Chapter 177: Red Lotus of Rage

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The sword saint Simmel, the genius of the sword, the young sword master, the person recognized by the dragon, all this made that little girl occupy the eyes of everyone in Betley, even Ryan VIII may not have such an honor, and has been aweed and longed by so many people, among these longing people are the people of the slums and the noble and elegant nobles, but there are no soldiers of Betley.

For Betley's soldiers, they didn't need to look up to this kind of fascination power, and perhaps they also longed for the power of destruction, but the object of awe was not the sword saint Simmel, nor the military genius General Van Gaulle, but the indifferent Delian, the sword dancer in their mouths.

The fire, rising in an instant, swept away.

The sword, suddenly flashed, pierced.

A sharp sword light stopped Tina and the others from escaping, and a strange figure made the attacking demon army whimper, and even the fire demon in front of him let out a low roar, the blazing heat covered the huge body of the fire demon, and a danger that could not be concealed filled everyone present.

Sword Dancer, Delian, Join!

The wind suddenly sounded, and the person drew his sword, the slender sword body was like a fluttering silver light, and the dancing person was even more ethereal, formless and formless.

Like a swimming dragon rising up when he heard the wind, the sword light flashed instantly, scattering violently, and the sword shadow stabbed Tina's eyes, and even Mr. Warcraft showed a rare surprise in the face of the sword dance like a butterfly in front of him.

Different from the lightning-fast sword light of the sword saint Simmel, and different from the lightness of Birmingham's body, the person in front of him is more like dancing, jumping in the shadow of the sword, dancing in the fierce wind.

"Red Lotus, Bloom!" The cold tone, the dance of the shock, the sword light did not pause at all, drawing an incomparable brilliant color in the narrow path, and the dancing sword shadow carried the slender figure of the sword-wielding man, rushing under the huge body of the fire demon.

Roar, the roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the blazing fireball also gushed out from the huge mouth, the target was the human who rushed to the human in front of him, the gorgeous sword light saw that his eyes hurt, and it was extremely annoying, only destruction was the best way to relieve this annoyance.

However, the sword-wielding man obviously had a better solution, the dancing sword stabbed out from afar, and the shaking blade was like a star in the night sky.

The surging sword light instantly burst out at the tip of the sword with a little starlight, it was really like a red lotus suddenly blooming, and the scarlet sword qi spread out in all directions, turning into ten thousand sword shadows overwhelmingly.

The red lotus bloomed, and the fireball that spewed out was cut by the sword qi that struck, turning into a little bit of firelight, the firelight carried sporadic heat and flames, lined with the sword light gushing out of ten thousand paths, like the flower of the red lotus blooming in the fire, which was extremely gorgeous and captivating.

Even the demon army who didn't understand aesthetics, seeing the scene in front of them, also grew their mouths, although they couldn't figure out what the red lotus flower represented, but the power contained in this ten thousand sword lights still made them clearly feel how powerful this sudden human reinforcement was, but the stronger it was, the more it stimulated the violent factor in the bodies of these sulfur residents, fighting and being strong were the reason for their existence, and timidity and regression would never appear in a demon's body.

"Red Lotus, Gather!" The unique sword move was exported again, and the sword shadow with a very personal style instantly turned into a condensed scarlet pillar of light from the light of ten thousand paths, and the convergence of the pillar of light was a volley in the air.

Under this slash, the body of the fire demon did not have the slightest resistance, and directly divided into two, just like the dancer suddenly changed from a gorgeous and changeable dance step to a passionate tune, the pillar of light was slashed, and the person holding the sword did not pause at all, turned around and slashed again, this time the target was those fearless demon army.

The power of a sword, whether it can defeat the power of a thousand armies, this answer is clearly written in Delian's dictionary.

Of course, especially in a small terrain, it was impossible to dodge, and the crowded demon army even seemed to retreat for such a long time, but the scarlet pillar of light that came from the sky was so fast, as if it had fallen overhead in the blink of an eye.

The black shield opened hastily, and the surging demonic energy surged from all parts of the body above his head, but all this was illusory to the person holding the sword.

"Red Lotus, Fury!" The sword style is about to end, and the three moves are exhausted, and the sword dancer Delian's Red Lotus Sword has reached its peak at this moment, and the scarlet pillar of light cut down in the air suddenly disintegrated and exploded with the end of his master's last sound, the smoke curtain rose up, and the buildings on both sides were burned in an instant, like a huge fireball suddenly exploding from a small space, and the explosion inevitably became the last scenery in everyone's eyes.

Flames, heat waves, and wails became the dancer's curtain call.

The narrow street was long gone, replaced by a huge deep pit, even though the demon army survived such a violent explosion, but the enemy in front of him had dissipated with this earth-shattering loud sound, only the charred black pit, and the split corpse of the fire demon told these demons that everything just now was not a dream, but a real experience.

The explosion was echoed by another earth-shattering bang, but that explosion was not a human rescue, but a killing move, at least for Birmingham in the midst of the explosion.

The self-detonation attack is still full of the style of the Shadow Killing organization, but now it is obviously not a time when it has been so many years and their style is still not new, the explosion that hit is so close, even if Birmingham timely put the long sword in his hand in front of him, and the lantern man in the sword also opened a faint light curtain, but the impact of the explosion still shattered the double defense and fell heavily on Birmingham's body.

At this time, a loyal subordinate was extremely important, but Birmingham was not happy at all, especially when the corrupted elf stood in front of him without a trace of hesitation, and unspeakable emotions swirled in Birmingham's eyes.

"You stupid elf!" This is the first time that an adult has blamed himself for this unenlightened subordinate, but obviously this subordinate may not be able to hear the master's blame for himself.

The explosion dissipated, the overlapping bodies flew upside down, and landed on the ruins, Birmingham quickly got up, and put the Tatali on his body smoothly on the ground, with a rare solemn expression on his face.

"Stupid master, are you alright?" Eager shouts rang from Birmingham's ears, the magic robes were in tatters, even the pretty face was full of scorched marks, the exposed skin was blurred with flesh and blood, even if there was no frontal impact from the explosion, the little magician's injuries were not optimistic, but the most unoptimistic thing at the moment may be Tatali lying on the ground, the wound on her chest that could barely see the flesh was the real head, especially the bare heart, in addition to the heart there were signs of beating, Tatali looked like a corpse now.

What a welcome ceremony, Earl Luvia, the name of the long-lost man resurfaced, and also let Birmingham know how many undercurrents are hidden under the Betley Magic Tide.