Chapter 744

Millian made out a curry stick.

This is the sword she will win with all her magic.

Her family records the glorious deeds of countless ancestors.

Although some of these deeds are inconsistent with the historical facts, it does not prevent millian from growing up with the glory of her ancestors.

At the end of these family inheritance classics, it is recorded that the ancestors died because of betrayal.

The traitors declared that King Arthur had no children.

Some historical researchers even said that King Arthur did not exist at all.

But it must be there.

The existence of mirien, the name she inherited, and the blood of pandragon are all irrefutable evidence of the knight King's existence.

She firmly believes in this.

This belief has also become millian's belief, which has made her live to the present.

When she was one year old, she caught the family emblem and celebrated with the Pu nationality.

At the age of two, the first word she learned was "Excalibur".

When she was a child, she often held up her wooden sword and shouted curry stick at the humanoid wooden target.

At the age of four, she was sleeping with her ancestor's sword every day.

At the age of six, she began to learn sword.

The prevailing Kendo at that time was the main stab. But she likes to pay a new year's visit, and she thinks it's more enjoyable.

At the age of eight, she stumbled and was abused again and again by the Kendo teacher in the family.

The teachers shook their heads one after another and sighed that mileen, who caught the clan emblem at the age of one and was destined to carry forward the pandragon family, had a worrying talent in kendo.

At the age of twelve, a big sister in black and mask quietly came to the pandragon family to teach her "the way to win".

The big sister has short blond hair, which is very similar to her hair color. Her voice is cold and inexplicably makes millian feel good.

At that time, she thought foolishly that it would be good if her voice could be so beautiful when she grew up.

The big sister must have a beautiful face under her mask.

The girl's heart was filled with something called "vision".

At the age of 13, she became enlightened, the cow forced her, and began to fight all the invincible hands of her age.

At the age of fourteen, the mysterious big sister left and never appeared again.

The big sister said that one day, they will meet.

At the age of 15, she inherited the name of "Knight king" and officially inherited the sword of her ancestors. Her appetite began to grow and doubled. The old people in the family are very happy. It is said that the ancestors of that year were also very able to eat.

Millian believes that the sword and glory of our ancestors are invincible.

"Must win".

Therefore, that sword will be called "the sword of vowing victory".

It means - "I swear with this sword to bring victory to the kingdom"!

But,

But,

But.

"Poop."

Exhausted millian, her knees softened and she could not help kneeling on the ground.

She stared at Zhao Zilong 20 meters away.

His whole body was intact except that his right arm was shaking violently.

This sword, even the other party's fluttering cloak, did not break through.

He stopped it!

But it's not completely blocked!

In that gorgeous golden light, millian saw clearly what had just happened at that moment.

Zhao Zilong's gun tip vibrated wildly between lightning and flint. The frequency of vibration was almost impossible for the naked eye to capture. The trembling tip of the gun opened a corner lightly when the light of the sword was about to kill in front of him.

It was the seemingly relaxed wave that pushed millian's treasure "sword of vow victory" away and rushed obliquely into the sky.

Zhao Zilong roared up to the sky, very happy.

He laughed happily, as if he felt excited because he blocked the sword.

Millian suddenly felt that she could understand each other's mood very well.

If she could stop such a powerful sword, she would laugh like that.

"I lost."

Millian bowed her head.

Zhao Zilong came to Milien step by step.

In the process of walking, Zhao Zilong's trembling right arm returned to calm with his steps.

In fact, Zhao Zilong is not as relaxed as he seems.

At that moment, he used his ingenuity.

He couldn't fight that sword.

"In fact, I lost. But I won in the end, Changshan Zhao Zilong."

Zhao Zilong pointed his spear horizontally and gave the enemy general Milien the highest praise.

The implication was that he stopped the sword, which was not the collision of swords, so he lost.

But he will win the general duel on the battlefield, so he won.

He Changshan Zhao Zilong, will take down the head of the enemy general!

"No."

Millian struggled to get up. With her last strength, she put the long golden sword in front of her.

She was clearly exhausted.

Obviously, she doesn't even have the power to wield a sword.

Clearly her magic has dried up and can no longer squeeze out a drop.

But,

Miriam, she stood up.

The glory of her ancestors warned her that she could die and lose, but she must not give up and must not lie down and be killed by the enemy.

"Shine, the glory of your ancestors!"

Millian's face floated with a determination to die!

"Beautiful."

Zhao Zilong's body moved, and his spear pierced millian's throat!

"Sorry, her life is mine."

Just when mileen was about to die and was shot by Zhao Zilong.

A shimmering bullet shot from millian's back.

A bullet!

Millian was stunned.

It's Erin!

Erin is coming!

Here comes the cook!

Millian was surprised. At the same time, she was rarely touched in her heart.

In front of Zhao Zilong's eyes, the light flashed. Almost at the moment when the bullet was fired, he changed the direction of the gun tip!

"Ding!"

When the tip of the gun touched the bullet, the barrel was suddenly bent 45 degrees, as if it would be broken at any time.

Zhao Zilong looked at the bent end gun in shock, but his reaction was faster than his shock. His steps changed. He suddenly twisted his body. As soon as the long gun stretched out and swung, the terrible power from the tip of the gun was removed 80% in an instant.

"Let the world feel pain from now on!"

A circle appeared behind millian. Yilin appeared from behind the transmission circle with double guns. Seeing that Zhao Zilong blocked the gun with gun strength, without hesitation, he stared at Zhao Zilong whose posture had not been adjusted and released [disaster ridden].

This time,

Yilin finally read all the skill restrictions. Congratulations.

Can read so long, not because of Yilin's whim, nor because Yilin misses the beginning. In fact, when Yilin studied skills and successfully lifted the ban [plagued by disasters], he developed two different ways to lift the ban.

One is to shorten the singing time as much as possible and infinitely close to the "instant" effect.

Second, while retaining the original singing limit, greatly increase the perfusion of psionic power, turn this slightly consumed skill into a moderately consumed skill, and expand the influence of negative states.

In short, the winner can greatly reduce the resistance of the "will" attribute, which will inevitably lead to more than two negative states and prolong the duration of the negative state!

Under the influence of the rules of the Holy Grail War, each appropriate rank has strengthened their "resistance to magic", making them have terrible resistance to various magic effects and negative states.

From the beginning of understanding the rules of the Holy Grail, Yilin noticed that the world seemed to be full of malice to him.

Therefore, in the face of Zhao Zilong, a legendary martial general with great military achievements in his previous life, only by lifting the ban can Yi Lin make his skills work.

The invisible and colorless force of disaster shot at Zhao Zilong.

At this point, Zhao Zilong's body did not regain balance in order to block Yilin's ten layer power storage super charging bullet.

This is the best time to sneak attack!

Yilin knew it was unkind to do so.

But even Milien, who is good at melee, and Zhao Zilong are forced to fight alone to this point. Talking about martial ethics with each other is self humiliating and not humiliating.

Yilin believed that with the other party's mind, he would not mind such details.

"Up!"

Zhao Zilong blocked the bullet and the ground collapsed at his feet.

The strength of the bullet was removed elsewhere by him.

At this time,

In front of Zhao Zilong's chest, the ornament like a mirror flashed.

The more dazzling reflection bounced back from the mirror to Yilin.

"My grass?"

……

"A bronze mirror that protects the heart from all evils"

"Grade" B

"Type" vs. magic tools

"Effective range" 1 ~ 15

"Maximum capture"?

……

The invisible force of disaster bounced back to Yilin through the reflection of the goggle.

Fortunately, Yilin reacted quickly.

Without saying a word, he launched another ability.

"Ouch, ouch --"

In the void, in front of Yilin, a burst of square streamer appeared.

Blue squares quickly formed the shape of night nightmare in front of Yilin.

Lonely Cybertron gentleman, nightmares, cross the border!

Nightmares, there they are!

It hasn't appeared for a long time. When the body hasn't fully condensed, the exhaust pipe condensed to half has already discharged the scream.

It knows that it has a heavy responsibility. In midair, nightmares actively transformed into Cybertron mode.

The iron giant stung and blocked the light reflected from Zhao Zilong's heart guard mirror.

“？”

The next second,

The tall Cybertron motorcyclist twisted his waist happily between Zhao Zilong and Yilin.

Zhao Zilong was a little stunned. The appearance of nightmares made him hesitate for a moment.

This successive appearance disrupted Zhao Zilong's rhythm.

Obviously, it was a single fight, which suddenly turned into a group fight. No one could accept it.

But after all, he is a legendary general, a legendary general who has experienced many battles. After a short absence, he picked up the end gun and stabbed it into the flashing headlights in nightmares chest.

The lights were broken and nightmares screamed, but the damage was not serious.

The skill effect of [affliction] was bounced back and fell on the poor nightmares.

Zhao Zilong stabbed nightmares and swung nightmares' heads one after another, giving full play to the sports spirit of equal treatment on the battlefield and ruthlessly.

The armor plate of nightmares has been strengthened, not covered. Zhao Zilong's gun in a hurry left holes in yeyan's armor plate, but he couldn't move yeyan's muscles and bones.

With Zhao Zilong's strength, he has long been able to stab the dead without a gun head. But nightmares are too hard.

Zhao Zilong frowned and found his opponent in front of him, slightly knocking his teeth.

First charm, then vertigo, and then add a blinding.

After a series of negative states, nightmares were shot by Zhao Zilong one by one, bumpy.

Zhao Zilong stopped.

"Interesting."

Zhao Zilong tilted his long gun in front of him and stopped firing.

Because he found that Yilin and Milian, who had just hid behind the armored man, disappeared there at some time.

After a while, a burst of light flashed, and the night nightmare disappeared in place.

Zhao Zilong looked at the looming city in the distance, and the corners of his mouth were slightly tilted.

At this time, Cecilia issued instructions to Zhao Zilong through the curse.

"Retreat?"

Zhao Zilong frowned and lost in thought.

……

The war is over for the time being.

For the time being.

After counting the number, there were less than 1000 Uruk soldiers who came back alive from the battlefield.

To be exact, 623.

It was a bitter battle.

Among the six heroes who set out for the war, the only ones who returned to Urumqi alive were Irene and mirien.

There are too many dead on the battlefield. The rest of the people have no ability to collect their bodies.

When Yilin returned to Urumqi City, he was surprised by the scene in front of him.

A big hole was broken in the wall.

Starting from the city wall, a gully ten meters wide extends to the front of the temple.

Thousands of people, old and young, women and children in Urumqi were killed and injured under this wave of attacks.

The whole city of Uruk was shrouded in silent despair.

Under this wave of offensive, the surviving Uruk people seem to have lost the ability to cry.

As far as Yilin's eyes were concerned, everyone's face was filled with a kind of blank and numb emotion.

Some of the soldiers who survived were mutilated, stained with blood and lost their combat effectiveness.

Even mileen, who had always been in high spirits, had a rare look of sadness on her face when she witnessed the tragic scene of Urumqi.

In front of the city gate, siduli found the ugly Yilin and the confused Milian.

"My king has ordered that you have a good rest to meet the coming hard battle."

Siduli, still wearing a tulle, bowed and said. Her tone was incredibly calm, as if all this in front of her could not make her heart fluctuate in the slightest.

"Where is he?"

"My king has orders, please --"

Siduli is going to repeat what she just said.

Yilin rudely interrupted siduli's words: "I asked, where are Gilgamesh?"

Siduli was silent for a moment and closed her eyes.

In a moment, siduli opened her eyes again and slowly replied, "Wang has another word for you."

"Say."

"If you dare to come to the king's palace and disturb the king's rest, bring your awareness of death, reptile." That's what my king said. "

Yilin rolled his eyes.

This sentence really has his style.

Yilin walked to the temple tower.

"Lord caster,"

Yilin stepped down and didn't turn around.

Siduli dropped her head behind Yilin, put her fist in front of the drum chest and said softly, "heroes from the future, please, please, witness the future of Urumqi."

Yilin was slightly stunned.

He didn't understand what siduli meant by this sentence.

But he nodded and said nothing.

No one can stay out of this war.

This is true even for Erin and Milien who join here for some reason.

Their future, their lives, have long been linked with Uruk.

Yilin didn't ask. Where did Yanfeng Zhengyi, Michelle and Gu Tianqing go.

If they were alive, they would naturally return to Uruk.

In the wilderness outside Urumqi, there were no living creatures at a glance.

After finally killing "black Assassin", he walked out of the evil thought space. Yilin was in place and saw Bohr's body.

Bohr is dead.

He was blackened.

She was electrocuted.

Red hair and Bohr died one after another.

Yanfeng, Michelle and Gu Tianqing didn't come back.

Now, in this unfair war, there are only Yilin and Milian.

"Hehe... Hehe... Hehe."

Yilin walked all the way to the temple and gave a strange laugh.

Along the road, a Uruk people sat in the messy city. They didn't make any sound except breathing and heartbeat.

Yilin silently walked past them, stepped on the stone steps and walked to the palace.

In the open palace, Gilgamesh sat alone on the high throne, shaking a large golden glass filled with amber ale.

"Here you are."

Gilgamesh was silent for a moment and took the initiative to speak.

Erin walked up to Gilgamesh.

Without opening remarks and bedding, Yilin directly pointed to the golden wine cup in Gilgamesh's hand and said his meaning.

"Lend me your Holy Grail."