The collision between the etheric realm and the material realm has set off again. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Since the Battle of the Holy City, the entire physical realm has not been hit by such a huge impact, and the terrifying aftermath has spread in all directions along the Aether Sea, and even terrifying aftershocks can be detected in the far east. I don't know how many musicians who have just resonated with the etheric realm have fallen into confusion and panic.

But in the center of the storm, everything was calm.

The wonder of the collision of heaven and earth hangs high overhead, and countless rainbow lights burst out, but when you stand on the trembling earth and look up, you will suddenly have a distant illusion.

In fact, at this time, no one will be stupid enough to raise their heads and open their throats for the enemy to chop.

Except for Ye Qingxuan.

Even if his opponent is Lancelot, he still has more room to keep an eye on the situation above.

Because from the beginning, he didn't feel like he could fight.

So...... He's been paddling and fishing all the time.

Although it is irresponsible for his subordinates to fight with all their might, how stupid is he to fight in close quarters with a knight who is recognized as the number one Anglo in the West?

He was sure that as long as he dared to step within ten meters of Lancelot, his neck would be pierced by the dragon slayer spear, and two seconds later, he would be hung up and thrown in the middle of the battlefield.

With armor protection, the blessing of dragon power, and the dragon slayer spear to make up for the shortcomings of lethality, Lancelot has truly become a war machine.

Fallen Iron is not called for nothing.

In fact, the gun was a deadly threat to any living creature - destroying the body while also crushing the music theory and spirit, and at the same time acting lethal power on the blood circulation and aether circulation. It is precisely because of this double threat that he can afford to take on the heavy responsibility of killing dragons.

Wouldn't it be easier to kill yourself if the dragon killed.

At this time, there is no cliché, lamenting that I am not good at changing the movement, and I am too disadvantaged.

Therefore, from beginning to end, Ye Qingxuan was dodging, or rather, being unilaterally chased and cut down...... After giving up the initiative completely, it is not easy to fight with this salted fish attitude of giving up treatment.

There's even time to talk to Lancelot.

It's like I'm going to strengthen my relationship.

Aside from Lancelot's silence, the exchange was flawless.

The Dragonslayer Spear roars and roars.

The rainbow light of molten gold spread from the blade of the spear.

The artifact that had nailed the hundred-armed giant for decades broke through the air, and after decades of refining in the ruins, the transformed music theory was perfect, tearing everything apart.

The royal family forged it at all costs to target Arthur - even Hermes put a lot of effort into it.

Based on the alchemy of the classical school, which Hermes, one of the three sages excelled at, and based on the theory of the separation of man and god adhered to by the Order, the spirituality in music theory is divided into two parts, one is like a god and is high, and the other is a human being, who gathers and scatters, tames, resists, and counterattacks...... The two are contained in the same theme, forming a perfect cycle and the most extreme collision.

Receiving the will of the gods to crusade against all evil is not a merciful purification, but the most cruel extermination, the destruction of both the physical and the aetheric sense.

The Dragon-Slaying Spear has been known as the legendary Sage since the day it was forged, but more often than not, it is known as the 'Fallen Iron'.

Among all the artifacts that have survived, after throwing away the destroyed Spear of Destiny, the kind of exception created for the entire Great Source, none of the remaining top-level artifacts carry the music that has been handed down from generation to generation, and have great symbolic significance for human history, and are even epoch-making products themselves.

Each of them represents not only themselves, but also history and the world itself.

For example, at the Gate of Heaven, when the Red King held this sword high and patrolled the country, the entire human world once bowed to the commander of this famous sword.

For example, the sword in the stone, which once created the peak era of Anglo, gathered the power of the entire Anglo and the natural disaster, and was the key to the road to the gods.

For example, the Monument of Destiny symbolizes the place of miracles, even if the essence is nothing more than an ordinary stubborn stone, it still has a sublime meaning......

However, the Dragon Slaying Spear, which inherited the fragments of the Spear of Destiny, can be among them with pure lethality, and its danger can be seen in general.

Especially when such a dangerous weapon fell into the hands of a handful of powerful knights in the whole of Anglo, nay, in the entire Western world.

It can be said that even if Lancelot turns around and assassinates Arthur now, he has no chance of winning.

And when such a person becomes an enemy, Ye Qingxuan can only feel it, and there is only naked terror.

With a single blow, it can cut through the holy and destroy the withered and decayed.

With one blow, he could defeat all of Ye Qingxuan's counterattacks, and he was like a bamboo.

Surrounded by the power of the pitch-black dragon, Lancelot has now turned into the embodiment of destruction, and the strongest knight who once shook the world has once stepped onto the battlefield again, bringing terrifying pressure beyond imagination.

Ye Qingxuan has already ...... Sweat like a pig.

Even just now, a few times without paying attention, he almost entered the range of fifteen meters around Lancelot, and when he was only three steps away, he felt the killing intent on his back.

Even from the beginning to the present, Ye Qingxuan has been wandering and dodging, never daring to stand in front of Lancelot.

Everything is a defense against Lancelot's hole cards.

Until now...... He didn't know what power Lancelot, a name that had been passed down for hundreds of years, had that armor that was known as the strongest on the garden table.

Staring at his weapon, he couldn't help but recall the flashing light in the shadows of Avalon, the terrifying attack that even the Lord of the Darkness could not resist for a moment.

As he pondered, he dodged a beat slower, and his hairs stood on end.

At that moment, Lancelot stepped forward, the blue bricks cracking under his feet, a loud bang erupted, the dragon slayer spear roared, slicing through the air, breaking through the layers of blood-colored rain, blazing steam rising into the sky, and the glow of molten gold roared.

Spike!

Flawless spikes!

From the staging of the spur to the time when Ye Qingxuan's figure was penetrated, the time in between seemed to have been cut off, so fast that it surpassed the reaction nerves of humans.

By dissecting the structure of the human body, the chantists discovered that the limit frequency at which the human eye could capture images was twenty-four times per second, which meant that if something happened between those twenty-four quarters, the human being would not have time to react.

It was clear that Lancelot's attack had been so terrifying that it was above the human eye.

Nothing left behind!

If it weren't for Ye Qingxuan's scattering of the moonlight thread throughout the battlefield, I am afraid that he would have been awarded the head under this blow

In the last moment, it was the clothes of original sin that saved Ye Qingxuan.

The moment the moonlight telekinesis transmits back the perceived changes, the interpretation method comes to fruition, and immediately after, the corresponding plan preset in the Cloak of Original Sin is activated.

The transmutation music theory automatically activated the exoskeleton mimicry, and the 'vacuum sun' supported by Xiao Yuan brought a terrifying instantaneous explosive force, pulling him backwards.

Ten meters back.

Before he could react, his face was hot and painful, and his eyes were black.

Capillaries rupture, the eyeball is congested.

There is no need to look at it, Ye Qingxuan knows how embarrassed he looks now.

Staring at Lancelot's armor, Ye Qingxuan understood something in a trance, and narrowed his eyes:

"Although it seems that the last time you fought the Lord of the Shadows was mostly acting. But ever since the last time I saw your armor, I've been curious about what happened in that moment...... Would you be interested in revealing it and clearing up my doubts?"

During the confrontation, fiery steam erupted from the cracks in Lancelot's armor.

The aetheric grate that runs violently expelled terrifying heat.

Since the start of the war, Lancelot has finally responded to Ye Qingxuan's words, his voice is still cold and calm, without any ups and downs:

"You've always been like this?"

"Huh?"

Ye Qingxuan frowned slightly, and then heard Lancelot's voice: "Have you always relied on your mouth to kill the enemy?"

"Yes. ”

Ye Qingxuan nodded, not ashamed.

It is impossible to say that people are dead, but with Ye Qingxuan's mouth, it is absolutely no problem to make people angry to death.

Especially when he made up his mind to fight a delaying war, his face was incredibly thick, and it was impossible for Lancelot to rush to death because of a word or two.

"I'll just give you a word of war. ”

The Fallen Iron swung sideways in Lancelot's hand, cutting through the rain curtain, and the armored knight regained his attacking stance: "Although the old wound has not healed, for me, it is only to that extent at best.

I don't have to wait for me to vomit blood, even if I want to attack the wound as a flaw. ”

"Is it seen through? Thanks for the reminder. ”

Ye Qingxuan looked at him and praised him sincerely: "It's really worthy of the dignified Lancelot, so warm and considerate."

Since you and I are so honest, can you tell me how it feels to kill your own sister?"

After a pause, he asked maliciously:

"Isn't it cool?"

Lancelot was silent.

A chill spread from his body.

The countless blood-colored rain curtains shook suddenly, distorted by the coldness, and the whole world was silent for a moment. In the end, the hair-raising terrifying chill locked on Ye Qingxuan's body.

"Xiaoyezi, I'm sorry. ”

Lancelot slowly raised the Dragon Slayer Spear and aimed it at Ye Qingxuan's face: "I have a lot to say to you, I really want to ...... It's a pity. ”

"Really?"

Ye Qingxuan's eyes were full of mockery and coldness,-for-tat:

"As it happens, so did I. ”

At that moment, terrifying aether fluctuations erupted from his hands.

The pure white moon ring emerged from the chapter of fate, and the purification music theory was enshrined in the moonlight, covering the entire battlefield in an instant with its terrifying corrosive power.

Where the moonlight shines is the range of the radiation, and the entire battlefield has been in Ye Qingxuan's hands.

It's like a backhand view.

He could see the broken iron, the cold blood, the rain and the screams, the heat and the breath that rose.

There is also Lancelot's slowly erected fighting stance.

He's coming for real.

Then all temptation is pointless, and the wandering and dodging tactics will end there.

All the chips have been placed on the table and the dice have been rolled.

Ye Qingxuan took a deep breath.

It's time for a cup.