"Poof......

Aslan was dumbfounded, vomited blood, and stared blankly at the iron sword that was broken in two, the confident smile on the corner of his mouth gradually solidified, and a heart instantly split into eight petals and shattered.

"Ahh Yes! Yes! ”

He covered his head in despair and screamed angrily: "You... You're an accomplice of the devil, aren't you? Specializing in using a broken sword to pit labor and management? I rub! I curse you for having corns on your buttocks, and you didn't give birth to a child, and when I die, I turn into a ghost and haunt you every day, and pull you to hell together......"

"Shut up! What are the ghosts crying wolf howling about?! ”

The mysterious voice snorted coldly: "You kid has a funny head? I'm not a blacksmith shop, there's a rusty broken sword in the wilderness, you can steal the fun, there's a lot of! ”

"It's okay now, even this only broken sword is broken, you can ask for more blessings......"

Rumble!

A blast in the air rang out.

Aslan's eyes flickered, and he saw a pitch-black claw bigger than his head that was quickly attacking him, and with a "bump", it slammed heavily on his chest.

"Ah......h

He screamed, and the whole person was shot out, with a burst of red blood, and slammed into the wall on the left side of the door, directly collapsing the wall, burying it under a pile of broken bricks, and falling to pieces.

"Ahem."

Aslan's internal organs were concussive, and he had been coughing violently, not only coughing up blood, but also bringing out some fragments of internal organs, which made his scalp numb and his forehead oozed dense cold sweat.

Damn, is this webmaster really going to die heroically in this hellish place?

"Smash your head! Pinch the heart of the explosion! Rip out your guts! Eat your whole body cleanly, and you will be clean...... Aslan, die in despair in fear and trembling! ”

Demon Elena screamed excitedly, her blood-red tongue thick and long, like a python, spitting back and forth, and brownish-yellow sticky saliva continued to flow from the corners of her mouth......

The scarlet eyes of the lantern locked on Aslan, as if he had seen the prey he had loved for a long time, and his eyes became brighter and brighter, and they were a little red and black.

"Shhh

Aslan was a spirit, his whole body was chilling, and he hurriedly endured the severe pain and crawled out of the rubble, he half-knelt on the ground, staring closely at the oncoming demon, his two skinny legs kept shaking.

Elena in the form of a demon is about four or five meters tall, and even the roof has been broken, and her body is extremely huge, and the already emaciated Aslan is like a worm in front of it, which can be easily crushed to death.

Aslan looked down at the broken sword that was only a foot long in his hand, and then looked up at the terrifying demon in front of him, his heart was as cold as ice, and even his blood was almost frozen.

How can this be fought?

"Hey! Are you still there and what now? He pinned his last hope on the mysterious man.

"What to do ......"

A calm voice immediately rang out: "it!" ”

Very straightforward words.

"With this broken sword?" Aslan wanted to throw the tattered sword in his hand on the ground, stomp on it hard, spit again, and then stood there with his chest held high...... Wait for death!

"Just use this broken sword! If the sword is broken and then broken, use the hilt, and if the hilt is broken, you will smash it with your fist, knock it with your head, bite it with your teeth, and in a word, cut it!! ”

At this moment, a sharp wind howled, messing Aslan's hair, cutting an inch of his scalp, and a wisp of red blood flowed down from the center of his forehead, parted from the bridge of his nose, and finally poured into his eyes.

Dye those eyes full of fear and timidity red!

"it! Ahh

Driven by a strong desire to survive, Aslan burst out with courage that he had never had before, his eyes were red, as if he had gone crazy, screaming and running, his hands tightly grasped the sluggish broken sword that only a section was left, and desperately rushed towards the oncoming demon.

It's like when a soldier hears the charge call, there is no longer fear or death in his eyes, and the only consciousness left in his mind is forward, charge! Charge! Charge again!

He rushed to the demon in an instant, suddenly bowed down and mustered all his strength, kicked the ground with both feet, and jumped with his strength, the whole person seemed to fly, jumped four or five meters high, and hung directly on the demon's huge and hideous head.

"Bump! Touch! Touch! ”

He rolled over and rode nimbly on the demon's neck, holding his broken sword towards the crown of blood above the latter's head, slashing wildly with a clanging frenzy.

"Chop... Fuck you! ”

At this moment, in the gap between life and death, Aslan forgot everything, driven by an instinctive desire to survive, and only had the evil blood crown in his eyes!

And he has only one purpose - to cut off the crown of blood!

"This kid ......"

As a calm and objective bystander, the mysterious man was slightly stunned, maybe even Aslan himself didn't feel that he was unusual at the moment, but the former noticed it.

Jumping four or five meters high, the force surges several times.

This is by no means something that ordinary people can do!

"Is the source of magic starting to awaken...... Hum! It's a bit unbelievable that this piece of broken wood, which is completely rotten inside and out, can still grow new shoots. ”

In the depths of the darkness, a slightly surprised voice quietly came out.

But at this moment, Aslan couldn't hear the compliment, and all his attention was focused on the blood crown in front of him.

Chop! Chop! Chop!

A storm of slashing and chopping!

The broken sword crippled the blade, shattered the blade, and finally smashed the hilt of the sword, in exchange for more than a dozen openings in the crown of blood.

As the mysterious man said, the Blood Crown was the Devil's Achilles' heel, and whenever Aslan left a scar on the Blood Crown, the terrifying demon would let out a terrible scream, apparently suffering a heavy wound.

"Damn it! Damn human, I'm going to tear you to shreds! ”

The demon roared in rage, and its sharp and thick black claws slapped fiercely at Aslan's back, trying to smash the nasty bug into powder.

"Poof......

The power of the demon is not covered, and with a slap, Aslan's back was smashed, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out directly, and the bones all over his body fell apart, his face was pale, and the pain was to the bone!

But he kept clinging to the demon's neck with his legs, refusing to let go, even if he was hit the back many times, and his skin became fleshy and bloody, he gritted his teeth and persisted.

"Damn, labor and management don't care about anything anymore, die! Die! ”

Aslan was red-eyed, and when the sword was gone, he smashed it with his fist, smashing his hands so that the flesh and blood of his hands were blurred, and even his finger bones were broken, and finally he directly bit it with his teeth, trying to bite off the demon's blood crown!

Rabbits bite people when they are in a hurry, let alone people!

At this moment, Aslan burst out with unprecedented courage, this ordinary person who is usually startled when he sees a mouse and doesn't even dare to kill a chicken, is fighting for his life!

Fight to stay alive!

"Boy! Don't be foolish, keep your eyes open and see that this demon's blood crown has the sword marks left by that knight, and that will be your only breakthrough! ”

Suddenly, the ghostly voice rang in my ears again.

Aslan was suddenly stunned, his mind was highly concentrated, and his keen eyes quickly discovered that in front of the right side of the blood crown, there was a deep sword mark, about three centimeters long, which could almost cut off the blood crown completely.

This should have been left by Artoria!

The Blood Crown was so hard that it took him so much effort to cut a dozen notches of less than a centimeter into it, but Artoria easily cut a three-centimeter-long sword mark.

Is this the true strength of a knight!

At this critical juncture of life and death crisis, Aslan didn't care about emotion, and opened his mouth to bite wildly along the sword mark......

The pain in his heart irritated his nerves, and blood mixed with saliva flowed out of his mouth, until his upper and lower rows of teeth were shattered, and finally a shattering sound symbolized victory was heard.

"Click!"

Blood Crown...... It's finally broken!