Chapter 515. Olive branch

Style: Fantasy Author: Remains of the old swordWords: 2171Update Time: 24/02/20 09:01:04
Seeing the intention in the other person's eyes, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Barong's mouth.

Going back two seconds in time, the moment he sensed the return of the spirit sword, Barong had already made what he thought was the most correct judgment.

The opponent is Leighton Manhari's Sword King, whose swift movement can break through the sound barrier in just a split second, making it impossible to predict without concentration.

At that moment, the stealth ended, and the world that had gone infinitely far away under his pupils returned to Barong's eyes in a ten thousandth of a second. What frightened him was the Sword King's background. It was obviously just the initial attack, but the details during it were as indescribable as the stars and universe unfolding before his eyes.

For Gallius, one mistake will not bring more impact, and he only needs to add a second attack to make up for the mistake; but Baron is different, he can only have one chance to make a judgment, and he must not make a mistake. , otherwise your life will be in danger.

Don't try to imagine that the opponent will be merciful during the battle. That kind of luck will only be accompanied by irreparable pain and become a complete joke.

It is necessary to sift out the most likely branch among the countless afterimages split by the opponent's actions. It is extremely difficult to achieve that kind of calculation in an instant.

Only because he sensed the sound of the spiritual sword in advance, Barong could not look back. That is undoubtedly an excellent way to control the nearly infinite variables, allowing him to see clearly the greatest possibility that is displayed in front of him!

His vision combined with his imagination captured the figure of the flying spirit sword. However, Balong did not immediately grasp the hilt of the sword that came to him, because he knew that even the spirit sword deployed with special effects and his own strength could not shake it. The sword intent of the man who was revered as the Sword King - Galius was proud of.

Therefore, the key to breaking the situation must be a countermeasure that the other party could not expect no matter what!

At this moment, the body entered stealth again. The two consecutive expansions of the consciousness field caused great damage to the nerve center. Barong frowned, but only in this black and white world could he clearly capture all the things that were living in front of him. thing.

Even if he knew that the sword would be slashed out after a week of dancing, and the power poured into it would be much stronger than a hasty attack, the current situation would not allow Barong to make such a move while holding the spiritual sword.

The reason for constructing the shape of the sword in my mind is because without actually holding the blade, the sense of power and substance conveyed by Ronbu Pofeng will not be reflected in the hand.

The fantasy blade was held tightly in his hand, and he slashed out with all his strength as Barong turned around!

Before that, the spiritual sword had collided with the heavy sword held by Gallius, but the strong burst of energy could not shake Barong's body and will at all.

"Let's wait until you take this sword and then we can talk!"

His sharp vision penetrated the noise of the strong wind. At this moment, the imaginary blade coincided with the control posture of the spiritual sword. The power of the blade dancing in a circle was accompanied by Barong's hand that grasped the real hilt and swung it out with all his strength!

Under Garius's astonished gaze, the dual power from the perfect combination of Baron's hand and the Spiritual Sword itself crushed him from the other side of the parry in an instant, catching him off guard.

"boom--"

Immediately afterwards, a violent explosion sounded from between the two sides of the confrontation, and Garius, who broke out from behind the dust and smoke, staggered. He retreated more than ten steps and used his heavy sword to strike the ground before he could steady himself.

"I actually... took it...!"

Beads of sweat fell from Barong's forehead. He was holding a spiritual sword and breathing heavily. His half-bent body seemed to be telling of exhaustion. Hearing Joseph's surprised words from behind, he ignored them and instead focused on the man in front of him, who was unharmed but with a look of surprise on his face.

"The excellence of this sword is truly astonishing. The flow of divine eyes is all about judgment. I, who claim to be the only one who masters the fundamentals of the sword, thought that my detailed calculations were already infinite, but I never thought that your detailed calculations would actually be in the end." Above me."

"It's just a fluke. I just know that if I make a mistake in the game with the Sword King, I will be doomed." Facing the other party's gaze, Barong replied with a weak voice.

"I can only say that I have such a talent, but I have not taken the right path. It is really a pity. I appreciate talented people the most." Carrying the heavy sword, Garius shook his head with some regret, but it was very sad. Soon there was a flash of inspiration.

"By the way, how about I give you a chance to be my adopted son? And that little girl also seems to have a pretty good temperament. As long as you cut off the relationship with Rebel, I will come out to ensure that nothing happens to you. "Gellius said, grinning.

"..." Artolis and Baron did not answer, and Joseph also fell into silence.

From the day he escaped from the tavern to the present, the surprise in Joseph's eyes has never dissipated. Indeed, his initial contact with Atoris and Baron was precisely because of their special features. But in the eyes of the two of them, his actions were undoubtedly pulling them into trouble. This kind of bond created for the purpose of exploitation was quite unstable.

Garius, who is currently the sword king, extends an olive branch. Once the two accept it, Joseph will immediately become the target of public criticism. Becoming the adopted son of the Sword King is a dream that many people dream of. There is no reason for that young man not to accept it!

Thinking of this, Joseph's face turned ugly. He couldn't be caught and had to come up with a plan to escape.

"I'm sorry, I accept the Sword King's kindness, but we cannot accept it!"

"Huh?" Baron's answer made not only Joseph, but also Gellius look surprised, and his face suddenly darkened.

"You mean, you know that the road ahead is endless, but you still want to continue walking into the depths?!"

"We have the ability to judge whether it is correct or not. If that path is wrong, then we will cut it off. As I said before, I just promised to take the person away."

"That being said, I can't let you go. If you continue to exist like this, you will inevitably become a hidden danger in the future!"

The Sword King was angered. This was a development that Joseph had not expected. He did not expect that the guy would do it for himself...

"!!!" As soon as Joseph started thinking, he was pierced by an invisible sharp force, and the severe pain from his head dominated his entire body and mind for a while.

The killing intent was real and different from the previous playful temptation. Mentally resisting the opponent's sword intent, Barong gradually straightened up.

Even if the three of them join forces, they will not be a match for Garius, and the outcome will probably be decided in the blink of an eye. But thankfully, there is no need to go head-to-head with the opponent right now.

"Brush—" As a black light and shadow flashed across his eyes, the relationship between the three of them and Garius shattered like a mirror impact.

The incomplete Blood Scythe in her hand glowed with platinum light, and as Atoris slashed out with her sword, the surrounding space shattered.

"Let's go!"

The girl's call came to his ears. After meeting Galius's stunned gaze, Baron nodded, then grabbed the lapel of Joseph's clothes and followed Artolis to escape from the crack in space.