"How arrogant, Caster!"
As soon as Diarmui finished speaking, he rotated the gun body with both hands, swung it into two phantoms, tore apart the airflow, and his whole body suddenly exuded extremely condensed power.
Renn didn't reply at all. He held the magic knife in both hands, his black pupils were as cold as the water in a deep pool, and his breath was mixed with bloody murderous intent.
This is not a competition. If you can do it, stop talking nonsense.
Brother Brush looked at Renn attentively. The opponent's evil aura and free standing posture could only be honed by those who have been on the battlefield for a long time.
He immediately put away some of the sense of disobedience caused by his class. Although it seemed very strange, he was extremely sure that this magician was very good at close combat.
"Although I have a lot of questions about you, it's obvious that you don't want to talk more, so I'll just ask, why do you have this ability to hide weapons?"
Diarmuid stared intensely at the ball of "air" in Ren's hand with an inquiring look on his face. This ability that seemed to be exactly the same as the King of Knights was what he was most curious about.
For this reason, he resisted asking him why, as a magician, he liked to fight with enemies with bayonets.
He didn't know the other person well, he only knew that with Wu Ming's attitude at the moment, he could at most answer one of his questions.
"It's hard to explain. I can only tell you that this is the Wind King's barrier. It's essentially a kind of magic. Okay, it's time for you to get on your way!"
As soon as he finished speaking, murderous intent rose into the sky.
Ren was wearing a silver knight's armor, holding an invisible magic blade in his hand, and cracked the ground with his boots. He was surrounded by a whirlwind and charged directly!
Lancer's eyes suddenly condensed, and he had no time to think about anything. The figure in front of him flickered, and he was already approaching, and the invisible blade whizzed over.
It's so fast, no slower than him as a spearman.
Lancer's heart trembled, and he eliminated distracting thoughts in an instant. He stepped on thin steps, raised his left hand and swiped the spear.
clang!
Just hearing a crisp sound of metal and iron, Lancer felt an invisible blade of tyrannical power coming from him. The force was so fierce that he took two steps back to stabilize his body.
Renn's B+ level strength, coupled with the impact caused by similar magic release skills, can stabilize the opponent's front line.
After just one collision, Diarmuid's arm felt a little numb and he knew that his strength was at a disadvantage.
Huh~
There was no extra time to think. In an instant, Renne was approaching like a ghost, and the sharp aura of the invisible magic sword was chilling.
'Soul Blade──Blood Slash'
Accompanied by a pungent smell of blood, the blade tore through the air, carrying a huge force, and suddenly struck down on the head!
Lancer's pupils shrank, and almost as a reflex, he raised Huang Qiangwei, the shorter gun, and hurriedly blocked the blow.
Clang!
Sparks shot out, and the powerful and heavy magic knife pressed down on Huang Qiangwei. Lancer's left arm sank down, and the invisible magic knife cut a bloody mark on his shoulder.
The next second, Lancer moved his right arm, and Red Rose's gun blade quickly slashed towards Ren's neck, but he blocked it with a wave of his knife, and the two of them passed each other.
Brother Brush glanced at the blood marks on his shoulder. He couldn't see the length of the knife clearly and was slightly injured.
However, he was not afraid, just like dealing with the King of Knights, he would know after testing it a few times with the demon-breaking red rose.
He raised the red spear with his right hand and took the initiative to attack. The spear blade slashed horizontally and vertically as fast as lightning, tearing the air and colliding with the incoming invisible magic knife!
Clang, clang, clang!
Gold and iron clashed, and sparks flew everywhere.
As the whirlwind roared, the Wind King's barrier dissipated, and the magic sword revealed its blue-purple blade, constantly fighting with the red rose!
Diarmuid's eyes lit up, and he roughly knew the size of the knife, but before he could be happy, the opponent's knife skills suddenly changed.
'Soul Blade──Shadow Killer'
The cold light suddenly rose, and Ren's knife slashed through the void, and three bright knife lights suddenly appeared in the night!
This──
Brother Brush's breath was stagnant, and he raised his two spears in the flash of lightning to block the two sword rays. The next second, he tilted his body as hard as possible and turned sideways in embarrassment.
Tsk~
The tip of the knife passed by, and a beautiful blood flower bloomed. Diarmuid glanced at the deep bone scar on his chest, with shock still remaining in his eyes.
"What a terrifying sword skill, Caster. This must be a multi-dimensional twisting phenomenon. It's really an inhuman skill."
Brother Brush held back the pain, his tone was full of praise, and his eyes were fixed on Renn. If he hadn't escaped quickly just now, he would have been cut in half!
Although he had caught a glimpse of it on Warehouse Street, Renn's back was turned to him at that time. He thought that the other party was just swinging the sword fast enough, but he never thought that it was all at the same time.
"It's embarrassing. Your spear skills are not bad. Among the people I know, you can rank second." Ren's expression was indifferent, and he clenched the magic knife again with both hands.
Diarmuid's marksmanship was very impressive, and in his impression, only Carlos, the "gun ghost" in the steam world, was obviously better than him.
The rest are almost the same at most.
"Really? Your sword skills are really eye-opening, the only ones I've seen in my life."
Diarmuid smiled slightly, clenched his guns, and the fiery fighting spirit burned in his chest. Even though he was seriously injured, he still showed no sign of decline.
He was not surprised that there were people with better spear skills than him. He was best at swordsmanship. Although he was a little curious about which hero Wu Ming said had better spear skills than him, he didn't ask.
Because the other party is not a talkative person at all, he has already drawn his sword again at this moment!
………
"What just happened?" In the nearby building, Irisviel rubbed her sore eyelids.
Jiuyu Maiya shook her head, she didn't see clearly either.
Saber on the side took a deep breath, a little surprised on her face:
"The sword technique that has reached the magic realm, slashes out with one sword, and changes in three directions at the same time, used to break through the defense."
This move is similar to the secret sword of Sasaki Kojiro, the gatekeeper swordsman in the fifth battle - "Swallow Return", but Renn will not kill Feiyan, so it is different.
The difference is that "Yan Hui" uses three swords to cut out the sealed space and attack a certain point to form a decisive blow. The "Shadow Killing" cuts in three directions at the same time, used to break through the enemy's defense.
This style can cut four swords in the steam world, but Renn's swordsmanship level has not declined. This is just a natural difference in different worlds.
………
In the abandoned factory, Ren and Diarmuid continued to fight, and the battle became fierce.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang──
Accompanied by a wail that sounded like the air was being shattered, the two spears and the magic knife erupted with a terrifying sound during the collision, and the shock wave quickly rushed in all directions!
The more he beat Diarmui, the more frightened he became. Wuming's sword skills were extremely proficient, and his offense and defense were integrated. Every move was filled with awe-inspiring murderous intent, and his moves had almost no flaws.
The scariest thing is his state.
No matter how fierce and domineering the sword technique is, the evil spirit is astonishing. But his eyes were still as clear as a mirror, calm, as if they contained no emotion.
Dang, Dang, Dang!
The clash of weapons never stopped, sparks continued to splash, the light of guns and swords criss-crossed, and the flow of magic set off was destroying and trampling in this abandoned warehouse unscrupulously...
It has only been two minutes since Ren and Lancer fought, but in such a short period of time, the two have already fought hundreds of times!
The two figures were tangled together, moving around like ghosts. They could only be distinguished by the weapons that flashed away between attacks.
laugh!
The sword flashed across, and another blood flower appeared. Diarmuid stepped back repeatedly, and a knife mark appeared on his arm again.
By now, he had been hit by the opponent five times, and his grass-green uniform was dyed red with blood. Except for the knife on his chest, the rest were only minor injuries.
However, this rather serious injury made Diarmuid's dodge movements and spear skills slightly inconsistent. He was suppressed by Ren's sword skills and continued to bleed.
After this blow, the two sides once again distanced themselves.
Diarmuid took the opportunity to take a breath and stared at the almost unscathed enemy on the opposite side.
Ren held the magic knife with a very cold expression.
There were only a few scars left by yellow roses on his silver-white armor, but there were no injuries.
Although the yellow spear has a curse effect, it does not have the demon-breaking ability of the red rose and can be defended by the knight's armor. As for the red spear's stabs, he blocked them all.
"Lancer, it seems that he has been suppressed." Irisviel said inside the building.
Maiya nodded. The two sides fought so fast that it was difficult for her to see the battle clearly, but Diarmuid kept retreating and there were obvious blood stains on his body.
Saber was a little fascinated, and her green eyes couldn't hide the excitement. She really wanted to replace one of them and compete with the other.
But soon, she sighed, her eyes a little complicated:
"I have to admit, that guy's sword skills are better than Lancer's marksmanship. If the fight continues like this, the injuries will continue to accumulate, and Lancer will definitely lose."
Arturia didn't know what she was feeling at the moment, but she knew that if she faced Wuming in this state, she would be suppressed mercilessly.
In the battlefield, the fighting continues.
The super agility of both sides meant that after the battle broke out, their movements could not be judged with the naked eye. The violent winds continued continuously!
The whole process seemed to be illusory and insubstantial. Only the brief pause when the weapons of both sides collided could allow people to see the fleeting shadows of the two men clearly.
But Lancer's proud martial arts skills have been suppressed. He can't find a single flaw in the enemy's body. No matter how he slashes and stabs with his gun blade, he is blocked one by one.
But Diarmuid's fighting spirit was even higher than before.
But the same is true for Renn. He seems to be tireless, attacking like a tide without any stagnation. His A+ level durability is better than the spearman's physical strength.
Lancer had gone all out. The high-intensity battle made all the muscles in his body seem to scream, but he was still firmly suppressed.
A clear understanding arose in Diarmuid's heart that he needed to give it a try. Such a powerful enemy was worth all his efforts.
Diarmuid, who realized his situation, took a deep breath, and the veins in the arm holding the gun jumped.
But before he could take action, something strange happened.
"Aroundight!"
Ren recited the magic sword's true name softly, his aura surged, and all his abilities increased by one level.
'We can't go on like this, otherwise we will definitely lose. '
The pressure increased suddenly. Brother Brush didn't care too much and chose to take the initiative, almost giving up defense!
Approaching Ren in an instant, the red spear as fast as thunder roared through the night sky and pierced his heart.
laugh!
Blood spattered, and the tip of the spear pierced Ren's body in one fell swoop. However, such a smooth situation made Diarmuid horrified.
'Spell──Starry Sky Reflection'
Ren's figure dissipated like smoke, split into three instantly, and slashed at Diarmuid with knives from all directions!
There was a warning sign in Lancer's heart, and the strength of his arms almost exceeded his own limit. He raised his spear and pierced the two fake bodies with both spears, but he was still a beat too slow.
'Soul Blade──Onikiri'
Ren's real body's eyes were cold, and the magic sword was like a poisonous snake spitting out a message. Taking advantage of the moment when the spearman returned to defense, he revealed his gap and slashed towards the main artery of Diarmuid's neck.
At the critical moment of life and death, Brother Brush's pupils shrank, and there was no chance of him getting back on defense. He only had time to tilt his head.
puff!
The sword flashed and blood surged out.
Lancer's right arm was cut off at shoulder level, and the demon-breaking red rose fell to the ground with a clang. This time, the Lancer was already in a desperate situation.
"Was that magic just now? Ahem... Sorry, I asked a strange question and almost forgot that you are a Caster."
Lancer shook his head, glanced at his bloody shoulder, and held Huang Qiangwei with his remaining left arm.
"If you don't surrender, do you plan to continue?" Ren asked as he held the magic knife.
Diarmuid suddenly smiled, without fear, and pointed the tip of his gun at Ren:
"Haha, this is impossible! There is no knight who surrenders, right? Wu Ming, I don't know which heroic spirit you are, but your power makes my blood boil.
I have a great time today, come and chop off my head, Diarmuid, and use my blood to embellish my honor! But be careful, don't get killed by me! "
Although seriously injured, Diarmuid had a cheerful smile on his face. He suppressed all fatigue and ignored the pain. His whole body was as indestructible as an unsheathed sword.
"Come and fight! A showdown of life and death!"
Diarmuid's eyes flashed with a frightening look, his body trembled slightly, and his blood was already boiling.
"Okay! Let's fight!!" Ren's eyes flashed with blue light, he also shouted and charged with a knife.
boom!
The next moment, the boiling fighting spirit of both sides almost shook the entire battlefield, and the ground trembled.
Clang, clang, clang!
The magic spears and magic knives collided almost crazily, with deafening roars that never stopped, and no one could be seen at all.
The air was roughly cut and shredded, creating substantial wind blade turbulence, cutting mottled and staggered dents into the surrounding ground, and plowing out ravines!
Wait until the two sides pass by.
Diarmuid's body was already dripping with blood, and blood was oozing out from the horrific knife wounds, but his eyes were brighter than ever before, and he slowly raised the yellow gun.
The next moment, he forgot about his fatigue, ignored his injuries, and put aside his worries about his Master. He threw away all life and death, victory, defeat, honor and disgrace, and only saw the enemy in front of him.
"kill!"
He stabbed out a spear, pointing directly at Ren's chest. The speed of the spear tip was as fast as thunder, and the power was as strong as a cannon being fired!
"kill!"
Ren also shouted loudly, and the energy of the stars in his body was released like a tsunami, attacking with attack, crushing him back with a stronger offensive.
boom! !
The roar resounded through the sky, the air waves surged wildly, and the magic power tore through the atmosphere in an instant. The knife and the gun collided. The two men's bodies trembled, and the weapons were swung away almost at the same time.
It's now!
Diarmuid's eyes glowed with astonishing energy, ignoring the whine of his muscles, shaking his arm, squeezing out the last bit of strength, and moved the spear back instantly!
He rushed forward at the expense of his body, almost as a man and a gun, and stabbed Ren's neck with one shot. The speed was too fast, the afterimage flashed, and there was a sonic boom in an instant!
Every inch is stronger.
At this distance, his spear must hit the opponent first. Even if he may be decapitated with a knife in the end, he can still severely injure the opponent, and even die together with the opponent.
This was his final blow.
After his muscles made this movement, Diarmuid looked at Ren, and then he realized that the opponent's palm had already been released.
Why?
Before the shocked expression appeared, the invisible magic knife was still falling.
Under Diarmuid's eyes mixed with confusion, a dark golden spear was held in Ren's hand!
'Soul Spear──Broken Army! '
Bloody murderous intent swept across the world, like thousands of horses galloping, accompanied by the majestic evil spirit that materialized. Ren stabbed out with a spear, and the sound of wind and thunder exploded!
It was faster, more decisive, and more fierce and domineering than Lancer's shot. Like a thunderous spear of destruction, it pierced Diarmuid's left arm in an instant.
puff!
Blood spattered and Diarmuid's left arm was torn apart instantly!
The dark golden spear passed through his severed arm and continued unabated. It cut across the ground like a drill, tearing up countless gravel and sand along the way, and finally sank completely into the ground.
Only then did the ground tremble violently. Diarmuid sat down on the ground with shock remaining in his eyes.
A moment later, with his body covered in bruises and his arms completely broken, Lancer came back to his senses. Covered in blood, he watched Ren pick up his guns and sighed.
He lost, completely.
Although he was tricked due to his inferior intelligence, he was defeated head-on. He did not feel any unwillingness or dissatisfaction. Instead, he felt contented.
Just like he once tricked Saber, these are all upright methods, and they are not sneak attacks, assassinations, or poisoning. There is nothing to say that his skills are inferior to others.
"Amazing, a very amazing shot." Diarmuid knew he was going to die, but he didn't care.
He was still thinking about the battle just now.
Ren picked up the demon-breaking red rose and the inevitable yellow rose, silently recited an analysis, and then looked at Diarmuid:
"The glorious appearance, today's battle is very enjoyable."
"Haha, me too!"
