To be precise, I don't seem to have any effect.
There is a generally accepted saying among all professionals that although the ninth level and the legendary level may seem to be only one level apart, the difference is actually huge.
This is almost perfect.
Those above level nine are called legends, and those below level nine are called ordinary professionals. Except for the hidden profession, no one can fight against the legend at level nine.
Legends fight against legends, ordinary professionals fight against ordinary...
"What is a legend? What is an ordinary professional?" Eisman's tone didn't sound like he was joking.
While interrupting my recollection of this aspect, the old and energetic voice continued: "I don't quite understand how you classify the current levels, but I know one thing, people have infinite possibilities, so human beings have unlimited possibilities. Only then can we survive from the first era to the present."
But this is not the reason for me to die myself...
"But this is no reason for you to sit back and watch. I think you are strong enough to break the rules."
I just evaluate the risks. If the high probability of failure is accompanied by high risks, I will choose not to do it.
"The chance of failure is not as high as you think. I know that guy. He is just holding on."
……ha?
Eisman continued unhurriedly: "He is a bat ghost who has killed all his kind. He just wants to get pleasure in the battle by any means, so he will use all his strength no matter what kind of battle it is. Even when it is clear that the power is exhausted, new revelations will suddenly come to the rescue and the defeat will be reversed."
An explosive Super Saiyan...
"Human beings now have a lot of new words."
Please ignore what I just said.
But since you said that, as the person who knows Ulysses best, do you know his weaknesses?
"That guy doesn't like death."
… Today’s three views have really been reset.
"Ulysses only likes fighting, but the premise of fighting is not to kill the opponent, but to get pleasure from the fighting itself, or..."
Can you, old man, stop saying half the truth?
"Because that's just a guess." Eisman's tone was a little embarrassing. "I heard that he is one of the oldest bat ghosts, so he lost his meaning in his long life, and in the end he only played in battle. Only then can I feel alive..."
Who came up with the reason for such a young man? I want to give him a little red flower.
"This is what I feel." Eisman's tone was a little strange. "After all, I have been his prison guard for such a long time, so I have some feelings."
...Then I take back my preamble.
So you mean to let me die?
"Just kill him. Try your Sword of Lament. Since you can use it, it shows that you have this resilience."
Is it considered tough to be able to endure pain and hold back from crying?
"Forget it," Eisman replied.
Your encouragement is really depressing...
"I'm sorry, because as an ancient person to you, I really can't think of any good way."
I lifted the sword and pressed down the hilt slightly to make a starting gesture.
Then, present the facts and be reasonable.
observe.
Although the blood is everywhere, one thing I can definitely know is that these Dingxi should be similar to the Nolan Lusi Dark Curtain effect, so in fact, magic can be released normally or normal activities can be carried out inside.
It's just that all magic will be weakened...
So it seems that the momentum is huge and seamless, but it is just a subconscious feeling. When the strength of both sides is similar, there will definitely be loopholes in the confrontation.
In mid-air, Nolan Lusi fell down without hesitation, caught the momentum and rushed towards Ulysses me like a black drill. Faced with this level of piercing attack, without any defense ability on his body, Relying solely on physical strength will definitely lead to injuries, so the best way is to dodge...
Just as I thought, he easily dodged this somewhat simple attack, but he didn't expect that Nolan Lusi would forcefully twist his body around his heels the moment he landed, showing incredible flexibility at the same time. , the dark long sword slashed at Ulysses with a sweeping momentum.
A red bloody shield was automatically generated in front of him, and after colliding with the dark sword, it made a dull sound——
Both sides froze for a moment.
Nolan Lusi was neutralizing the force of the counterattack, while Ulysses was resisted by the impact and had no way to care about anything other than defense.
"Like...this is my point of view."
accelerate.
In an instant, the quick-charging magic circle on my body was activated, and multiple galloping spells were applied to my body.
The blood gas and dark curtain effects can only weaken the release of magic, but they cannot prevent the physical phenomenon. In other words, if I apply a huge acceleration to myself outside of the blood gas in advance, the speed inside the blood gas will be enough for me to use.
The Sword of Lament??slander.
A tough breakthrough sword move, a violent move that can cut apart shields and bodies at the same time!
Of course, this is just what my master said when he taught it to me.
The energy disappeared in a flash in the black air and blood mist. After I thought about what to do, all my strength was devoted to executing the plan.
At the moment when I was stiff, my sword passed lightly from Ulysses' back in an instant, as if passing through a mold.
The sword is too fast.
The flesh and blood were severed together with Ulysses's spine, and a large amount of blood and energy poured in to try to repair the injury, but the loss of control of the body at this moment was like slow motion for a strong man, right?
It's too late.
Nolan Lesi's sword is like the thunder of the dark abyss, drawing the shadow of death in despair, rising and then falling, taking away life.
A big hole was opened in Ulysses' chest, and his heart was split into two.
"You... are very powerful." Ulysses smiled with relief, "Reminds me of my apprentice. She was just so close to killing me, but she ran away in the end."
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure suddenly disintegrated into a pool of blood, disappearing as if he had never appeared in this world.
There is no proof.
"Is this the end?" Kellas was stunned for a moment, and said with some confusion, "Normally speaking, this is the climax of the knight, and it would take half a book! Just now, there was a painting that required hundreds of rounds to spin the millstone. In this posture, I just took out some firewood and prepared the meal and all the time was gone?"
"Usually, this is called a master's fight in an instant." I snapped my fingers, lit a fire and burned the blood left by Ulysses on the ground, "So... it's over for now."
