Seizing the opportunity that Baron created for herself, Artoris took Afrot and Kujoji Genro, who were defeated and dying, away from the center of the battlefield. After bringing the two back to the city to settle down, he stepped onto the high wall alone and returned to this bloody battlefield.
That competition couldn't even be described in words. Even the girl who was skilled in fighting could only be dumbfounded by the sight of fierce competition in every inch of the air.
If we regard the ruined battlefield behind the high wall as the result of the collision of the two, then it is not difficult to recall how sinister the things that happened here were.
After all, the scene in front of her was an indisputable fact. Before this, Artolis had never seen anyone who could face the oppression of the Twelve Heavenly Capital Flag Locking Dragon Formation without falling behind.
That was a heaven and earth formation with overwhelming power, an absolute killer move that even the gods were afraid of. But above this, the young swordsman who confronted Barong did not retreat.
The destruction and killing seemed to repeat endlessly. Even after experiencing so many confrontations at the scene, the young swordsman failed to collapse due to exhaustion. He was seriously injured but still kept close and retreating from the chain's attack at all corners.
How on earth can you achieve that point? That kind of situation, even in the girl's ups and downs life, is definitely an unprecedented dilemma. But unlike himself, the young swordsman has always been as unruly as a ferocious beast, like an aloof person who dominates everything with greed.
This is the fact. The so-called [Blessing of the First Sight Kill] is an absolute gain that overrides all laws. You cannot win from the opponent no matter what. If the current situation is the same, I am afraid that even the Demon King himself will be defeated when he comes. Under the sword of the young swordsman.
"Pfft~"
Finally, at the end of the long and fierce battle, one side was the first to lose its foothold, showing its own decline.
"So, you have almost seen it clearly. I am not the one who is having trouble moving right now."
The long tug-of-war allowed the young swordsman to understand the current state of both sides. Although he had repeatedly put himself in a dilemma in order to avoid the trauma of the mantra attached to Suo Feng, it was still the opponent who was more injured after multiple collisions.
Now that all the twelve mantras of the Locking Dragon Formation have been resolved by himself, and the seven orifices of Barong, which are overloaded with the magic circle, are overflowing with bright red blood, the young swordsman finally sees the dawn of victory, just like a child who longs for praise, The excitement was palpable.
"Indeed, I took it for granted."
Compared to the young swordsman, Barong is more aware of his own condition. Not to mention the old wounds left before that have not yet healed, not only the skin and flesh were damaged after several collisions, but even the internal organs were broken. Most of it.
Although this level is not enough to cause death, judging from the current situation, even supporting the operation of the formation will probably become an untouchable luxury. The reason why the formation failed to disintegrate immediately was because of his desperate strength. The current situation has naturally come at an extraordinary price.
"But it's almost time to arrive!"
However, at the moment when the Dragon Locking Formation collapsed due to Barong's lack of energy, an imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and before his head was cut off by the young swordsman who was dodging here, it was replaced by a stagnant shadow. He changed his position and teleported to the other side to avoid the young man's sword light.
"What?!" The young swordsman didn't take it seriously. Seeing that he could only kill the shadow with all his strength, he wanted to continue pursuing the victory.
However, before he could react, an aurora penetrated all "commandments" and even the boundaries of time and space, bombarding from the far side, blocking their victory or defeat.
Like a cross-continental missile targeted strike, the overly huge magic power rushed to burn the earth, scorching the bricks and tiles, surging like the flood of prehistoric water, spreading the power of the death spiral unscrupulously, and under the startled eyes of the young swordsman, it was destroyed. Devoured alive.
The majestic light coming from the other side of the horizon—as far away as the Time and Space Tower—forced the young swordsman back from Barong. Not only that, the young swordsman who was hit head-on didn't even have room to react before he was blasted thousands of miles away by the terrifying power.
"Sabatos Ryder? Although the support was quite immediate, but..."
At the same time, in a state of unshakable state of mind like a mirror, Barong straightened up, raised his head again, looked at the towering tower of time and space in the distance, his eyes swaying like firewood became serious. .
The other side was hit by unknown factors. The young swordsman was seriously injured. After landing, he rolled and crawled on the ground and smashed the bodies of many monsters before he was able to stop.
But he knew that after being hit to such a degree, he still had room to stand up, which proved that this was not a fluke. The opponent of the sneak attack is also within the scope of the first sight kill.
"But you should understand that this is the second time we meet!"
When the young swordsman was gasping for breath, the man's figure suddenly appeared in front of him like a ghost. The shining orange blade in his hand was trailing a dark red afterimage, and it suddenly penetrated him at a speed that he could not avoid. chest.
"——Let us come to an end, for this curse-like "eternal victory" fate! "
The mentally exhausted Barong uttered his last cruel words, and then pulled out the spirit sword from the young swordsman's chest. The blood spurting out stained his body red.
Barong was sure that there was no chance of the young swordsman surviving at this moment, but the next second, his pupils suddenly contracted under the strange phenomenon that happened in front of him.
Even at this moment, the elements that make up the young swordsman are still dying, but only his aura is still so clear.
What surprised the usually steady man so much was the twisted smile the young swordsman left for him before he died.
"You don't think this is the end, do you?!" In the hidden vision, the slowly falling body did not show despair due to his own death. Instead, he laughed after seeing the shock on the man's face.
"Repent, regret that you failed to see through the appearance and see the essence of things clearly. In the battle with you, "she" has fully accumulated her power. Now is the time to break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly! "
"There is something in his body that is trying to burst out!" Artolis, who arrived at the scene later, opened her divine eyes and immediately told Baron what she had observed.
After hearing this, Barong, who was already aware of it, was about to take action. He stretched out his hand to create a giant virtual palm and was about to crush the young swordsman's body. However, at this moment, a space crack opened in front of his eyes. , the hand protruding from it suddenly hit Barong's chest with lightning speed, knocking him back a hundred meters, and the giant palm that had just been unfolded was interrupted and collapsed from the outside to the inside. .
Barong stepped back and regained his footing. When he looked away, he saw that the young swordsman's blood vessels were rapidly swelling, as if there were countless pests in his body that were crawling crazily and squeaking in search of a way out.
The next second, the young swordsman's body began to swell, twitching and convulsing, and collapsed into lumps of flesh. The geometry of the shape cannot be seen, only the exposed blood vessels and flesh are rapidly proliferating. A capsule that is tens of meters high seems to be pregnant with life, beating incessantly with sounds like drums.
However, compared to the birth of the indescribable thing, the "other" stepping out of the cracks in the time gap at this moment is obviously more threatening than it.
The slender figure was matched with a cold appearance, and the pupils of fire and frost under the jet-black hair locked the two of them tightly, and then unconsciously showed an evil smile.
Something he was holding tightly in his hand was emitting a strong death aura around him, like an evil spirit born under the Nine Springs, releasing an aura that would never allow the living to approach, hindering the progress of men and girls.
Artoris has seen the bloody sword entangled with death energy before, and the appearance of the person holding the sword is equally familiar to her. Compared with the unknown person behind him, the other person has an identity that she is very familiar with. .
——Brave Gretel!
