"You, Ronald?"

After discovering that his opponent was blocking his impulsive sword, Grand Knight Anthony jumped down from his warhorse: "As a top brave, you appeared on the battlefield, but you violated the express covenant of the four empires to 'prohibit forces above the brave level from interfering in national wars'. ”

"That's your four empires. Ronald didn't know what the origin of this covenant was, and he couldn't care so much, so he just retorted coldly and took a step forward without showing weakness.

"Why should you obey it, so that you can do whatever you want?"

At this moment, the hustle and bustle on the battlefield suddenly stopped, and the fiery atmosphere that had been like a tight bowstring suddenly dissipated, leaving a dripping rain line in the air.

Ronald then realized that the Imperial forces had retreated to their own positions. In his line of sight, the hoplites and shielded infantry stood at the forefront quickly and orderly, and those in iron armor formed a silent defensive line. And the archers, mages and priests are on standby at the back. The battlefield was littered with stumps and the stench of blood and filth.

At the moment, only he and this church knight were in the center of the battlefield.

There were corpses everywhere, with empty and desperate eyes, and they fell to the ground in various postures. The crevices of the stone bricks were also filled with bubbling blood and spread all the way into the moat.

The flames crackled and scorched, the smoke covered the sky, and the blood lasted for a long time.

Near the city gate, some Falken soldiers under their command stacked the rough stones to form a temporary defensive front. The soldiers on both sides silently watched the two men on the battlefield with some fearful eyes.

"You found out. Anthony smiled: "Because of your presence, the siege plan has been forced to delay. ”

Ronald stared coldly at the chattering fellow, a knight in his mid-forties, dressed in full heavy armor and wearing a horned eagle helmet. Although with a friendly smile, he could see a hint of cruelty hidden in his opponent's eyes.

"My name is Anthony, the deputy head of the Holy Grail Knights of the Holy See, and I am responsible for supervising and dealing with anomalies on the battlefield. Anthony's expression became serious: "I repeat, are you willing to withdraw from the dispute between the Falcon Empire and the Falken Kingdom?"

Ronald condensed a trace of ice power, and after condensing the gap on the enchanted sword into a sharp sword surface, he responded coldly: "Warrior, you should use the sword to talk." ”

"Good. Anthony burst out laughing: "Thank you for not cooperating, Ronald!"

Anthony patted his horse and signaled for his horse to return to his home.

Ronald glanced at the other man's expression and seemed unconcerned, but judging by his flawless posture and confident tone, he thought it was going to be an uphill battle.

Ronald didn't take the opportunity to attack, he just prepared for defense, but the special shape of the sword couldn't help but make him look at it a few more times.

Fanatics?

He stared coldly at the bearded middle-aged knight whose expression had become unusually pleasant. In his line of sight, Anthony suddenly raised the hilt of his sword in his hand and prayed there.

"O all-powerful Supreme God, Lord of hosts, slay down all the stubborn with the sword that thou hast given me!"

As Anthony prayed, the long sword suddenly began to glow with gold. Ronald, who found out about the situation, hurriedly took a few steps back to prevent the possibility of an accident. But he only saw that Anthony stood still with his sword raised, motionless. A faint golden holy light continued to emanate from the blade of the sword in his hand.

"If you don't attack again, don't blame me. ”

As soon as Ronald's words came out, he found that the blade in Anthony's hand had changed color and shape--- and the original seemingly wide broadsword began to peel off the billet on the outside, turning into a blade with an ordinary long sword in the middle, but with a hook blade at the front. And on the hilt of the cross sword, a milky white halo began to appear, forming the shape of a ring cross!

And the standard of this weapon is something he has not seen in his memory for a long time!

"Judgment Blade?" Ronald couldn't help frowning and twisted into a "Chuan" word: "Gifted to you by the Lord?"

Anthony's originally kind smile completely dissipated, and his expression became extremely angry, and he pointed his sword at Ronald, and his expression revealed the coldness of the executioner: "Presumptuous! How dare you call the name of Jehovah, Lord of hosts, you blasphemous filthy man!"

Without waiting for Ronald to speak, he continued to mutter, "O all-powerful Supreme God, your devout believer Anthony Greiff, humble man of the Northlands. Forgive me for the time being, and I will take your place as a punishment on earth!"

"Hahaha!" Ronald couldn't stop the smile in his heart, and mocked Anthony with a pious face: "With the lowest level of the Judgment Blade, you think you are an angel?"

Sou!

A golden trail slashed down quickly and mercilessly.

With a slight lift of his hands, Ronald easily parried the slash. However, a burst spark flew out with the crisp sound of the two swords intersecting, and a gap was once again cut in his enchanted sword.

Ronald condensed his magic and quickly filled the gap.

Laughing and laughing, but he knew that even the lowest-level Judgment Blade was a treasure between three and four stars on the Erathia continent!

With proud confidence, Anthony leaned over and slammed into Ronald's shoulder.

Ronald coldly glanced at the sharp thorns on the double-reinforced shoulder armor of the right shoulder, and the marching posture of the tip of the sword pointing at the ground, and judged the true intentions of his opponent with thousands of years of combat experience.

I want to ...... by rushing

His thoughts were only slightly circulating, and the enemy's attack was already in the air, obviously not intending to give him time to think.

Although he retrieved the source power of the Holy Seraph, due to the fact that the magic stored in the Heart of Ice was almost absorbed by the Demon Coral Vine, Ronald was only at the level of the top "brave" of mankind at the moment, and his strength had not improved much.

Knowing the disadvantage he was in, Ronald was still resolute and unhurried.

As his thoughts flowed, the Ice Mirror Technique was quietly stirred up, blocking Anthony's way forward.

However, as a "legendary" level of the church, Anthony, known as the "Blade of Death", how could he be stopped by this thin ice mirror! Anthony's feet suddenly accelerated, sharply increasing his momentum, and at the same time, the reinforced shoulder armor on his right shoulder pierced sharply, glowing with golden brilliance!

Break the Devil!

Under Anthony's strong charge, the ice mirror suddenly fell apart and turned into countless crystal fragments! And Anthony himself, only slowed down slightly, but soon he picked up again and slammed into Ronald!

Ronald, who had already understood his opponent's intentions, suddenly kicked his right leg and suddenly broke free of the static restraints! Once again, he burst out the mystery of meteors, and could adjust his attack method according to the battle situation, and quickly swung out a sword move of five consecutive blows! In his hand, the frozen enchanted sword was like a meteor, breaking through the air with a clear blue trajectory!

Ronald made a sharp stop, followed by the sword blade cross, and swept out with the kinetic energy of his body, easily swinging away Anthony's horizontal slash.

Then Ronald leaped his toes, with a high-flying dragon slash, and Ronald forced his opponent to raise his sword and make a block gesture. In the end, Ronald fell like a black eagle, his clothes were blown by the wind, and he brought out a swift downward slash, but Anthony raised the Judgment Blade to easily block it.

Bite!

After a few crisp sounds of gold and iron, Ronald found that even the enchanted ice sword was still irrepressibly cut by the blade of judgment, and the blade almost shattered!

Damn! The weapon has suffered! My current magic power is not enough to condense the hardness of the ice blade against the Blade of Judgment! Do I want to phantom now?

Just as his thoughts were flowing, he sensed the thoughts transmitted by the fairy ornament on the back of his hand.

Ding Ding Ding!

Ronald is forced to retreat by Anthony's counterattack, but he is happy in his heart! At the request of the fairy Irel, Ronald unshackles her actions.

Forthwith.

A fairy with a hint of crystal blue in the white, freed from the shackles of the ornament on the back of Ronald's hand. Vibrating her dragonfly-like membranous wings, she flew lightly for a half and a half before disappearing into the hilt of her sword.

When Irel's translucent body was submerged into the one-star enchanted sword blessed with the "Solidity Technique", the cold magic injected by Ronald in the magic sword quickly sublimated, transforming from the original color of steel into a blue ice sword!

And the words of the fairy Irel were also conveyed to Ronald's spiritual consciousness through his thoughts.

"Father, so you can wield this sword to your heart's content!"

Catching a glimpse of Anthony conjured up by the goblin, he suddenly stopped attacking. With uncertain surprise, he frowned slightly, and his fanatical expression finally changed slightly: "Goblin?

Ronald didn't answer, his experience and sanity as an angel had taught him that once he decided to fight, any nonsense was superfluous.

On the battlefield, only the sword is used for conversation.

After the sword-to-sword conversation is over, the victor is entitled to be questioned.

The flow of thoughts in my heart is only a short moment.

The next moment, he squinted his eyes slightly, seized the brief opportunity of Anthony's distraction, clenched his weapon with both hands, wrapped in the momentum of breaking the wind, and ruthlessly cut out an elliptical blue trajectory!

Bite!

The blue trail didn't go where it was supposed to be. Near the chest, Anthony had already blocked Ronald's slash with the Judgment Blade in his hand, and stepped forward, using the front hook of the Judgment Blade to cut away Ronald's intention to continue the attack.

After the confrontation, both sides took a step back, and both felt a faint pain in the tiger's mouth.

"With the help of a goblin, it seems that your strength should be even stronger than I thought. Seeing that Ronald had no intention of speaking, Anthony muttered to himself: "Perhaps, you can bring me extreme happiness." ”

In Ronald's eyes, the smile of this middle-aged mustachioed knight was extremely distorted, just like the Chaos Demon in the memory of his previous life, wantonly and unscrupulous.

Suddenly, Anthony's smile dissipated!

He raised his sword again and stabbed into the sky, roaring like thunder, "Brave and fearless!" A milky white halo poured down the blade of the sword, enveloping Anthony's body.

Although the enemy looked flawed, Ronald did not take advantage of the attack. He knew very well the effectiveness of this magic, and now attacking was just self-defeating. He spent his time quietly waiting for his opponent to lose his brilliance.

"Pray!"

Looking at the golden pillar of light, Ronald's face showed disdain, and he couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

How many more buffs do you need to bless before you stop?

However, after hearing the name of the next magic, Ronald finally changed his face and became extremely serious. As an angel in his previous life, he was naturally well aware of the buff effects of these spells. Ronald just didn't expect this guy to be so powerful in buff magic.

Across from him, Anthony was drinking.

"Divine Protection!"

A milky white light burst out from the long sword, and the brilliance turned into countless crystalline points of light in the five-meter-high mid-air, sprinkling down one after another. Anthony squinted his eyes as if he was bathed in it, enjoying the tremendous changes in his power brought by this fourth-order divine technique.

The chatter of watching the battle from a distance also reached Ronald's ears.

"It's just that at the beginning of the battle, Deputy Commander Anthony used such a powerful magic technique one after another? Could it be that the black-haired kid named Ronald is very strong?"

Bishop Steve shook his head and answered Duke Dragon's question: "It should be, even from three hundred meters away, I vaguely sense the dark aura hidden by the enemy. ”

General Lance couldn't help but whisper, "That's a creature of darkness?"

The chief priest of Risis glared coldly at General Lance: "You Turing, haven't you ever seen a dark creature? With such a fuss, how did you become a Turing general?