Chapter Thirty-Six: A War of Atrition?

For the vines that poured over, Zhao Mian and Xia Na took two completely different approaches. Xana dodged to the side as she slashed the vines that approached her. Zhao Mian didn't even mean to dodge at all.

Therefore, when Xia Na broke away from the entanglement of vines, she looked back and found that Zhao Mian had been entangled in the middle by a large number of vines, and there was no trace of him at all.

"Brother, it's time to do it. Tilia nodded at Surat and said with some joy.

"Hmm!" Surat nodded happily, clad in armor and holding a two-handed sword with a red sheen, rushing towards the large pile of vines.

"For the Holy Light!" Just as Surat was about to rush to the side of the vines, a loud roar came from the center of the vines, "Holy Storm!"

A small tornado of light. Countless holy lights turned into a whirlwind and surrounded Zhao Mian's side, tearing all the vines around him to shreds. And with the blessing of the two-handed sword, Surat, who blocked it, was just knocked out.

"Brother!" Tilia, who screamed a little sadly, rushed to Surat's side, stroking her brother's immature face with her hand, "It's not hurt, is it?"

"It's okay!" Surat exclaimed excitedly, his voice unusually cheerful, "That sword is so powerful! I want it! Tiria, that sword is even more powerful than Zhendian, I want it!"

"Yes, brother. Tilia breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Surat was not injured, "Your request, my wish." I'll help you make it happen. ”

Zhao Mian didn't care about the movements of these two guys, he opened his mouth and asked, "Arastol, how do these two brothers and sisters compare to the Fallagni last time? ”

"Hmm. Arastor spoke up in agreement with this concept, "Compared to the last Demon King, these two are just very young disciples, and in terms of strength alone, they are indeed much weaker. ”

"But to assemble such a huge seal, the power required is definitely not something the two of them can afford. Shana on the side said with a frown.

"Can you find out what the reason is?" asked Zhao Mian.

"My contractor is not a master who is good at the law of freedom, and I am afraid that this kind of problem cannot be solved very well. Arastol explained.

Zhao Mian wanted to say something, but the vines stretching out from there interrupted his thoughts. A large pile of vines stabbed from all directions, and it seemed that they had accepted the lesson just now, and did not wrap around Zhao Mian's body again.

Solving the front, the back will follow, such a battle reminds Zhao Mian of the operation carried out in Dalong County for the sake of that little ghost named Pamela. But that time it was an apparition of countless past undead, and this time it was a myriad of vines. That time he had his companions, warriors from the Alliance, who fought alongside him, but this time it was just him and Xana.

Something is very wrong. Without Xiana and Arastol explaining, Zhao Mian also sensed that something was wrong. The battle had been going on for a long time, and the total number of vines that had been eliminated by Zhao Mian and Xia Na after being summoned by the guy on the opposite side had exceeded the combined physical strength of the two people on the opposite side.

This battle is obviously wrong, the other side cannot have such a huge force. Zhao Mian released another dedication, looked at the vines around him that were still endlessly surging towards him, and shook his head with some headaches.

"There must be some kind of device that is constantly providing the two siblings with the power of existence in other places. Arastol, who was on Xana's chest, guessed.

"Then, I'll drag ...... first" Zhao Mian was about to say something, but the vine's offensive suddenly slowed down.

"How could it be ?!!" Covering her mouth in some surprise, Tilia looked at the pillar of light in the sky in the distance, "Someone can accurately destroy the pinion?!!!"

Such a good opportunity, whether it is Xia Na, who has a strong sense of fighting, or Zhao Mian, who is experienced, will not let it go. Xana leaped to Tilia, who was standing on top of the vines.

"Clang!" a metal handover sounded, and Xana's attack was stopped by Surat. Then, with a "boom!", Xia Na flew back with blood flowing from her body.

Casually healing the injuries on Xia Na's body, Zhao Mian frowned and stopped moving forward, "Injury reflex? It doesn't feel like it." Zhao Mian glanced at the blood-glittering greatsword in Surat's hand, "Is the damage close to the target?" ”

Zhao Mian held Grossag with both hands and plunged it into the earth at once, and a burst of light lit up from Zhao Mian's hand, and passed along the great sword into the ground under his feet. "Where I stand, it is a holy place!" the light spread from Grossag to the surrounding land, and countless vines were struck by the light in its path.

Coming back to her senses, Tilia looked at the scene in front of her with some surprise, but she still understood that she couldn't let Zhao Mian continue, she drove the vines forward, but none of the vines could pass through the light that came out of the ground.

"The sword I hold is the holy sword. With Zhao Mian's recitation, the light above Grossag suddenly swelled, and the darkness disappeared where the light passed.

Seeing that it couldn't be stopped, Tilia commanded countless vines to block between Zhao Mian and them, holding her brother and wanting to leave.

"Where my sword is pointed, it is justice!" Zhao Mian pulled Grossag out of the ground at once, and all the light gathered on Grossag's blade, "Although there is nothing to brag about, but this speed cannot escape the judgment of the Holy Light!

There is no technique, just the power is simply compressed and released. However, this kind of attack is a very tricky attack method for the enemy, because it is simply a huge force, and it is basically impossible to think of a specific response at the moment of battle. So, just in an instant, a huge pillar of light swept over the two Red World disciples who wanted to escape.

But sure enough, even if someone destroyed the thing called the little gear, the remaining power was still huge, and after counteracting Zhao Mian's full force, the two of them still flew into the distance, but the figure of Tilia among them seemed to be a little blurred.

The figure of the other party is getting farther and farther away, and in the absence of a mount, Zhao Mian's movement speed is not fast. So, the task of pursuing was given to Xana. Looking at the two shadows chasing and chasing, Zhao Mian shrugged his shoulders, took out a water bag and took a sip.

"It's a pity," Zhao Mian burped lightly, "I used to have a drink after the battle, but now there are no comrades to drink with me." Putting away the hydration bag, "Forget it, I think this battle is almost over, so it's still in class, so let's go back to school first." ”