Gru made a move, clasping his palms. The bones of those hands were distinct, the fingers were slender, and Lancelot even turned into a white rainbow with a sword, once it fell into these hands, it immediately became an immovable sword.

What kind of weapon is stabbed by what kind of person, it is impossible to break through these hands. These hands are already the most terrifying weapons in their own right.

Choking, the sword shattered. After all, this is a long sword that was picked up casually, and it can't stand the squeeze of the strength of the two.

Fragments of the sword were scattered, but Gru's chest had already bloomed a large patch of crimson blood, and not only his chest, but also the entire upper body instantly had countless small wounds, and blood was gushing out from the perfect sculptural body.

The sword did stop in Gru's palm, but the sword momentum and sword qi did not. No matter what, his spirit, which had been as tight as a bowstring, had been released, and even if his body could still react, his mental will had been dissipated. Although Lancelot was affected and his momentum and sword momentum was hindered, he was still there. If it was someone else's body, if the sword was not shattered, the sword momentum and sword intent that overflowed from it were enough to cut any body into a pile of pieces.

Gru snorted, his palm loosened, and the hilt of Lancelot's sword stabbed into his chest. With a bang, Gru flew upside down.

What pierced him in the chest was just a bare hilt of a bladeless sword, which did not pierce his body, but a huge sword appeared on his back, a blood-red sword. The sword intent sword momentum had already pierced him.

Blood poured out of his body and back, but also from his mouth, scattering into a red tail in the air along the path he flew out of.

Lancelot froze in place, watching Gru fly out as he was struck by his own sword.

Sword Intent, Sword Momentum, and Sword Qi are not entities, but far more damaging than entities. When the chest received such a sword. No one can afford it.

But the first thing Lancelot felt was not the euphoria of victory. Instead, he was angry, and he turned around and shouted, "Who is making a fool of yourself?"

No one responded, and the cardinals who attacked did not even leave their bodies behind.

Really won. Gru flew dozens of meters before landing, and the sword light that passed through his body plowed a deep trench into the ground above him. He never got back on his feet.

No one can be stabbed through the chest and still be able to stand up without losing so much blood. Even if he is already the strongest person in the mainland.

And Lancelot, who knocked out the strongest man on the continent with a single sword, now only feels emptiness and loss.

That paralysis didn't just affect Gru, he was also in it. Not as the cardinals imagined, Gru's sudden stagnation would give Lancelot a golden opportunity. The spirit of the confrontation between the two is wrestling with each other with all their might, like two people who are fighting each other, one of them suddenly loses his strength due to external forces, and the other will lose his balance.

In fact, this sword is just a sword that was raised in a hurry because of the perception of the opponent, and it is not perfect. Not to mention an all-out blow. But it was such a hasty and sloppy sword that struck down the man who had gambled all his soul and spirit to overcome.

"General Gru...... "I don't know if it was the orc who saw this scene let out a scream, and then all the orcs looked here, stunned, it was the god of war in their minds, but now it was knocked down. All the orcs who could get out rushed towards Gru who had fallen to the ground.

The orcs were already at a disadvantage due to the huge difference in numbers, and now they began to show signs of rout.

He was supposed to take advantage of this opportunity to rush over, but Gru was down, and no one could be his opponent, but Lancelot sighed gloomily. Turning his head and running in the direction of the Great Hall of Light.

Also running in the direction of the Hall of Light was Talis, followed by Inham.

Surrounded by the Holy Guardian Shield, Talis was able to resist the storm of gravel that Gru had just kicked out and distanced herself from Inham.

She knew she wasn't Inham's match, and judging by the sheer who had been secretive about it, she had just gone all out against the orcs who were in the way. She also knew that this person had no scruples for the sake of this leaf, even if she killed someone to seize the leaf, she would not hesitate to do so. And there is a whole team of elite swordsmen guarding the gate of the Hall of Light, as well as a cardinal and several high priests are there, plus they are enough to deal with Inham.

"Bishop Inham, what are you going to do?"

Lancelot saw the two men chasing, and suddenly sped up and cut into the middle of the two from the side. Stopped before Inham.

Inham had to stand still and said coldly, "Knight Talis has stolen my things, so naturally I want to chase her." ”

Lancelot was a little strange, this person who had always made him unable to understand the depth actually had a little flustered and anxious face now, and what surprised him even more was that this person couldn't even control his murderous aura and killing intent. If he wasn't sure that he would be able to kill himself here in an instant, I'm afraid he would have done it immediately.

Something that can make this person lose his normality like this, Lancelot knows what to do with it, even if he doesn't know exactly what it is. He said lightly, "Your Excellency, don't worry. Whatever it is, as long as it is confirmed that it is yours, it will be given to you. ”

After saying this, Lancelot could feel that something jumped on the cardinal in front of him, like a fierce beast lurking in the shadows to choose someone to devour. But he didn't care, at such a distance, even if he didn't have a sword in his hand, it wouldn't be a problem to kill a magician.

"It looks like this war is coming to an end. Lancelot glanced faintly at the group of orcs that were concentrating in the center of the square, not so much concentrated as driven away. Gru's fall was almost fatal to the orcs. "Why don't we go and see Your Majesty together, and wait for his old man to judge whether that thing should be given to you." ”

At this moment, a person rushed out of the Great Hall of Light, and it was Bishop Adra. He looked around and shouted to the people around him, "Ladies and gentlemen, Your Majesty has died. ”

"What?" was shocked to all who heard, including Lancelot. But before they could recover from this shock, Adela shouted something even more surprising to them, he raised his right hand and held a piece of paper in his hand: "The situation is urgent, Your Majesty left a will for me to act as the Pope, here is Your Majesty's suicide note." ”