The immortal death knight failed to achieve the ending of the heroic spirit

Chapter 169 A quick decision (55)

Clutching his throat, Red Rider began to cough violently.He got up from the ground, only to feel his head start to ache again.

"Are you kidding me? That guy overturned my chariot with just his physical body."

Even after knowing the real name of the black Saber, the red Rider still felt that it was outrageous. One must know that even in his era, the only person who could make such an exaggerated move was the legendary Hercules.

Fortunately in misfortune, Black Saber has no divinity, but even so, he dare not allow Black Saber to bully him like last time.

Achilles stood up straight. He neither chose to fight back nor escape, but just stood there until he heard the faint sound of "Sasha" coming from a distance.He followed the reputation, and he saw the red knight who was following his trail all the way.

'The agility index is just the opposite of the muscle strength, and it is not enough to support him to move at high speed'

Estimating the time, Achilles quickly made a judgment.He has encountered this kind of enemy before, as long as he uses the advantage of mobility to consume the opponent's physical strength step by step, he can easily win.

'The ability to not be injured by physical arts and the ability to discharge cannot be used at the same time. '

Stepping forward with his left foot, with the strength of his waist, Achilles turned around and stabbed out. The magic javelin pierced the air and made a loud bang, and finally collided with the red sword.

Everything was exactly as Achilles expected, his right foot did not follow the trend, knowing that he had no chance of winning in the wrestling, he stepped back before the weapons collided, and the javelin in his hand turned into a spirit in the next instant.

Restraining his forward posture, Achilles turned his right foot inward. He turned slightly to let go of the epee that Menechel slashed. At the moment of turning sideways, Achilles caught a glimpse of the flashing light on the sword. Uncertain arc.

The strong wind brushed past his face, bringing up an afterimage. Achilles seized the opportunity to push forward with his left foot to support the opponent's wide open and closed sword moves, and then kicked Menechel in the abdomen.

The hard blow made Achilles think that he was kicking the gate of Troy, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake the opponent's body.

Subconsciously, his hands moved towards Menechel's body, trying to use Pancrasin to lock the opponent's next move, but he quickly suppressed his body's fighting instinct.The painful lesson from the last time made Achilles know that the enemy in front of him cannot be treated as a normal human being.

Achilles immediately pulled back and retreated, but the few seconds of hesitation prevented him from retreating completely.Obviously the distance has been shortened to the extent that the sword can't squeeze in no matter what, but the clear pain from the back reminds him.

Reluctantly lowered his body to avoid Menechel's elbow, and at the same time hooked the opponent's ankle with a side kick.

The inability to use joint skills does not mean that Pancrasin cannot use them.

The mental arithmetic and unintentional blow worked successfully, and Menechel's body tilted slightly to the side. Seizing the opportunity, Achilles immediately stood up, grabbed Menechel's shoulders, and pressed his whole body down, bending his knees upwards. Lifting, a set of flying knees hit Menechel's face straight.

Not daring to call out the javelin to make up the knife, Achilles exerted force with both hands, thinking of throwing the opponent out before Menechel recovered.

Pulling hard, Achilles was surprised to find that he couldn't drag it, and he was startled—since the black Saber's body hadn't had that annoying electric arc!

Achilles quickly pulled back and retreated a step later, his wrist was grabbed, and Menechel raised his head without any surprise in his eyes.

"Same as a fish."

The black Saber appraised Achilles' behavior just now without any haste, he didn't give Achilles any chance to react and slam down with one hand.

Achilles was smashed into the soil like a broken sack.

The back collided with the ground suddenly, and the momentary suffocation made Achilles cough out.A familiar scene appeared in front of his eyes, and he quickly regained his senses. Achilles sideways avoided the huge sword that fell head-on.

Rolling away in embarrassment, Achilles stood up again until he was evacuated to a safe distance. He looked at Menechel who was slowly getting up straight with an ugly expression - there was already an extra scar at the place where he was just lying down. The slender crack, if Achilles was hit head-on by that sword, it would be difficult for Achilles to stand up in a short time.

Menechel's full armor to deal with the red Lancer was now only the breastplate. He looked at Achilles who got up in a panic and showed a mocking smile.

"I remember I said, if you want to defeat me, use your gun." As he spoke, he sighed heavily on purpose, with a playful smile in his eyes.He flicked the dust on the dragon sword, and the traces of magical power formed an arc that filled the entire blade: "Really, how dare a person like you fight me—!"

While speaking, Menechel was approaching Achilles step by step. At the end of the speech, the magic power gathered under his feet burst suddenly, pushing his body to accelerate again, and the target was directed at Achilles.

Achilles had been prepared for a long time, and he jumped up with his feet before the opponent came.Menechel jumped into the air and looked up, only to see the figure of Achilles quickly disappearing into the woods under the cover of white flowers.

The papers all over the sky fell suddenly, without any warning, and once they appeared, they blocked Menechel to all of Menechel's escape routes.

Menechel frowned slightly, and he smelled a faint magical breath among the papers.

——Red Caster?

Possessing A-level anti-magic power, he is not afraid of the servants of Caster's job, but out of caution, he still carefully raised the sword in front of him. The arc made of magic power on his body was extinguished in an instant. Xie Er used his strongest defensive posture to resist the papers scattered around him.

"When the show begins, there should be applause like thunder!"

The flamboyant male voice sounded in his ears, as funny as a jester singing the lyrics, Minechel looked around trying to find the source of the sound, but his vision was full of pieces of yellowed manuscript paper falling bustlingly. The dense text and various symbols light up at the same time.

The papers fell on the ground, on Minechel's body, and even docked on the treetops. These papers melted and disappeared as quickly as they encountered high-temperature snow, but there was no slightest abnormality in the surrounding area.

Menechel was a little hesitant, he tilted his head, his eyes showed confusion.

--That's it?
Sasha's voice came from next to her ear, and Menechel looked back vigilantly, but saw an unexpected figure.

A man wearing bright silver armor and holding a luxurious knight sword turned out of the woods on horseback, and stared at Menechel with scarlet eyes peeking out from between his helmets.

Inexplicably, he felt that the knight in front of him looked familiar, but he still couldn't remember it.

But the matter did not end. The knight who appeared in No.1 let out a low growl that did not resemble a human being, and then more and more figures gathered from all directions, including a headless knight, a man with a broken hand, and a civilian with a scorched body. , and the cohesive pieces of meat that are so torn apart that they can hardly be seen in human form.

Different shapes and different clothes, they sprang out from behind the trees and among the forests, their targets were surprisingly the same, tremblingly gathering towards Menechel who was trapped in the center like a murdered soul.

　Achilles belongs to the relationship of being restrained by Minai, so it is so difficult to fight

　　
　
(End of this chapter)