"Whew...... Whew......"

Amakusa Shiro took a few steps back, and only then did he slowly calm down his wildly beating heart, and even the rhythm of his breathing was almost disrupted.

At that moment just now, if it weren't for the fact that his heart and eye made him sense the danger of death, he subconsciously retreated backwards, and now he might have been torn apart, completely becoming history, and returning to the seat of the Heroic Spirit.

It's outrageous!

It was just one move, and he almost returned to Huangquan.

The gap between the two sides in martial arts is actually so big?

It's not a little bit worse at all, it's nearly a dimension apart, and there is no point in comparing the two at all!

If it's just one move, he can still rely on his heart eye to dodge, but as long as the battle lasts for a long time, he will inevitably have flaws, and most of them will die at that time.

In other words, if he only relied on white-knuckle combat, he could not be Ryuxia's opponent.

“…… Wonderful, just a slash, my confidence was almost exhausted. ”

Amakusa Shiro barely calmed down, and the eyes that looked at Ryuxia had become extremely jealous.

"This kind of swordsmanship, even if it is a famous swordsman in history, no, even if it is a sword master, I'm afraid it is not as good as it!"

His eyes were still locked on Ryuxia.

But unlike the previous move, this time, he was vigilant of Ryuxia's movements, and the idea of doing it had disappeared, and he just hoped that Ryuxia would not suddenly come closer.

"Eyesight is not bad."

Ryu Xia nodded indifferently, "My swordsmanship is indeed the realm of the Sword Saint, and I have fought against characters such as Miyamoto Musashi, Sasaki Kojiro, and Yagyu Soki, and most of them can win." ”

The corners of Amakusa Shiro's eyes twitched slightly.

The names he reported were all well-known figures for the people of the island country, and none of them were sword masters and sword powerhouses in the realm of sword saints.

A character like him, who has only experienced a few months of battlefield, compared to a swordsman in that realm, is simply the difference between the light of the firefly and the light of the bright moon, and it can't be calculated.

"And then? Is there any other means? ”

Ryuxia looked at Amakusa Shiro opposite with an indifferent expression, and continued to speak: "If not, then you are almost ready to return to the Throne of the Immortal." ”

It is true that the sword of Wurui Peony is indeed a magic sword that must be hit, but the only weakness is that the enveloping range is too small, and it can only cover the point of the sword.

Otherwise, with the sword just now, Amakusa Shiro would be dead by now.

“…… Indeed, when it comes to martial arts, I am willing to bow to the upper hand, even if there is no physical fitness gap, I am not your opponent. ”

Amakusa Shiro couldn't help but sigh slightly when he heard this, but then a faint smile appeared on his face, "But unfortunately, I do have a back hand." ”

"Choking ——!"

The moment he finished smiling, several purple chains suddenly appeared from all directions, spreading towards Ryuxia's neck and limbs like a sinuous snake.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Ryusha slashed out with a few backhand slashes.

Obviously, there was no problem with exerting force, but in this special space, he couldn't even excite a little sword qi, so he could only use the tip of his sword to pick up all the chains in all directions, and then cut them off with a single sword.

The so-called space without the law of power and speed is the meaning of the sword qi that is stimulated by force and speed, and it does not exist here at the root.

Of course, the more important thing than this is-

"This chain...... Is it Red Assassin? ”

Ryutsu looked up and looked in the direction of Shiro Amakusa.

"Exactly."

A very familiar figure appeared beside Amakusa Shiro from nothing, and made a proud response to Ryuxia.

Her long black hair, luxurious dress, delicate and charming face, golden vertical pupils, elf-like pointed ears, and a deadly poppy-like smile on her face all symbolized her identity.

Semiramis.

She actually appeared here with Shiro Amakusa?

"Huh, hum! And that's not all! ”

After Semiramis appeared, a slightly rough voice appeared next to Shiro Amakusa.

Then another figure appeared beside him.

"And my generation is here!"

It was a middle-aged man with short brown hair, a well-groomed beard on his chin, a turquoise men's dress, and a classical book with a red cover in his hand.

At this moment, he was looking down and writing something hard, and his expression was excited.

At first glance, it gives the impression of a gentleman, but it also looks like crazy.

"Shakespeare...... I see, Red Aster? ”

Ryusha glanced at him and discovered his true identity from Chaldean memories.

This guy is a very outstanding and handful writer in the history of English literature, and even in the entire history of world literature, and has created many well-known famous works in his life, which have been widely circulated until modern times.

This guy had also been summoned in Chaldea, so Ryusha knew about him.

However, although this guy has a high literary literacy, he is essentially an ordinary person who doesn't know magic, and he belongs to the type that basically has no combat effectiveness.

In this way, Ryusha can understand why Semiramis would ignore the Red Aster in the first place, if the Red Aster is Shakespeare, it really can't be put in the list of available people at all.

"Oooh!! Thank you so much! My generation has obviously never been on the stage, and I don't even have a single line, but I can be remembered by the actors, and there is nothing more suitable for being a playwright's consolation! ”

is worthy of being a playwright, his words and deeds are full of a strong expressive desire like a stage actor, and his expressions and movements are extremely exaggerated.

"Semiramis and Shakespeare were brought into this great chalice by me."

Amakusa Shiro quietly interrupted Shakespeare's performance, and then sighed a little regretfully, "It's a pity that the other heroes don't seem to trust me, so I can only bring in the souls of both of them." ”

"By the way, my generation died in the aftermath of the self-explosion in the sky garden!"

Shakespeare thrust in like a needle, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

"And in fact, my generation doesn't trust the master either, I just think it will be fun to follow him, and the only one who has trusted the master from beginning to end is Her Majesty the Empress!"

He smiled so cheaply, very badly, and the smile on his face didn't know what it was implying.

"Choke!"

Purple chains suddenly appeared from behind him, unceremoniously locking his neck.

"If you dare to say more, I'll dismember you now!"

Semiramis cast a murderous gaze at Shakespeare, not at all joking.

Amakusa Shiro stood there, a little unsure of what to say, so he had to keep smiling.