Chapter 522： Swordsman in blood and iron!

King's Heights, Flower Fields.

Seeing Diamanti's arrogant appearance, Cyrus still had a serious expression: "I have no interest in such a title!"

He shouted and drew his sword, the edge of which was pressing towards his opponent.

"Do you think such an attack would work on me? Ouch!"

Diamanti smiled wickedly, and the whole person turned into a piece of paper. When Cyrus's sword stabbed, the wind automatically blew it away.

Diamanti, who avoided his attack, returned to his normal state again, and then said: "Wuhahaha! No wonder, you have worked so hard in Dressrosa for a day, and now you have to be on this shaking ground again. You are fighting against me while protecting your daughter, not to mention that you are still a one-legged person, even a normal person would have already fallen!"

Cyrus looked at him with his sword and said, "I don't need you to worry about my situation! The reason why I lost this leg is to repay my benefactor, it is my pride!"

Diamanti smiled even more treacherous: "Oh? Since that's the case, then the uncle is going to stare at your weakness!"

"Ok?"

When everyone was hesitating, Diamanti took out a few cloth strips from his arms, and these cloth strips fell on the ground and turned into a salute.

These things themselves are salutes, and Diamanti used the fruit power to become like this for the convenience of carrying.

"Looks like you're exhausted. That seems a little boring to me. How about we play a game? Guess what this is?"

As Diamanti said, the muzzle of the salute flashed on the ground, and the small shells of the salute rose into the air.

The salute exploded in mid-air, and immediately turned into pieces of confetti as black as crows.

Looking up at the sky, Diamanti seemed even more excited: "Come and see! What are these confetti? The game has already started!"

Diamanti said, snapped his fingers at the sky, and the confetti suddenly turned into iron **** full of thorns!

"Woo ha ha! Take a good look at it, how beautiful it is, such a scene is not seen every day, it is like a sky full of black stars."

The iron ball fell like this, like a **** of thorns falling from the sky.

Seeing this, Rebecca couldn't help but exclaimed, "Sister Robin, we have quite a few here too!"

Robin was relatively calm: "It looks like we have nowhere to hide."

Cyrus held a sword in one hand and shouted to this side: "Miss Robin, Rebecca will ask you!"

Robin also shouted at this side: "Mr. Soldier, you must be careful too!"

"You don't have to worry about me." Cyrus murmured softly.

"Wuhaha, are you already panicking? Even an army can't stop the damage of these iron balls. If you want to survive, it's a bit of a fool's dream!"

Diamanti said, holding up an umbrella.

This umbrella is not an ordinary umbrella, but an iron one, and he also used his ability.

It turns out that Diamanti was already prepared.

"Haha, what a pity this sunflower field, those budding flowers!"

"Death Stardust!"

Diamanti laughed excitedly, and iron **** rained down from the sky.

It seems that this flower field has become his territory, and he is the lord within the battle circle.

"A thousand purples and a thousand reds · Protection!"

Seeing this, Robin crossed her arms across her chest, and countless hands quickly grew out, forming a huge umbrella above her and Rebecca's heads.

The iron **** fell one after another without hurting Robin and Rebecca.

On the other side, the sound of gold and iron kept ringing.

Cyrus held the sword with one hand to resist the falling iron balls, and said righteously: "The strength of the army that was knocked down by such an attack can be imagined!"

Diamanti seemed a little unable to believe what was happening in front of him: "Nani? What a mess, he actually knocked all the iron **** into the air. Couldn't even a single iron ball hurt him? ?"

But there are no impervious walls in the world.

Two iron **** fell on Cyrus' forehead and shoulders.

It seems his defense is not too dense yet.

The thorn of the iron ball was very sharp, and it pierced Cyrus' right shoulder with a sharp pain.

"Woo ha ha! Give me a good look! Cyrus!"

Watching her opponent deflate, Diamanti shouted even more excitedly.

The iron ball fell mercilessly.

"Uh!"

Cyrus let out a scream, and blood shone in all directions.

Diamandi looked bloodthirsty and excited: "Wuhaha! Cyrus, you really careless! It's really not the right time to drop the chain at this time. How does this iron ball taste?"

"Diamandi, you bastard! I will never spare you!!"

Over there, Rebecca saw that her father was attacked by the iron ball, so she went up to fight him.

"Don't be impulsive to Rebecca, the rain of iron **** hasn't stopped yet!"

In order not to hurt Rebecca, Robin hugged her tightly and prevented her from passing.

"Dad! Diamanti, you are so despicable, I will not let you go even if I die!"

Seeing that Cyrus was stabbed and devastated, Rebecca shouted hysterically to express her grief.

But when she heard her say this, Diamandi laughed even more treacherously: "Wuhahahaha! It's very good, I'm moved to tears! If you really have the guts, then let's fight! Come on! Well, my sword edge can't wait!"

"Hurry up and let me go! Sister Robin, I'm going to a duel with that guy!"

Although Rebecca shouted like that, she still hugged her tightly to prevent her from getting hurt.

Then a startling scene happened.

Gyuru stood up with his sword on the ground.

The iron ball is still falling.

His body was covered in blood, and even though the iron ball fell on him, he didn't cry anymore.

Rebecca shouted: "Father! Hurry and hide here!"

At this time, Cyrus spoke slowly, his voice like a bell: "Rebecca, this is my battle, you don't need to shout, put down your sword and watch it carefully! I will use this I swear to protect you with my sword!"

"Father..."

At that moment, Rebecca felt that her father's soul was higher than the mountain and deeper than the sea.

For his daughter, Cyrus would rather give his everything.

Flesh, pain and even death cannot shake his determination to protect.

In the sky, the iron ball is still falling.

Cyrus was still enduring this painful attack, and he had no intention of retreating.

The blood continued to flow out of his body, and his clothes were stained with blood red.

There was also bright red blood flowing on the sword's edge.

At this time, Cyrus was like a warrior bathed in blood and iron.

He took his sword again and charged Diamanti...