Chapter 930: Hunting Paradise
From the diffusion of the holy power of the saint Saint Marco, the white golden light of the Dao broke through the clouds and the distorted void like a meteor shower, directly guiding the call of the master to the seventh heaven, and the heroic spirits who were supposed to participate in the Holy Grail War with the caster rank were actually replaced by the disciples of Jesus. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
According to the record, Jesus went out on the mountain to pray and prayed to God all night. When the morning came, he called his disciples to him, and he chose twelve men from among them, and called them apostles, representing the twelve factions of the church and the supreme glory of God. Although it is different from Matthew and Mark, the Gospel Saints who came directly from the Heavenly Mountain, they only affect the heroic spirits condensed by the legend of the plane itself through the sacred power of worship, but it also means that the will of Heaven continues to spread in this plane axis.
In the plane adjacent to Marco's body, like a layer of pure white curtains, quietly shrouded the sky, wisps of brilliant light pierced the clouds from time to time and sprinkled the earth, the eyes were blue and purple dress little Lori, and a tall woman in a silver-white trench coat was wrapped in a magic ball hidden in mid-air, and the light blue enchantment with complex geometric patterns appeared around the body completely blocked the pure white.
In the battlefield below, a giant man as burly as a bear was surrounded by a dozen knights holding cross-swords, and the knights' whole body was covered with silver-white knight armor, even if the neck and elbow joints of both arms were wrapped in silver chain mail, but the giant man was only wearing a breastplate, almost a huge part of his skin was exposed, and the collision between the body that exuded a color like copper and iron and the cold and solid blade armor became more and more intense.
Under normal circumstances, the Heroic Spirits are separate existences, even if the army of the conquering king is only summoning its own legion in the enchantment, but these knights in front of them seem to be like the existence of the Hassan Assassin Regiment, although they have the absolute upper hand in numbers, but the battle situation presents a one-sided slaughter like a tiger entering a flock.
Although he was wearing heavy armor all over his body, the silhouette of the giant man's body was still far larger than that of these knights, and the two-handed cross sword that was originally cut into a murder weapon was so slender compared to the giant sword in his hand, and between the intertwining of blood and sweat, the force that erupted from this furious body became more and more powerful, and the situation that could have been flat was now a little unable to continue to support it.
After the giant man took a big step forward with his left foot, his waist, shoulders and arms were linked, and the giant sword in his hand drew a semicircle in mid-air, and the turbulence of magic like a storm actually knocked the white armored crusaders upside down and flew out, but one by one the cross swords attacked from all directions.
"Haha, are these weak and cowardly guys your dependence, and the waste can only be kept warm by huddling together with the waste, but no matter how many sheep gather, it is impossible to resist the wolf's claws and fangs!"
The giant man's eyes radiated a bloodthirsty light as he laughed, and at that moment, he completely ignored the D-pads attacking from behind, and twisted into a horizontal slash to cut down the three white-armored knights in front of him to the ground. If it weren't for the characteristics of the Heroic Spirit, even the sword belt and armor would have been shattered a long time ago, but despite this, the silver-white armor between the flow of magic still left cracks that could not be faded.
"Although it is impossible to determine the details of the details, there is no doubt that the white robe and tower shield embroidered with a blood-colored cross on the left shoulder should be the Templars. However, this berserker seems to be really interesting, and Hercules is not necessarily his opponent, even if he is not restrained by the Berser. ”
Although the girl who looks like a doll is as delicate and cute as a doll, what exudes indifference and coldness from her body seems to be a little warmth only when she looks at the woman next to her.
"That's Valhalla's direct subordinates.,Demigod heroes who belong to the Nordic camp.,If other heroic spirits can only exert about 80% of their strength at most.,The abilities from myths and fantasies will be suppressed to some extent.,Then this is a ruthless character who can give full play to 120% of his strength.,Oh? This demigod hero also seems to be very unhappy with this order, but it is no wonder, the Crusaders, the Knights Templar, I didn't expect these vile, dirty, and greedy miscellaneous items to be inferior to Hassan......"
While a tall woman in a silver-white trench coat spoke, the crusaders seemed to be unable to even barely resist, and the fiery red fiery magic that burned like a flame made the giant man look more and more terrifying, each sword could sweep away the knights around him like a slapstick, even if he relied on the numerical advantage to attack one after another, he was only beaten by his backhand, and there was no room for counterattack at all.
"Begging for mercy, why don't you beg for mercy, isn't what you are best at is to abandon the glory of being a warrior after being defeated, grovel and beg for forgiveness from others, and then use your forgiven lives to attack others again and again!"
After the giant man lifted the leading crusader with one arm, he continued to roar: "I! What an insult to Beowulf, who once slain a tribe of giants in Orkni, who once smashed the head of a sea monster in the middle of the sea, and beheaded a fire-breathing dragon in Yeat, and who today wants to fight for the Holy Grail in the name of the Heroic Spirit with you maggots who have tarnished the glory of the warriors, and beseech me for forgiveness, maggots! ”
"Lancer's identity can basically be confirmed, it should be the most famous dragon slayer knight in Europe, there is nothing wrong with the Ascalon spear holding St. George, plus the first to establish the identity of the Caster Gospel Envoy Matthew......"
A shadow-like figure suddenly appeared around the girl, and the content of the words made the corners of the mouth of a tall woman in a silver-white trench coat vaguely outline a mocking arc: "We have entered a plane that has been invaded by heaven, but this is just right......"
"Exactly? Sister Lan, are you referring to Nana's angel advent hunting plan, but judging by the performance of these crusaders, they may not be able to meet your expectations. ”
Zhao Yingkong said with a slight surprise: "Although it is indeed easier to summon angels in this plane due to the erosion of heaven, according to the development of the battle situation, the crusaders cannot pose the slightest threat to Beowulf, even if they add St. George, it may not be of much use, once they are driven out of this plane......
"Sakura, don't underestimate these servants of heaven, especially this time Jesus will not be so simple to take action personally, but what I am worried about is that once the archangel comes and colludes with these saints and knights, this world is not as big as before, and the constraints on us are too great."
Alona shook her head and said, although the look in her eyes was full of disgust, but there was a hint of jealousy in them.
"Indeed, the constraints of the world order in this world are far greater than any of the previous ones, and the restraints cannot be fully exerted at all, and the realms can only be expressed in the form of inherent enchantments, and the treasures obtained by your Acacia, Nana's Twilight Stone and My Philosopher's Stone are not as good as those of the heroic spirits born in myths or legends, but on the contrary, the existence in the higher planes is bound to be much more constrained."
A smile appeared on Zhan Lan's face: "Mark, Matthew or John, these saints who already have the support of legends, come to this plane through the legendary projection, it is better to say, the angel is a complete fantasy kind of heroic spirit, plus Uriel is the archangel who was born directly in heaven, the order of heaven and the Valhalla of the Norse God Domain can be said to be incompatible at all, and it is absolutely impossible to descend to this plane under normal circumstances, if we take this opportunity, Then even if the archangel comes, it will only be a giant beast forcibly stuffed into an iron cage, and it will be impossible to move an inch under the captivity of the dimensional order. ”
Almost at the same time as Zhan Lan, Alona and Zhao Yingkong's words fell, the battle situation below had a shocking reversal, a gate composed of light slowly opened, and the crusaders actually poured in from all directions like a tide, and with the continuous increase in number, the original faint white light on each crusader gradually became brighter and brighter.