Tear and pull!

The magic sword Aruhasato stroked through the Norman soldier's waist like a spring breeze. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 But it was this gentle blow that blew out the originally vigorous fire of life like a cold winter wind.

The magic sword greedily sucked the blood and life of the soldier, and when it was finally unwillingly pulled out of the soldier's warm body by its owner, all that remained was a pile of ashes scattered in the wind.

"That's enough, Aruhasato!"

There is no doubt that the soul of a soldier cannot be devoured to strengthen his own body, which makes the proud magic sword very unhappy. But no matter how much she objected, Bismal ignored her protests. He shook off the blood beads on the magic sword, and took advantage of the moment when the magic sword absorbed the blood and life of a person who had died in vain, and the moment his strength soared, the three-color anger exploded instantly, turning all the enemies in front of him on their backs.

Now that the whole of Wren has fallen into great chaos, the nobles and lords of Wren City have finally stopped fighting for the position of commander of the Wren garrison - they are too busy to escape! The Britannian Army, having lost all its direct command, has completely collapsed, and soldiers and terrified civilians are fleeing in all directions.

Looking at the tragic situation in front of him, even Bismal, who was extremely resolute, was in a trance. It wasn't because the tragedy in front of him frightened the battle-hardened knight, but that it was so similar to that night many years ago...... Human beings are so powerless in front of gods and demons.

"Lord Bismalko, be careful!"

It's hard to imagine that as an old knight, Bismal would make such a low-level mistake as wandering on the battlefield. A hand-held axe silently broke through the night and flew towards the knight with a vicious direction. Normally, Bismal wouldn't have even looked back, and he could have blown the axe flying with just Tricolor Fury, but now...... Thankfully, he wasn't fighting alone.

A small purple figure flipped in front of him, its sharp dagger slicing precisely between the blades of the hand axe. I don't know how the purple figure did it, but when Bismal focused his attention on the figure, the heavy axe had been cut into seventeen pieces.

“…… Sharon, step back! ”

Of all the children, this girl with short purple hair was always the most silent. But even Bismal had to admit that Sharon's blow just now really surprised him. It was just a single blow, but the target was split into seventeen pieces in an instant. This kind of attack power, if it is attacking the human body......

The expression on her face just now was exactly the same as Jenny's expression when she was chopping vegetables......

Bismal was in a trance again...... Although it is not as good as the elusive three daughters of Van Zhuo, Sharon's skills do surpass many knights who are not known for their agility.

The children, who had been poured a lot of effort into by the earl, finally grew up.

The knight chief sighed in his heart, but his mouth did not relax in the slightest. He let out a roar and snapped the boy back into the line behind him. Faced with the stern and old-fashioned knight chief, the ever-taciturn Sharon did not answer, but threw a small hook at the team that was speeding past her. Seeing this, Lixia, who was closely following the Trail Riders, quickly caught the hook.

With a little force, the purple-haired girl was pulled onto the back of the low-level monster.

"Awesome job, Sharon."

Because of the urgency of the situation, the children did not have the heart to say anything at this time. But Lixia still smiled at her best friend, and Sharon blinked, and the corners of her mouth also flashed a smile.

“…… That's all I can do. I'm still far behind Miss Three......"

As Sharon said, the three daughters of Van Zhuo, who were already elusive, are now like ghosts. The invisibility technique inherited from the Ming Sect made her like a ghost, shuttling around, but no one could catch her figure.

The cat with a bad head did not ride on the mount and followed the large group. She was like a ghost, constantly flashing around the group.

It's just that every time she appears, the dazzling light of Burning III always takes the life of an innocent person - and because of a pact between a bad witch and her, she always takes the head of a Norman commander.

It was precisely because of her presence that their cavalry squad was able to rush all the way out of the chaotic inner city of Rennes. However, the closer you get to the outer city, the fewer civilians and soldiers Wren becomes. In their place were the extremely excited Normans, and this ...... It's the real test of this small team!

While!

Galloping all the way, relying on the effect of the combination of anger and the sharp magic sword in his hand, Bismarck never had a single enemy in his hands. And just as he was about to rush out of the city through a secret gate at the city wall, he finally met a real master!

As the arrow of the entire team, Bismalco's body was wrapped in the anger of the other robes in addition to his own three-color anger. The cavalry in the gallop was already extremely strong, not to mention the blessing of that layer of anger. But it was such a powerful force that was blocked by one person and one sword alone.

Boom!

The golden anger of complete materialization was constantly intertwined with the three-color anger, and the magic sword was not idle, relying on the momentum brought by the horses, Aruhasato transformed into countless pitch-black sword shadows under Bismalko's superb swordsmanship. But no matter how dense the sword shadows were, the man who stood in front of Bismal's horse kept backing down, but he couldn't break through his barrier.

While!

A banging sound like Huang Zhong Da Lu exploded in everyone's ears, and the raging air flow instantly swept everything around them. In the frantic collision of the two forces, the man holding the gorgeous long sword finally couldn't resist it and was knocked out. But Bismal was not much better, and the majestic horse under his crotch ate hard against the powerful impact, and in an instant he bled and fell down with a scream.

Bismal snorted and fell off his horse. Although he immediately rolled to his feet, he could not hide the embarrassment in his expression. The other knights were not much better, and the power generated between the two strong men was terrifying. The well-trained horses stood up one after another and stopped their steps.

"Lord Bismalk!"

The chief knight raised his hand, signaling his men not to panic. Only then did he wipe away the blood stains in his hand, and silently looked at the gloomy man who was holding a gorgeous long sword and approaching again.

With the strength of just one man, he forced a small group of galloping cavalry to stop. And...... Bismal looked at the golden anger that had completely solidified around the other party's body, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes.

"Are you already ......?"

"It's really worthy of the person that Loki values, and there is even a ...... who knows the goods" The Boneless Man waved his hand, and the hundreds of Norman elites behind him raised the battle axe and heavy shield in their hands at the same time, "You're fast too...... It's a shame you're not Norman. In that case...... Just die! ”

No need to talk nonsense, the moment when both sides are sure that they are enemies of each other. A death match could not be stopped, Roland tightly held the long sword at his waist with his backhand, and whistled lightly at the three young people beside him, "It's a big fish, Gino, Ruziano, Dilumudo, do you want to have a big deal with me?" ”

Dilumudo was silent and threw away one of the broken short guns in his hands, and he held the only one left in both hands, and was silent. Gino smiled bitterly and dismounted and drew his long sword. And Ruziano's whole body was shrouded in pitch-black heavy armor, making it impossible to see his expression.

Only those blood-red eyes became more and more vivid.

……

Thundered!

Compared to the battles between the gods, which often shattered the heavens and the earth, the battles between mortals were obviously much more boring. Between the flashes of swords and swords, the blood gushes out irrepressibly.

The Fanzhuo family had an absolute disadvantage in numbers, and because the boneless ones directly knocked the team to a halt, they couldn't give full play to the advantage of the cavalry. In desperation, the knights dismounted and engaged the Norman heavy infantry head-on. In the kingdom of God of North, it can be said that it has a disadvantage......

Even Bismarck was suppressed from the front for the first time. It's not the gap in swordsmanship and courage, but the naked power suppression. The three-colored anger continued to circulate, but it was always helpless to resist the golden anger that had been completely solidified.

Compared to Balalaika, who had never fought before, the boneless man in front of him was obviously more powerful - with the power of Tyrblade, he had truly reached the end of the Knight of the Sun. And, after stepping through the door called [Li], he successfully entered the realm that every knight had been thinking about.

Bite.

Assasin escaped from the void and attempted to cut off the head of the Boneless. But as soon as she showed her form, she had already been discovered by the boneless. Tyrfeng and Burning III collided together, sparking countless sparks. Under the tremendous force of the Boneless One, Assasin was knocked out in an instant.

The cats rolled on the ground for a while, and finally unloaded the domineering momentum. Assasin puffed out his face and glared viciously at the bastard who wouldn't give her his head so she could change it for a small dried fish, and disappeared into thin air again.

Although the Boneless One had just stepped into that legendary realm, he had not yet been able to exert the true power of this realm. But for the current Bismarck, he is still a completely invincible existence.

Even the Red Dragon, who could delay for a moment, could not compete with the Boneless One who held Tyrfin in his hand. If it weren't for Assasin's sneak attacks from time to time, which prevented him from concentrating on the enemy, Bismal might have been defeated.

The two magic swords kept clashing, bringing out countless brilliant sparks. Bismal can only rely on otherworldly swordsmanship to delay his defeat to the death.

“…… If it doesn't go on like this, protect Madame and Mademoiselle from leaving! ”

"Let's run quickly, this guy is not a sword, it hurts, it hurts, it hurt......s, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts,

Aruhasato grumbled, but no one paid attention to the magic sword. At this critical juncture of life and death, not to mention the children who were originally following behind, even the two ladies who were pregnant with Liujia have already joined the battle circle.

It's just that this time the boneless ones came with the elite troops of Norman. They are well-armed, and many of them are angry masters. Despite the small number, it still put considerable pressure on the knights. They gritted their teeth, but they were only able to retreat under the attack of hundreds of Norman hoplites.

In the darkness of the night, the brilliance of magic and anger shone continuously. Lady Rosa led the children and constantly bombarded the Norman line with all kinds of low-level magic. But the silent executioners seemed to have no feelings, no matter how magic bombarded their comrades to pieces. They stepped forward in silence all the time, compressing the space of the group little by little.

Merope and Ellie stayed at the back of the crowd, holding her yellow pillow in one hand, while constantly reassuring the panicked Ellie.

"No, it's okay, it must be ...... We'll be able to ......."

The useless witch kept repeating, but I am afraid that no one but herself could tell what she was talking about. The huskies, who were originally happy, looked at the enemies who were getting closer and closer, and also put away their old hippie smiles. It kept growling, pulling at its claws on the ground, terrorizing the advancing enemies.

The situation couldn't have been worse.

Ellie pursed her lips, holding the Rage of the Stars tightly in her hands. She wanted to do something, but ...... She couldn't do anything. It is already difficult to cast spells in the kingdom of God, let alone the state of confusion at the moment. At this time, Ellie looked at her friends who were standing in front of her, fighting hard. She really understood how big the gap between her and her friends really was.

"The purpose of our existence is to protect you."

Lloyd's seemingly unintentional words made Ellie's heart gloomy......

"Uh, Daddy...... If only Ellie could be a little more powerful...... Woo......"

Ellie held the artifact Hermint had given her, and her chubby hand tried to pull the bow away, but the slender string didn't move. The girl bit her lower lip, and she was extremely dismayed to realize that the only thing she could do now was to try not to cry.

"Oh, what a poor boy."

In the midst of laughter, a young man dressed in white appeared beside Ellie. After observing for a long time, the gods finally determined that although they held the artifact in their hands, this group of mortals really couldn't use it. The spear on the back of the blonde knight was just that, and the artifact that was held in the arms of this little girl was clearly ......

"I'm lucky today, I don't know how you did it, but I'll take the wrath of the stars." Loki smiled and held out his hand to Ellie, "I'm not a murderer like Thor, but if it upsets me, I'll do it too." Come, good boy, give me the wrath of the stars. ”

And the answer to the gods was a dark whip shadow.

"Heh, what a wayward lady."

The young man held the whip of the legend, and his eyes gradually turned cold: "Since you don't want to, then I have to ......"

"Ellie, let's go!"

The timid Merope screamed, and her body moved on its own. The witch's body trembled slightly, turning into a small black snake. The black snake was thin and small, and it looked extremely inconspicuous. The only thing that is special is that this little black snake has two small wings on its back. The snake flapped its wings, stretched out its fangs, and bit Loki the shoulder.

This little snake didn't contain any powerful magic power, and Loki didn't care about it at first, just using a layer of divine power to protect his body. The few mortals in front of him didn't have anything to care about, and all his thoughts were now attracted by the wrath of the stars in front of him. It's just that......

"Hmph."

The small and cute fangs went straight through the god's shoulder, and Loki frowned instantly. In the midst of the divine power, the little snake hanging on his shoulder flew out directly. Before he could make up for the blow, a silly-looking husky opened its mouth at him again and pounced quickly.

It was greeted by a raised palm from the gods.

"I hate dogs...... Especially a dog as stupid as Fenrir ......"

The incandescent light tore through the darkness, and Ellie watched as the white light engulfed Zeite little by little. Her pupils instantly dilated to their maximum......

Ellie's mind went blank.

……

The half-human, half-snake monster floating in the air suddenly bowed its head, and its face was slumped.

"This feeling is...... You minx!! ”

(To be continued.) )