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Following the spirit forward, in the end, Wu Lingfeng and the others came to a blood space, another space in the space of the well of demonic energy, and a skinny guy leaned on a blood-colored spear and remained motionless.

"It's him, please save him......" The resentful spirit suddenly looked at Wu Lingfeng and them as if pleading.

"Are you still alive? It's already like that......" Gig couldn't help frowning, looking like a skeleton, a human skin clinging to the bones, almost humanoid.

"Alive, he's still alive, he's just asleep......," the wraith suddenly said loudly.

"Sleep past ???"

Wu Lingfeng, Poison Island Tsuiko, Artoria, Jige and others were suddenly a little unimaginable, so they still fell asleep? Obviously, there is no fluctuation of anger.

"Alive, he was like this more than a hundred years ago, I woke him up at that time, he is still alive......" The wraith suddenly said loudly, as if to prove that he was talking about things, and tried to say it in all his voices.

"Putting aside whether he is alive or not, this guy has a powerful curse power, cursing himself, cursing everything, there are curses given to him by others, and there are curses he has given himself, this guy is already equivalent to the embodiment of the curse." Gig said with a frown.

"I also felt it, deep remorse, deep resentment, a bloody curse...... "Artoria sighed.

"I'm going to wake him up, but be careful, he'll go crazy and attack everything he sees......" the wraith said.

Wu Lingfeng nodded. How can it feel so weird, a resentful spirit wakes up a human skin skeleton.

The Wraith walked over to the human-skinned skeleton and held out his hand to shake him. Said: "Sisyphus, it's me." Nivea, I'm looking for someone to save you again, wake up, they can save you......"

“……”

In an instant, a terrifying blood light spread out, and a large amount of blood entered the body of the human skin skeleton, and gradually, the body of the human skin skeleton was enriched. A tall and handsome man condensed out, his blood-red eyes looking at Wu Lingfeng and them.

"Is it the King's Knights of Punishment again?" The red-eyed man looked at Wu Lingfeng and said indifferently.

"No, Sisyphus, thousands of years have passed, and the world outside has already changed, they are not the Knights of Punishment of that guy, just some adventurers, come, let them see. They're powerful, and they'll be able to free your curse......," the wraith said.

"No, the great kingdom of the Paladins will not fall, I am not dead. It is even more impossible for the king to die, he will surely come and kill me, and the life of my Sisyphus can only be taken by him. The Knights of Punishment have no choice but to ask you to go on your way. To protect Nivea! ”

The red-eyed man pulled out the blood-red spear behind him and slammed his right foot on the ground. In an instant, he appeared in front of Wu Lingfeng and them, and the spear in his hand stabbed out at Wu Lingfeng like a phantom, and a crazy blood-devouring force interfered with the surrounding demonic energy.

The red-eyed manly smell has swept away all the power of demonic energy just by relying on the power of his own flesh and blood, this guy!

"When ......" Artoria blocked the attack of the red-eyed man, that is, Sisyphus, in an instant, those shadows of the spear are just to confuse the enemy, the real spear is only the lower one, as long as you resist the real one, you can!

"Poof......

But Artoria was instantly surprised, because a trace of blood appeared on her face! How can it be?

"Well, your sword skills are very good, and you have captured my gun perfectly, but I, Sisyphus, have the title of [Blood Spear Rider], and the gun shadow just now is not an ordinary afterimage, but a gun composed of blood intent, which means that you can think of it as a physical gun!" Sisyphus said indifferently.

"Since you are a knight, then fight with the courtesy of a knight, and since you have informed your name, then I will also tell you my name, Artoria Pendragon, whose title is [King of Knights]." Artoria put away the Shadowless Sword and made a knightly manner.

"The Knight King? Ha Luha, I'm really too proud, I'm confident that I haven't heard of anyone who would call himself the king of knights, although you are a woman, but in order to maintain the arrogance of knights, I will also let you understand how ridiculous the knight king is, do you have the strength of a knight king? Sisepher said with a sneer.

Artoria shook her head and said, "It's not that I want to call this title, but someone else calls it that, if you want to prove that your knighthood is more determined than mine, then I look forward to it!" ”

"Interesting, you fellow, hehe, since you think you are strong-willed in the way of chivalry, then I'll be the first to tell you what it means to be firm! I hope your knightly skills are as strong as your will! Sisephror picked up his spear and stabbed it at Artoria.

Artoria understood Sisephus' will to blood, and began to resist hastily, each phantom was a real gun, and with Sisephus's gun speed being so fast, it was obvious that she would fall into a state of exhaustion.

And what's even more difficult is that now in this demonic space, Artoria must wrap her body with a large amount of mystical power to block the invasion of demonic energy, so her strength is incomplete, but the blood sin of this spear knight in front of her is no less than the evil of darkness, and the power of darkness is at most his nourishment.

The reason why I say this is because the knight of the gun in front of him can no longer be called a normal creature, Artoria can feel that this guy in front of him is already a necromantic existence, but the curse in him is probably a curse on the soul, and the power of the curse makes his soul stronger and stronger to a certain extent, so he can maintain a state of "life" with a strong soul will.

To put it simply, the curse in Sisyphus is a soul curse, and this curse will accompany the last moment when his soul burns out, but Sissephus's will is extremely firm, and he does not succumb to the power of the curse, and gradually cultivates his soul to become strong in the struggle against the power of the curse, and even the power of the curse has become his dominance.

The powerful power of the soul and the will of blood built the immortality of Sisyphus.

What Artoria cares more about is what makes Sisepher refuse to bow his head, and he has been entangled with the power of the curse until now, as if he is waiting for something, as if he is trying to determine something.

A dead person who should have ended, but did not die, because he had a strong resentment.

What deserves Artoria's admiration is such a strong chivalric will of Sisephers.

"What's the matter, King of Knights? Where is your pride? Come, prove to me your way of knighthood, I Sisyphus think that the way of knighthood will not be lost to anyone, and if you want to be a knight, you must get my approval! "Sisepher picked up the pace of the attack again.

"When ......"

Artoria collided with Sisephus' attack, retreated from his range with great force, and then erupted in a majestic breath of gold.

"O knight of the spear in front of you, are you really strong-willed? The more you admit your strong-willed existence, the more you are unsure of the meaning of your knighthood, although I don't know what kind of experience you have had before, but you are shaken, right? Shake your knightly faith, and the knightly faith you hold on to is supported, so you hover between life and death, unable to be liberated!

You're waiting for the one who shakes your knight's will, wait for sure of something, and then judge if your knighthood is the right thing, right? ”

Sisyphus's pupils constricted, and he suddenly took a deep breath, looked at Artoria, gritted his teeth and said: "Don't look at people with eyes that know everything, what real truth do you guys know, forget it...... There's no need for me to be angry with you, because you'll soon be the ghost of my blood spear! ”

"Don't be too arrogant!"

Artoria understands that she is underestimated, yes, she doesn't understand his real story, but who will understand her, probably only Wu Lingfeng alone, she is not the only one!

"Boom ......"

In an instant, Sisyphus and Artoria collided with each other, and the collision of the will of gold and the will of blood reverberated in the space, and the sound of a light and brittle metal clash was resounding......

"It's so powerful, Sisephus's gun skills are very famous, I didn't expect that there are people who don't want to go up and down with him......" The resentful spirit looked at Artoria, and was suddenly surprised, in her heart, Sisyphus has never been able to do anything, forever chic, on the battlefield, no one in close quarters is his opponent, but now he is in a bitter battle with Artoria.

"That spear knight is also very good, he doesn't have any powerful spells, just a simple spear skill is already powerful to such a point, it's really breathtaking, such a wonderful battle between the spear knight and the sword warrior is still the first to see." Wu Lingfeng also lamented that Artoria had found an opponent to fight happily.

"That kid is not simple, it is really good to turn his will into power and condense it, the spear of will is more powerful than the blood spear in his hand......" Gig said as he looked at Sisephus.

"Is it a strong will? I don't know if Artoria's golden will is a little more powerful, or if this guy's blood will is a little more powerful. Poison Island Tsuneko couldn't help but sigh and said, there are really few knights who can comprehend the power of will, and Artoria can be regarded as having found a good opponent.

"I have a feeling that the kid is going to lose, his will is just a façade, he is not very strong, he is just acting tough......" Gig pouted, he had already seen through his heart. (To be continued......)