"Boom ——!"

Flying by, his body slammed into the pillars like a cannonball, and the rubble splattered and smoke and dust everywhere.

"Ahem, ahem... It's really a legendary dragon hunter, and it's even more scary than the one in Daddy's story......."

The embarrassed gray-eyed boy half-knelt on the ground, his right hand on his sword, and coughed repeatedly.

A wound cut through the armor, and the cracked chainmail was stained a dark red—it had been accidentally torn open by the broken stone that had just been cracked, and it was only half a centimeter away from piercing itself.

"Bell ——!"

The cold, mottled greatsword smashed to the ground, and the dragon hunter on the other side of the smoke and dust slowly turned his gaze to Lusen, who was still half-kneeling on the ground, and his ruthless posture seemed to be a hunt without suspense.

Self-righteous guys......

A frowning Ruson gritted his teeth and clenched the hilt of his sword with his right hand.

His physical exertion was too severe, and it was very difficult to keep up with the other party, and it was already the limit to barely parry, and he couldn't even find a gap to fight back.

Moreover, it is still with this kind of knight's long sword that is not in his hands... The gray-eyed boy couldn't help but sigh, if only his short sword was still there.

The only two remaining handles were also turned into pieces by the Evil God Apostles on the glacier and snow mountain.

Lu Sien, who stood up slowly, held the long sword horizontally in front of him, and his hands holding the sword did not tremble at all.

The fully armored dragon hunter couldn't see any expression, and his right hand slowly lifted the bronze mottled greatsword, the heavy blade against his shoulder, and a trace of spark on the shoulder armor.

"Come on, big man. The embarrassed gray-eyed young man laughed and blew the ends of his hair in front of him: "Do you remember how many rounds this is?"

As soon as the words fell, the figure of the dragon hunter rushed forward without hesitation, and all he heard was a scream tearing the air!

Luson struggled to dodge the first attack, and a second harsh sound rang out in his ears as the bricks and stones splattered.

"Damn ——!"

Before he could speak, the dragon hunter had already swung his sword closely, and the mottled greatsword swept with a devastating momentum!

The gray-eyed boy who didn't dodge again jumped up, the long sword hidden in front of his chest, and his dexterous figure pounced directly on the dragon hunter's face!

Leaping, rising, raising swords, thrusting——!

In a short moment, Lu Sien, who had probably only a thousandth of a second to think about tactics, completed all the steps, and he dodged the sword wind that destroyed everything, and a flash of silver light pierced out of his hand, leaving only a fraction of a centimeter between the tip of the sword and the opponent's face......

The gray-eyed boy's pupils contracted suddenly—and at that moment, the dragon hunter's left arm blocked his blade!

"Bell ——!"

The fierce blade of the sword pulled out a series of sparks, and Lusen, who tried his best, gritted his teeth and tore through the dragon hunter's strongest arm, and was pierced by the long sword along with his arm!

But that's all... The tip of the crossbow barely touched the dragon hunter's helmet, stopping only a centimeter from his cheek.

Just a little bit!

The dragon hunter got up suddenly, raised his left arm and slammed into the pillar behind him, and at the last moment, the gray-eyed boy who bit his lower lip pulled out his long sword and decisively kicked it on the opponent's arm armor, and his whole body flew out uncontrollably!

The powerful blade of the sword swept past him, and the embarrassed Lusen fell heavily to the ground, rolling twice in a row to barely stand on his feet.

Really... Just like what he thought - this dragon hunter was essentially the same as the guards before him, they were just puppets controlled by the power of the void, and only skeletons remained.

The head is their only weak point, as long as they completely destroy it, or even just stab it in, this seemingly powerful "monster" will instantly shatter and collapse!

But to put it another way... They'll do whatever it takes to protect their fragile heads—just like just now, if the mottled greatsword stabbed straight from behind, they'd be dead anyway.

The dragon hunter did not continue to attack, and under the arm armor split by Lusen, the left arm of the skeleton was already shattered, and it was no longer possible to hold a sword and attack.

The gray-eyed boy leaning against the pillars gasped with difficulty, covering the wound in his chest with all his might, the distance from the high wall to the palace had reached his limit, and he was now barely able to survive by relying on perseverance.

His vision gradually blurred, and the intense vertigo caused by excessive blood loss made Lusen almost fall, and he could only grit his teeth desperately, holding the hilt of his sword and tense his arm to prevent himself from falling, and hallucinatory voices kept echoing in his head

"Lusen... You should have died in the Broken Mountain Fortress ......"

“... Loren Turin, it was a bad decision for him to save you......"

“... Your death is predestined, an unchangeable predetermined matter......"

"Shut up......" the gray-eyed boy gritted his teeth.

“... You... Destined to die here......"

"I said, shut up, ——!," Rusin growled.

There was a roar in my ears again, and the figure of the dragon hunter and the mottled greatsword had already rushed to within five steps!

Lusen's eyes widened as he regained his sight in an instant, and instinctively held his sword in both hands and swung forward with all his might.

"Bell ——!!!!"

The silver light flashed, and the knight's longsword and the dragon hunter's greatsword collided together, and the sparks smashed apart, and the smoke and dust were everywhere, and two long trajectories dragged out from the feet of the gray-eyed boy.

There was a piercing wail from the clashing blades, and Lusen held down the hilt of the sword, his tense arms revealing his tense tendons—the strength of the other party was simply too strong, and he could completely suppress himself with one hand.

Feeling the terrifying power coming from his arm, Lusen, who gritted his teeth, was already full of hideous colors, and his silver-gray pupils looked at the dragon hunter's left arm hanging by his side.

You only get one chance... It's a dangerous plan, but if it succeeds, it's a win.

No problem, I'll be able to do it... I'm sure I'll be able to beat it... I'm going to ......

Definitely not going to die here——!!!!

"Bell ——!!!!"

After all, the wailing sword could not support such a powerful load, and under the power of the dragon hunter's greatsword, it broke in two from the center of the sword's spine, and the cracked tip of the sword screamed miserably, and flew into the air.

At that moment, the gray-eyed young man's hand holding the sword trembled suddenly, and his whole body tensed unnaturally.

In the words of Lord Loren... Now is the time!

The dragon hunter, who had no emotion or consciousness to speak of, instinctively swung at the thin figure with the help of inertia at the moment when the long sword broke, and the bronze-colored mottled greatsword slashed head-on.

Lu Sien did not dodge, but took advantage of the "advantage" of his size to take advantage of the situation, and once again pounced in front of the dragon hunter, and the broken sword in his hand stabbed straight out.

The dragon hunter immediately drew his sword back to defense, and the fierce dragon hunter's great sword stood in front of him, blocking the gray pupil boy's attack line, but at the same time, the broken sword did not stab at the face door as it "expected".

A sneer rose into the corner of Lusen's mouth with a hideous face.

That's right, this is the advantage of the "short sword" - there is no overly long cumbersome, and the perfectly balanced blade can change the direction of attack at any time and appear in the most unpredictable places for the enemy.

Dragon hunters of the North, see the little dagger of Ellemont!

"——!"

With the sound of sparks, the short sword in Luceen's hand stabbed into the dragon hunter's waist from the side!

The burly figure staggered suddenly, half-kneeling to the ground, and at that moment, the dragon hunter's greatsword in his hand slashed from behind towards the already defenseless gray-eyed boy.

"Bang ——!"

The next moment, the mottled sword slashed at the pillars, and between the cracks of the earth and rock, the blade of death flashed by Lusen, only to be hit in the head by the dragon hunter's raised elbow.

Oops!

It suddenly went dark in front of him, and the gray-eyed boy who had lost consciousness flew out of the air for a full four or five meters before falling to the ground like a broken rag doll.

Something seemed to explode in his mind - if it was a normal Lusen, he might have been able to get up quickly, but now he was already at the end of his crossbow, and he struggled twice in a row and fell to the spot without obeying the call.

It wasn't until the third time that the gray-eyed boy who was still in a trance barely got up, and with all his strength he grabbed the dagger tied to his calf, holding it in front of him.

In the blurred vision, the dragon hunter who had been smashed through the vertebrae by the broken sword also collapsed to the ground, supporting his upper body with his big sword, barely crawling.

"I'm not going to die here, I'm going to be able to defeat it......"

Lusen, who muttered in a low voice, staggered straight forward with his dagger in his hand, and the dragon hunter, who had only the upper body left, slowly crawled towards the thin figure.

Ten steps, five steps, four steps, three steps......

The footsteps stopped, and both raised their swords at the same time.

"I'm not going to die here!"