Chapter 487
His body was severely burned, and his right arm had turned into salt and broken apart, and even his shoulder was partially affected.
His aura was rapidly declining.
Fortunately, Michael's power was constantly healing his body.
At the same time.
Esdeath on the sky was also severely affected, and most of his armor had been burned.
But more importantly.
The fragments of the thousand blades of the magic sword around him had been absorbed by the masked man just now, and all of them were absorbed into the divine space.
Spatial isolation.
Even now, Esdeath had lost contact with those blade fragments for a short time, and Esdeath, who was being healed by ghost power.
His expression became a little ugly.
"My blade fragments were absorbed? Ajuromaru, is there any way to locate those blade fragments?"
Faced with the inquiry.
The Ajuromaru in the sword also responded, "I can help you locate and control it, but it will take at least ten minutes!"
Hearing this.
Esdeath could only respond sincerely, "Then I'll leave it to you, Ajuromaru."
After saying that, she looked at the blade fragments that were less than 20% left, and had no choice but to summon the spirit clone again and throw the magic knife Qianren to the other party.
At the same time, the main body took the Ajuromaru handed over by the clone and replaced the blade in his hand.
After doing all this, she looked at the masked man who was slumped on the ground not far away again, but at this moment his injuries had been healed.
He was slowly standing up.
Seeing this scene, Esdeath also praised him rarely, "I admit that I underestimated you with that attack just now, but next time I will fight with the idea of dying with you!"
"That would be the best."
The masked man snorted coldly and rushed forward with the knife.
Esdeath did not choose to dodge, but directly rushed forward with the knife and the spirit clone, gathering ghost power as she raised her hand.
"Crescent Sky Strike!"
The knife swung from bottom to top, and the crescent-like black slash immediately swept past the masked man who had already activated the virtualization.
The next moment.
The masked man had already come close, waving the flowing blade in his hand, relying on the power of God to fight Esdeath and the spirit clone at close range.
...
The palace, on the corridor of the bedroom on the edge.
Leone was hit by a punch again and flew away, hitting the wall behind him, and the whole person slid down powerlessly.
She couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person looked a little listless, but she still mocked with such stubbornness.
"I didn't expect you to hide so deeply, but it's useless. The fall of the empire is a fact. Wait until the fall of the empire.
Do you really think you can escape?! Even if you kill me, my companions will avenge me!"
Such words also stimulated the minister.
"Hmph!"
He snorted coldly, and then he scolded with a cold face, "Stop talking nonsense, even if the empire is destroyed, it doesn't matter, I can leave here now.
As long as Esdeath obtains all the divine tools, then I will still be second to none!
After all, even if she becomes a god, someone has to manage the world for her, right?!"
After that, he quickly stepped forward and strangled Leone's throat, lifting her into the air, "And you, you guy, just die honestly!"
Feeling the suffocation from the throat, Leone used up the last bit of strength and laughed, "Even if Esdeath can win, can you really be sure that she will still need you?"
These words seemed to hurt his heart, and the minister roared hysterically, "You are a maggot that is about to die, shut up!"
After that, the strength of his hand also increased a bit.
As the feeling of suffocation became stronger, Leona's eyes gradually lost focus. When she was dying, the first thing that came to her mind was the bits and pieces of her life with Tatsumi, and she said in her heart with some regret, "It seems... there is no chance..." But at this moment of death. Her peripheral vision passed over the bloated body in front of her and saw an unexpected figure, which was still getting bigger. There was a flash of cold light. The next moment. The minister's right arm was directly broken, and the blood sprayed all over the ground, and Leona, who was strangled by the throat, fell directly. But the figure took her in his arms first, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, sister, I'm late..."At this moment.
Leone, who was able to catch her breath, had some tears in her eyes that could not be concealed, but she finally forced herself to hold them back and said with a smile.
"If you had come any later, Tatsumi, I would have been strangled to death."
As for the minister whose right arm was cut off, looking at the two people in front of him, he was already feeling the pain from the broken arm, and his whole expression was twisted together.
"No... Impossible, how could you be here... Could it be..."
Now he was finally completely panicked, and almost subconsciously wanted to turn around, but at a glance.
He saw behind him.
Akame and others had already blocked his way.
And Najeshitan on the side sneered and said, "Minister Ernest, where do you want to go? Let us take you on your last journey!"
At this point.
Leone hurriedly broke free from the restraints and stood up, "Boss, let me deal with this guy myself!"
To this.
Najeshitan did not refuse.
"Since you want, then leave it to you."
After that, he stopped talking.
He and Tatsumi watched the minister's death indifferently, only to see him being beaten by Leone's punches and crushed flesh and blood.
Tatsumi even cut him in half.
And Minister Ernest could only drag half of his body and die painfully on the corridor of this bedroom...
...
At the same time.
On another battlefield, it was also the final moment. Esdeath looked at the masked man who had chosen to give up the attack three minutes ago.
Her face was full of doubts.
However, Ajuromaru in the sword also reminded at this time, "That guy is accumulating strength, and it seems that he is ready to use the last blow to decide the outcome!"
Hearing this, Esdeath was silent for a while.
But soon, she could no longer suppress the fighting spirit in her eyes, "One blow to decide the outcome? That's exactly what I want!"
After the words fell.
She did not attack again, but stood still, waiting for the final moment to come!
When there were less than 30 seconds left before the two of them reached their limit, the masked man finally exerted force with his feet, and rushed over!