Chapter VI: Identity

"It seems that the master of the Archer is not as brave as the Archer. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Iskandar muttered with a wry smile as he watched Archer's disappearing figure. But everyone else knows it's not the place to take it easy. The threat of the immortal Luo Xing is on a par with that of the Archer, who seems to possess an endless treasure. And he was only now provoked by Archer, and he was scanning among the many heroes with excited eyes, as if he was choosing his next opponent.

But in the end, he set his sights on Iskandar, the king of conquest.

"The disruptor is gone, rider, let's have a hearty fight!"

Iskandar, who was standing on the chariot, bowed his head slightly, facing this situation, still with a smile on his face, as if he had some hole cards so he was not afraid of Luo Xing's challenge.

He was like a king facing a challenger, nodding boldly and domineeringly.

"Okay."

Immediately, a deafening roar sounded on the battlefield.

"Then let me show you my proud chariot! Ahh ”

It was a sudden visit to the battlefield of a thunderbolt. It was a dizzying flash of light that turned day and night upside down, and a roar that was louder than thunder.

Lightning does not fall from the sky, but across the ground. The thing that didn't look like lightning was a chariot full of thunder and lightning. The King of Conquest drove the chariot of Noble Phantasmas under his feet, and took the lead in rushing straight towards Luo Xing without being cowardly.

"Oh, the sacred cow?"

Staring at the bull with a strong body, rippled muscles in circles and circles as he ran, and sharp and thick horns, Luo Xing suddenly remembered something, and actually stood in place and groaned at this critical moment when thunder and lightning came.

"Speaking of which, in order to be able to descend smoothly, the two inhibitions seem to have mixed the concept of me with a Heroic Spirit in Valhalla. If it's against cattle, he's perfect for it. ”

As if he had found a new toy, facing the two sacred cows that raised their front hooves full of thunder and lightning, ready to step on him, Luo Xing showed a strange smile, and the temperament around him changed, and he restrained the unruliness just now, and instead released a proud and disdainful threatening posture, glaring at the two sacred cows, and the threat in his eyes was great.

"Is this Heroic Spirit joking? Planning to defend your eyes against the chariot's attacks? ”

Looking at Luo Xing, whose face did not seem to be fake, as if he really planned to defend with his eyes, Lancer and Saber on the side suddenly showed puzzled expressions. If it is against an ordinary bull, they are sure to scare it away with their eyes and temperament.

But now, it is not the country cattle that can be seen everywhere that are attacking Luoxing, but the treasure cow bestowed by the gods that is enough to make the conquering king Iskandar proud. Luo Xing's behavior is too big.

But tonight it's like God is going to play a joke on people. Facing Luo Xing's threatening eyes, and the earthly aura emanating from his body, the two sacred cows seemed to see a miserable and wailing figure in his eyesβ€”it was an incomparably huge one of its kind, stronger than their size, more divine, and many times more terrifying.

However, this kind, many times taller than their persons, was now bound to the ground by a silver chain. No matter how much it struggled, roared, shook its huge, heavy horns, whipped its oxtail like a divine whip, it couldn't break free from the hands of two men wearing only a pair of linen shorts.

Finally, one of them, a man with a very similar temperament to the heroic spirit in front of him, raised a golden spear and stabbed it through the mouth of the heavenly bull, causing it to let out the last miserable roar of his life.

Blood flowed down the bull's body and across the earth, converging into a scarlet stream. Then he looked up, and the proud gaze of the man who had just killed the Heavenly Bull seemed to have traveled through time and space, and shot straight into the eyes of the two Divine Bulls who were struggling to run wildly.

This fear of being like a natural enemy, the coercion of their bodies being swallowed by the earth little by little, made them involuntarily lower their raised front hooves, slowed down the speed of their feet, and put away the thunder around them.

When Iskandar's chariot came to Luo Xing, Luo Xing slowly stretched out his hands and pressed them on the heads of the two frightened sacred cows, and without much strength, he stopped the castration of this treasure.

And this scene in front of him made everyone stunned, and they were so shocked that they couldn't even speak.

Then, Luo Xing smiled slightly and gently stroked the heads of the two sacred cows. Iskandar could feel that the bodies of the two mighty sacred cows were even trembling slightly with fear. From now on, I'm afraid that my Shenwei wheel will not be of any use in the face of Luo Xing.

"Amazing!"

But soon, he put away his heavy gaze and turned to praise Luo Xing in amazement.

"With your eyes and momentum, you can deter the sacred cow given to me by the gods, little brother, you are by no means an ordinary person! Even the best of us! ”

Speaking of this, Iskandar did not hide the distress on his face at all, scratched his head and asked Luo Xing quite directly.

"But, maybe it's because I'm lonely, I've never heard of my brother's name in Valhalla, and I don't lie when I look at you, little brother, it's really a little elusive to me!"

The origin, origin, and real name of the Heroic Spirit are very important in this Holy Grail War. Because after knowing the name of the other party, it is easy to learn about the life and deeds of the other party, so as to guess the hidden treasure. Once the Heroic Spirit's killer feature is known, then the deterrent power generated by the unknown will be directly half useless.

Therefore, when Iskandar was arrogant and wanted Luo Xing to reveal his identity, everyone present sweated for his reckless anger, and at the same time, with the hope of one percent, Luo Xing would be able to inform them of his identity.

But Luo Xing is just belligerent and not stupid, so there is no idea of fulfilling their wishes

"If that's the case, you don't have to worry about it."

He smiled and waved his hand, with a hint of a snicker that deceived everyone, and was wearing only a pair of shorts, and stared at Iskandar, the king of conquest, who stood on a double-headed chariot, with a Macedonian broadsword at his waist, wearing his favorite gold-patterned cuirass, and wearing a big red robe.

"Although Luo Xing is my real name, it is not the name that I am sung by everyone in this life. It's like King Arthur was actually a woman, named Artoria. ”

"If you try to find out my origin from this name alone, I'm afraid you're going to disappoint you."

"Oh, I see. Little brother, you are so cunning! ”

Iskandar looked enlightened and laughed. This person who is as atmospheric as him actually has such a careful mind that makes people laugh and cry.

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