188. The Invasion of France by Sibhai - The War of Punishment of Almac (2)

On the battlefield, there are three things that you don't want to encounter, and in order of degree, they are the commander who is stupider than a pig, the natural disaster, and the paladin who attacks from the opposite side. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Paladins are equivalent to the combat power of more than 1,000 people, basically the side with the paladins is equivalent to having victory, and the battle between the two paladins is even more terrifying, just the aftermath of the battle between the two super strong people is enough to make the people around them feel small.

It was no less than the power of natural disasters, under the collision of two huge forces, the sea water continued to churn, rolling up monstrous waves and rushing to the dock, and the Xibai soldiers who finally landed were rushed to the side, and the ships on the sea were even more miserable to be tossed, the huge waves rushed to the deck, the soldiers were swept into the sea, and the uncontrollable ships collided with each other, causing huge damage, and the entire sea ushered in the end of the world.

And the culprits of all this, Bas and Balzac, as if they did not know, continued to attack the enemy in front of them.

"That's the way it is!!" Buzz had a twisted and happy smile on his face, and his scar was as abominable as a centipede, and he said comfortably as if he had exhausted all the mania in his heart, "Uncle, that's the way it is to be worth being defeated by me!!"

"Self-righteous imp!!" Balzac, who could no longer be called a slash or a slash, but simply smashed down, blocking the violent smash, said disdainfully: "Are you just talking big?"

As he spoke, the axe in his hand had been stabbed at least 10 times mercilessly, and the trajectory of the axe disappeared into the air like the wind, and the naked eye could not capture the extremely fast speed. The only thing that can be caught is the terrible wind.

Buzz hurriedly raised his giant sword in front of him, and then only heard a loud sound that converged, and more than 10 attacks turned into a huge force, almost knocking Buzz away.

But Bass's feet firmly grasped the ground, and his body, black, full of aggressive flames, burst out violently, and ate Balzac's attack hard, just his body shook, and his hands were numb.

The surrounding minions were blown away again, and they could not intervene in this battlefield at all, and could only stay away from the point of this disaster as if they were dodging a tornado.

Balzac's attack did not stop, and while Bass's hands were numb, a perfect circle appeared.

The whirling slash had almost hit Buzz, and the top of the axe slashed through Bass's arm, where the skin was immediately sliced and blood gushed out, and then, as it was supposed to continue inward, slicing muscles, slicing bones, and slicing Buzz's arm and body in two.

The greatsword barely managed to catch up with the attack, blocking out the weapons of the enemy that had encroached on the edge of his arm.

There was another violent thud, and Bass still did not retreat, and was firmly nailed in front of Balzac.

But the initiative was still in Balzac's hands, he raised his left foot, took a sharp step forward, the ground under his feet immediately cracked, turned into powder, and the axe in his hand gathered the strength of his whole body, and stabbed at Bass.

"I'm not just playing these days, I will suffer a big loss if I underestimate the growth of young people, uncle!!"

Bas suddenly crouched down deeply, narrowly avoiding the full stab, and lay the greatsword flat like a shield, allowing Balzac's axe to graze through the sword, leaving a trail of sparks.

It was only now that the Black Swordsman seized the first opportunity to fight back so far.

Balzac's strength was too old to retract his moves, because he was blocked by the giant sword below, so he couldn't even change his trajectory from a stab to a downward slash.

Half-crouched, with a sword in both hands, Bass took the opportunity to slash Balzac's waist...... Or smash it.

With a snap, the attack was stopped.

It was not the sword that was stopped, but the hands holding the sword were pinched by the hands from above.

"Underestimating the elderly will only suffer a big loss, boy, do you think I was playing when I was young?"

Holding Bass's sword-wielding hand in his left hand so that he could not attack, Balzac clenched his right hand and slammed a fist into Bass's face.

The paladin's angry blow was not a joke, if it was replaced by a certain little duke, it would immediately turn into mayonnaise, even the paladin could not resist this force if he did not make a defense, and Balzac was still a paladin praised for his strength, and Bas had no room to resist at all, so he fell in response.

"It's over, your poor life. With a punch knocking Bas to the ground, Balzac raised his axe with both hands and stabbed it to the ground.

At this moment, various scenes from the past seemed to emerge in front of Bass's eyes.

All kinds of misfortunes in his youth, poverty, hunger, leaving his hometown alone, his first encounter with Reinhardt, fighting together, chasing dreams together, until now.

There was always a picture in my mind, in the bloody battlefield, in the dark red hell everywhere that appeared the only different color, that is, silvery-white, untainted by any filth, the man who appeared before his eyes like the Son of God, with a sparkling smile that even the priest of the Templar had not depicted in the story, stretched out his hand to himself.

"Let's do it with a bang, Bass!"

"Oh oh oh !!!"

Bas let out a terrible roar, like a beast being cornered to the extreme, and he stretched out his left hand and grabbed the tip of the falling axe without hesitation.

Blood splattered.

Bath's left hand was unsurprisingly miserable, but the axe that fell from above stopped moving.

It was more of a jam than a grab, and Buzz sacrificed one of his own hands, but the fatal blow from above was literally blocked.

"Don't underestimate my Bath!!" instead of using a sword, he swept sideways with his legs, and Bath's sweeping legs unexpectedly brought Balzac to the ground.

Creating this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Bass didn't expect to be able to fight back, he was just fighting for a possibility.

He believed in his best friend as much as he believed that his hands would not betray.

"Well done, Bass. ”

The possibility became a reality in the next moment, and the silver light that fell from the sky shot like sharp arrows at Balzac, who staggered to the ground.

Buzz had a reassuring smile on his face, it was hard to believe that this bloodied monster could laugh so gently in the heat of battle.

That's it, in addition to my own strength, I have this power to rely on, this power that has always maintained a different color even in the endless bloody hell and will never disappoint him!

Balzac, the guy who ruined one of his hands is dead!

However, the next moment, the black swordsman's smile froze.

Another silver ray of light came first, slamming into the previous ray.

The two rays of light collided in the air, and the stabbing sword and the light long sword drew a thrilling trajectory, neither of them could break through the sword momentum on the other side, and after a little entanglement, both sides retreated backwards at a very fast speed with the people who needed to be guarded, and fell into the ground.

Naturally, Bas was surrounded by him, the silver-white hero who came to the front line as a battlefield commander: Reinhardt.

On Balzac's side, on the other hand, was a female swordsman with long silver hair as bright as a waterfall, and at the request of his younger brother, he had changed into light armor of the same color as his hair, and her face was expressionless, as beautiful and noble as a sword out of the sheath.

It was the Valkyrie on the battlefield, a beautiful and deadly silver saint in the midst of a chaotic and furious holy war like a dream far away from the hustle and bustle.

"The Almacs, or the reinforcements of the Kingdom of Fran, anyway, there are too many paladins in this place. Even in the face of strong opponents, Reinhardt still seems to be calm.

"......" Nagi looked at the enemy opposite indifferently, she didn't mean to reply at all, but raised the long sword in her hand and pointed at the other party.

Faced with the naked hostility of the enemy, Reinhardt's face showed a touching smile that was enough to kill any woman in seconds, sighed, and said with emotion: "It's really difficult, is the road to pursuing your dreams so difficult?"

As he spoke, he raised his sword and pointed at the woman opposite.

"I don't want to be an enemy of women, but this is a battlefield, and I won't treat you like a woman. ”

"I'm sorry, but the enemy who stands in my way, please disappear. ”

In the next moment, the super-speed, which was almost as elusive as the gods, made Reinhardt completely undetectable with the naked eye, and shrouded Nagi on the opposite side...... (To be continued.) )