Spearman’s Growth Story

With the spirit of steel, Zhao Huang perceives the current situation of himself in the water from the gap of pain. So, he mobilized his magic power, pulled the right hand of the broken bones, and fought off the long spear.

Woo–Wow!

The strong reaction force instantly accelerates and ejects his body from the sea!

bang!

The red lotus-like flame bloomed, holding up his bloody body. The flame evaporated the sea water and blood on his body, emitting heavy mist.

Feeling a lot of thinning pressure in the air, Zhao Huang understood.

――The incomplete [atheism] hit with all his strength, even if it cut through the land, it failed to kill him.

Now, atheism can’t do anything for a period of time. It almost loses the combat capability like Erya, but Zhao Huang is still alive.

The flame ignited from his body, and the original fire was like mother’s care, and the consumption of magic power accelerated Zhao Huang’s self-healing.

Even without the magic support of the master, as long as he does not die, he can return to the battlefield sooner or later.

The continuation of the battle made him not die so easily, and the determination of iron allowed him to keep calm thinking amid the severe pain.

And the original fire given by Hestia allows him to heal himself.

Under the acceleration of the Holy Grail, after a few seconds, the flame dissipated.

Zhao Huang, who was repaired together with the armor, opened his eyes under the entanglement of the flame.

As an enemy of atheism, Demi-God, whose divinity is getting deeper, reborn from the ashes.

Although the half a month’s stock was used up, the magic in the Holy Grail has bottomed out, but Zhao Huang has restored the combat capability, which is not a loss at all.

“Not bad. Even after taking a blow like that, I can recover quickly. Thanks to the Holy Grail.”

The left hand is tense and opened, Zhao Huang confirms the feeling of the body .

The blow just now was stronger than the formidable power described in the knowledge he got. Looking back now, it was probably because [Atheism] knew that the body would collapse, so it was overloaded.

Face-to-face can smash mountain peaks, split the ground with a blow and so on, this kind of thing really does not want to experience a second time.

“However, this is not a small achievement. Even me, I want to show off.”

If it is an ordinary follower, unless it is an archer, After receiving this blow, it is possible to heal one day and one night in a Spirit Physique state, and finally recover to the point where he can barely draw a bow.

There are not many followers who can take this attack as a spearman.

“Haha-Nahema!”

The cold voice seemed familiar, and the dark sword energy suddenly passed through my ears.

This blow caused Zhao Huang to raise his head and looked towards the front.

Divided into several pieces, there is no trace of human life on the island. The tip of the mountain was flattened and the ground was frozen. one after another The knife marks are vertical and horizontal.

Hang high in the sky, a black mist of disintegration with a little golden light faintly revealed in the gap-[Atheism], like the apex of a tree, and the only light source at this time.

And that one after another eroded the surrounding space, buckled down like a Formation, and the lines surrounding the island of Ormei Island are like pitch-black tree roots. In the center of this big tree, the scarlet nun is bounded by it.

The space here has begun to alienate. After [Atheism] takes a breather for a while, it will use up its remaining power, turn Erya into a key, and open the door.

For it, this is the last way to erase the existence of divinity. Since its full strength attack failed to make achievements, it can only make this choice.

And if you let it open the door and summon the one, then everything is over.

Even if Guardian is dispatched, it will not help. Rather than salvation, it is better to cut this future and discard it-at least this will leave some probability.

Why did the melee of human + elves + a follower become like this?

“…Forget it, let’s take a look over there first.”

One last glance at the sky, Zhao Huang’s flames gushing behind him, pushing him to the sword just now. The direction of energy coming from.

That sword energy made him feel familiar and unfamiliar.

[Should I…]

Zhao Huang, who had a vague idea in his heart, followed the guidance of another sword energy and finally flew to the scene.

The spiritual outfits on their bodies have become tattered, and the Bawu twins, holding assault guns and chains, are struggling to maintain their standing back to back.

And Shitono sat down on the side. A rabbit-shaped angel ice puppet with a big hole in its abdomen fell beside her.

She is not moving well, and once she can’t freeze the opponent’s spirit strength, she will be easily knocked down.

On the opposite side of them, they smoked zi zi, and with majestic spirit strength, they repaired the “ten incense” of injuries everywhere.

“It’s over, the opponents.”

Highly raised the single-edged sword in his hand, “Shixiang” looked down at the elves below with a cold and merciless gaze.