“Deniqueubierit sanguisagladioregis.”

The blood of every king shall end with the sword. The metal box is inscribed with this phrase in Latin.

The Seven Deadly Sins are not only the ultimate sword forged by Norton and Constantine, but also the "Battle Medal" of his brother Norton. The living spirits sealed in the seven swords are all from powerful enemies who have been defeated, and among them are princes of the next generation.

The sword pattern that the craftsman who forged the martial arts sword was proud of was nothing more than a joke in the face of the Seven Deadly Sins.

Flowing clouds, flames, scales, ice threads. Those chiaroscuro blades are cold and elegant. Aside from the bloody mission carried by the sword, the Seven Deadly Sins themselves are the seven pinnacle works of art.

In religion's account of original sin, "arrogance" often comes first. But to judge the noble monarch, "rage" is the ultimate weapon.

Konstantin pulled out the thickest long-handled blade "Fury" with one hand and held it in both hands. The fury trembled slightly, letting out a low sound like a death knell, and the dark flames climbed the blade of the saber.

On board the Lazarus, the second storm torpedo has been loaded and is waiting to be launched.

In the communication channel, the principal did not give an order to deal with Lu Mingfei. The motorboat had already gone far away, and it was less than a hundred meters away from Konstantin.

The S-class took the Philosopher's Stone bullet. He said that he wanted to confirm in person whether his friend was really the Dragon King, and he brought a spare gun. When necessary, he had the consciousness to shoot that bullet.

"Avoid Lu Mingfei, aim at the back of the giant dragon squire's head, and fire a torpedo."

The ultimate weapon created by the maniacs of the Equipment Department was fired again, and the badly wounded Samson had no way to dodge.

Constantine the Black Armor climbed onto Samson's dragon's spine and raised his furious blade. Samson roared for the king to give up his life as a servant, but Constantine remained unmoved.

The storm and the rough waves could not hinder the storm torpedoes, and in an instant they had invaded the sea day ship made by Constantine.

The rage roared, and the hilt of the knife jumped like thunder inside. He came to life and showed his true form. The blade melts, shapes, grows, and is reborn in the dark flames.

The thirteen-meter-long giant blade spread red and black flame patterns, and the edge of the blade turned into countless dragon-like jagged teeth, and the golden red fire flowed from the back of the blade to the sky. The crew of the Lazarus witnessed the miracle of alchemy, and the dragon king drew a flaming sword from the wheel of the sun.

Konstantin did not have a strong dragon body, he could only tap into the full power of alchemy items, even beyond their own limits. The angry heartbeat matched his, the flames swelled with the figure of the dragon, and the cowardly heart was replaced by the furious emotion.

He's out of the knife. Slash downwards with all your might.

The furious alchemy field collided head-on with the storm torpedo, and the shattered alchemy warhead caused a violent explosion in the sea, setting off a huge wave of more than ten meters. Mercury and sulfur vapors were sliced through the center in a rage, and a metal hurricane of 8,000 shrapnel was also cleaved apart, melting into molten iron alloy in extreme heat.

The V-shaped air flow cut through the dark clouds, and a ray of sunlight burst into the stormy sky.

The Officers of the Enforcement Department froze on the rickety deck, forgetting for a moment what they were supposed to do. Slaying dragons? That doesn't exist.

The sea water within a radius of 100 meters has been boiled, and a huge amount of water vapor has evaporated a sultry white mist. A motorboat overturned in the sea, and Lu Mingfei lay on the bottom of the boat with a gun on his back. He had just fallen for seven or eight seconds, and he was almost familiar with it when he was wearing a heat-insulated combat suit.

Konstantin waved his knife casually, dispelling the thick fog. The two were separated by more than 20 meters of sea water and looked at each other from afar.

"Big-headed bear, it's you." Konstantin muttered, thinking that perhaps he had made a mistake.

"Han Li! Come out of here, I know you're alive! ”

Konstantin looked through the black armor at Lu Mingfei, who was lying on the motorboat and slowly drifting towards him, so embarrassed, roaring hoarsely. It turned out that he didn't understand anything.

"Big-headed bear, I have my own destiny." It was Han Li's voice, but it was permeated with the majesty of Gu Ao.

He swung his knife and slashed at the water, and the waves swept Lu Mingfei and floated away in the opposite direction.

At this moment, the decrepit boy's heart was empty. The interstellar player he had taught from scratch, the boy with whom he roamed in a greyhound, the boy who regarded him as an elder brother, was gone.

Lu Mingfei's eyebrows drooped, and all the fierce courage that had taken a long time to accumulate disappeared. He let the waves sweep him into the distance, his strong arms hanging down in the hot waters.

Konstantin gasped, an explosion like that was a great burden on his body. Samson's injuries were partially healed, but it was impossible for the torpedoed bones to be reborn, and it was difficult to swim quickly.

He cannot retreat, he is the king who raises the banner of battle. The flames spread across the surface of the sea into a perfect circle, and Konstantin climbed Samson's dragon head and looked out into the untouchable Far North.

"Restrain your fears. The opponent does not have a complete dragon body, and there are serious deficiencies in endurance.

He seemed unwilling to abandon his dragon attendant, and continued to gather fire on his target, draining his physical strength. ”

Schneider's ghostly voice woke up the commissioners of the various groups. He is fundamentally different from the young commissioners, Schneider is the one who picked up his life from the hands of death, and a deep hatred allows him to overcome the fear of death.

The combat group quickly surrounded Konstantin, taking long-range fire to suppress. Tens of thousands of silver bullets and mercury-refining bullets were fired at the ancient dragon, and a dozen heavy machine guns were pouring rubber bullets at the same time.

Konstantin swung his thirteen-meter-long alien giant blade, each time he struck the knife, it carried the power of a volcanic eruption, and the barrage was slashed and shattered and melted at high temperatures. Samson flicked his long tail and threw sharp bone spurs with poison as a weapon, and from time to time someone on a combat ship was hit and fell.

Chu Zihang stood on the bow of the flagship, without Pandora's suppression, the killing desire caused by the dragon's blood kept impacting his spirit. Schneider didn't give him an order, he knew that he was the one who had to deal with the king at the last moment.

Jun Yan is probably meaningless in front of the other party. He may have to push the explosion up three times to have a chance to win.

Norma estimated that with her abilities, she could still lock off the situation for about ten minutes. They had to end the war in this time.

Konstantin's physical strength had been severely reduced in the war of attrition, and the black armor that had been temporarily smelted was shattered and cracked everywhere in the suppression of firepower, and the newborn membrane wings were now shattered like old canvas.

Samson kept urging him to fly away with the seven deadly sins and return to his homeland.

But in this era when my brother has not yet awakened, if you also die, there will be no home of Konstantin in the world.

Konstantin roared and continued to swing his sword, the banner of flame fluttering in the iron-blue sky.

Countless thunderbolts suddenly erupted from the clouds, and terrifying elemental turbulence stained the northern sky in a jumble of four colors. Everyone looked up at the sky at this moment and saw a hundred cyan aurora rising from the sky.

Flames, thunder, turbulence, torrential rain, Aurora Schneider looked at such a scene and had the illusion of the end of the world.

The majestic deity emerged from the aurora on a bone-dry warhorse, sword and spear in hand, dark blue fluttering behind him.

Odin!

The king of the gods scanned the sea with one eye, and a large number of commissioners with a slightly inferior bloodline directly breathed in misery, and even fainted. The Nibelungen unfolds with a storm as a medium, enveloping Constantine and Samson.

"Hell, that's really Odin! That spear is Kungunir, but what is that sword?

Why is Sleipnir a bone horse, and is Odin's horse dead a long time ago? ”

Guderian, who was watching from afar, was watching and complaining in the academy, but was ruthlessly interrupted by Schneider.

"Odin came for that first generation. According to Chinese mahjong terminology, we are cut off. ”

The Nibelungen was still expanding rapidly, and many people were curious about the bizarre sight before them, and only those who had experienced it knew the dangers.

A decrepit boy struggled to flip the jet ski over and rushed into the storm at full speed.

The slayer with the long knife rushed into the Nibelungen in the blast wave, and its form began to alienate in midair.

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(End of chapter)