Any fight is not a simple matter.

No matter where you are, when it comes time to start fighting, there is a price to pay.

In short, what you gain is what you lose; Victory in some areas is also an indication of defeat in some areas.

On the edge of the French border, on the French side of the Strait of Dover, on the V-shaped coast near the road, Natsume lowered Vilian from the way the princess was in her arms.

If you think about it, the action that is about to begin is indeed very unsuitable for the princess to see.

This shijie's British royal family is quite interesting, not to mention Queen Eliza, who is a model of British lady, her three daughters alone have their own characteristics.

Lymea, the first princess of the British royal family, who is known for her "brain"; the second princess Kelissa, who is in charge of the "military"; The third princess Verian, who is known as 'human virtue'.

And now, it is the princess Verian who is regarded as an outcast.

"I said it would change that."

With these words, Natsume reached out and wiped the tears from the corners of Vilian's eyes.

"Give me a little time, within that time, I need you to close your eyes, how about it?"

“weishenme？”

"Well~ it's a necessary step to save your people."

"If only that's the condition."

Wiping away her tears, Verian nodded as she felt ashamed of her weakness.

As the princess of England, she agreed to the mercenary's request.

Next, Natsume turned around and focused his gaze on the Armada in the air and the soldiers on the British side who were being attacked by the shelling.

He took a deep breath and shouted

"All! Give me back! ”

The order sent everyone into a momentary pause, but instead of letting it continue, their emotions grew stronger.

The soldiers who have made it their mission to protect the princess cannot be stopped by the orders of a strange mercenary, they have their own glory, and at the same time, they have their own ideas.

Even if you know that you will be knocked down by the enemy, you will not hesitate to move forward, this is it.

"Our Enlightenment Ahhh!!!!h

Charging again, the cannonball from the sky launched an attack without the slightest mercy, and the blood and dirt that burst out scattered in the air, Natsume casually picked up a blade and rushed forward.

The first action to take is to resist.

A translucent barrier formed by the output of magic appeared in front of everyone, blocking the attack and blocking their path.

Some people roared, some people knocked on the barrier, and Natsume chose to ignore them one by one.

Then, the blade was raised.

"If you really want to protect Queen Veryanne! Survive here! Then take her out with you!! ”

If you die here.

"You're going to be worthless."

Even with a spicy tone, Natsume didn't stop, and the next moment, he slashed the blade he held high.

The current 'sage' constitution is a container with limitations for Natsume, so in order to break this container, a breakthrough is needed.

Although it's a bit stupid to cut yourself, it's also Natsume Zuihou's trump card.

The nature of the 'god' on the surface of the imprisoned body has been broken by itself, and as a result, Natsume now has obtained 'liliang'.

The blade slice through the skin of the wrist of the right hand, and a pain was transmitted through the nerve.

Blood continued to gush from his wrist, and Natsume lowered his right hand.

Instead, raising his left hand, he took a slight step forward, overtook everyone, and stood in front of the fleet.

The blood of his right hand continued to drip down, and Natsume placed his right hand, which was flowing with blood mixed with magical power, next to his left hand, and his left hand exerted a force to tear the wound open.

The red liquid fell on the face, and the protective protection on it invaded the skin, enveloping the nerves, and the right side of the face turned blood red.

Not only that, but the blue flame in the right eye is even more vivid than the red, which is as clear as the sea, but swaying like a good thing.

Push the barrier to further prevent the British from rushing to the enemy line, and now the battlefield belongs to him alone.

"Let's live!"

It was said to the people behind her, and it was also said to Veryanne.

Only then can you be called true success! The responsibility of defending the princess is left to you! ”

The soldiers behind them hesitated, hesitating, they wanted to fight, but they knew that the ultimate goal of the battle was to let Queen Verian escape, and if that didn't happen, their sacrifice would be meaningless.

Therefore, the remaining dozens of people moved.

Leaving behind the carriage, which could no longer be moved, they all ran to the place where Verian was sitting.

"How can I let you escape!"

The Magister's third attack came.

"Until then, there's an enemy."

Natsume raised the corners of his mouth, causing his right eye, which was burning with blue-white flames, to narrow slightly, and jump from the spot in an instant.

In order to keep liliang gushing out, in order to break this balance, Natsume did not let the wound on his right hand heal itself, but tried to enlarge the wound.

This was a last resort, but for this, he obtained Liliang.

The third shelling of the Spanish Armada fell on the sky and the earth in a second, but in the orbit of the shelling, Natsume's figure appeared.

"Break it up!"

Raise your right fist, flick the red-dyed sleeve, and punch it out with a blue glow.

Spreading out, the impact of fist wind and strength and magic power spread in a fan-shaped shape centered on the right fist.

The mana-filled bombardment was blocked, and the Magister began to direct the next battle, sending one of the teams around Natsume's rear.

But!

How can it be!

The Magister and everyone from the Spanish Star Sect watched Natsume's movements with stunned eyes.

In the air, that blue figure destroyed dozens of ships with his right fist!

The high-speed blue water turned into a sharp sword, shuttling between ships, shattering, and the reappeared crew was also attacked, neighing like a monster and disappearing into the air.

"Impossible! If you don't destroy the main technique! You can't hit the fleet at all! It should be invincible! ”

"So, what about Weishenme destroying the ontological technique?"

The blood on the right hand is not a stupid decoration, but a shell with the nature of a 'god son', and it is not impossible for the superior existence to break through the things that actually exist on this shijie.

In a nutshell, that's what it is......

"O God's right!"

With a swing, Natsu's right fist formed a whirlpool of water, and the huge liliang crushed everything it touched on the way.

The sky moved, everything in view was drawn to the turbulent current, and the waterspouts formed in the air, and the devastating Liliang destroyed a third of the Armada.

The reversal of the situation had panicked the people of the Spanish Star Cult, but it had not yet made them give up.

"Three columns of shelling resumed! The rest of the people provide magic! ”

"Yes!!"

The fleet in front of Natsume's eyes disappeared, and they reformed in another direction and divided into three teams to attack.

Unlike before, the existence of the fleet is more obvious, and it is the relationship that the magic has become greater.

It's useless.

Natsume formed a path of water in the air and rushed towards the fleet in front of him.

He swung his right fist again, but saw the smile of the magus below.

"Fooled! Armada Flagship! St. Martin! Fire! ”

What the!

Looking back, a huge battleship emerged from the coast.

It had all the characteristics of a Spanish galleon, such as the high bow and stern decks, which had the advantage of being able to easily board enemy ships when two ships got stuck side by side in war. Its intimidating castle-like shape also served to psychologically deter the enemy, with a range of 400 meters from a 50-pound shell.

The high string, the high tail building, the low foredeck, the stern flat, and a protrusion at the bow of the ship, like the ramming angle of an oar, had a separate gun emplacement. The hull has a pronounced equilateral trapezoidal shape, and this slope extends all the way to the aft tower.

The ship was huge, with more than 100 turrets, and the main large cannon was in the bow position, aiming its guns at the front like a huge fortress.

The Saint-Martin, the flagship of the Armada, sent out a shelling at this moment!

"Damn !!"

Natsume immediately turned and ran back, ignoring the raindrops of other ships behind him, and rushed straight to Verion's position.

"Catch up!!"

A grayish-white glow appeared in the muzzle of the cannon, and the baring and clawed fire rushed towards the soldiers on the British side who wanted to flee in a posture that was annihilated.

Beams of energy up to a meter wide tore through the clouds in the sky, breaking through the air, rubbing against the water particles to form a white mist that struck the crowd below like a roaring beast.

"Block!! For the sake of the princess!! ”

The people gathered together, and they took up arms and physically resisted the bombardment mixed with energy.

Natsume's eyes widened, ignoring the pain and tearing sensation coming from behind him, and pounced on Verian in front of her.

It was impossible to catch up, but the soldiers on the British side delayed a little time with their weapons and their own magic spells, and the attack was slowed down for a moment.

The gray-white light engulfed their figures, but a word rang out from zuihou.

"Lord Vilian! I'll leave it to you!!! ”

Bang!

The land was trampled to pieces by giants, and this shelling came with a burst of destruction in Liliang.

Holding Vilian trembling in her arms, Natsume bit through the original wound on her right hand with her mouth, causing the torn skin to expand, and then her body was wrapped in blue water.

"This will be, the second water technique."

Smashed.

The right fist sank deep into the ground.

The ground below began to shake, as if a fountain was throbbing underground.

"Close your eyes, Miss Vilian."

Because.

"It's scary."

Erupted!

Liliang, which is more powerful than the St. Martin, comes from underground.

The land shook constantly, and water mixed with energy rushed out of the ground.

It's not water, it's an arrow made of water.

As many as 10,000 water arrows emerged from under his feet, and all of them were attacked within 500 meters of Natsume.

The blades of the arrows pierced their bodies, cut through their skin, slipped through their coats, took away their arms, unloaded their feet, and sent the entire land soaring into the air!

The bright red blood was richer than ever, death, death, blood, blood.

Unable to scream, they were killed in an instant, the Armada dissipated after losing its caster, and the St. Martin was shattered by the blades of arrows that emerged from the ground.

The turret turned into splinters, the sails turned into rags, and the presence of the flagship was completely obliterated by the attack.

Enduring the feeling of drowsiness, Natsume picked up Verian, who was buried in his arms, and ran in the direction of the forest.

He has overused liliang, and now he has broken through the limitations of containers, and has temporarily become an ordinary person.