Act Seventy-Five: Fire Suppression
“!!!”
Almost immediately, Will felt a majestic force burst out from the figure in front of him, and he pounced with his claws, trying to take out the enemy before the opponent could strike.
However, in the space, the sound of shattering sounded.
Clicks–
Will saw that the scenery in front of him seemed to be cut directly, creating a huge dislocation.
At the same time, he felt a chill on his shoulder.
The next moment, two thick arms were raised high, blood splattered, and a disgusting aura filled the air.
Those were Will's arms.
"What...... !?"
Will was incredulous.
Although he can't fully control this brand-new body, he should be able to defend himself against most attacks with chaos magic all over his body.
Will has relied on his domineering ability to kill several mages who he thought were powerful, digging out their internal organs.
But the enemy in front of him seems to have only one sword.
It was a large sword with a simple shape, a full height of a person, and the body of the sword seemed to be engraved with some kind of ancient text, and the thick blade of the sword exuded the breath of history, making this sword look less like a murderous blade, more like a cultural relic from ancient times.
But it was this big sword that easily cut off Will's arms, like chopping melons and vegetables, without much effort.
The sparkling crystals gradually dimmed, and Will could see the other party's face clearly.
He was covered in armor, the fine iron armor glowed with silver, which made people shudder, and under the armor that covered the whole face, there seemed to be a little ghost fire burning, this knight was very tall, and there were a few ashes floating on the blue cloak, and the whole person was like a work of art with a high degree of completion, just standing there, it gave people a strong sense of oppression.
"How dare you ......"
Will roared, and a huge amount of magic burst out from his body, only to see that the wounds on his hands that were originally bleeding suddenly gushed out countless flesh and blood, and quickly reconstituted into two thick arms, and covered with spikes, which was even more terrifying than before.
For a moment, he seemed to have expanded several times, almost breaking through the dome, and the muscles all over his body were clear and full of strength.
With such an existence, even Principal Trest didn't dare to say whether he would be slapped to death by the other party, after all, the absolute strength that determines the outcome of the battle is one thing, and the quality and strength of the body itself are another.
It's like those stone giants in the shallow sea desert, even if they only have the level of the black iron level, stepping on it can make the bronze level take a lot of effort, and in the face of opponents of the same level, this difference in strength is even more obvious.
At this moment, Will felt the huge power contained in his body, this power was frenzied, and he was always looking for a breakthrough.
And the swordsman in front of him is an excellent target for venting.
Will leaned over slightly, and then shot with all his might, the air in front of him was misted by the violent compression, and with a sharp pop, his whole body flew out like a cannonball, smashing into the swordsman in front of him.
This almost zero-range attack requires no skill at all, just a pure outpouring of power, but the attack is fierce and unstoppable.
The surrounding walls cracked and the ceiling was completely torn over, revealing a starry night sky.
The surging power overflowed towards the swordsman, as if even the entire building was going to be swallowed up by the tide.
But the swordsman only stretched out one hand.
The five fingers were spread out, and the palm covered in iron armor was facing the direction that Will was attacking.
Next, the unthinkable happened.
Buzz –
A ripple erupted, followed by a loud bang.
Just when Alyssa thought she would be wiped out by the aftermath of the impact, she found that Will had stopped less than three yards in front of the swordsman.
The surging momentum before vanished, and Will's face was hideous, but he could only be blocked by an invisible barrier, and he could not advance a bit.
"Huh?"
Francest raised his eyebrows, although Will is just an experimental product, and his foundation is a little worse, but he is also a thug who has injected a considerable amount of high-purity chaos power, and should be able to crush most of the enemies below the bronze level, but he didn't expect to be blocked by a swordsman of unknown origin with just one hand?
The faces of several people quickly flashed in Francester's mind, but there was no doubt that the swordsman in front of him was not the Silver Rank he knew would come to the rescue of the Astor royal family.
A hidden master, a passing silver step, or a strong man with hidden strength?
Several thoughts crossed his mind, but Francester denied them all.
It doesn't matter who he is, just kill him.
Thinking so, the black mist in Francester's hand condensed, transforming dozens of short swords.
But at this moment, under the armor of the swordsman, a sound sounded.
"The so-called fire suppression ......"
He spoke, in a deep male voice.
With the sound of his words, beside the swordsman, countless ripples appeared, and from the void, countless cannon muzzles emerged.
"—that's how it should be!"
Before the words could be spoken, all the artillery opened fire at the same time.
The dazzling light lit up, and Grandia couldn't help but squint her eyes.
Surprisingly, this seemingly powerful artillery fire did not affect the surrounding crowd in the slightest, and even Francester only felt a breeze on his cheeks.
"It's ......"
Grand Duke Angli groaned, although the identity of this swordsman is unknown, but at present, it seems that he is at least hostile to the people of Chaos.
And the power he showed is also quite iconic.
"Strength Tightened, Silver Rank!"
Principal Trastein exclaimed.
Only the Silver Tier can achieve this level of power control, and no matter how strong the destructive power is, it is only confined to one point to achieve the greatest effect.
Compared to the Bronze Rank, which can easily destroy a large area of the city in battle, the Silver Rank's attack may seem an understatement, but in fact, the effect achieved is more than a hundred times that of the Bronze Rank.
And the situation in front of us is the truest portrayal.
Will was charred all over, and his dark black armor was already full of holes, revealing the crimson flesh underneath, and the behemoth stood in place in a daze, unable to move half a step.
Because he can't do it anymore.
The Silver Tier's full force completely pierced through all of Will's defenses, destroying his core, the core that supplied him with the power of chaos, in an instant.
Now Will is nothing more than a wreckage.
Whew-
A gust of night wind blew, and Will actually started from the end of his body, gradually turning into powder, and dissipated in the wind, leaving no trace.
And everyone watched all this in amazement.
If Will's strength is beyond imagination and pure violence, then the swordsman in front of him is undoubtedly an absolute powerhouse.
The audience was silent.
"Who's next?"
Swordsman, Rosen whispered.