Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 557

in the basement.

The thick black mist poured continuously from the door frame of the practice room into the hall, as if the gates had been opened to release the flood.

"Hey hey hey..."

There were many strange and inexplicable sounds in the black mist, and distorted human head-shaped shadows could be vaguely seen flying inside, dotted with white flames.

Artoria's expression was serious, the white flame didn't have the slightest warmth, but instead gave her a feeling of extreme coldness, the coolness penetrated into the flesh and bone marrow.

The black mist was as cold and damp as an undercurrent, especially the pair of scarlet and tyrannical eyes in the thick mist, which gave her a lot of pressure.

What exactly is that?
Undead, ghosts, demons?

She has only been in this world for a short time, and she has never encountered such a thing. She doesn't quite understand the existence of the black figure with disheveled hair and a gilded mask in the black mist.

Don't allow her to think too much, the black shadow can't stand it anymore.

"Scared~"

A terrifying howl came out from the dense fog, and the black fog surged, hundreds of iron chains "Wow howling" that were stained with piercing white cold flames quickly protruded from the fog, entangled towards her like tentacles!
Arturia's gaze was fixed, and her footsteps were lightly stepped.

A snowflake-shaped "sacred halo" enveloped her, and the radiant holy power flowed on her body, dispelling the chill.

sigh~
She slashed with the sword, a scarlet sword light pierced the air, the bright sword energy tore through the black mist, and the indestructible red gold sword light instantly shattered dozens of black iron chains!

The shattered iron chain clanged to the ground, but more chains pierced through the black mist, entwined with Sen Leng Bai Yan and continued to stab her!

At the same time, many human-headed monsters flew out of the black mist. These monsters seemed to be made of gray bones, with distorted faces and blood-red teeth.

Her complexion changed slightly, and Artoria knew she couldn't go on like this.

Her condition is actually very bad. Since the morning, she has been practicing the professional skills of a paladin for almost a day.

Although the progress was good, it also caused a lot of physical and mental fatigue.

At this moment, the psionic energy in the body has dropped to a relatively low level, and the combat power is less than [-]% of its peak state.

"Holy Light Slash!"

With a soft shout, King Dumao channeled the turbulent holy power in his body into the new holy sword. Amidst the clear and joyful sound of the sword, a dazzling white sword glow cut through all the black chains in front of him!
The bright sword light roared through the black mist, cut off all the ghost fire chains and human-headed monsters on the path, and slashed towards the looming scarlet eyes in the black mist!

Tear!

A pale hand suddenly protruded from the thick fog.

The terrifying big hand covered with densely packed tiny chains precisely grasped the white sword light, pinched it hard with five fingers, and crushed the sword light with a "click"!

At the same time, King Dumao made another few sword strikes.

The sword light flickered and intertwined, the extremely sharp sword energy cut and cut the iron chain vertically and horizontally, the raging red dragon power turned into a high-temperature flame tornado lingering on the sword light, and the sword light burned the human-headed monster rushing up in one fell swoop!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, she stepped out with a heavy step, following the trace of the thick fog that the holy light cut just now, and leaped more than ten meters.

Skimming through the black mist, people were still rushing forward in the low air, and King Dumao had already raised the holy sword overflowing with cold light.

Zheng!
Accompanied by the extremely passionate sound of the sword, a bright red and white sword light slashed at the tall ghost wearing a gilded mask!

At the end of the black mist that has not yet closed, Ghost Shadow's blood-red eyes suddenly widened.

With a low growl, he didn't dodge or dodge, facing the mighty sword light that tore through the atmosphere, he raised his fist wrapped in black iron chains.

boom!
Ghost Shadow's fierce punch brought up a wave-like black tide, and met the sharp sword light cut by King Dumbao head-on!
"Clang──!!"

Gold and iron mingle, and sparks burst forth.

The sword blade collided with the fist, and the red and white sword energy intertwined with the undercurrent fist, creating a huge wave of energy and wind!
In the turbulent black mist, holy light and red lotus-like flames lingered on the body of the Dumb Hair King, and dense black chains were wrapped around the tall ghost figure.

Her blond hair fluttered gently, and her cold eyes met the pair of blood-red pupils under the ghost mask.

Clang clang!
The sword blade released sword light, continuously cutting the dark iron chains gushing out from Ghost Shadow's fist, sparks flew everywhere, and the two were at a stalemate for a moment.

Suddenly, King Dumao focused his eyes, and the power of the red dragon exploded, transforming her arms into scarlet dragon claws.

The holy sword in her hand was shining brightly, she forced the ghost back with one sword, and cut at the ghost's neck with another sword, he immediately pulled back and leaned back to avoid the sword energy.

Clank ~

The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and King Dumao took advantage of the situation to attack fiercely, one sword after another like a tide, not giving the enemy a chance to breathe.

A beam of bright sword light cut through the iron chain, broke through the black mist, and slashed fiercely at the masked ghost!
To the surprise of King Dumao, the ghost suddenly changed its momentum.

A majestic fist rose up, his eyes were filled with blood, and his two iron fists were as steady as a mountain, smashing the sword lights she cut one by one!

Dangdang Dangdang!
The roar of gold and iron echoed in the basement.

The two figures fought together, and the more they fought, the dumber king became more and more surprised.

This ghost wearing a mask is delirious and unable to communicate, but his boxing techniques are extremely methodical, like a mountain like a mountain, powerful and heavy, blocking her various sword moves.

With such martial arts just by instinct, he must have been a generation of outstanding people during his lifetime.

I was a little admiring in my heart, but feeling the psionic energy in my body was gradually being exhausted, King Dumao knew he couldn't go on like this.

She is in a very bad state at the moment and must be resolved quickly.

clang!
The fists and swords collided again.

After the blade blocked his hard punch, she gave a break, as if her arm was numb, and her body staggered back.

The tall ghost roared and took advantage of the situation to pursue. Due to the height difference, he smashed down with a fist wrapped around the iron chain, and the fierce fist hit directly on the head of Du Maowang!
Clang!
With a cold face, she raised her sword with both arms to support his iron fist, her body sank slightly under the huge force, and her boots sank into the lower part of the ground.

crackling~

Suddenly a halo of thunder unfolded under her feet, and the purple lightning quickly spread to the holy sword, and the thunder light instantly flowed into Ghost Shadow's iron fist, making him tremble.

good chance.

A ray of bright sword light pierced through the black mist in an instant, and the holy sword surrounded by red lotus flames surged with milky white holy power, and pierced into the belly of the tall ghost in one fell swoop!
However, to the astonishment of King Dumao, the holy sword only pierced halfway, as if stuck in an iron wall.

The holy power dispelled the black mist lingering around the ghost.

Only then did she realize that not only the arms, but also the whole body of the ghost was covered with dense black iron chains. The countless chains on the skin of his stomach frantically rushed towards the blade of the holy sword, tightly binding the holy sword!
What was even more frightening was that under those dark iron chains were pale, bloodless faces with distorted expressions.

These ferocious human faces are gnawing on the chains that bind them, and gnawing on the body of the masked ghost!

In addition to using the iron chains on his arms, more than half of the will-o'-the-wisp chains on his body seem to be restraining and suppressing himself!
What a terrifying ghost, King Dumao was startled.

Just as she was about to draw out the holy sword, the blood-red pupils of that disheveled ghost were full of fierce light.

Roar! !

He let out a terrifying roar, grabbed the body of the holy sword with one palm, and suddenly stretched out the other hand, and the iron fist carrying the white flame whipped up endless wind, and smashed towards her like a hammer!

King Dumao's pupils shrank, and a dreamlike rain of light suddenly spread from the palm of his left hand, merging with the power of the red dragon.

This is another kind of psionic power of hers - the light of the soul.

She squeezed the fist print that was filled with a layer of divine light, and punched him on the chest without showing any weakness!
Bang - bang!
Two loud muffled sounds echoed in the basement, King Dumao was punched by the ghost and flew backwards, his petite body hit the wall, causing the wall to crack.

The ghost also snorted, and its tall body began to stagger back.

King Dumao knelt on one knee, supporting his body with his sword.

Her face was slightly pale, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, and a piece of the red gold armor on her shoulder was broken.

Bright red blood flowed out slowly from the shattered part of the armor, and it was also stained with some strange black air. It was so cold that it made her feel a biting pain, and she couldn't exert any strength on her left arm.

Ghosting is also bad.

There was a hideous sword mark on his abdomen, the milky white holy power corroded his wound like sulfuric acid, bursts of black smoke came out, and there was a white fist mark on his chest.

Around the fist mark, a dreamlike rain of light penetrated into his body, melting the dense chains on his body.

The beliefs of protection, justice, and order contained in the light of the soul made the crimson light in his eyes dim slightly, and the mad killing intent emanating from him subsided a little.
However, the ghost wearing a gilt mask is still intimidating.

He was surrounded by billowing black smoke and faint flames, just like an abyssal demon god, standing quietly aside.

Seeing this, King Dumao gritted his teeth and stood up. She understood that this terrifying ghost hadn't used all its strength just now.

He didn't untie all the restraints, and half of his strength was suppressing himself.

But her condition was very bad, her injuries were severe, and the worst thing was that the spiritual energy in her body was almost exhausted. She held a sword and confronted the ghost in the thick fog, not daring to act rashly.

What puzzled King Dumao was that the ghost with the gilded mask and disheveled hair didn't take the opportunity to attack, otherwise she might be in danger.

I don't know why, but it's a good thing.

The fake Avalon in her body trembled slightly, and the scabbard released a burst of light, which quickly healed her injuries. The black energy on her shoulders was also dispelled, the wound began to heal, and the armor resurfaced.

It's in her favor to drag on.

Arturia held the holy sword, and her holy blue eyes stared vigilantly at the ghost in the thick fog, and the two sides faced each other in silence.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps on the stairs.

One person and one ghost looked at that place almost at the same time, and a pair of long snow-white legs came into view first. The visitor had black hair like a waterfall, a tall figure, and a stunning face.

She walked down the stairs step by step, and a round of golden corona released infinite scorching light spreading from her feet, quickly covering the entire basement.

Golden pillars of light burned in the void, and the black mist in the basement melted away like ice and snow under the scorching sun!
The rudimentary form of the domain ─ Eternal Flame Wheel.

Bathed in golden radiance, Kaisha walked down the stairs calmly, and King Dumao heaved a sigh of relief.

She doesn't know Rennes' girlfriend very well, but Keisha should be stronger than the current Rennes.

The Valkyrie's gaze swept across the dilapidated basement, which was full of gravel cracks, and her eyes gradually turned cold.

She looked at the ghost with a blank face, and said indifferently: "Curse spirit, go back to the ring!"

She knew that there was a fourth-level [curse spirit] in Ren's ring, known as the "Headless Horseman", a terrifying wraith that had been rampant on the Pugani Plain for hundreds of years.

That ring was originally given to Ren by her as a token of love between the two. Later, Ren went to the plain.

This wraith chose to reside in the ring for some reason back then.

She wanted to get rid of this unstable factor, but Ren didn't allow it, and she didn't see this resentful spirit rioting usually, so she endured it.

The Headless Horseman just stood silently in a small piece of thick fog, without any reaction.

"Curse Spirit, don't you understand human language? I'll let you go back to the ring!" Kaisha's eyes were filled with murderous intent and orders echoed in the basement.

King Dumao was taken aback, a little surprised that Keisha was so strong.

Usually in front of Ren, the Valkyrie is very gentle and considerate, so much so that she thinks that Kesha has a milder personality.

The white fist marks on the Headless Horseman's body were gradually covered by black air, and his eyes turned blood red again.

Hearing Kesha's murderous words, Li Gui let out a roar.

He seemed to know that the woman in front of him was terrifying.

The Headless Horseman's black hair was flying, his scarlet eyes were eager to devour, and he immediately raised his thick arms wrapped in chains!

woohoo~

Yinfeng roared, and the chains on his arms, thighs, waist and abdomen were untied one by one, and his breath was soaring.

The densely packed small chains stretched and expanded, turning into thousands of iron whips filling the entire basement in the blink of an eye, sweeping towards Kaisha and Artoria crazily!
King Dumao's complexion changed, and just as he was about to strike, a majestic sword intent that seemed to pierce the sky burst out!
Her gaze subconsciously swept aside.

Kesha on the side looked extremely cold, and the raging sun's flames condensed into a golden sword, which was held by her bare hand.

sigh~
With a slight movement of the arm, the Valkyrie's long sword slashed forward, and the sharp sword light made the entire basement bright as day!
The incomparably brilliant sword energy was surging like a vast ocean, first the sword light lit up, and then the sound of the sword's cry echoed.

The sword light swirls and spreads in all directions like a storm, almost everywhere. In an instant, it tore through the thick black mist, cut off the chains, and mercilessly slashed at the Headless Horseman!

Dangdang Dangdang!
A series of sharp sword qi slashed at the iron chain wrapped around the headless horseman's body, splashing countless sparks.

He grunted a few times, and retreated again and again under the huge impact.

Seeing this, Kaisha stepped out step by step, surrounded by golden flames, and stepped more than ten meters in one step amidst the roiling heat wave.

She held the sword horizontally in one hand, raised her fist straight up, and suddenly closed her five fingers, compressing to the extreme. The flame of the sun turned her fist into a small sun!

Rumble!
Amidst the sound of the air being squeezed and exploded, she was full of vitality and blood galloping like a long dragon, her unparalleled fist suppressed everything, and her fist crushed away towards the headless horseman!
Li Gui, who was covered in black fog and iron chains, only had time to raise his arms to block.

Boom—boom! !

The dazzling golden fist print directly tore through the mist, shattered the iron chain, shook the arm, beat the ghost's body to its knees, and flew out like a cannonball!

There was a loud bang, and the entire basement shook.

The terrifying force caused the headless horseman's entire back to be embedded into the wall!
The curse spirit had just shaken off the gravel and dust and stood up from the wall, when Kaisha's figure had already arrived like lightning.

She raised her beautiful legs covered in golden armor, like a spear piercing through the air, and white air waves condensed on the soles of her feet that condensed the terrifying golden flames, and she kicked fiercely on the gilt mask of the ghost!

Clang—clang!
The incomparable force caused the Headless Horseman's entire head to be squeezed into the wall. The wall shook violently, and terrifying cracks appeared on the wall!

Keisha reached out to pat the dust off her legs, slowly retracted her long white legs, and took a few steps back.

The ghost's body trembled before it managed to free its head from the wall.

Pfft!
The headless horseman's tall body fell straight to the ground, and the iron chains all over his body jingled.

The gilded mask on his face has been cracked, his hair is full of dust, and the scars on his body surface cut by sword energy are all glowing crimson.

There was also a fist mark burning with golden flames on Li Gui's chest, and the terrifying high temperature burned his spirit body red.

The fist marks on the arms are even more terrifying.

There were golden cracks densely around the fist marks, not only on the surface of the body, but even penetrated into the limbs, making the headless horseman's arm look like cracked porcelain that was about to shatter.

Such a severe injury made Li Gui's aura sluggish, he struggled a few times, trying to get up.

boom!
Keisha raised her white and smooth thigh, and kicked again.

She stepped on the mask of the headless horseman with her toes, pressed his head against the cracked wall and rubbed it fiercely!

Li Gui roared, but could only struggle feebly.

What a cruel woman.

Witnessing all of this, the Dumb Mao King swallowed subconsciously.

The headless horseman, who was comparable to a temple-level transcendent, was almost beaten to death by the Valkyrie in just a dozen seconds.

Slowly lowering her white and powerful legs, Keisha's expression was still very cold.

The golden lightsaber in her hand was directly pressed against the throat of the curse spirit, and the voice ordered coldly and domineeringly:
"Go back, or die!"

The headless horseman sitting on the ground had disheveled black hair, his breath was weak, and the bloody light in his eyes under the mask gradually dissipated.

Seemingly regaining his senses, he took a deep look at the woman.

The curse spirit exhaled a turbid breath, the tall figure gradually became unreal, and a silver-gray ring fell to the ground.

The coronal pattern on the back faded away, and Keisha reached for the ring.

She drew a jade finger repeatedly in the void, forming a series of golden runes that were branded on the ring.

The Dumao King next to him looked silent for a while, put away the holy sword in his hand, and for some reason remembered the conversation two days ago.

"Ren, the girlfriend you are looking for is really nice, she is beautiful, kind-hearted, gentle and considerate, and she is very good at cooking..."

"Oh, you really think so?"

"Is not it?"

"Hehe...hehe."

At this moment, Arturia finally understood why Ren showed that strange expression after he laughed dryly.

No wonder he was so honest in front of her, it turned out he was cowardly.

(End of this chapter)