Chapter 8: True. The male protagonist appeared (fog)
As if he was a natural enemy, the boy who turned over from the waves was the first to find the golden king, and it was hard to imagine how the young man's white little hands cut a street lamp in two.
And after that, it was the venting of the angry Gilgamesh.
Behind him, golden ripples emerged one by one like bamboo shoots after rain, and even a piece of the sky was dyed a noble and gorgeous gold.
A magnificent spear like a work of art, slowly poking out from the golden ripples...
But....in that luxurious gold, there is a deadly murderous inlet...
It's not just guns and swords. And axes. There are both mallets and spears. There are also some strange weapons that do not know their purpose and nature.
All the Noble Phantasmas were polished as bright as mirrors, and they were rolling with a great deal of magic. Each of them embodies a mystical sense that is no less impressive...... These are veritable treasures.
The roar shook the night air, and the flashes of continuous explosions seemed to sweep away the entire night sky.
These Phantasms have such destructive power that it's hard to believe they're just throwing swords or something.
The roads of Warehouse Street were rained down with countless treasures, as if they were experiencing a carpet bombardment.
"In the name of the curse, admonish the king, the hero Wang Ai, please calm his anger"
The archer who gave away the treasure was given a great gift stopped his attack and looked in the direction of the Tosaka house, "Even if you dare to let this king retreat?" As a courtier, you're getting bolder and bolder, Shichen."
"Bastards! The next time we meet, stay away from those who don't know each other! The only ones who can see me are real heroes! β
Archer ended up with such a mocking remark, and then returned to spiritualization
"It seems that the master of Archer is not as strong as Archer!" Rider said something for some reason.
The other two also nodded.
"Humph! I haven't done it yet! You're gone!. β
Looking at the roaring treasure, a trace of disdain flashed in the young man's eyes, and the sword-shaped treasure blessed with magic power had already shot in front of the young man's eyes in an instant, but in the eyes of the young man, it was still too slow...... It was a speed that was difficult to identify with the naked eye, first held the sword that shot at the very front, brushed and brushed, the boy took out four swords and immediately knocked away the remaining four treasures, and then stepped out to the right, stretched out his left palm and waved gently, the few treasures that were whistling towards him were taken off the track, and he bent down to avoid a gun-shaped treasure that brushed the tip of his nose, and the sword in his hand was thrown out to the right, and he pushed away all the treasures that came to him, and then he probed with his left hand, and a hammer-shaped treasure was already held in his hand. After half a circle under his feet, he threw it with a hammer with his strength, knocking the last treasure into the air, and now the young man, except for consuming a little physical strength, was unharmed!
The three of them turned their heads at the same time, looking at the area where the smoke had not yet cleared in the distance, and they couldn't help but have a trace of solemnity in their eyes. It is definitely not easy to survive the bombardment of this density.
But how difficult it is to escape the bombardment of such a treasure is only known to the boy himself.
Only then did he glance at Saber, who was still pensive
In the original plot, because Lancer's owner spent a spell in order to cooperate with Mad Dog's onslaught, but now that Mad Dog-kun has been killed by us, then only I will do it myself! Thinking of this, the boy rushed towards Saber without hesitation.
"Heresy with a cuirass! Stand on trial!! β
Seeing the teenager who was still in a daze just now suddenly rushing towards him, Saber, who already had a certain understanding of the boy's strength, cheered up his spirit.
"That's the end of the joke, scumbag!" Lance turned his back to Saber defenselessly
"I've made an appointment to fight Saber first!"
The so-called chivalry was at work again - the boy sighed inexplicably, but soon the situation changed
"What are you doing? Lancer?β It's Lancer's master
"This is a great time to take down Saber."
"Saber will definitely be defeated by my Dilumudo's reputation!" Lancer exclaimed, "If you don't believe me, sacrifice that despicable sneak attacker first!" The red spear was pointed at the boy in the distance
After a slight silence, Lance stabbed Saber with a backhand. However, the green tendons on his hands, and the handsome face distorted by anger, made the heroic spirits understand at once that it was the effect of the spell.
Seeing that his goal had been accomplished, the boy was about to quietly retreat while the attention was still on Lancer. But I felt a majestic magic coming from my side.
"Do you want to sneak attack again? I'm not going to give you that chance. "The thunderous shouts of the King of Conquest rang out. In the blink of an eye, the Heavenly Bull and the Thunder Chariot were no more than a foot away from him.
If you are bumped into at this distance, you will definitely fall like a broken figure played by a bear child
In desperation, the young man immediately gathered the strength of his whole body and threw a punch.
"Damn, I haven't bought insurance yet!!"
"Boom !!!"
Before the smoke cleared, a short figure snorted and stepped back, spitting out a mouthful of blood with each step back, and when he withdrew nine steps, his face was already as gold as paper. With a muffled snort, he turned into three doppelgangers and fled.
"Huh?" A puzzled voice came from the mouth of another figure in the smoke.
"Awesome, Rider, so that guy is incapacitated, right?" Webb said gleefully in the chariot.
Iskandar looked at the trembling legs of the bull and the several cracks in the chariot in thought.
"How could an Assassin possibly have so much power."
At this time, Lancer's master saw that the honey boy had been repelled by heavy damage, and Kenneth, who realized that he could not take advantage of the bigger advantage, could only temporarily let Lancer protect his retreatββββββββββββββββββ
"Drink!!"
A kick out, a short assassin was kicked in the head, the boy simply wiped the blood that blocked the view, and then tried his best to blast out the palm, the assassin who was blocked in front of him was full of flaws, and the violent internal force instantly smashed the internal organs in the assassin's body, and exploded in the air like a human fireworks, but the assassin's dying counterattack also left a deep wound on the boy's arm.
"It's endless, it's !!!" The young man just wanted to break through again, but found that the internal strength of the entire dantian had dried up, and his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.
"Damn, the injury can't be suppressed!"
In this groggy state, in a few breaths, the young man had a few new injuries on his body.
Is... Is it over?
Looking at the assassins who rushed up again, the boy couldn't help but think.
Why, you can die like this. My Crystal Palace members are still 0!!
Although he thought so, looking at the assassin who had already rushed in front of him, the boy no longer had the strength to raise his hand.
Don't be... My ** dream.
The boy closed his eyes resignedly, waiting for death to come, and the warm blood splashed on the boy's face, but the imaginary pain never came. The boy opened his eyes and saw only a handsome young man in a plain white robe. Holding a one-man brush, he stood in the middle of the corpses of the assassins and said to the boy with a smile:
"The first time we met, below, the white-clothed scholar ---- the wind and groaned."
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ps The next chapter is going to describe the worldview, you must be cautious, you can't dig up resistance" (#?Π?)!!