I Really Don’t Want To Be A Calamity

Five thousand years ago,

Mankind lost the "sky" for the first time.

In front of Uruk City.

Six hundred and twenty-three fresh corpses were piled up.

Each one of them, whether it was a second before alive or after death, held the weapon tightly, with the last breath, with the last bit of strength, desperately to die in front of any one of them. People monster, perish together.

So they ended up smiling.

Warrior's home is on the battlefield.

The song lit by blood and fire is the best farewell song for warrior.

The corpse of a foreign race is the best coffin of the warrior.

Gilgamesh looked at the Uruk soldiers who had loved this world, died on the battlefield, his expression was very calm.

Yes,

This is a war that is doomed to failure.

He has seen the end of this war.

But what about this?

Countless aliens who flutter their wings or fly in the sky in other ways, face looks sinister, and their eyes are red and bloodthirsty.

"crash-bang ――"

The sound of countless flapping wings replaced the sound of wind, replaced the sound of singing in Uruk, haunting Gilgamesh all around .

The ground,

Several heroes are fighting and struggling.

"A boring battle."

Gilgamesh was condescending and made a fair assessment of the war of the heroic spirits.

He lifts the head again, with golden flames burning in his pupils.

"People of Uruk, people of "Xi", this king feels deep pride for you, and this king feels that he can become the fifth king of Uruk To be extremely proud! "

Seal of Divine Power!

Gilgamesh is lit with golden fireworks, like a War God, facing a million beasts in the sky alone!

Come on!

Come on!

Come on!

bang!

Three hundred and sixty divine power seals were launched at the same time !

Each seal of theocracy is cast by Gilgamesh himself!

There is a mark left by Gilgamesh on it!

There are no soldiers alive in the city of Ruk. Even if the whole city of Uruk, only Gilgamesh is alive, but this city is alive. This city will be with Gilgamesh to witness the dawn. The dawn!

"Tear the darkness! "

Three hundred and sixty barrels of thick shelling penetrated the Dark Sky Curtain composed of millions of alien beasts.

The bright moonlight condensed through the penetrated big hole. In bunches, they are scattered on the land of Heavenly Palace.

This scene is as desolate as snow and picturesque, but it is so tragic. At this moment, only Gilgamesh is alone, tasting it alone.

Behind the million monsters, there are four very huge shadows.

One of them is made up of piles of deformed meat, piled together, and exudes a green and strange atmosphere. The strange beast.

The second one is a huge red eyeball floating behind the army of strange beasts.

The third one is composed entirely of skeletons. When the giant dragon, Bone Dragon spread its wings, the wind screamed and the shadows pressed down the world. The two eye sockets with green phosphorescence were empty, staring at everything indifferently.

The fourth one is dozens of pieces.

Meter-high metal armor, underneath the armor, a piece of steel ruins is stepped on. The steel ruins are composed of countless broken weapons. It seems that there is a certain magnetic force that attracts those fragmentary weapons together to form a spaceship-like style.

Millions of alien races of different styles, driven by the four chieftains, rushed to Gilgamesh frantically!

At that moment,

This piece of sky, It’s like a sudden downpour of black rain!

Looking from a distance, a dark shadow was pressed down that day!

In front of a million beasts, Gilgamesh’s Body shape, not worth mentioning!

He is like a calm boat in the tsunami at this moment!

Like a drop of dew in the vast mountain fire!

Faced with all this,

Gilgamesh sneered.

Enki appeared behind Gilgamesh.

Enki They all said softly: "Jill, the man said that he will bring victory. "

"Huh. Then the king just wait and see, eh. "

In the next second,

The herd will be in the sky, and the tiny Gilgamesh will be completely submerged.

……

……

The movement in the sky.

It did not affect the heroes.

For them, it seems that what the world has become is related to They have nothing to do.

Everything about them revolves around the "Holy Grail".

The battle between Milien and Zhao Zilong.

"You can't beat me . "

Zhao Zilong moved the tip of the spear and easily pierced Million's armor, leaving blood holes in her body.

History repeats itself.

Even if you are full of meat and get a temporary Buff promotion, Mi Lien still can't defeat Zhao Zilong.

In front of Mi Lien, Zhao Zilong is like a sea with no bottom.

Whenever Milien feels a little closer to Zhao Zilong, the opponent’s almost perfect spear technique leaves Milien at a loss.

"Sure enough,"

Mi Lien didn’t know when, she learned Yi Lin’s mantra, which was not a big mantra. She stood up swayingly in a pool of blood, holding a sword in both hands, facing death, without any fear on her face: " The only sword that can bring me victory. "

"Is that the trick again?" "The expression on Zhao Zilong's face is relaxed and comfortable, although he is already serious, but Millian's rough sword technique makes it really difficult for Zhao Zilong to get serious.

, The formidable power is indeed powerful, but Zhao Zilong already knows how to deal with it.

No one can use the same trick to defeat Zhao Zilong!

No one!

"Your sword technique, like an unpolished jade, is unpolished and opens and closes. It is a pity that you have lost a bit of agility in the extreme rigidity. "Zhao Zilong calmly commented: "In the sword technique expert that Zhao knows, let alone the Xiliang Jinma Chao, your sword technique, even the former lord of this Zhao, is slightly inferior. "

Zhao Zilong shook his head: "Apart from brute force, you are not worthy of the name "Saber". "

Speaking, Zhao Zilong's eyes are a little bit more regretful: "The Holy Grail is really a wonderful artifact. If you can fight against the opponents in the past, you can kill and show off on the battlefield again, then it should be a great blessing in life. At the same time, this is also the regret and wish of this Zhao. "

True heroic spirits are usually summoned by heroic spirits with some kind of regret.

It seems that heroic spirits who have no regrets do not deserve to be a true heroic spirit.

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Zhao Zilong means "you are not worthy".

But he is polite and has a high emotional intelligence, so he speaks more tactfully.

Mi Lien took a Deep breath, start to gather magic power.

The magic power of all around quickly gathers towards Mi Lien.

Mi Lien’s eyes are full of distractions.

Zhao Zilong His gaze condensed, and the tip of his gun pointed to the ground, and finally got serious: "Desperately determined? interesting. "

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

rays of light are brighter than ever, making Million like the night The brightest star.

Millian held up the long sword.

Zhao Zilong had the first experience.

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

He already knew the profound mystery of that sword.

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

The "tail" at the back is just a bluffing effect and can be ignored.

Just focus the tip of the gun on a little shock , Can make that sword deviate from its original trajectory.

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

Millen has finished charging up, holding high the long sword Slash hard!

"Excalibur--"

"Sword of Oath of Victory"!

golden rays of light, travel through the battlefield, tear the space, and go straight to Zhao Zilong!

Zhao Zilong stepped on a strange step under his feet, and the Yajiao spear aimed at the most concentrated point of the rays of light, shaking vigorously!

"Ding!"

The curry stick was shaken!

Win!

Zhao Zilong used the same moves to defeat the opponent without any surprises.

His right hand continued from his wrist to his shoulders, numb and unconscious.

But it does not matter.

It will be restored soon.

Treasure Item of this level can never be put a second time in a short time.

Zhao Zilong just blocked the curry stick.

At that moment, his attention was all focused on that point, and there was a moment of negligence on the situation of all around.

Normally, this negligence does not have much impact.

But,

When Zhao Zilong's field of vision recovered from the bright and shining, in this short period of less than half a second, before his eyes, near a few meters, The silhouette of Mi Lien appeared.

She took advantage of the moment when Zhao Zilong concentrated on blocking the "Sword of Oath of Victory" after swinging that sword, hiding behind the rays of light of the curry stick, and deceiving herself to Zhao Zilong .

On Mi Lien's sword, the golden light that Zhao Zilong is familiar with is condensed again.

This time, Mi Lien did not pose a pose, did not call the name of the move, so she silently released a 2nd move!

2nd move-"The Sword of Oath of Victory"!

The golden rays of light penetrated Zhao Zilong's chest.

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

"Ah."

Zhao Zilong let out a long sigh, and the spear flicked at the end of the corner and stuck it at his feet.

"I lost, whether it was the battle of generals or the battle of Martial Artist."

Zhao Zilong looked at Mi Lien, who was pale and gasping for breath, and asked curiously: "Who taught you this move?"

Millen supported her body with a sword, trying to keep herself from falling.

In fact.

Continuous release of Treasure Item is not impossible.

If we say first sword, it uses the magic power stored in the body and the free magic power particles in the gods.

Then Mi Lien’s second sword, overdrawn is his life force.

This is the real sword of death.

Either you die, or I die.

There is no Third Type possible.

"He taught."

Mi Lien recalled Yi Lin's words and said obediently and honestly.

……

"You, what are you recruiting? Curry sticks, the formidable power is quite big, but you have to put one before you zoom in on it. Can POSE, shout the names of moves, can you not be so secondary when you are old? You can't surreptitiously magnify and beat the opponent. Is it completely unprepared? Are you looking at you with a dumb look? You really are facing Zhao Zilong, More about martial arts, if I, before you shout out the three words'Curry Stick', I would kill you instantly."

"You...shameless. Knight when dignified is directly opposite How can you be surprised if you fight to the death?"

"But you are now the hero "Saber". "

Yi Lin patted Mi Lien's shoulder deeply.

Mi Lien had a pink face at the time, and it was suddenly black.

... …

Zhao Zilong's body gradually turned into a little starlight, and was dissipating.

Millen was silent for a moment with her sword: "Sorry. "

Zhao Zilong's back stands upright, like a sculpture, motionless. He smiled and stared at Mi Lien: "Put up your chest and enjoy the joy of victory, young King Knight. This is what you dignified are winning! In addition, this Zhao took back what he said just now. "

Millen's expression was slightly startled, looking at Zhao Zilong whose lower body had disappeared, waiting for Zhao Zilong's farewell speech.

"You can be called "Saber", Young... Swordsman. "

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

But at that moment, Milion gave up his life and forgot to die, and took off the burden of Knight. In the decisive battle with Zhao Zilong as "Saber", she surpassed herself.

End.

Zhao Zilong disappeared.

He left no traces.

It seems that it has never appeared before.

Zhao Zilong is a super military commander with perfect hexagons.

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

When Zhao Zilong blocked the first sword, his right arm trembled slightly. When he failed for the first time, Mi Lien noticed this.

This is the only moment when the hexagonal perfect generals show a weak spot.

Millen seized this opportunity, overdrafted her life force, and wielded her second sword.

So, Million won.

Zhao Zilong obviously also knows where he lost, so he would say that this is a victory won by Mi Lien "dignified Zhengzheng".

Only when Mi Lien no longer shoulders the weight of Knight's character and confronts Zhao Zilong, the two people are considered to be on the same starting line.

So far.

Millen is no longer the Knight who bears the title of King Knight, but a "Saber" who simply fights on the battlefield.

A moment after Zhao Zilong disappeared.

Millen's legs softened and she almost fell.

But she gritted her teeth and stood up.

She looked at the sky, in the sky bursts of golden rays of light, and was overwhelmed by the shadow of black.

Several corpses of strange beasts, turning into a rain of blood and broken meat, drifted down.

In front of me is a tragic doomsday scene.

"It's not over yet."

Milian took a heavy step and walked to other battlefields step by step.

Just now.

In the distance.

A thin silhouette walked towards Mi Lien.

That silhouette, there is no living thing around.

He is the only one.

In this situation, the silhouette is like a lonely soul in the night, it seems that it has several points of weird.

Millen lifted the sword and prepared to attack.

But when the silhouette approached, Mi Lien looked at each other in surprise: "Yanfeng justice?"

How miserable Yanfeng justice is at this moment.

Blood all over.

On his neck, there is a circle of fine stitches around his neck.

His eye sockets were empty and wistful, and he was poached away by not knowing who.

"I'm sorry to meet you in such an untimely occasion, in an embarrassing situation, and with this desolate posture." Yan Feng, who has lost his eyes, is just, with one knee in front of Mi Lien When he knelt down and lifted the head, there was a smile on his face that made Mi Lien feel so strange: "My first meeting, my king."

……

Roland streaked.

Dignified Paladin, actually shirtless, wearing only a tattered pants.

What makes people very angry is that Roland is actually stronger with this shameful gesture.

Roland is holding the holy sword "The Undestructable Extreme Sage Durandal", closing his eyes, and easily shuttles in the midst of an attack.

In this situation, Roland's posture has the charm of "Through a field of ten thousands flowers, A leaf didn't touched body", elegant, calm and abnormal.

"Are you going to make a big move?"

Yi Lin gritted his teeth.

Although he has a lot of magic power, but also not endless.

Yi Lin cannot spend most of his magic power on Roland.

Just then.

Great changes have taken place in the air battlefield.

There was a burst of explosions.

The only and last golden rays of light in the sky is submerged by darkness.

Four huge shadows still cover the night sky.

The Uruk side fell into deep despair.

Just as Gilgamesh predicted, in the face of this overwhelming alien aggression, no one can see hope, including Yi Lin.

However, it is not time to give up yet.

A Deng frowned, when he was about to say something.

Bai Xiaoyi emerged from the thick fog, and his voice rang from Yi Lin's ear: "Master, you should go to support other battlefields first."

"You?"

Yi Lin looked at Bai Xiaoyi with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Bai Xiaoyi hehe smiled straightly: "My mother and I have a Treasure Item that fits together. The formidable power is too big for fear of scaring you. There is no way to hurt that pervert with small-scale moves, so let me give it to My mother and I, you go first, and when our mother and daughter are of one mind and resolve this perversion, we will come to join the master and you."

Nie Hongxiu was in the distance, constantly condensing her silver hair into a spear. Roland stabbed to death, but when Yi Lin looked towards Nie Hongxiu, Nie Hongxiu's eyes were cold, and she returned a glance, nodded, as if she had the same idea.

Yi Lin is always watching the sky and other battlefields. After pondering for a while, nodded:

"Okay, then he will leave it to you."

After that, Yi Lin drew a circle, took A Deng, Ruth, and the three of them disappeared in front of Roland.

Roland finally opened his eyes. He looked at Bai Xiaoyi and Nie Hongxiu who were staying here, and muttered to himself: "To be honest, I really envy him."

"nonsense!"

Bai Xiaoyi and Nie Hongxiu, one after the other, blocked Roland's retreat.

At the same time, Nie Hongxiu and Bai Xiaoyi, their eyes turned red like blood, white fangs stick out from the corners of their mouths, and their left and right foreheads each have a hideous ghost horn. It pierced the scalp and grew out.

They...have turned into ghosts!

The experience of Guiwu Mountain is the most painful memory of the two deep in one's heart.

They don't even want to think back to the moments when they became "ghosts".

They also don't want Yi Lin to see their ugliness when they become "ghosts".

But now and here, Bai Xiaoyi and Nie Hongxiu, for Yi Lin, for victory, for the perverted Roland to be beaten to death, they would rather touch the painful memory again.

Turn into a ghost!

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

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

The dense and persistent fog.

The gloomy mountain.

Dense forest.

A huge round of blood moon appeared in the sky strangely, as close as hanging above the heads of a few people, and the concave hills on the moon were clearly visible.

The blood moon is flying away!

This is the two people, Bai Xiaoyi and Nie Hongxiu, sharing the tragic memories and the same mental scenery!

"This is...inherent Formation!"

After being surprised, Roland stared at the strange scenery before him and said with emotion.