not only Gru, he was also among them. It was not as the cardinals imagined that Gru's sudden stagnation would give Lancelot an excellent opportunity. The confrontation between the two

The spirits are wrestling with each other with all their strength, just like two people who are fighting against each other. One of them suddenly loses strength due to external force, and the other will also lose balance.

This sword was actually just a sword struck because he noticed the opponent's haste. It was not perfect. It was not even a full blow. But it was such a hasty and careless sword that knocked down the man on whom he had staked all his soul and spirit.

Someone to defeat.

"General Gru..." The orc who saw this scene let out a scream, and then all the orcs looked here, stunned. That was the God of War in their minds, but now he was knocked down.

.All the orcs who could escape rushed towards Gru who fell to the ground.

The orcs were already at a disadvantage due to the huge difference in numbers, and now they began to show signs of defeat.

He should have taken this opportunity to rush over, but Gru had fallen and no one could be his opponent, but Lancelot sighed sadly and turned around to run towards the Hall of Light.

Also running towards the Hall of Light was Talis, followed closely behind by Inham.

Talis resisted Ayime, who was knocked unconscious by him, and was surrounded by a sacred shield. With this magic, she withstood the sandstorm kicked by Gru just now, and separated from Inham.

distance.

She knew that she was no match for Inham, and judging from the fact that the necromancer who had always kept it secret had just attacked the orcs who were in the way. She also knew that this person had no scruples for this leaf, even if it meant killing someone to take it.

The leaves were also spared. There was a whole team of elite swordsmen guarding the entrance of the Hall of Light, as well as a cardinal and several high priests. Together with them, they were enough to deal with Inham.

"Bishop Inham, what are you going to do?"

Lancelot saw the two chasing each other, and suddenly increased his speed and inserted himself between the two from the side, stopping him in front of Inham.

Inham had to stop and said coldly: "Knight Talis stole my things, so of course I will chase her."

Lancelot was a little surprised that this person who had always puzzled him actually now had a slightly flustered and anxious look on his face. What surprised him even more was that this person couldn't even control his murderous aura and intention. If he

It's not that I'm not sure that I can be killed here instantly, I'm afraid I'll do it right away.

Even if Lancelot didn't know exactly what it was that could make this person lose his normalcy, he knew how to deal with it. He said calmly: "Master Bishop, don't worry. No matter what it is, as long as it is confirmed

It’s yours, so it will be given to you naturally.”

After saying this, Lancelot could feel something jumping on the cardinal in front of him, like a ferocious beast lurking in the darkness that wanted to choose people to eat. But he didn't care.

At such a distance, even if he didn't have a sword in his hand, it wouldn't be a problem to kill a magician.

"It seems that this war is almost over." Lancelot glanced at the crowd of orcs gathering in the center of the square. It was more like being driven away than gathering. Gru's fall was almost a blow to the orcs.

It's fatal. "Why don't we go see His Majesty together and wait for him to judge whether that thing should be given to you."

At this moment, a man rushed out of the Hall of Light. It was Bishop Adela. He looked around and shouted sadly to the people around him: "Everyone, His Majesty has passed away."

"What?" Everyone who heard it, including Lancelot, was shocked. But before they could wake up from the shock, Adela shouted something even more surprising to them. He raised his right hand high,

Holding a piece of paper in his hand: "The situation is urgent. Your Majesty has left a will for me to act as pope. Here is your Majesty's suicide note."


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