Krista's figure has disappeared.
Griffith raised Han Guang, held it with both hands, and the corners of his mouth twitched unnaturally:
"Even a falling star has a limit to the orbit it can change as it approaches the ground.
"I say it for the last time, get out of the way, Erza."
Erza shook her head slightly: "The fall of a star will produce a shock wave with a radius of three kilometers that will crush everything. The range of strong light and extreme heat will be twice as large. Even if you get a miracle on the edge of life and death, can you still live in this land forever? To escape the gaze of the gods under the sky?"
Then, there is nothing more to say.
Griffith closed his eyes, stared at the retreating figure and sighed sadly. :
"Reason is reserved for those who need to be protected, not the playthings and sacrifices of the gods. If my choice is madness, then, Erza,
"I've been crazy from the beginning!"
He took a step forward, and the cold light of the sword's edge tore through the air, bursting out with jumping lightning.
Erza's holy spear was buzzing loudly, and her silent will seemed to be urging. The bent arc of light even vaguely outlines the pattern of the holder stabbing the enemy with a broken sword.
She let out a deep sigh, turned the tip of the gun upside down, inserted it into the soil, and faced Griffith's attack head-on with just the golden buckler in her left hand.
Erza is similar to Amber, with amazing agility and lethality. She has the extraordinary characteristics that can best restrain me. As an extraordinary person, she is even more powerful than imagined. But part of this power comes from mysterious blessings, and their bodies are not tough. As long as I can hit, I have a certain chance of breaking some of Erza's characteristics!
Griffith slashed down with Han Guang, expecting that his sword edge would be blocked by the shield.
The moment the sword and shield collided, the shield suddenly sank and was knocked to the ground without support. Before Griffith could connect the combo, Erza had already passed under the shield.
Griffith was kicked on the inside of his knee, causing him to kneel forward.
too fast! The knight spun back on the eve of his fall, and the powerful physique of a melee superman supported him in making the ultimate whirlwind-like slash.
Before the sword was fully swung, his wrist was grasped and twisted, and the holy sword flew away. Erza sank and leaned into his arms. Griffith seemed to have been hit by a battering ram, his internal organs and lungs trembled and screamed, and his restrained body flew forward and flew out.
"Bang!"
Griffith hit the ground hard. He rolled up despite the severe pain of dizziness and concussion, and broke free from the huntress's attempts to bend his arm. Like a sudden thunderstorm, he knelt down half-kneeling, drew the gun, and opened the hammer.
Before he could raise his hand to condemn him, Erza had already shoved him out of his body, twisted her hands upwards, and let go of the flintlock gun.
Griffith pulled out the hammer "Meteor" and smashed it underneath him. The huntress grabbed his shoulder, put one hand on the ground, stood upside down like lightning, passed behind the knight, grabbed the shield of perseverance and rolled several times in the air.
The knight turned around almost at the same time, threw the meteor, and created a burst of fire on the shield. Without stopping, he took out the boning dagger.
"Duang!"
The Perseverance Shield flew against his face at an alarming speed. Griffith took a few steps back in the violent dizziness. The hand holding the dagger was turned over and twisted, and the dagger was taken away and thrown to the ground.
He took out a bottle of slowing potion and was about to smash it down, then jumped back with all his strength. Before the medicine bottle could be taken out, Erza reached out and slapped the small crystal bottle out of his palm. She slid forward and stepped on the instep of Griffith's right foot who was about to retreat.
Griffith waved his hand and punched away. The wind of the punch was like thunder, passing through the flying long fiery red hair. Erza stepped on him, and her lightning-quick jab flew like a whip, hitting the bridge of his nose. Griffith's head bounced back with a muffled sound. He reluctantly raised his hand to block, and another uppercut slipped through the gap between his elbows.
The two men were fighting each other at extremely close range. Each of Griffith's punches unleashed a ferocious aura that could knock down a bear. The huntress responded with continuous and rapid normal attacks, attached to the shuddering breath neck and shock, constantly applying the negative status of deceleration and dizziness.
Griffith, who couldn't hit or dodge, could only rush forward, trying to hug Erza and use his body to overwhelm her in close combat to avoid the storm-like combos.
The huntress immediately stepped back, quickly and dexterously, dodging and attacking easily while maintaining distance and punching continuously. Griffith only felt that he was being beaten by the sudden summer rain, and he was so clumsy that he could not even touch the corners of the other party's clothes.
"Get out of the way, Erza!" the furious knight roared, and the agitated blood energy gathered behind him into a ferocious and ferocious illusion. He threw down his extraordinary strength and demanded the fear and trembling that he couldn't resist.
"No, you have to stay here and watch her realize how to give up her life!" Erza grabbed his collar and punched him, "Then..."
Her words stopped abruptly. Invisible power and fear shot straight into her throat and heart, depriving her of thoughts in an instant, and her bright star-like eyes fell into confusion and hesitation. Almost at the same time, her body was already shining with brilliance, and the firmness and pure brilliance returned to her eyes.
Griffith seized the only opening and threw Erza down, mounted up and punched the beautiful cheek.
"Bah——!"
Erza was hit so hard that her eyes flashed with stars, her whole body trembled, she almost lost consciousness, and warm liquid poured out of her nose. She hurriedly raised her hands to protect her head, facing a series of thunderous blows.
Griffith attacked like a violent flash flood, eager to defeat Huntress and get to Krista's side quickly. Erza held her head and was beaten by him while her defense remained intact.
Suddenly, he noticed that the huntress he was riding underneath was surprisingly flexible. One of her legs actually broke free and kicked him on the chin like lightning.
My brain was trembling, my eyes were white, and the whole world was shattered.
Two long legs broke free one after another, clamped Griffith's head and turned it over. Erza stood up from her restraints like a dancer. She exerted strength on her waist and rotated her legs. Her slender body rolled like a windmill. She controlled her legs and hands alternately, rolled up Griffith and flew into the air, whistling. Hit the ground.
This time, the knight was finally knocked down.
The vigorous fighting spirit and unwilling roar were shattered by the spinning and impact. He still wanted to struggle, but his body was out of control and he couldn't even move a finger.
"Please, Griffith, recognize the reality! This world is so cruel," Erza gasped and held him down to prevent him from getting up. "For her, and for you, grant her last wish. !”
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Flames nearly obscured the sky above Krista. When she looked up, the falling stars and raging sky fire had already occupied her entire field of vision.
The lingering storm and strong wind blew her golden hair. The result that finally came was still a sadness that could not be held in both hands. The pain in my body was bleaker than the burning sky, and even my memories were full of despair.
This sword forged with starlight and spiritual energy must be able to survive the flames of destruction and leave my thoughts behind... I want to make three wishes. At this time, he will do it no matter what! Krista gently wiped away her tears, pulled out the silver sword, and said with the persistence and stubbornness unique to a girl:
"My Griffith, listen to my wish and save the residents of Odessa!"
She turned the sword over, pressed the blade with her hand, and pressed it against her heart: "This is not the end, no, you have to find a path that I have not seen. Don't lose yourself, don't be swallowed up by hatred and madness!
"Even if my body and soul are destroyed again, my memory will still be with you."
"My Griffith, listen to my wish and embrace the joy and happiness we have never had in the future life!"
Krista was the center of the impact. The light of the silver sword reflected her, and everything she could see was a dazzling sea of fire. Everything around him, including vegetation, houses, and rocks, was burning and dissolving.
As time goes by, we have passed each other, met again but separated again. However, as long as I am by your side, my little dream can come true in this cruel world.
Krista watched as her entire world was engulfed in fire and shockwaves.
She stabbed herself with the sword:
"My Griffith, hear my wish,
"Do not forget me."
In the seemingly long final moment, she seemed to see the sun rising, spring returning to the earth, the gentle breeze, and spending ordinary days with him among the crowd in a strange and distant place.
"Hey, what kind of name would you give me... I really want to know."
The impact came, and dust shot up into the sky like mountain peaks.
…
In the midst of the blood-stained sky, Griffith came to the sunken pit and stood in dizziness. The teardrops of longing are like gems. He had never wanted a miracle as much as he did now, but he prayed that the gentle and beautiful call would echo again.
He heard the prayers and calls that had not dissipated, and saw the tender past that he had walked with her, as if someone was quietly hugging her from behind. He reluctantly raised his hand to grab it, but only a trace of afterimage crossed his mind. Only the trace of sadness could not be erased.
What exactly am I looking for?
He stretched out his hands toward the deserted sky, and the gorgeous brilliance condensed in his hands, turning into a long sword shining with the brilliance of gems.
"Is this what she left behind?" Erza stared at the holy sword, "Name her. This is the memory left to you."
In the confused and helpless heart, at the moment of holding the sword, the distant joy that belonged to the two people seemed to emerge again. Even if the body is burned and the meaning of life is distorted, the memory cannot be erased.
From today until the distant future, I will hold this sword to create the world she desires. I want to bury the sin and darkness, and tear apart and destroy all this distortion.
"Yitian," Griffith caressed the blade of the sword gently, tears falling on the blade like broken threads, "I heard your wish. I will go to the promised place."
Erza hesitated for a moment:
"The battle to surround Odessa and the evil god is about to begin. I want to return to the rear and join the legion and other extraordinary beings. Odessa has sent the strongest force to stop us, and many extraordinary beings have been left in the city to lead the few. One hundred thousand civilians whose sanity has collapsed hold a ceremony to call the evil god. If the arrival of the evil god cannot be stopped, even greater tears of the moon god will fall. I will take you out of here and join the legion."
"Oh? There is also a ceremony?"
Griffith took out the echo crystal and found that the noise had dissipated. He knocked softly: "Lean, Bernard, take the cavalry and artillery into the city, and go to the warehouse at the port to see if there are any heavy artillery sent from the rear."
"Why? There may be hundreds of thousands of cultists in Odessa now, and the evil god is about to come, and even another star will fall, shouldn't you?" Erza said. Suddenly, she stopped. She saw that the knight in front of her had shed tears, and the crystal tears turned into a firm brilliance like dawn.
"Maybe," Griffith chuckled softly, "the amazing gods are competing with each other there, exerting their divine power, arranging chess games, and doing great things that mortals can't even imagine.
"I'm going there,
"Talk to them about the truth,
"Teach them how to behave."
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