You can't run away, so you have to risk your life to make some dangerous attempts.

But before that, Qi Wuce still has one more thing to do.

He took out a large string of firecrackers, lit them and threw them on the ground, allowing them to crackle and make a noise.

Having restrained his own magic, and his footsteps were also muffled by the sound of firecrackers, even the smell and air currents would be disturbed in the air filled with the smell of gunpowder, and at this moment, Qi Wuce thought that he had made the best preparations.

If you can't deal with it head-on, then it's okay to use some dirty routines.

The loss of light, followed by the blockade of hearing, and the strong foul smell in the air, even the sense of smell could not be trusted at the moment.

However, Achill didn't panic.

His body was trembling, not with fear, but with the excitement of the blood of the battle, and if it weren't for the unfavorable situation at the moment, Arcier would even want to look up to the sky and laugh.

It's been too long, it's been too long. How long has it been since he had been in such a disadvantageous position since he had received the power bestowed upon King Votrigeng?

Years? Or more than ten years? The last battle that made his heart flutter is still impossible to remember.

Warm blood spurted up his chest, and what would have been a fatal blow made Archer dodge a few times under the gut warning.

It's a backstab! Qi Wuce didn't know when he had quietly touched Archel's back in the endless darkness.

The green blade of the sword, strengthened by the magic power, tore Achill's muscles with difficulty, and the defense that was thicker than that of the giant made Qi Wuce secretly frightened at the moment of the backstab.

Dangerous!

The strong sense of crisis made Qi Wuce abandon the long sword that stabbed into Archel's body and was tightly clamped by the rock-solid muscles that could not be pulled out for a while, and retreated sharply.

However, how could Archer let Qi Wuce leave safely?

Furious magic erupted from the tall body like explosives, and the materialized magic spread out around Achill, lifting the turf and dirt in all directions.

Unfortunately, the speed at which the magic exploded was much faster than Qi Wuce's escape, so after being caught up by the released magic power, Qi Wuce only felt as if his back had been hit hard by a heavy hammer.

"Ahem!!"

Coughing up blood from his mouth and nose, Qi Wuce endured the pain like bones falling apart all over his body and got up from the ground.

The current situation is purely Achill's complete crushing from strength, and Qi Wuce is not frustrated by this. Although he was already seriously injured in just one blow, he had already caused a lot of damage to Archer in the previous battle, didn't he?

Although his strength was completely crushed, Qi Wuce refused to despair, and he still had the strength to fight back, so there was no reason to give up, and he still had the last hole card in his hand.

With the release of the magic power, Archier's eyesight seemed to have recovered enough to see, and at this moment, he almost came to Qi Wuce at an unimaginable speed in the blink of an eye.

Immediately crushed a smoke bomb that had been held in the palm of his hand early, and in order to let the smoke explode at the fastest speed, Qi Wuce injected a large amount of magic into the smoke bomb.

Qi Wuru got up in the smoke and quickly distanced himself from Achill, because he had already predicted the other party's next move.

Once again, the magic exploded.

The smoke was so thick that it was instantly blown away by the strong wind in the air, exposing Qi Wuce's figure to Achill's eyes.

That's pretty simple and crude...... He didn't even have time to speak, Qi Wuce had just come up with this sentence in his heart, and Archer had already rushed to him.

Losing his weapon, Qi Wuce couldn't even parry, and in front of Achill, who burst out with all his strength, he was defenseless and powerless.

The blade of the sword sliced through the leather armor, cutting a huge and shocking wound from Qi Wuru's chest all the way to his abdomen.

The blood was carried up by the blade and sprinkled into the sky, and Qi Wuce forced himself to endure the pain and spit a mouthful of bloody phlegm into Archier's eyes.

The disgusting tricks didn't make Archill feel the slightest mood swing, and at the moment he was as cold as a machine that existed specifically for killing.

Achill wiped his eyes, and Qi Wuce was able to use this to distance himself from him again and throw the remaining smoke bombs out of his hand one by one.

With a fierce look in his eyes, Achill regained his sight after rubbing his eyes, and glanced at the large cloud of smoke that suddenly appeared in front of him, and the corners of his mouth gradually outlined a terrifying arc.

He was a difficult fellow, and if he had lived a few more years, he might have been able to fight him head-on, but it was a pity that he would not have given him his long-lost kindness.

Patience has run out, and Archer intends to make a last-ditch move to finish off his respectable opponent.

Bursting with magic again, the smoke was blown away, and Achill saw Qi Wuce, standing there staring straight at him.

"Aren't you running?"

Seeing something unexpected, Achill asked Qi Wuce with the curiosity in his heart.

"If you don't run, what should come will always come, and I can't keep running away, if I'm not mistaken, it should be your last killer move."

Those plain eyes seemed to have seen through life and death, and Qi Wucao seemed so calm in the face of the impending death, so calm that even Archer felt a little weird.

"Is that your decision? Calmly to die? ”

Achill laughed, "You're still young, don't you want to struggle a little more?" Maybe if I make a small mistake, you can use it to escape? ”

ridiculed Qi Wuce, and the little respect in Archel's original heart also came to naught at the moment when Qi Wuce was captured.

He knew very well that Qi Wuce still had the strength to resist, but now the other party easily chose to give up, which made him very disappointed.

I thought that this Qi Wuce, who challenged him, would be a tenacious knight, but I didn't expect that he would be a coward after all?

"Die calmly? No, no, no, I still have the strength to make a last-ditch effort, so let's give it a try, I'm not the kind of person who sits still. ”

Because it was the last fight, Qi Wuce relaxed instead.

"Not bad!" Because of Qi Wuce's reply, Archer cheered up again: "Young knight, for your death, I will use my strongest trick to show my respect for you. ”

His eyes were awe-inspiring, and he raised his sword. The magic in Achill's body converged towards the sword, and the sheer amount of magic even made the celestial phenomena gloomy again.

The pillar of light more than ten meters high was completely composed of magic power, and it was hard for Qi Wuce to imagine how much magic power was needed to form such a phenomenon.

This must have been an earth-shattering blow, but Qi Wuce was still confident in his hole cards.

"Pick it up! Witness the power that Lord Votigon of Britain, has bestowed upon me! ”

The pillar of light pressed down towards Qi Wuce, but Qi Wuce only said a name softly.

“Fragarach！！！ Cut off our enemies. ”