In the basement.
The thick black mist seemed to be opening a floodgate and pouring into the hall from the door frame of the training room.
"What a shame..."
Grab, grab, grab. There were many strange and inexplicable sounds coming from the black mist, and twisted human-head-like shadows could be vaguely seen flying inside, dotted with faint white flames.
Artoria's expression was solemn, and the white flame had no warmth at all. Instead, it gave her an extremely cold feeling, and the coldness penetrated her flesh and bone marrow.
The black fog was also cold and damp like an undertow, especially the pair of crimson and violent eyes in the thick fog, which put a lot of pressure on her.
What exactly is that?
Undead, ghosts, demons?
She has only been in this world for a short time and has never encountered such a thing. She doesn't quite understand what the black figure with disheveled hair and a gilt mask in the black mist is.
She didn't want to think too much, the black shadow couldn't hold it any longer.
"Scared~"
A terrifying roar came from the thick fog, the black fog surged, and hundreds of iron chains stained with biting white cold flames "whispered" out of the fog, wrapping around and sweeping toward her like tentacles!
Arturia's eyes focused and she stepped lightly.
A snowflake-shaped "holy halo" enveloped herself, and the radiant holy power flowed on her body, dispelling the chill.
Huh~
She swung her sword, and a red sword light shot through the air. The bright sword energy tore through the black mist, and the indestructible red gold sword light shattered dozens of black iron chains in an instant!
The broken iron chains clanked to the ground, but more chains pierced the black mist, entangled with the cold white flames and continued to stab at her!
At the same time, many human-headed monsters flew out of the black mist. These monsters seemed to be made of gray bones, with distorted faces and pale teeth.
Her face changed slightly, Arturia knew she couldn't go on like this.
Her condition is actually very bad. She has been practicing the Paladin professional skills for almost a day since the morning. Although the progress is very good, it also makes her physically and mentally exhausted.
At this moment, the spiritual energy in the body has dropped to a relatively low level, and the combat effectiveness is less than 70% of its peak state.
"Holy Light Slash!"
With a sweet cry, King Daimao channeled the surging holy power in his body into the new holy sword. Amidst the clear and joyful sound of the sword, a dazzling white sword light shattered all the black chains in front of him!
The bright sword light roared through the black fog, killing all the will-o'-the-wisp chains and human-headed monsters on the path, and struck at the pair of looming scarlet eyes in the black fog!
Tear!
A pale palm suddenly stretched out from the thick fog.
The terrifying big hand covered with densely packed tiny chains accurately grasped the white sword light, pinched it hard with five fingers, and crushed the sword light with a "click"!
At the same time, King Daimao slashed out with several more swords.
The sword light flickered and intertwined, the extremely sharp sword energy cut across the iron chain, and the surging red dragon power turned into a high-temperature flame tornado that lingered on the sword light. The sword light burned the head-shaped monster that rushed up in one fell swoop!
Taking this opportunity, she took a heavy step, followed the trace of the holy light that broke through the thick fog, and jumped more than ten meters.
Passing through the black mist, people were still rushing forward in the low air. King Da Mao had already raised the holy sword filled with cold light.
Zheng!
Accompanied by the extremely passionate sound of the sword, a bright red and white sword light struck the tall ghost figure wearing a gilt mask and beheaded him!
At the end of the black mist that had not yet closed, the ghost's blood-red eyes suddenly widened.
With a low roar, he did not dodge or dodge, facing the majestic sword light that tore the atmosphere, and raised his fist covered with dark iron chains.
嘘戅戅. boom!
The ghost shadow's fierce punch brought up a wave-like black tide, and faced the sharp sword light slashed by King Da Mao head-on!
Clang──! !
Gold and iron clash, and sparks burst out.
The sword blade and the fist collided with each other, and the red and white sword energy and the undercurrent fist were intertwined, creating a huge wave of air and wind!
In the surging black mist, the body of the Dead-Mao King was surrounded by holy light and red lotus-like flames, while the body of the tall ghost was wrapped with dense black chains.
Her golden hair danced gently, and her cold eyes looked at the blood-red pupils under the ghost mask.
Clang, clang, clang!
The sword blade released streaks of sword light, constantly cutting through the dark iron chains emerging from the ghost's fists. Sparks flew everywhere, and the two were in a stalemate for a while.
The next second, King Daimao's eyes narrowed, and the power of the red dragon exploded, transforming her arms into the shape of dragon claws.
The holy sword in her hand shone brightly. She forced the ghost figure back with one sword strike, and then slashed at the ghost figure's neck. The ghost figure immediately pulled back and leaned back to narrowly avoid the sword energy.
Zhengzheng~
The sword energy was flowing freely, and King Da Mao took advantage of the situation to attack fiercely. One sword after another was stacked like a tide, without giving the enemy a chance to breathe.
The bright sword lights cut off the iron chains, broke through the black fog, and slashed hard at the masked ghost!
To the surprise of King Daimao, the ghost figure suddenly changed its momentum.
A majestic fisting intention rose up, his eyes were filled with blood, and his iron fists were as steady as mountains, smashing the sword light she slashed out one by one!
Dang, Dang, Dang!
The roar of gold and iron came and went, echoing in the basement.
The two figures fought together, and King Da Mao became more and more surprised the more they fought.
This masked fierce ghost was unconscious and unable to communicate, but his boxing skills were very organized, like a mountain, powerful and heavy, and blocked her various sword moves.
To have such martial arts skills based solely on instinct, he must have been a prominent figure during his lifetime.
He was a little impressed in his heart, but feeling the spiritual energy in his body gradually drying up, King Da Mao knew that he could not go on like this.
She is in a very bad state at the moment and needs to be dealt with quickly.
clang!
The fists and swords collided again.
After the sword blade blocked his fierce punch, she showed a flaw. Her arms seemed to be numb and her body staggered back.
The tall ghost screamed and took advantage of the situation to pursue him. Due to the height difference, he punched down with a fist wrapped around the iron chain, and the fierce fist hit King Da Mao's head.
Clang!
She had a cold face, raised her sword with both arms to hold his iron fist, her body sank slightly, and her boots sank into the ground.
Crackling~
Suddenly a thunder halo spread out under her feet, purple thunder and blue lightning quickly spread to the holy sword, and the thunder light instantly flowed into Ghost Shadow's iron fist, making his body tremble.
good chance.
A bright sword light instantly penetrated the black fog, and the holy sword lingering in the red lotus flame surged with milky white holy power, and pierced the belly of the tall ghost in one fell swoop!
However, what surprised King Daimao was that the holy sword only penetrated half of it, as if it was stuck in an iron wall.
The holy power dispelled the black mist lingering on the ghost figure.
Only then did she realize that not only his arms, but also the ghost's body was covered with densely packed dark iron chains. Countless chains on the skin of his belly rushed towards the body of the holy sword, blocking the holy sword tightly!
Grab, grab, grab. What's even more terrifying is that under those dark iron chains, there are pale, bloodless, twisted faces.
These ferocious faces are chewing on the chains that bind them and the body of the masked ghost!
In addition to using the iron chains on both arms, more than half of the will-o'-the-wisp chains on his body seemed to be restraining and suppressing himself!
What a terrifying ghost, King Daimao was shocked.
Just as she was about to pull out the holy sword, the blood-red pupils of the disheveled devil shone fiercely.
Roar! !
He let out a terrifying roar, grabbed the holy sword with one palm, and suddenly stretched out his other hand. The iron fist carrying the pale white flame stirred up the endless wind and hit her like a hammer!
King Daimao's pupils shrank, and a dreamlike light rain suddenly spread on his left palm, merging with the power of the red dragon.
This is another of her psychic powers - the light of the soul.
She squeezed the fist seal that was filled with a layer of divine light, and punched him in the chest without showing any signs of weakness!
Bang──bang!
Two huge muffled sounds echoed in the basement. King Da Mao was punched by the ghost and flew backwards. His petite body hit the wall, causing the wall to crack.
The ghost also groaned, and his tall body began to stagger back.
King Daimao knelt on one knee, supporting his body with his sword.
Her face was slightly pale, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, and a piece of the red-gold armor on her shoulders was broken.
There was bright red blood slowly flowing out from the broken parts of the armor, and it was also stained with some strange black air. It was so cold that she felt a bone-piercing pain, and she couldn't use her left arm at all.
Ghosting is equally uncomfortable.
There was a ferocious sword mark on his chest. The milky-white holy power corroded his wound like sulfuric acid, bursts of black smoke came out, and there was a white fist mark on his chest.
Around the fist mark, dreamy light rain seeped into his body, causing the dense iron bars on his body to melt.
The beliefs of protection, justice, and order contained in the light of the soul made the red light in his eyes dim slightly, and the crazy murderous intention emanating from him faded a little.
However, the ghost figure wearing the gilt mask is still impressive.
He was surrounded by billowing black smoke and faint flames, just like the Demon God of the Abyss, standing quietly aside.
Upon seeing this, the Daimao King gritted his teeth and stood up. She understood that this terrifying ghost had not used its full strength just now.
He didn't untie all the restraints, half of his strength was suppressing himself.
Her condition was very poor, her injuries were severe, and the worst part was that the spiritual energy in her body was almost exhausted. She faced off against the ghosts in the thick fog with her sword, not daring to act rashly.
What makes King Da Mao a little puzzled is that the fierce ghost wearing a gilt mask and disheveled hair did not take the opportunity to attack, otherwise she might be in trouble.
The fortress of Yunxuan Pavilion. I don’t understand why, but it’s a good thing.
The pseudo-Avalon in her body trembled slightly, and the scabbard released a burst of light, quickly healing her injury. The black energy on her shoulder was also dispelled, the wound began to heal, and the armor resurfaced.
It would be to her advantage to drag it out.
Arturia held the holy sword, and her holy green eyes stared at the ghost in the thick fog warily. The two sides faced off in silence.
There was a sound of footsteps coming from the stairs.
One person and one ghost looked at that place almost at the same time. A pair of long snow-white legs first came into view. The visitor had black hair like a waterfall, a tall figure, and a stunning face.
She walked down the stairs step by step, and a golden corona released endless scorching light that spread from her feet and quickly covered the entire basement.
Pillars of golden light burned in the void, and the black mist in the basement melted quickly like ice and snow under the scorching sun.
The prototype of the domain──Eternal Flare Wheel.
Bathed in golden light, Kesha walked down the stairs with a calm expression. King Da Mao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.
She doesn't know Ren's girlfriend very well, but Kesha's strength should be stronger than Ren's currently.
Valkyrie's gaze gradually turned cold as she scanned the dilapidated basement full of cracks and rubble.
She looked at the evil spirit with an expressionless face, and said indifferently: "Curse spirit, go back to the ring!"
She knew that Ren's ring housed a fourth-level beast, known as the "Headless Horseman", a terrifying wraith that had roamed the Pugni Plain for hundreds of years.
That ring was originally given to Ren by her as a token of love between the two of them. Later Ren went to the plains.
This resentful spirit chose to stay in the ring due to some reasons back then.
She originally wanted to get rid of this unstable factor, but Ren didn't allow it, and since she didn't see this resentful spirit rioting usually, she had to endure it.
The Headless Horseman just stood silently in a small patch of dense fog, unresponsive.
"Curse Spirit, can't you understand human language? I want you to go back to the ring!" Kesha's eyes were full of evil, and her words filled with murderous intent and orders echoed in the basement.
King Da Mao was startled, a little surprised that Kesha was so strong.
Usually in front of Ren, Valkyrie is very gentle and considerate, so much so that she even thinks that Kesha has a gentler personality.
The white fist marks on the Headless Horseman were gradually covered by black energy, and his eyes turned red again.
Hearing Kesha's murderous words, Li Gui roared.
He seemed to know that the woman in front of him was terrifying.
The Headless Horseman's black hair was flying, and his scarlet eyes wanted to devour anyone. He immediately raised his thick arms wrapped with chains!
Woohoo~
The evil wind roared furiously, and the chains on his arms, thighs, waist and abdomen were untied one by one, and his aura surged.
The densely packed small chains extended and expanded, turning into thousands of iron whips in the blink of an eye, filling the entire basement, and swept towards Kesha and Artoria crazily!
King Daimao's expression changed, and just as he was about to take action, a majestic sword intent that seemed to pierce the sky suddenly erupted!
Her eyes glanced to the side subconsciously.
Kesha's expression on the side was extremely cold, and the raging sun's flames condensed into a golden sword, which was held in her bare hands.
Huh~
With a slight movement of her arm, the Valkyrie sword slashed forward, and the sharp sword light made the entire basement as bright as day! grab, grab, grab
The extremely bright sword energy was as vast as the ocean. First the sword light lit up, and then the sound of the sword echoed.
The sword light swirled and spread in all directions like a storm, reaching almost everywhere. In an instant, it tore through the heavy black mist, cut off the chains, and slashed mercilessly towards the Headless Horseman!
Dang, Dang, Dang!
The sharp sword energy struck the iron chains wrapped around the headless knight's body, causing countless sparks to fly.
He groaned a few times and stepped back under the huge impact.
Seeing this, Kesha took a step forward, her whole body engulfed in golden flames, and in the rolling heat wave, she took a step forward more than ten meters.
She held the sword in one hand across her side, raised her fist high in the air, and suddenly closed her five fingers, compressing them to the extreme. The sun's flames turned her fist into a small sun!
Boom!
Amidst the loud noise that made the air feel like it was being squeezed, her whole body of energy and blood surged like a long dragon. Her unparalleled fist power suppressed everything, and her fists crushed towards the Headless Horseman!
Covered in black fog and iron chains, the violent ghost could only raise his arms to block.
Boom──Bang! !
The dazzling golden fist seal directly tore through the mist, shattered the iron chain, beat Li Gui's body into a stoop, and flew backwards like a cannonball!
There was a loud bang and the entire basement shook.
The terrifying force caused the Headless Horseman's entire back to be embedded in the wall!
The cursed spirit had just shaken off the rubble and dust and stood up from the wall when Kesha's figure had already passed by like lightning.
She raised her beautiful legs covered in golden armor, like a spear piercing the air. The soles of her feet condensed with terrifying golden flames stirred up white air waves. She kicked the ghost's gilded mask hard!
Bang──dang!
The extremely fierce force caused the Headless Horseman's entire head to be squeezed into the wall. The wall shook violently, and terrifying cracks appeared on the wall!
Kesha reached out to brush off the dust on her legs, slowly retracted her long white legs, and took a few steps back.
The fierce ghost's body trembled before it managed to break free of its head from the wall.
Plop!
The tall body of the Headless Horseman fell straight to the ground, and the chains all over his body jingled.
His gilt mask had cracked, his head was covered in dust, and the scars on his body cut by the sword energy were glowing red.
There was also a shoe print burning with golden flames on his chest, and the terrifying high temperature burned his spirit body red.
The fist mark on his arm was even more terrifying.
There were dense golden cracks around the mark, not only on the surface of the body, but even seeping into the limbs, making the Headless Horseman's arms seem to be about to break like cracked porcelain.
The aura on Li Gui's body was sluggish, and he struggled a few times, trying to get up.
boom!
Kesha raised her long white legs and kicked her again.
She stepped hard on the Headless Horseman's mask with her toes, pressed his head hard against the cracked wall and rubbed it.
The fierce ghost roared, but could only struggle feebly.
What a cruel woman.
Witnessing all this, King Da Mao on the side swallowed subconsciously.
The fight just now lasted only ten seconds, and the Headless Horseman, who was comparable to a temple-level transcendent, was almost beaten to death by the Valkyrie.
Slowly lowering her long legs, Kesha's expression was still very cold.
The golden lightsaber in her hand was directly pressed against the throat of the cursed spirit, and her voice was cold and domineering, commanding:
"Go back or die!"
The headless horseman sitting on the ground had his black hair disheveled, his breath was weak, and the blood in his eyes under the mask gradually dissipated.
He seemed to have regained his senses and took a deep look at the woman.嘘戅m戅
The curse spirit exhaled a breath of turbidity, its tall figure gradually disappeared, and a silver-gray ring fell to the ground.
The corona pattern behind her disappeared, and Kesha reached out and picked up the ring.
She traced a jade finger in the void, forming golden runes that were imprinted on the ring.
The Daimao King next to him watched in silence for a while, put away the holy sword in his hand, and for some reason remembered the conversation two days ago.
"Ren, the girlfriend you found is really good. She is beautiful, kind-hearted, gentle and considerate, and her cooking skills are very good..."
"Oh, you really think so?"
"Is not it?"
"Hehe...hehe."
At this moment, Artoria finally understood why Ren showed that strange expression after laughing twice.
No wonder he was so honest in front of her, it turned out he was a coward.
