Chapter 750

Five thousand years ago,

Human, Gilgamesh is burning golden fireworks, like a god of war, alone against millions of strange animals in the sky!

Come on!

Come on!

Come on!

Boom!

360 theocratic seals launched at the same time!

Every theocratic seal is forged by Gilgamesh himself!

It has the mark left by Gilgamesh!

Even if there are no living soldiers in Uruk City, even if there is only Gilgamesh left in the whole Uruk City, but the city is alive, and the city will witness the dawn together with Gilgamesh!

"Tear the darkness!"

Three hundred and sixty barrels of thick artillery shot through the dark sky composed of millions of strange animals.

The bright moonlight, through the big holes, agglomerates into bundles and falls on the land of the heavenly palace.

This scene is as sad as snow and as beautiful as a picture, but the tragedy is only tasted by Gilgamesh alone.

Behind millions of monsters, there are four particularly huge shadows.

One of them is a strange animal with a strange smell of green, piled up by piles of deformed meat.

The second one is a huge red eyeball floating behind the alien army.

The third one is a giant dragon composed entirely of bones. When the bone dragon spread its wings, the wind roared and the shadow pressed the world. The two empty eyes flashing green phosphorescence stared at all this indifferently.

The fourth one is a metal armor tens of meters high. At the foot of the armor, there is a piece of steel ruins. The steel ruins are composed of countless broken weapons. It seems that there is some magnetic force to attract those fragmented weapons together to form a style like a spaceship.

Driven by the four leaders, millions of different styles of alien races rushed frantically to Gilgamesh!

At that moment,

The sky seems to be suddenly pouring black rain!

From a distance, a dark shadow was pressed down on that day!

In front of millions of monsters, Gilgamesh's size is too small to mention!

He is like a boat in the Tsunami!

Like a drop of dew in a vast mountain fire!

In the face of all this,

Gilgamesh wore a sneer.

Enki appeared behind Gilgamesh.

Enqi whispered, "Jill, the man said he would bring victory."

"Oh. The king will wait and see, eh."

The next second,

The herd completely submerged the tiny Gilgamesh in the sky.

……

……

The movement in the sky.

It didn't affect the spirits.

To them, it seems that what the world becomes has nothing to do with them.

Everything about them revolves around the "Holy Grail".

Where Milien and Zhao Zilong are at war.

"You can't beat me."

Zhao Zilong swung the end gun and easily pierced millian's armor, leaving blood holes in her body.

History repeats itself.

Even after eating enough meat and getting a temporary buff promotion, Milien still can't beat Zhao Zilong.

In front of Milian, Zhao Zilong was like a sea, deep and bottomless.

Whenever Milian feels a little closer to Zhao Zilong, the other party's almost perfect marksmanship makes Milian helpless.

"Sure enough,"

Millian didn't know when she learned another phrase from Yilin. She staggered up in the pool of blood, holding a sword in both hands. Facing death, she had no fear on her face: "only that sword can bring me victory."

"Is that again?" The expression on Zhao Zilong's face is relaxed and comfortable. Although he has been very serious, Milien's sparse and rough sword skills make it really difficult for Zhao Zilong to be serious.

That move is indeed powerful, but Zhao Zilong already knows how to deal with it.

No one can beat Zhao Zilong with the same move!

no one!

"Your swordsmanship is like jade. It's not polished. It's open and close. It's very hard and flexible. It's a pity." Zhao Zilong commented calmly: "among the swordsmanship experts known by Zhao, let alone the Xiliang brocade Ma Chao, your swordsmanship is slightly inferior to Zhao's former Lord."

Zhao Zilong shook his head: "except for your brute force, you don't deserve the name of saber."

Then, Zhao Zilong had a little more regret in his eyes: "the Holy Grail is really a wonderful artifact. If you can fight with your former opponents on the battlefield again, it should be a great blessing in life. At the same time, it is also Zhao's regret and wish."

The true spirit is mostly summoned by the constellation of heroes with some kind of regret.

It seems that a hero without regret is not worthy to be a real hero.

Zhao Zilong meant "you don't deserve it".

But he is polite, has high EQ and speaks more tactfully.

Millian took a deep breath and began to gather magic.

The magic around quickly gathered to Milian.

Millian's eyes were focused.

Zhao Zilong's eyes coagulated, the gun pointed, and finally got serious: "the determination to die? Interesting."

The sword in the lake lit a golden light, like a golden fireworks.

The light was as bright as ever, making Miriam like the brightest star in the night.

Millian held up her sword.

Zhao Zilong had his first experience.

For the second time, Zhao Zilong stared at the front of the sword in the lake.

He already knew the secret of the sword.

That sword curry stick, that shot, only the front part, has an outrageous damage judgment.

The "tail" in the back is just a bluff effect, which can be ignored.

As long as the tip of the gun is concentrated at one point, the sword can deviate from the original track.

He can't block it, but he can block it.

Millian's power accumulation is over, and the long sword held high is chopped down!

“Excalibur——”

"Sword of victory"!

The golden light, through the battlefield, tears the space and goes straight to Zhao Zilong!

Zhao Zilong stepped at a strange pace, aiming at the most concentrated point of light and shaking hard!

"Ding!"

The curry stick was shaken open!

Win!

Zhao Zilong beat the other party with the same move and felt no surprise.

His right hand, extending from his wrist to his shoulder, was numb and unconscious.

But it doesn't matter.

It will recover soon.

This kind of treasure can't be put for the second time in a short time.

Zhao Zilong just blocked the curry stick.

At that moment, his attention was focused on that point, and there was a moment's neglect of the situation around him.

Normally, such negligence does not have much impact.

But,

When Zhao Zilong's vision recovered from the brightness, in less than half a second, mileen appeared in front of him in recent meters.

She took advantage of the moment after she waved the sword and Zhao Zilong focused on blocking the "sword of vowing victory", hid in the light of the curry stick and bullied her body to Zhao Zilong.

On Milien's sword, the golden light that Zhao Zilong is familiar with once again condenses.

This time, millian didn't pose or shout the name of the move, so she silently released the second move!

The second move - "sword of vowing victory"!

The golden light pierced Zhao Zilong's chest.

Zhao Zilong felt the pain in his chest. After the severe pain, his limbs and bones seemed to float up and lose weight.

"Ah."

Zhao Zilong sighed, and the gun at the corner of the end shook and inserted it at his feet.

"I lost, whether it's the battle of generals or the battle of warriors."

Zhao Zilong looked at mileen, who was pale and panting, and asked curiously, "who taught you this move?"

Millian supported her body with a sword and tried not to let herself fall.

in fact.

It is not impossible to release treasure tools continuously.

If the first sword uses the magic stored in the body and the free magic particles in the God generation.

Then millian's second sword overdrafts her own vitality.

This is the real decisive sword.

Either you die or I die.

There is no third possibility.

"He taught."

Mileen recalled what Irene had said and said honestly.

……

"You, what's that move? Curry is great. It's powerful. But before you enlarge the move, you have to pose for a while and shout the name of the move. If you're old, can you stop being a sophomore? Can't you secretly enlarge the move and beat the other party. You're unprepared and don't close your eyes? You really face Zhao Zilong. You talk about martial ethics. If I were here Before you shout out the word 'curry stick', you'll be killed in an instant. "

"You... Shameless. How can a knight be surprised when he fights face to face?"

"But now you are the spirit saber."

Yilin patted millian on the shoulder with heavy words.

Millian had a pink face and was frighteningly dark.

……

Zhao Zilong's body, gradually turning into a little scattered light, is dissipating.

Millian leaned on her sword and was silent for a moment: "I'm sorry."

Zhao Zilong's back stands upright, like a sculpture, motionless. He smiled and looked at Milian: "stand up and enjoy the joy of victory, young knight king. This is your victory! In addition, Zhao took back what he said just now."

Mileen was stunned and looked at Zhao Zilong whose lower body had disappeared, waiting for Zhao Zilong's farewell.

"You are called saber, young... Swordsman."

Knight is a kind of character, but it is also a kind of bondage.

But at that moment, mileen sacrificed her life and death, took off the burden of the knight, and surpassed herself when she fought with Zhao Zilong only as "Saber".

Finish.

Zhao Zilong disappeared.

He left no trace.

It seems that it has never appeared.

Zhao Zilong is a super general with perfect hexagon and no dead corner.

In the circle of Apostles, Miriam was also a polygonal warrior. The only thing she lost to Zhao Zilong was that the area of the polygon was a little smaller.

Zhao Zilong's right arm trembled slightly when he blocked the first sword. Millian noticed this when he failed for the first time.

This was the only moment when the perfect hexagonal general showed his flaws.

Millian seized the opportunity, overdrawn her vitality and waved her second sword.

So Miriam won.

Zhao Zilong obviously knew where he had lost, so he would say that this was the victory won by Milian "openly".

Only when Milian no longer shoulders the weight of chivalry character and competes with Zhao Zilong, the two can be regarded as standing on the same starting line.

So far.

Million is no longer a knight with the title of Knight king, but a "Saber" who simply fights on the battlefield.

A moment after Zhao Zilong disappeared.

Millian's legs softened and she nearly fell down.

But she bit her teeth and held on.

She looked at the sky, where bursts of golden light were drowned by black shadows.

The corpses of strange animals turned into a rain of blood and broken meat, floating and falling.

In front of us was a tragic doomsday scene.

"It's not over yet."

Millian walked with heavy steps to other battlefields.

Right now.

Far away.

A thin figure came to millian.

There were no living creatures around that figure.

He's the only one.

In this situation, the figure is like a lonely soul in the night, which looks a little strange.

Millian picked up her sword and was ready to attack.

But when the figure approached, millian looked at each other in surprise: "Yanfeng justice?"

Yan Feng is just how miserable it is at the moment.

Covered in blood.

On his neck, a circle of fine suture wound around his neck.

His eyes were empty, and he was gouged out by someone who didn't know.

"I'm sorry to meet you on such an untimely occasion, in an awkward situation and in this down-to-earth attitude." Yan Feng, who lost his eyes, knelt down on one knee in front of Milian. When he raised his head, a smile that made Milian feel very strange appeared on his face: "meet me for the first time, my king."

……

Roland ran naked.

The great Paladin was naked and wearing only a ragged underpants.

But what makes people very angry is that Roland is even stronger with this shameful attitude.

Roland held the holy sword "indestructible Saint durandel", closed his eyes and easily shuttled through the attack.

In this situation, Roland's posture has the charm of "passing through thousands of flowers and leaves without touching the body", which is elegant, calm and abnormal.

"Do you want to make a big move?"

Yilin gritted his teeth.

Although his magic is many, it is not endless.

Irene can't spend most of her magic on Roland.

Just then.

Great changes have taken place in the air battlefield.

Bursts of explosions came.

The only and last golden light in the sky was submerged by darkness.

Four huge shadows still envelop the night sky.

The Uruk side fell into deep despair.

As Gilgamesh predicted, in the face of this overwhelming alien aggression, no one can see hope, including Yilin.

However, it's not time to give up.

Deng frowned and was about to say something.

Bai Xiaoyi appeared from the thick fog, and his voice sounded from Yilin's ear: "master, you go to support other battlefields first."

"You?"

Yilin looked at Bai Xiaoyi and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Bai Xiaoyi grinned: "my mother and I have a move that fits together. It's too powerful to scare you. A small-scale move can't hurt the pervert, so I'll give it to my mother and I. you go first. When our mother and daughter are united and solve the pervert, we'll come and meet you."

Nie Hongxiu is in the distance, constantly condensing her silver hair into a gun and stabbing Roland to death. However, when Yilin looks at Nie Hongxiu, Nie Hongxiu's eyes are cold, looks back and nods. It seems that she has the same idea.

Yilin was always watching the sky and other battlefields. After pondering for a moment, he nodded:

"Well, then he'll give it to you."

After that, Yilin drew a circle and disappeared in front of Roland with Deng and Ruth.

Roland finally opened his eyes. He looked at Bai Xiaoyi and Nie Hongxiu who stayed here and muttered to himself, "to tell you the truth, I really envy him."

"Cut the crap!"

Bai Xiaoyi and Nie Hongxiu, one front and one back, blocked Roland's retreat.

At the same time, Nie Hongxiu and Bai Xiaoyi's eyes became as red as blood. Sen Bai's fangs stretched out from the corners of his mouth. There was a ferocious ghost horn on their left and right foreheads, which pierced their scalp and grew out.

They... Turned into ghosts!

The experience of Guiwu mountain is the most painful memory in their hearts.

They don't even want to recall what happened when they became "ghosts".

They also don't want to let Yilin see their ugly appearance when they become "ghosts".

But here and now, Bai Xiaoyi and Nie Hongxiu would rather touch that painful memory again for the sake of Yilin, victory and killing Roland.

Turn into a ghost!

In Roland's surprised eyes, the mother and daughter who became ghosts swept into the air at the same time, holding their hands tightly together.

In the blink of an eye, the scenery in front of Roland changed.

Dense fog.

A gloomy mountain.

Dense forests.

A huge blood moon appeared strangely in the sky. It was as close as hanging over the heads of several people. The concave hills on the moon were clearly visible.

Blood moon in the sky!

This is Bai Xiaoyi and Nie Hongxiu, their common tragic memories and common heart like scenery!

"This is... The inherent boundary!"

After being surprised, Roland looked at the strange scene and said with emotion.