Spearman’s Growth Story

The roar sound became more violent, and the pitch-black monster that missed a hit simply lit a flame on the long spear.

The Dark-red Flame entwined with pitch-black will, like a life-killing flame from hell.

“It turns out that the magic power is released?…Is it the original fire!”

I just saw the skill at Garna just now, and Jeanne will naturally not fail to see it. .

Every blow of the dark monster will cause a violent explosion.

With the help of madness, the ability value reached Divine Realm for a while. At this time, Zhao Huang’s muscle strength alone was enough to pose a threat to ordinary followers.

So, even if his attack at this time becomes simple and rude because of sudden irrationality, oppression force and mobility alone are enough to threaten ruler!

Looking at the momentum alone, the battle on their side and the heroic battle on Garna’s side seem to be similar.

At least, it looked like this in the eyes of the blond master who was struggling to get up not far away.

“che, the guys from the red side actually sent two followers…! Why, there is no other master’s breath around!”

I want to retreat , But can’t make up his mind. At this time, the situation is just right. If he withdrew his hand, the saber with his back exposed would fall into a disadvantage.

So, I can only wait and see for now.

“――!”

Roaring, the ominous beast continued to chase.

As a berserker, Zhao Huang does not actually exert his strength well.

In addition to being imprinted in the depths of the body, after countless use and fusion of the warrior’s experience, the only skills he can display at this time are the magical release of bloodline and the passive god killing. Moreover, Zhao Huang cannot use Treasure Item because of his delayed thinking.

However, if the madness continues to deepen and reaches level B, the “beast” engraved on the armor will wake up. Zhao Huang at that time will be more terrifying than it is now.

Sa–

Easily tore the air, the pitch-black steel is like a poisonous snake, changing the thread with a dot, biting from the right shoulder of Joan to the left abdomen. With the passage of time, the stuck mechanical berserkers move more and more smoothly.

The sound of steel clashes became denser, and every time she took a blow, a tingling sensation came from Joan’s wrist.

Even if she can unload skillfully, there will always be times when she can’t take it for a long time.

Suddenly, Black Rider strode, chased, and silently shot the hook with the help of night.

“?!”

As soon as she felt her chest sink, Joan of Arc was uncontrollably pulled in Zhao Huang’s direction.

The fight with the monster is meaningless. Before Joan was about to settle down, Zhao Huang pulled her in front of her.

“Haha!”

loudly shouted, Saintess lit up the banner and waved it out.

The battle banner she uses can be used as a banner to boost morale, or as a long spear.

But resistance is meaningless.

“Roar——!”

clang!

The stabbing blow in desperation was easily blocked by Black Rider. Afterwards, he stretched out his left hand, pinched Saintess’s left wrist, and pushed her fiercely to the ground sideways. After that, the right hand fell to the ground along the inertia and stabbed Saintess with a long spear!

PS: The keyboard is broken in the middle of the code, but I turned around and borrowed it.

PS2: The editor posted a picture in the group. A colleague fell ill and had a CT. His spine was bent into an s shape and he needed 20w surgery…

011 was flying a kite by Saintess What kind of experience is it?

“Huh…huh…”

Kneeling on the ground, Saintess panted violently.

Although the conflict at that moment was not physically exhausting, the mental burden was too heavy.

At the moment when Black Rider’s long spear stabbed, the girl got enlightenment.

So, she waved the battle flag hastily, cut off the wire hooked on her body with the tip of the gun mounted on the end of the flagpole, and then subconsciously opened her mouth to chant in accordance with the enlightenment–

“The Lord’s grace is extremely deep, and the mercy is eternal.”

At this moment, the soft white light lit up on Jean’s grasped wrist, and then the Black Rider was bounced off. .

Most of the black mist on his left arm has dispersed, and the whole person seems to have been hit to a certain extent. Specifically, it felt like being knocked on the head through the helmet.

The entanglement around Zhao Huang’s body is the catastrophe that was once purified, which was evoked by the chains of madness and engraved on the armor. It is not the posture before purification through the Holy Grail Treasure Item, so even Zhao Huang does not know that it, even the Treasure Item engraved on the armor of disaster, has a history of six generations and seven thousand years. They are all left together.

This kind of terrifying historical thickness, let alone a trifling Zhao Huang, a general follower, who can compare with it?