Chapter 1619: Transformation in the Battle of Despair (24)

This kid from Segrade has such a hand!--Thinking of this, Faris couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Not anymore. If it drags on like this, Faris will not only not be able to wait for work and rely on time to defeat Segrade, but will usher in his own defeat!

If Segrade had used this simple and violent method to remove all the toxins from his body, Faris would have no chance of winning!

The only thing he could do now was to try to escape from the lightsaber threat while Segrade was poisoned and couldn't move well, and take the opportunity to fight back. Under normal circumstances, the sharpshooter who was held to his neck by a lightsaber couldn't move at all, and if he moved, he would die. But this is not a normal situation now, and Segrid will not dare to kill Faris in the game!

Thinking of this, the sharpshooter was resolute, immediately clenched his bow and sword, and twisted his body back unguarded! This action is actually very dangerous, if Segrade moves the killing intent, he can indeed cut off Faris's neck with a single knife, but because the leopard man boy did not dare to kill Faris, he hesitated!

Dodging the first blow, Faris immediately raised his sword and stabbed straight into Segrade's chest, and it was aimed at the heart of the leopard-man boy. After seeing Segrade's powerful self-healing ability, the marksman knew that only by destroying the heart of the leopard-man boy could he stop Segrade!

If he had been lucky, the blow could have hit straight and declared the defeat of Segrade!

Unfortunately for Farris, however, the poison on Segrade had been lifted by this time, and the Leopard Man was able to move - though not so much yet!

When Segrade saw Faris' sword stabbing at him, he immediately twisted his body to make the opponent's sword less deadly! The lightsaber in his other hand was slashed out at the same time, slashing towards Faris's waist, and he wanted to cut the marksman in half!

Faris's blade stabbed into Segrade's chest, but instead of hitting the heart, it passed through the ventricles, pierced the lungs and stabbed out in the back!

And Segrade's swept lightsaber failed to cut down Faris, and the marksman forcibly used his metal prosthetic leg to block the attack!

The spark burst out wildly, right at the junction where the lightsaber and the prosthetic met. That prosthetic limb wasn't a weapon after all, it was barely used to block attacks, it could only temporarily slow down the lightsaber's cutting, and it had already been cut off by a third, and it was about to be completely broken!

However, having gained a half-second advantage for himself, Faris also dragged the blade that had pierced Segrade's chest, continuing to expand the wound. His blade was only a tenth of an inch from Segrade's heart, and it would cut through it in no time!

However, at this moment, the sharpshooter Farris sensed that his abdomen was tight, and something had pierced his lower abdomen.

The crucial blow, delivered by Segrade's other arm. Although his attempt to slash Faris was blocked, the other lightsaber he was holding was not idle, and he also stabbed it out, and it stabbed Faris in the abdomen at this moment.

Presumably the location of the liver, maybe the stomach pouch. The stabbing pain in his abdomen quickly turned into a surging pain that hit the marksman's brain.

Because of the severe pain, he could no longer hold the sword in his hand.

Because he is only a human being, an ordinary, insignificant human being, when he is attacked by such a fatal attack, his body will definitely strike, and he will not obey the call, and he will begin to go into shock.

It's a pity, he was only a tenth of an inch away, and he was able to cut Segrade's heart!

It's a pity, he's just a human, not like these orcs, who have a cheating physique!

No, no!—those who are not of my race will have different hearts. How can you just fall here, how can you let this damn beast in front of you become a Knight of the Round Table!

Farris, who was almost fainting, fought back with his last breath, and with only a little strength left, he tried to move his arm and cut at Segrade's heart.

You coarse and ugly beasts, continue to hide in your dark lands and eat dirt!

You don't deserve honor, you don't deserve light, you don't deserve love!

Die!!――

Poof.

The heartbeat of the leopard boy came from the bow and sword.

And of course, of course. After all, the bow and sword had already pierced Segrade's chest, and it was only a twentieth inch away from the heart of the leopard man!

It's close, it's just a little!

Farris's dry eyes were full of rage, bloodshot as if they were about to explode. He could cut the panther kid's heart right away and make Segrade vomit blood and fall down! Even if he can't win, he should at least create a lose-lose situation so that both sides of this tournament can't advance at the same time!

Segrade, however, looked at his opponent calmly, unmoved even though his life might be in danger in the next second.

He didn't speak, but his cold eyes seemed to have said everything.

You humans are really ugly.

Even if you are defeated, you are still unwilling to admit your defeat, and you will continue to die here.

Nothing can be accomplished, nothing can be changed, nothing can be changed for the sake of opposition, discrimination for the sake of discrimination.

Is this the dark nature of your humanity?

As if hearing Segrade's wordless question, Faris's eyes suddenly slackened slightly.

At the same time, the lightsaber in Segrade's hand stabbed harder, digging and burning in the lower abdomen of the sharpshooter, scorching and choking Faris's internal organs.

It can't be done anymore.

Perhaps, this is the trend of history, and it is not something that can be stopped by just one or two people with their own strength.

Someday, one or two Knights of the Round Table will emerge among the orcs.

This would have been a fair honor, as long as the conditions were met, as long as there was enough bravery and wisdom, even an orc as a crude and ugly creature could become a knight of the round table.

So all this really makes no sense. The heroic fighting posture of Segrade, as well as the other orcs who participated in the Round Table Trial this time, will probably have been recorded in the local area and displayed on the TV screen. Even if Faris were to fight for his life here and stop an orc, there would still be thousands of orcs trying.

Realizing how pointless it all was, Faris finally breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed in despair.

No, maybe he was relieved, because he was relieved.

Segrade didn't say anything, just stared intently at the fallen opponent in front of him. Faris was mortally wounded and there was no way to continue the fight.

"Group 3 third game, winner, Leopard people Segrade. A bee golem flew by, announcing the outcome of the game.

However, Segrad was shocked, only to find that the battle had lasted for so long, the surrounding ice fog had begun to dissipate, the visibility had become higher, and the bee golem that had been trapped in the icicle could move everywhere!

Segrade hurriedly covered his face: "Wait! The image just now can't be broadcast, delete it for me!"

"How is that possible. The voice of Knight of the Round Table Kador came from the Bee Golem, and his tone was reproachful: "The match just now was broadcast live throughout Africa. It's all your fault for making the battlefield look like this, there are a lot of wonderful scenes missing from the live broadcast - and you want us to cut more for you?!"

Segrade didn't speak, but took a cloak from the pocket of his belt and covered himself from head to toe. He carefully drew the sword that was stabbed in his chest, and the portal had opened, and the medical team rushed into the battlefield, surrounding Segrade and Faris.

"Don't touch me, I don't need a medical meow. "Segrade refused help from the medical team. Although he was covered in blood and his clothes had been torn from the battle, the wounds on his body had been completely healed, thanks to the blessing of the lake of immortality.

He trotted over to retrieve his Luna Steel Scimitar and Lunar Steel Shield, and because the armor had been firmly sealed by ice, he probably couldn't recover it alone, so he had to rely on the help of the Britannia. He had just picked up everything he was going to pick up, and the medical team there had also left on a stretcher.

"Hey!" called out to Constantine, the Knight of the Round Table, who commanded the medical team, at Segrade, "Are you okay? ＂

"I said I had no problem with meow. The leopard boy replied with a little irritation. He was still very upset about the moment when he was photographed in the face by the Bee Golem, and only hoped that this child-like body would not be overexposed to the public, especially not by Juliet.

But who would see this kind of boring battle to the end? From the moment the ice fog was raised to cover the entire battlefield, the Bee Golem could hardly shoot anything, and it is estimated that the audience in front of the TV has already switched channels out of boredom, right? I just hope that this will be the case.

Thinking of this, Segrade suddenly felt a burst of collapse, and fell to his knees. Of course. Although the injuries in the body are healed, the regeneration of the body requires a lot of nutrients to support, and the physical exertion of Segrade is also extremely staggering. It seems that this regenerative ability is not as invincible as he imagined, and it still has weaknesses.

By the time he realized this, Segrade was already lying on the ground, asleep in a daze.

With Segrade winning the match, a group of orcs led by Bediwell all advanced in the third event of the knockout round.

However, on another battlefield in the Red Sea Pillar Forest, the Bee Golem announced a stunning result of the game.

"Group 4, Game 3, Ivan "Hawkeye" vs. Mordred, Winner: Mordred. ＂

"Hmm...... Falling to the ground and in a pool of his own blood, Evan waited for the medical team to come to the rescue, and looked at the figure of the white-haired boy not far away with a blurred vision.

What he saw was as if it was a terrifying demon who was half beast and half human.