If you look far away at the northern grassland under the night sky, you can see two flame-like brilliance colliding fiercely, impacting, like fireworks and meteors. One was a three-colored flame that fluctuated like a raging wave, but at a slower speed, and a purple flame that conjured up a cloud of smoke and swirled and jumped around the three-colored flame.

That flame is none other than Hyde in the heat of battle and his opponent, Tigal, the Chosen Knight of Chaos. The crest of the two gods unfolded brilliantly, shining like a ball of fire in the night sky, giving their duel a mythical color. Twenty Kugan cavalry and six human cavalry faced off tensely on both sides, quietly watching the glorious duel between the gods.

"Young Pseudo-God Knight, you're too slow!"

The green-haired Knight of the Chosen of Chaos dodged Hyde's sword, and used his mismatched gold ivory-handled scimitar to strike at Hyde in a strange curve, sending clouds of purple smoke and light. Hyde blocked the blow with his shield, but the agile Knight of the Chosen quickly changed his tactics and attacked from the other direction like a ghost. This made Hyde very anxious, and the flames of anger rose incomparably in his heart, and he wanted to split the opponent in front of him in half with a sword, but he was so anxious that he immediately added several wounds to his body.

Ever since Hyde's blow knocked the slascivious Chosen One flying, the Chaos Knight has been fighting Hyde in a very strange way. He never confronted Hyde, but used his speed and skill to keep moving around Hyde, causing most of Hyde's attacks to miss, and then deftly launching a surprise attack, inflicting some minor injuries on the young knight, like a jackal or a poisonous bee that constantly provokes next to a lion.

But in a sense, the Chaos Knight seemed to be deliberately delaying time and provoking, and did not use all his strength, but if Hyde wanted to get rid of him, his offensive would immediately intensify. This made Hyde even more angry, and he unreservedly exploded the power of the Divine Favor to the extreme, the sword surrounded by the vigorous three-color holy power like a huge torch across the night sky, each blow slashed at the opponent with amazing power and power, but the Chaotic Chosen One was as agile as a poisonous bee or a swimming fish, and could always avoid Hyde's attacks. Under the trade-off, the form is quite unfavorable.

"Your Excellency Hyde, please calm down and don't consume too much strength!

Marshall issued a reminder that he saw the conspiracy of the green-haired Chosen One. Obviously, he was deliberately trying to make Hyde angry, draining Hyde's strength as much as possible, and then launching a counterattack that decided to take his last name. Marshall, who had seen the battle of the Divine Favored by the Knights of the Holy Cheetah Order, understood that the power of the Divine Favored was also time-limited and endless.

"I ...... It's okay!"

Hyde swung his sword again, answering with a more ferocious attack. In fact, he had already consumed a lot of money by the time he rescued the convoy at noon, and he had been fighting fiercely throughout the night, and he had already suffered a lot of injuries, and his physical strength had been very depleted. If it weren't for the illusionary God's favor just now, he might have fallen completely.

But with tenacious perseverance and uncontrollable anger, the young blonde knight still fought with his life and forgot to die. Yes, he should be calm, but anxiety keeps him from calming. He thought of the soldiers and his comrades in the midst of the war, he thought of old Loren, who was like his grandfather, he thought of his gentle and lovely little sister Lala, he thought of Mrs. Greenhill who looked like his mother, and countless faces and images swirled in his heart, and he felt like a big stone was pressed against his heart, all because of his own contempt for the enemy, and the guilt, regret, and anxiety tormented his young heart.

He forgot the pain and exhaustion of **, and only let the flame of anger guide his sword, and he fused all the anxiety in his heart into his sword, only to bring down the resentful enemy before him, but each failure of the attack aroused his anger even more, and he felt as if he was almost about to explode, what should he do?

"That false god knight, I found your fatal problem--- you don't have good sword skills!

The green-haired Slaanesh Divine Servant laughed maniacally, his form like a cloud, his contemptuous voice echoing in Hyde's ears, stirring the young lion's heart.

"Let's put it this way, although your strength is amazing, and your divine grace is vast----- but your swordsmanship is like that of a child! What's going on? I see that you are also ten years old, and I know that the nobles of your empire will start learning martial arts at the age of five or six! What have you learned in more than ten years? Have you spent all your time studying for fun? I believe that the girl pseudo-god who foolishly pampered you will also cry for your clumsy swordsmanship! The goddesses of the young false god Mirmidia are known for their cunning and skill, and you crazy brute is a strange example of a maverick!"

"Nonsense, nonsense, death, you devil of chaos!"

Hyde angrily replied to the slacker knight with the slam of his sword, but his heart felt as if he had been struck by a galloping horse, and an indescribable shock echoed in his heart.

Yes, there are not many images of learning swordsmanship and fighting in his memory, in fact--- what kind of superb swordsmanship can he learn in the state of a fool who can't say anything and has to rely on Lala's help to wear clothes?

This is not the fault of old Loren, in the past ten years, old Loren was able to teach himself horseback riding and spearmanship, as well as some basic swordsmanship, which can be regarded as a miracle. But he seems to know some other fighting skills, I don't know how they came about, it seems like a dream, but can you learn martial arts in a dream? Regardless of these, no matter what, he relied on these things and the amazing divine power of his divine favor to sweep away the Chaos Beast in the fierce battle all day like a decay, so he was full of confidence.

When he awoke, he possessed great power, the heart of his mother and the gift of the goddess. This power can break trees dozens of feet high, this power can tear off the heads of chaos beasts, his iron fist is like a giant hammer of steel can pierce through the beast's **, and his shield and spear under his sword are like dead leaves and rotten branches. One force will drop ten, and the absolute strength advantage is invincible, and he was proud at that time and was not afraid of anything.

But in the face of the powerful Chaos Divine Chosen One, this power is like a mud cow entering the sea, and no matter how great the strength is, it is in vain if it can't hit the enemy, and the saying that one force will drop ten times cannot deal with the strong. The angry male lion could not catch the poisonous bee, and even more, this was not a poisonous bee, and a more appropriate metaphor would be the fierce and cunning horned eagle or the great vulture, the male lion's pounce could not hit it, but the sharp claws of the bird of prey tore bloody wounds on the male lion's body again and again. If this continues, it will be the vulture, not the lion, who will win.

But how could this be compensated? He simply didn't have time to learn martial arts and swordsmanship. It had only been two days since the young knight had regained his senses. One day was spent in memories, one day in the war of blood and fire, he didn't have time to study in the practice field and the athletic tournament, he woke up and threw himself into the torrent of war of swords and swords, he studied war in the war, but probably met too strong opponents too early.

Many thoughts rushed through Hyde's mind like lightning, what was he going to do? Is there a way to reverse the situation? But in the life-and-death struggle, there was no room for hesitation and confusion, and almost instantly, the green-haired Chaos Chosen One saw his hesitation, and the golden enchanted ivory-handled scimitar pounced on his sword-holding hand like a lightning serpent!

Flesh and blood flew as metal and iron clashed, and the chaotic scimitar pierced Hyde's armplate armor and slashed into his arm, a screeching sound of the blade rubbing against his bones. His sword fell heavily into the dust, he lost his weapon, and the slaarous deity laughed with contempt and triumph, drew his scimitar with lightning speed, and swung it at the wounded lion again!

"Young False God Knight, it's all over! Dedicate your head to the altar of the Most High God!" was the voice of the Chosen of Chaos' victory, and it rushed towards Hyde like an unstoppable wind along with the blade of death.

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