"——! Shark"

The white-bearded apostle of the evil god Quigor's cast-iron body suddenly shook, and his murderous two-handed battle axe swept across and slashed straight at Lusen's neck.

At the moment of lightning, the gray-eyed boy who had no time to dodge could only parry with his backhand, but the huge force from the weapon made him unable to unload his force at all, and the whole person was smashed out like a stone cannon.

Bang——!

Lusen, who had fallen to the ground, smashed a large cloud of dust on the snow where the flames had not burned out, and the cold-eyed Quigo did not even hesitate, and the battle axe raised above his head had fallen again.

Rumble!

Looking at the blade of the axe that sank deep into the ground, Lusen's heart beat wildly—the fear of life and death in that moment almost immediately reminded him of the battle he had fought with the dragon knights in Dragon King City years ago.

Damn, why am I still distracted?!

Cursing to himself as if laughing at himself, Lusen desperately dodged the tomahawk that stabbed at him, and two short swords pressed against the long handle of the tomahawk at the same time, swinging away the enemy's attack.

Seizing the opportunity, Lu Sien almost suicidally rushed into the three steps of the Evil God Apostle, and the two sharp blades one after the other, forced into the dead corners of the opponent's body from different angles.

But... It's just bait.

The Evil God Apostle suddenly retreated, his right arm trembling, and the long handle of the battle axe in his hand jerked backwards.

"Bell ——!"

The roar of the Jingo meeting rang out - just before the barb-shaped axe blade was about to cut through Lusen, it was stopped by a sudden horizontal short sword.

Enduring the pain in his right arm, which seemed to tear apart, Lusin stabbed the "Dragon Knight Spear" in his left hand straight out.

Burst!

The sharp blade of Xue Liang only left a shallow white mark on the neck of the Evil God Apostle, and even the skin could not be torn apart.

The gray-eyed boy who missed the blow immediately counterattacked and defended, dodging to the right to dodge the knee impact that was already approaching him... As a result, he failed to see the long handle of the opponent's tomahawk suddenly change direction.

"Bang ——!"

The splatters of blood were mixed with a muffled sound, and Lusen's mind turned white as his temples were pounded, and his body soared into the air.

The apostle of the evil god lifted the soles of his feet steadily, stepped on his back, and then kicked him violently.

Poof!

The gray-eyed boy fell to the ground in pain, his whole body trembling uncontrollably, and the sharp pain behind him... It was as if the spine had been broken.

There was no time to think about it - at the same time as the short sword in his right hand was raised, the opponent's long-handled battle axe had already fallen hard.

"Bell ——!"

The blade that met with the tomahawk tore open a spark, and finally barely deflected the opponent's attack, and Lusen, who seized the opportunity, did not hesitate to pounce on the opponent's door, and the short sword in his left hand was raised.

Really... In the face of an attack that was approaching within three steps, the opponent's body still maintained a certain "fighting instinct" - while dodging to the side, he elbowed the gray-eyed boy with a backhand.

Almost at the same moment, the stabbing short sword suddenly slammed inward and backhanded, and Lusen, who had dodged his elbow, dodged over the head of the Evil God Apostle, and landed steadily.

The positions of the two figures were reversed, and the distance was ten paces away.

For some reason, the other party did not rush to attack, but stood in place and looked at him coldly.

"Whew... Call...... Whew......"

Sweaty and pale, Lusen stood up straight, a trail of blood running from his temple across his right eye, dripping wet to the ground.

The forearm was almost numb, the back of the waist was so painful that it was about to break, and the muscles of the whole body were trembling under the torture of the severe painful nerves.

It's embarrassing... It's really embarrassing.

After the battle of the Great Green Sea, it seems that he has not been so embarrassed for a long time.

At the moment when the blades collided, Lu Sien even had a sense of danger that he was "dead".

If it goes on like this, I'm afraid I'm ......

An ice-cracking scream suddenly sounded, and hundreds of rotting corpses screamed and rushed towards the gray-eyed boy's figure from behind.

"Covering the ——! of Luceen"

Count Eckert of Fury Castle roared angrily, drew his sword and was the first to rush out of the low wall in front of the defensive line: "Cover him, form an array to enter the palace, and the two wings will line up to stop the scum, rush ah——!"

"Attack, long live the Empire——————!!!!"

In a uniform shout, the two Imperial Flag Bearers took the lead in raising the Iron Crown banner and rushed out with the figure of the Count of Fury.

The messy sound of military trumpets sounded in all directions, and before the preparations were completed, the legionnaires hurriedly formed two phalanxes and rushed out of the defensive positions, spreading out on the left and right sides of the hill to pounce on the rotting corpses who had already rushed up.

In the bloody killing field, the legionnaires who rushed to the first row were almost without exception torn to pieces by the rotting demons who pounced on them, screaming and piercing the body of the monsters, forcibly restraining the momentum of the enemy's attack.

Stepping on the bones of the robes in the front row, the defenders who followed finally formed a relatively strong shield wall, picking up the battle flag from the flag-bearer who had been torn apart alive, and the two palms that had been severed were still firmly clutched on the flagpole and could not be broken.

"Cover Captain Luceen——!"

Another shout - the Byrne knights and demon hunters, who were about to catch up, charged directly from the bottom of the hillside, and because the terrain was elevated, many knights simply dismounted and joined the battle on foot, forming a thick multi-row charging cone formation, like spears piercing straight into the army of rotting demons.

Under the iron hooves of the war horses, the chaotic rotting corpse demons were directly shattered into a ball, like a collapsed wall, layer by layer collapsed and shattered in front of the cavalry charge. The ice-like "corpses" even made many knights unable to stand firmly, and even fell off the cliff with men and horses.

Because even the target of people and horses is too large, almost all the knights who charge higher are spared, even if only the war horse is killed, the knight who falls from the horse is often crushed under the war horse, or is torn by the carrion demon who rushes up, and there is no room for resistance.

But they're really running out of time... The pride of being a knight also prevented them from leaving their mounts behind, leaving their closest comrades alone on the battlefield, so they could only embark on the path of "living and dying together".

In any case, the attack of the carrion army was stopped by the shield wall, and the attack was stopped by the decisive charge of the cavalry, and the demon hunters, who had seized the opportunity, immediately turned and dismounted, formed a thin line in front of the shield wall, and began to stop the rotting demons who were already in disarray.

Dealing with "monsters", they are the real "experts"!

But no matter how the two sides fought, they always maintained a certain range in the center, not to interfere with the "battle" that belonged to Lusen - not that they didn't want to, but that Eckert and the witchers knew that they couldn't help.

Is that... Almost instinctive fear, he would rather face thousands of carrion demons than fight that figure head-on, and he didn't even have the courage to swarm and drown him.

It was as if it was a living dragon, standing in front of him in human form, and no matter how much he tried to hide it, the look in his eyes that looked like an ant was terrifying.

"You're very brave. ”

Lu Sien, who was slightly stunned, raised his brows in some astonishment.

"I've fought many lackeys of the Holy Cross, and there is no shortage of powerful warriors, but ......"

The voice was indifferent, but there was a hint of curiosity in the voice of the Evil God Apostle: "You are the first, and you have no fear of me—as if fighting with me is just an ordinary thing that is not worth mentioning. ”

"So... You've fought with other apostles of evil gods, haven't you?"

The Apostle of the Evil God, Quigo, raised his long-handled battle axe with one arm and aimed the blade at Lusen.

Evil God Apostles?Fight?

The corners of Luceen's mouth unconsciously hooked.

"Funny?" said the Apostle of the Evil God, Quigo, frowned.

"No, it's not funny at all. With a cold snort, the gray-eyed boy raised his gaze: "It's just that you're right... I finally understand why I didn't feel any fear when I was almost killed by you. ”

"Because a guy like you can no longer give me the slightest idea of fear!"

"Really?"

The voice of the evil god apostle Quigor was extremely low:

"You... Mankind... It's very arrogant. ”

As if there was a tacit understanding, the two sides pounced on each other at the same time, leaving two afterimages between the splashes of snow and dust.

"Bell ——!"

The moment the blades collided, the twin swords that parried the battle axe sparked a string of sparks on the axe blade, and after the three afterimages collided several times in succession, and then separated.

The strength of the other party, as well as the strength of the body, completely suppresses themselves... Although Lu Sien had expected this, he definitely didn't expect that his full stab would only leave a scratch on his neck.

That's right, he can be sure that the stab just now is definitely not wrong, but his strength is simply not enough to leave even a little wound on the other party's body!

Naked, but as if wearing iron armor, invulnerable... Is this the power of the "tyrannical" apostle of the evil god?

If that's the case, then I can only try to fight with him for speed and reaction.

"Bell ——!"

The blades are constantly intersecting, colliding... Although the strength of the "Dragon Knight's Spear" as a Mithril weapon is absolutely sufficient, the Lusen who wields it is a real mortal in the flesh, and the continuous vibration and terrifying force have caused a burst of sorrow from his arm bones.

Have to... You need to be more flexible in your way of fighting.

But if that's the case, you'll have to use Asriel's powers... I had promised Isaac and Lord Loren that I would never use his power lightly again.

What to do?

"Ding ——!"

With a soft thud, the sudden raised tomahawk swung its falling dagger, and just as Lusen thought it was going to be smashed down, the Apostle of the Evil God Quigo aimed his long-handled tail at his face and stabbed it hard.

Burst!

Despite his best efforts to dodge, the longhandle slashed over the side of his cheek and narrowly missed a headshot.

The gray-eyed boy who lost his balance fell to the ground, rolled several times in succession before stopping, and propped up his body with his short sword.

"I see. ”

The surprised Evil God Apostle Quigo, his eyes under his white beard showed a somewhat clear look: "No wonder you don't feel the slightest fear... I thought you were a lackey of the Holy Cross, but I didn't expect ......"

"That's it!"

Lu Sien, who gritted his teeth, hurriedly snatched the words of the evil god apostle, and his eyes swept his eyes a little nervously to protect the robes who were still fighting with the monsters and protecting themselves:

"It's just... That's it!"

The Apostle of the Evil God laughed.

"Human... Are you scared?"

"There's nothing to be afraid of. Lu Sien said coldly, staring at him nervously: "It's just that it's not necessary now... When I don't need it anymore, I'll naturally clarify it to everyone and let them decide if I'm right or wrong. ”

"Now what I'm going to do... It's just going to kill you. ”

"Really?"

Before he could finish speaking, the Apostle of the Evil God Quegor suddenly burst into flames, raising his battle axe with one hand and lunging at him like a beast.

"Bell ——!"

The moment the short sword in his right hand parried, Lu Sien's eyes had changed from silver to gray-blue, and the short sword that parried the battle axe swung like a poisonous snake along the long handle towards the neck of the evil god apostle, and his body had already jumped into the air.

"Smack——!

The blade of the sword was swung away by the long handle, but the blade of the left hand had already gained the required gap, and with the force of the turn, he stabbed the left side of the apostle of the evil god with a backhand from top to bottom.

In the flash of lightning, the Apostle of the Evil God dodged the fatal blow, and the blade of the battle axe also blocked the sword on the right side of the door at the same time, and even the head hammer that Lu Sien struggled to use was pushed back by him with a harder head hammer.

"Bang ——!"

The moment he landed, the gray-eyed boy with his hands held high barely held the falling tomahawk, and blood oozed from his bruised forehead, painting the bridge of his nose red.

"Human... Terrific. ”

The Evil God Apostle spoke lightly.

"You're welcome. Lusen said coldly.

"But... You don't think I'm the only one in this monster invasion, do you?"

Well?!

Lusen's eyes widened suddenly.

"That's right, just like you think... Another creature who is even more cruel than me has arrived at another of your positions with tens of thousands of rotting corpses, and now I'm afraid he is wantonly killing people, right?"

Looking at the gray-eyed young man with his pupils shrinking suddenly, the evil god apostle Quigo said lightly: "With you, your robes are very lucky, but unfortunately you are only one, and those mere oath knights are not enough to stop his ......."

Poof!

The sudden sound of laughter made the Evil God Apostle frown slightly, and by the time he lowered his gaze, Lu Sien couldn't help but laugh out loud:

"Puff heheha......ha

The hearty laughter was not only the enemy, but even the surrounding defender soldiers couldn't help but look back and glance at the gray-eyed boy who seemed to be stupid.

"I see, so the defensive position in the east is the weakest link of the defenders in your eyes, right-then I will be very unfortunate to tell you, you guessed wrong!"

"The defensive position in the west, which I am responsible for, is the weakest link in the entire Bloodshed Valley!" said an excited Lusen, with a smile on his face:

"You're really lucky to have decided to attack the western position!"

In the moment of laughter, the gray-eyed young man's twin swords swung away the battle axe of the tyrannical apostle Quigor, and raised the short sword of both hands in a posture that resembled that of an Azorean elven warrior.

"So to reward you, I'll show you another 'good thing'......"

"For example, mine... The Way of the Samurai!"