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"Yeah, well done."

The deep voice was like lightning, causing Hong's whole body to tremble. He rolled his bloodshot eyes and saw the high and mighty black duke riding on the horse puppet.

! ”

Red's advance accelerated. He peeled off the layers of golems covering his eyes and saw that thing for sure.

"It's you—"

"That's right, Red. If you seek the one in power, then I am the one who stands at the top."

The man was dressed in aristocratic clothing that was so black that it seemed to melt into the night. In contrast to the black, his face was eerily pale, and his silky white hair hung down in a mess.

They declared their opposition in front of the frenzied gladiators, and in response, Red let out an unprecedented howl.

"Ooooh, oooh… ohhhhhhhhhhhhh! Suppressor!"

'Hong let the passionate emotions burn his body and mind. With a creepy clicking sound, the shackles made up of countless puppets were broken, and the burly beast broke out of the cage. With a violent smile, it reached out to grab the Grand Duke of Wallachia in front of it.

Just one more step and your hand will be able to reach the head of the tyrant. Always, no matter when, after such suffering, there is always cloudless glory and joy.

The Berserker's theory is perfect and complete. No one can find any flaws. However, he forgot the important thing. What awaits him at the end of the suffering is not victory, but miserable death and a cruel ending.

It was the voice of 'Black' that spoke in a calm yet cruel tone.

"The King of Punishment!

The ground heaved, and the sharp rafters pierced through the golem's body, easily cutting through the skin that even a lance could not penetrate. It became the cruelest punishment, piercing the advancing Red and imprisoning him within three inches of the ground.

Wood chips flew everywhere, blood was dripping, the body below the knees was transformed into spirits, countless golems covered the whole body, and everything except the heart and brain was pierced - even so, it was still moving. In order to defeat the imminent tyrant. This was no longer something that could be dismissed with words like hatred and delusion.

That's right, "Hei was willing to sacrifice half of the golems to confirm his belief. Is he a foolish savage who is satisfied with just rebelling against power, or is he still engraved with the bottom line that he will never give up, even if he goes crazy?

Phew, exclaim with satisfaction.

"Throughout my life, I have fought against rebels like you, slaying them all, piercing them on the battlefield, and leaving them there until their bodies rotted away."

"But——After confronting you like this, I finally understand. Your rebellion is a manifestation of your proud soul. No matter what the time, you will never sit idly by and watch the strong trample on the weak. You fight to make the strong become weak."

It wasn't for the hypocritical reasons of the weak. The Berserker couldn't reach that level yet. He just wanted to -

"Dreamer? No, I am talking about a lunatic. Do you dream of a world of equality? For the first time, I want to pay tribute to the existence of rebels."

After the winner's grace, Vlad III immediately began to deal with the loser. He snapped his fingers and Black beside him walked forward.

"Let me convert your rebellion. 'Hongyo, from now on we are your masters."

The Berserker's smile disappeared, and Red faced Black with a sad and angry expression. The word he declared was "slavery". For him, this was a humiliation and despair that surpassed death.

"Oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh!"

The beast in the cage still wanted to struggle, but Black just coldly instilled orders to the suppressed golems. They immediately turned into fluid and tightly entangled with the rafters. Even the rebellious hero Spartacus could not escape from this stone prison.

Having completed his mission, Hei put away his lance and said hello to Hei impatiently, as if he was about to do something:

"Then there is nothing for me to do next, so I'll leave first!"

So, he hurriedly transformed into a spirit and returned to the fortress. Of course, he wanted to take advantage of this situation. In such a short period of time, it would not be possible to take care of a mere android. This was a good opportunity.

——It’s a good opportunity to rescue that android from the sea of ​​suffering.

But what Astolfo didn't know was that not long after he left, Vlad III looked slightly stunned and received a message from his master Danic.

"Lord, your help is needed on another battlefield."

Even through the communication line, Heizhi could sense the anger and a hint of fear in Danic's tone.

"That guy went berserk and put our men on the brink of death... If this continues, I'm afraid both of us will lose a berserker."

There is no need to say who that guy is.

"But, my subordinates were severely injured in such a short time." Vlad III was stunned. He looked in the direction where Hong came from and soon sensed the fierce intersection of fighting spirit and spiritual energy.

"Guard the rear... So what he said wasn't a joke?"

Compared to novels and TV series, the black and white comics are indeed more impactful.

Chapter 418: The Clash of Immortal Bodies

Chapter 419: The Clash of Immortal Bodies

——There is no opponent, like a gust of wind.

This is how Hong's enemies described him when he was alive, with fear and awe.

No matter what kind of difficulties Hong faces, she can overcome them; no matter what kind of challenges Hong faces, she can deal with them with a smile.

But this time, he fell into an unprecedented difficult situation.

The two men with silver hair and hammers could not bring pressure to Achilles. However, the black-robed woman who appeared as a professional repeatedly pushed him into desperate situations.

"Aaaaaah" the pure white girl screamed and launched a charge. The powerful swordsman was silent but struck with enormous force. Facing the tacit attack of the two, Hong sneered coldly, turned her body and jumped up, and used only a thin spear to completely defend against both sides.

"Too tender!"

After parrying the attack, Achilles kicked him almost at the same time. That fighting style was not based on etiquette like a knight, but a fighting technique that was thoroughly honed on the battlefield.

Hei dodged nimbly, but was kicked in the abdomen and flew backwards involuntarily, falling into someone's soft arms.

"Fuwu..." The android girl raised her head with a confused cry of pain. Because of the black robe covering her face, only half of her delicate face could be seen, with the golden hair stubbornly sticking out from the hood.

"Are you okay?" Hei helped her up with concern and gently placed her on the open space beside him. "This kind of battle is still too difficult for you. Let me take your place. Remember to protect yourself."

Feeling the pure concern in Hei's words, Hei stopped being restless and responded softly like a small animal that had been appeased. After receiving the reply, Hei, that is, Altria, held the Holy Spear again and stood up.

"Then, I'm on."

Dai Mao said this and rubbed his chest uncomfortably.

Although there was an extra layer of cushioning for some reason, I still felt a little chest tightness when I was hit on the head by Fran.

Elsewhere, after Achilles kicked Hei away, he did not stop his actions and immediately fought with Siegfried.

After several rounds of quick fighting, facing the flaw revealed by the silver-haired swordsman, Achilles stabbed with his spear without hesitation, and the swordsman changed his sword holding posture the moment he attacked, and made a smooth and quick slash.

This is a trap - the battle-hardened Achilles knew this long ago. There was only one reason why he rushed in without thinking.

"Ping!" This is the sound of the magic sword Balmung hitting Red's neck.

"Bang!" This was the sound of Achilles' lance piercing the black chest.

There was no doubt that these were not the noises that could be made by the collision of flesh and blood and weapons. Realizing the abnormality, the two men stepped back and looked at each other with vigilance.

Looking at the shiny pistol, Hongzhi revealed a ferocious smile:

"The blade can't penetrate. This hardness means immortality or invincibility - something like that, right?"

His next words made Siegfried's face change slightly.

"Sure enough, you are the same as me."

You actually said the same thing?

Siegfried remained calm, but felt heavy in his heart.

His body is bathed in dragon blood, and attacks that are not higher than B rank cannot cause damage to him, but if Hongzhi uses a treasure, there is a possibility of breaking his defense.

but--

Siegfried raised the sword in his hand, recalling the feeling of the previous hit.

Hongzhi, attacking this guy doesn't seem to have any effect at all.

However, complete immortality does not exist. Just like the weakness at my back, it is said that there are heroes who lose all their strength after their long hair is cut off. There is also a legend that a giant dragon named Vritra made a contract with the god of war, and weapons made of wood, stone, iron, dry and wet objects could not harm him, and he could not be attacked during the day or at night.

As a result, the God of War knocked down Vritra with a sharp pillar made of sea foam at dusk, which was neither day nor night.

Hongzhi is probably one of this type, possessing the characteristic of being unable to cause damage unless certain conditions are met.

Meanwhile, Artoria knew clearly what kind of immortal body the hero whose real name was Achilles had.

The hero's everlasting flower is of the same rank as the 'Dragon Blood Armor', which is B rank.

Achilles possesses the blessing of immortality given by his mother, the goddess Thetis, which can negate all attacks.

However, this effect will be negated when facing someone with a 'divine' skill above a certain level.

Divinity... Thinking of this, Artoria calmly took back the Red Rose Spear that Shuoyue gave her, replaced it with her own treasure, and concealed her body with the Wind King's barrier.

[What are you doing! He's not hurt at all! Use your Noble Phantasm!]

Although it was a suggestion, he had to ignore it. Hong hadn't gotten serious yet, and the mystery of why he wasn't injured at all hadn't been solved yet.

Does it simply have the same power as his own Noble Phantasm? Or is it a higher level of power? In other words, are there any conditions that must be met in order to hurt him?

If I reveal my Noble Phantasm here, it would be equivalent to revealing my true name, and the battle would inevitably be at a disadvantage. Even so, if I could succeed, I would have an overwhelming advantage... But what if I didn't die?

Needless to say, I would be a fool who used a Noble Phantasm but revealed my real name. Even though Black was willing to be called reckless, he was not willing to be called a fool. Therefore, I could only ignore the order. I hope you understand, he thought. Normally, I would have tried my best to persuade him, but unfortunately, I didn't have that kind of time now.

We are at our wits’ end.”

Hongzhi of course didn't know Siegfried's thoughts, he just said this with a smile, Siegfried didn't intend to speak according to the agreement with the Master. Seeing that he didn't respond, Achilles showed a little unhappy on his face.

"You cold, stinky fellow. If you don't smile on the battlefield, you will forget to smile in paradise. This world is so gloomy that it's rotten and festering. So at least you should die happily, right? Don't you think so?"

No, I don't think so. Laughter on the battlefield can sometimes be an insult to the enemy. No, at least there is a risk of others thinking so.

Hei still didn't speak, but a dashing and noble female voice responded to Hong's provocation.

"As comrades, we acknowledge each other's strength and laugh together. That is the refreshing breeze blowing across the battlefield. Laughing in front of a corpse is just a simple mockery."

The air was flowing, and Achilles looked at the black party. Although she had nothing in her hands, the warrior's intuition was constantly sending him warnings.

"You are--"

"I'm just a nobody. Come on, fight me!"

Without the desire to chat, Artoria used the Wind King's barrier to quietly change her weapon back to the Holy Lance. While pushing the panel attributes to the peak, she charged towards Achilles.

With a 'bang', the sound of a bowstring being pulled was heard in the forest, and an arrow flew even faster than the sound and hit Altria's chest directly.

This was an attack from a long distance, and no magic was used. It was a pure physical energy attack - that is, an archer!

The enemy had timed the sneak attack very well, but from Shuoyue's instructions, Artoria already knew that Red was lying in ambush in the rear.

"It's no use!"

The girl, no, the golden-haired Holy King's eyes were as fast as lightning, and he thrust out the Holy Spear at the critical moment. The Wind King's barrier covering the spear collided with the arrow with A-level destructive power. The green gale immediately swept the entire forest. When the storm dissipated, the black-robed Altria had broken through the arrow's restraint and approached Achilles!

"Come on!" The great hero from Greece was fearless. He laughed loudly and thrust out his pistol without dodging.

The B+ and A-level strength collided, the ground suddenly collapsed, the dust was dispersed by the strong wind, and under the driving force of the "Wind King's Barrier", Artoria seemed to be even better, with the red dragon factor flowing. She let out a delicate cry, pushed against Achilles, and rushed towards the direction of Red Atalanta!

Could it be that she wanted to gather the enemies together? !

Siegfried saw through Altria's fighting intention and drew his sword without hesitation to catch up with her. Frankenstein, who had just had a short rest, was unwilling to fall behind and forced himself to stand up, wanting to rush to the next battlefield to provide support.

However, before that, a small flower appeared in front of her.

It was a pure white wild flower that could be seen everywhere on the roadside.

The person who handed it out was a handsome, white-haired assassin wearing a black robe.

"Here's a little flower for you, Fran."

He looked at the android wearing a pure white wedding gown and said this with a smile.

However, that smile was as cold as a greeting at the grave of a deceased person.

Altria Pendragon, profile 2

A Heroic Spirit with a 'different possibility' from the usual Altria.

Although he has a human body, he can no longer be called a human heroic spirit.

Due to the nature of the secrets hidden in the Holy Lance, she has been transformed and metamorphosed into a deity.

Or even more so, it can be said that she is close to being a goddess.

Chapter 419 You never know what Chinese players will use

Chapter 420 You never know what Chinese players will use to snipe you.jpg

I don’t know how Shuoyue managed to find a bunch of white lilies in the woods.