Chapter 1197
Slowly opened her eyes, Princess Zhang raised her sword edge with both hands.
In the next second, the afterimage of fiery-red rushed forward without warning, approaching Lucien within three steps.
In the scream of the sharp blade tearing the air, the blood-stained sword edge has approached the front door.
"Hey-!"
At the moment of life and death, the gray-eyed young man with a tight body gripped the sharp blade with his left hand and slanted the tip of the sword. In an instant, the spear of the right hand Dragon Knight penetrated.
The cold sharp blade pierced into the air wave, making waves of wailing; the invisible "sword qi" had already taken a step forward and hit Fitlonai's throat.
High-level curse, the force impact!
Just as the "sword qi" was about to penetrate Fitlonai's neck, a chill filled with murderous intention struck Lucien's heart; without any pause, the body instinct eroded by the mark of Evil God Responded.
"Clang——!"
At that moment, the blood-stained sword that was pierced suddenly swept across, and Lu Sienkan, who was abruptly retreating, flashed past; The right hand of the leaping gray pupil swept across, and the invisible air wave bounced off the sword edge that he was going to pursue.
The expressionless Princess Zhang was not eager to attack, waiting for an opportunity like a hunter who is alert to vicious prey, waiting for the gray pupil to take the initiative to expose the weak spot.
Lu Sien's heartstrings tightened, and he was not at all lucky that he had survived by chance.
The moment I did just now was not my own or instinctive stress reaction, it was more like being manipulated by something.
In other words...Asriel’s Evil God mark has completely controlled his body and has begun to invade the spiritual palace.
My time...really running out.
Gritting his teeth, the gray-eyed boy wielding two swords rose up again and rushed towards Princess Zhang.
The two daggers that penetrated the "force impact" at the same time were raised from side to side, curling up a transparent wave of air and sweeping continuously.
"Clang——! Clang——! Clang——! Clang——......"
Fitlowne, standing in place, was completely motionless, with a bloody sword in his hand once The air wave bounced away from the second general, and the sharp point of the sword from start to finish did not deviate from Lu Sien by an inch.
A trace of consternation flashed through the corner of Lucien's eyes, but the leaping silhouette still rushed down.
"clang!"
Another spark!
At the moment when his left-hand attack was parried, the gray-eyed boy pulled up an afterimage, and the moment he steadily landed behind Princess Zhang, the right-handed Dragon Knight's spear fell head-on.
Baiyan——
The blood-stained sword was raised and stretched to the back, slanted off the way, while Stern slashed at the same time, Fitronai also turned around, holding high the sword. Edge aimed at Lu Sien and chopped head-on.
The reflection in the bright red pupils is that Lucien loosened the hilt of the sword's left hand and pointed it at her chest.
weak spot!
Lu Sien, whose pupils shrank suddenly, the gray and blue magic array flickered in his palm.
High-level magic spell, the force impact.
"Bang——!!!"
At the last moment, Fitronai, who was holding his sword, was still hit by the air wave. The moment he landed, he had two iron boots. It left a long mark on the stone slab and was knocked back all the way to the front of the stairs.
Without giving her a chance to recover, the violent gray pupil had once again approached Princess Zhang within three steps, and the sword edge attacked the face door and chest at the same time.
Lu Sien is very clear that Princess Zhang standing in front of her is no longer alive... She may still maintain the last trace of consciousness, using her life to protect the sky behind the body protection; but now It is no longer her consciousness that drives the body to fight, but the Void Power that has eroded her.
From this point of view, there is no difference between the two.
It’s no surprise...I’ve been in the sky dome palace closest to the big vortex until now. I want to avoid the erosion of Void Power. It’s simply a fantasy story — it’s better to say that it’s been eroded completely. Can maintain the last trace of consciousness and obsession, really worthy of Desa Leone's Dragon King bloodline.
“clang! ”
Princess Zhang, whose footing is not stable, still caught the weak spot in Lucien's attack, sliding away while bounced off his attack; forcibly leaning against The silhouette moved and touched with the tip of the sword, dissolving his offensive.
This is no longer a prejudgment or a stress response, or even an action that humans can take-just a momentary pause to dodge, she has forcibly twisted her ankle to avoid her A fatal blow.
The usual battle method for Azores or ordinary monsters is of no use to Fitronay; giving her a little breathing room will become his most deadly weak spot.
So...then there is no room left for her, there is no time to react, there is no room to dodge!
Using the offensive of howling wind and torrential rain, one breath...Break her down!
"Clang——! clang clang clang clang clang......"
With Lu Sien's rushing pace, the two-handed daggers slammed quickly, and the sparks of excitement flickered uninterruptedly , As the two people continue to move quickly and quickly, they dance up and down.
Blood-stained sword full of crumbles, in the hands of Fitronais, it looks like a Copper Wall Iron Bastion; resolve; parry; block, deflection... Countless afterimages are in the middle of the two. Dancing in less than one step.
One inch offset is blood splattered on the spot!
At the same time as the continuous onslaught, the twin pupils flashing gray and blue stared at the sword edge that Princess Zhang was waving, every trajectory was clearly seen by Lu Sien.
Although it is a body controlled by Void Power, the battle method and instinct must still follow the memories of her life; in other words, just grab the moment of remembering her attacking habits and seize the weak spot of that moment , The battle is over.
As for the weak spot at that moment...it is now!
"peng!"
At the moment of the attack, the blood-stained sword that was supposed to fall head-on suddenly stood up, and the tail of the hilt hit Lusien right. hand holding the sword on the wrist.
The dagger in the left hand is still parrying head-on, and there is no time to fight back.
Suck!
"Boom——!"
While swinging open the sword edge, the frost-faced Princess Zhang slammed forward and hit the gray pupil's chest with a shoulder bump!
In the dull crash, Lu Sien clearly heard the sound of his rib fracture.
In the next second, the blood-stained sword raised again was aimed at the gray pupil's chest, and it slashed head-on with the divided into two imposing manner.
"Hey!"
Luxen, who lost his balance, almost twisted his arm and deflected the sword edge that fell off; but this was the end of his counterattack. So far, his body leaned backwards, and he didn't have enough energy to block the direct blow.
But...there is no need to block it, because...
With a smile of a successful plan, the alchemy bomb in the palm of the gray-eyed boy came out.
"Boom——!!!"
The deafening loud noise covered up all sounds;
The dazzling fire light engulfed two figures.
When the rays of light gradually dissipated, the gray-eyed boy lying unconsciously on the ground did he recover from his trance.
"cough cough cough! cough cough cough..."
Lu Sien, who was lying on the ground, shivered constantly.
Won, but he is happy at all that does not raise.
What he defeated with all his strength is not the enemy, but until his death, he still maintains the last trace of consciousness. The one who protects the person she wants to protect... the dead.
Fitlanai Dessalion, Princess Zhang of the Empire-Legion soldiers who had at least thousands of people in the Sky Palace when the Great Vortex appeared, as well as a large number of priests and nobles, these people were all Arranged to protect her, protect the army of the Imperial Family.
In other words, if she wants to, she can immediately escape from the living hell-like Imperial Capital Golovin.
But... she didn't do that.
She did not make a bloody escape alive in the presence of the entire Imperial Capital in the tide of monsters and survivors. Instead, she stood by the city and palace, doing her best and came from knowing nothing. Monster confrontation.
Even at the end, she still stood outside this gate, guarding those inside the gate who should have guarded her, even if she died, was eroded by Void Power, leaving only an empty shell. , Still relying on the last trace of consciousness, guarding this doomed sky palace...
The long sighed, exhausted gray-eyed boy couldn't help closing his eyes, letting his body about to collapse. Recover a little bit.
Even without this battle, he is already in a state of exhaustion; although Isaac has promised to find him, he simply...
"Dang——!"
The sound of the collision of the sharp blades made Lucien, who was awakened, opened his eyes wide.
He was sweating coldly and did his best to lift the head, staring at the silhouette that was slowly standing up in front of him as if stupidly, and almost wrote "unbelievable" on his forehead:
"This...this...this this...how could this happen?!"
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"Ah, this is true It's...it's not surprising!"
Isaac stood behind the door, looking at the chaotic main hall of the Sky Palace with a weird expression.
As the important place of the Vault of Heaven, it is also the place where the emperor handles major events, negotiates with the imperial assembly, and holds grand ceremonies. The main hall of the Vault of Heaven is indeed the strongest and most tightly defended place among all palaces. It's not an exaggeration to call it a fortress.
The marble pillars, the blue brick floor, and the foundation of the palace several meters deep, make it stand still after the entire Golovin hills are deformed.
Compiling the silent rune carved behind every brick in the palace can also effectively block the invasion of Void Power and isolate all power from the palace, so...it immediately hides after perceiving that Void Power is spreading. Entering this palace is indeed a very wise choice, but... it also has a prerequisite.
That is to control the existence of this Void Power, which cannot be stronger than the Holy Cross.
And the Black Cross is absolutely absolute crushing to the Holy Cross; the seemingly reliable silent rune, in front of Seror, is like a paper, and can be torn to pieces with a wave of hands. .
It’s not difficult to think of a little bit of brainstorming, although the Academy under the Golovin hills can barely defend against the ice shield for a while;
but this The Vault of Heaven and the Black Cross from the Holy Grail are so close at hand, how could it be possible to stop Seror even the unintentionally overflowing power?
So when he walked into the hall of the main hall, what he saw was this upside-down crazy chaotic scene.
Some obviously have been completely eroded and distorted by the void, and turned into three heads, with a mouth that extends the hand arms on the abdomen, and the palms of the palms and the back of the hands are monsters with two more heads from the back of the eyes;
Some of them have not been completely eroded, but they are obviously completely mutated. The scarlet eyes are like ominous beasts, and they open their mouths to bite the guy around them;
Some of them probably have wizard innate talent. , People with slightly stronger resistance did not mutate; but it might not be a good thing for them.
Because this was used to hold a major ceremony in the past, there must be impossible food in the fortress-like palace; the survivors hiding in this last "safe haven" can only have two ends:
p>Either he was not killed, and then starved to death;
Or he was caught unlucky and turned into food for other people or other monsters;
Isaac’s eyes In terms of the situation, the latter is obviously more.
The messy hall is filled with a strong smell of blood, everywhere is pressed to the ground, the scene of monsters biting their prey-or survivors without mutation, or The same monsters were biting each other, or could not find food, and finally began to eat themselves in despair, or were wiped clean by others, relying on the last breath to do their best to struggling on whilst at death's door, Or...
No matter which one, it doesn't matter.
Because they...have already been unable to resist the huge Void Power overflowing in the whirlpool, and died.
All the madness is frozen at the last moment, presented in front of Isaac in a scroll-like image.
The little hope that Fitronay Dessalion has gambled on his life, and will do everything he can to protect him until he dies, is also destined to be desperate.
Sighed softly, the tired Isaac passed through the messy bones and stood in the middle of the empty hall, looking up at the empty ceiling, as if there was something only he could see.
"Black Cross Seror, I know you are staring at me."
In the dead hall, Isaac murmured:
"I know …When I walked into the Dragon King’s Tower, I knew that the day I saw those documents… You and I, although the methods are different, in fact we are doing exactly the same thing."
"You I want to use the void to rule the material world, and I intend to materialize the Void Power into energy that can be used for the material world, just like violent winds, waves and flames."
"I have to say, if not Loren...maybe we will be friends, the best wizard a thousand years ago and a better wizard after a thousand years, I will probably be part of your plan with joy; if you can get a glimpse of the sight that no one has seen...death without regret. "
"So... I'm sorry I have to stop you, even if I can never see the strange appearance of the world shrouded in the void... Oh, can't say that, the more I say it, the more I want to see it!" After a sigh of relief, Isaac tilted his head:
Finally, I am actually quite curious about what Loren will turn this world into, but I don’t care; I’m very interested, but No matter what, I don’t care, even if Void Power says goodbye forever, I don’t care... Don’t care, genius won’t become mediocre because of such a little thing."
"But what I want in the end is...he It's my friend."
"You are not."
"So, I can only say sorry-I want to beat your thousand-year-old scum back to its original form!"
"Pay the price for what you do!"