Chapter 17: Storm Lord

Curses, poisonous insects, noises, magic bullets, turn into traps and various situations from time to time, plus firmly force themselves into this building, even if they are injured, they will not allow themselves to get out of this unfavorable battle situation. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The enemy's weapons are also like his own guns and swords, and it is only now that Rhodes regrets it a little. Why did he have to fight with Lancelot so many times in the first place, so that the other party had basically adapted to his own swordsmanship and combat methods.

Although Lancelot will never be able to use the power of the original for many reasons, but to be honest, if it weren't for Lancelot's own subjective consciousness, then his original swordsmanship would probably be better than his own spear and sword assault tactics, right?

Now, with only the instincts of a beast and the remnants of martial arts, he was able to use that familiar parrying method to delay himself.

Damn it, as long as he holds it, everything will become a treasure, and he can use it skillfully.

It's cheating...

"Cut!!"

The left wrist danced, the double-ended blade drew a triple arc, and the three lines of ice and the three lines of fire intersected back and forth, shattering a short spear again, but the only thing that was not missing in this room was garbage. The metal chair was grabbed in the hands of the enemy, and with a simple tug, the excess was torn off and twisted into a new spiral-shaped spear.

"Tsk..."

It's not that he doesn't want to take advantage of the opportunity to attack, on the one hand, the unrepentant lake light is not such a weapon to be taken lightly, and on the other hand, it is also the cursed curse and magic bullet that are constantly flying.

Knight's magic resistance is not that high.

Rhodes is not a half-breed transcendent being, nor has he been blessed with anything other than the wind, and in all the stories, he is also a knight who is most cursed by the temptation of witches and witchcraft, right?

The ability bestowed by Knight is the impact of the knight's clash on the battlefield and the leadership that intimidates the enemy and leads the warrior. The only thing lacking is anti-demon.

If he really gets stuck to a few of the curses that fly wildly, Rod will really face a worse situation.

More than attacking, it was used to disperse threatening spells, and Rhodes had to be glad that he never let go of his spear skills during his lifetime.

No matter what angle the attack came from, it couldn't escape the swinging blade of the spear in his left hand.

The radius is one hundred and forty centimeters.

With Rhodes as the center, the sphere drawn is the absolute defense circle of Rhodes' left hand pistol, arrows, magic bullets, curses, all of which will be knocked down, and none of them will be spared.

Heroes clash on the battlefield where arrows rain and rely on martial arts to survive.

If it's a spearman, it's an inherent skill that is used as an inherent skill to defend against ranged weapons. But for Rodriten of the Knight Job, no, for most heroes, this is only possible with technology, right?

Otherwise, how can it be called heroic?

The strong who break through the boundaries of human beings and reach above this level are all inhuman beings, and if they do not follow the common sense of human beings, they cannot be regarded as human beings.

The short-range assault at the speed of sound, the wind that cuts through steel and concrete, the power to destroy cities and armies, and the legendary martial arts that can come and go alone against thousands of troops.

This is the heroic spirit, this is the hero, not casually, or the level that can be achieved with enlightenment.

Efforts cannot be achieved, and there must be a mission or opportunity to be touched a little, which belongs to the apex of human beings.

If it's a human, you can't win.,Even monsters have to retreat...

Heroic Spirit!

"Hah!!"

The sound of the right hand slash was already confused, the sound could not keep up with the speed of the sword, and the eyes could not catch the form. It was already filled with a death spiral created by a vacuum, and the scattered wind pressure cut off the wooden table top and metal chairs, and lifted the floor to cut one ravine after another in the concrete foundation.

Lancelot fits on, the black helmet glows with an ominous red light, how often does the short spear stab? The tip of the spear that fell like a torrential rain stirred up a little spark on Rodritte's iron-clad defense, just like the furnace pouring down from the forging steel yard was hot and hot, the beating spark was steady and hot, and the high-end carpet had begun to rise green smoke, but they were already immersed in the fight to kill each other, and the two people who only wanted to kill their opponents moved like a whirlwind, the wall shattered in this attack, and the sword qi released from time to time stirred up invisible ripples, everything within a few square meters would break with the escape of the ripples, and the light that rose to the sky had already penetrated the building many times, reflecting the quiet night sky and the pale moonlight into the hall。

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Eventually, the building, which could not withstand the attack, collapsed by at least a quarter, and the dead-like immortal reappeared in front of Rhodes.

"Hah!!"

The final slash shattered the black knight, and the two figures finally regained their stillness from the blurred colors and turned into recognizable shapes. Then he gasped and regained his strength...

Makiri's expression was one of anger and shame.

"Yanye, didn't you say that you are completely sure that you can keep this guy?"

Turning his head, Dirty Grind roared at the uninhabited ruins.

Anyone else?

Yes, there are...

With the old man's whisper, another figure appeared behind the ruins.

An aging, numb, stumbling figure.

A figure that has been dying for a short time, and its whole body is entangled in filthy magic, as fragile and unbearable as a nest of insects.

It's as ominous as a zombie, and it's lost its figure.

On his face, half of his face, which was no longer functional, was so boring, and with that miserable white pupil...

The night of the wild goose, bitter and crazy smile. But even so, the mouth that laughs is only half of it, and it is so terrifying.

"Don't say that, 'Father'..."

There was helplessness on his face.

"I really think we can deal with him..."

Then, there was nothing left but despair on that expression.

"And, ah, wasn't that what you said at first?...・・Wild night, your quality is insufficient, so rely on the basic attributes of servent, right?But now?bersaker didn't have a chance to win even in the white soldier battle!!

Infighting?

Rod sneered, his blonde hair waving in the wind, full of courage.

So, this is the master of the enemy?

"Qili, I've found the master, aren't you allowed to use the treasure?"

This time, Qili, who had not responded just now, finally spoke.

"Permission is allowed"

Are you waiting for the master to arrive, and you are not willing to just kill servent? The reason why you don't agree instead of waiting until now? Knowing from the beginning that the master will show up?

No, it can't be.

Rod wanted to smile wryly.

My master, what's going on? From the very beginning, it became very strange... What the hell are you planning?

However, it is a good thing to allow it to be used.

Not ...

“knight！！！”

The storm roared, and a storm of red and blue sparked on the Storm Lord's spear.

However, the enemy's real master, who had just appeared, roared violently like a zombie.

Not only Rhodes, but even the dead man of the insect couldn't help but look over.

What happened?

He held his right hand high, and on that arm he could see the remaining two spells.

"You tell me!!You're a knight!!"

His face had long lost the function of expression, but at the moment, he was crying, half of it was bright red blood and tears, and half of it was filthy. Obviously, he was just twitching, but Rhodes saw that there was a heavy desire and hope on the face that struggled at the end...

He's... is begging...

Unconsciously, it slowed down the activation of the Noble Phantasm, and the storm was still roaring but gave the man time to speak.

Bersaker felt threatened and roared to rush up again, but the zombie-like man spoke.

"Bersaker!!Absolutely obey my orders!!Don't attack the knight!!"

Airplanes!!!

Something was touched, and Bersaker was pushed to the ground!

"What are you doing!?Wild Night!?Are you crazy!?"

The old man roared in rage. And Rod's eyes widened.

"Knight!!There's someone in this basement!!There's someone I can't save!!!"

He roared hoarsely, roaring with all his heart.

This is...

That's right...

Yes...

Jian Tong Yanye knew very well that he could not resist the old man in front of him, and he could not take revenge on Tosaka Shichen.

He lacked strength, and his consciousness alone was not enough to elevate him, and he couldn't even protect Sakura, the girl who had been defiled by the worm.

However, he was not reconciled.

He can't get the Holy Grail, the enemy is too strong, and he has a blood feud with him, he can't use the Holy Grail to save Sakura...

But there's another way!

Because he has a bug in his body, he can't even have a decisive force, and if he kills him, he won't be able to save Sakura.

But as long as it's not one!

He had to bet! Half and half probability, he had to bet!

"Yes!!"

The blood was flowing, and the dirty grind seemed to have figured out something, yelling meaninglessly at him as he lunged somewhere on the side, but Rhodes stopped him.

The wind of the Holy Green was like an iron wall in front of the insect envoy.

The wild goose cried at night, shouting, "That is the appearance of a person who has nothing left, and finally presents himself to the altar, longing for the last luxury, begging for that glimmer of light.

"Yes!!Save her!!"

Lying on the ground, the figure stretched out its withered hand, and the last gift of Pandora in his desperate eyes was so slim.

He was begging, and he didn't even have hope for himself, and his last prayer...

"Rodrithe!! save her!!"

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