Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 812 Evening Bell, the Assassin Comes

On the blood-soaked plateau, evil spirits filled the air, and the wind whimpered like complaints.

The warrior lord and the goddess confront each other.

Their majestic stature, shocking the past and the present, at the same time burst out with a powerful momentum that is unmatched by the dust. With the bewitching blood-colored sunset as the background, the murderous aura soars straight into the sky!
Their eyes full of murderous intent fixed on each other, and neither of them acted rashly until a thunder broke the balance.

Boom!

A thick incandescent thunder pierced the sky, and hit the magic shield on the outer city of the holy capital in full view!

The violent thunder sparks rolled and shot wildly, causing the milky white translucent magic light curtain covering the city wall like an egg shell to vibrate like ripples!

Ra Er stood majestically on the top of the temple, and it was he who did the work.

In fact, compared to defeating the Lion King, completely smashing the holy city of Camelot is the bottom line.

Just like it doesn’t matter if there is no Noah, just choose another leader, but without the Ark of Salvation, everything is out of the question.

So La Er didn't step into the center of the battlefield with the military master, but when the Lion King took action to restore the collapsed situation, he used the "Dendra Electric Ball" to bombard the holy capital.

And as long as the holy capital is destroyed, the goddess will also lose the field bonus and infinite magic power, and her strength will decrease, making it easier to subdue.

Of course, this arrangement is also due to the fact that Laer himself is not very good at hand-to-hand combat.

But in this way, all the pressure will be borne by Ren alone...

The Dendera lightning flashed in the sky, illuminating the indifferent faces of the soldier master and the lion king, the silent confrontation was broken, and the two rushed towards each other in unison!

The dragon-slaying demon sword in Ren's hand flashed a blue light, and the sharp sword light like a crescent moon was as solid as it was. With a low shout, he stabbed the goddess' throat with the sword.

A little bit of cold light pierced the dim light, like a frightened bird, the killing intent was so strong that the air was frozen!

The lion king is not afraid, his eyes are like cold electricity, and the holy spear in his hand releases a bright brilliance, and he brazenly meets with the tip of the spear!
clang!
The moment the needle point collided with the wheat awning, the sharp blade collided, and the vision was distorted and blurred for a moment!
Then dazzling sparks burst out, the passionate fighting spirit collided with the extraordinary power, the Holy Lance and the Demonic Sword stabbed fiercely, and even slightly distorted the space, and the land under their feet instantly sank!

An invisible ripple swept across the ground, and dozens of soldiers suddenly fell down because they stood a little close.

Their bodies were distorted and deformed, their flesh was bloody, and a large amount of blood overflowed from the armor...

This is because the strength of the two sides is too strong, squeezing and repelling the air at once, and the gas is compressed into an "air cannon" like the wind king's enchantment, hitting and killing the surrounding soldiers.

Not strong enough to even be a melon eater, that's what it means.

The soldiers on both sides were horrified, they didn't care about fighting anymore, and stayed away from this area before continuing to fight.

For a stabbing attack, the goddess with a gun has an obvious advantage.

It is easier for the spear to exert its strength advantage, and an overwhelming force is transmitted from the tip of the spear, causing Renn to recede and tilt.

clang!
She took the opportunity to raise the barrel of the gun, and smashed it down. The golden barrel of the gun collided with the blade he raised, and a burst of dazzling sparks burst out!
Even though he raised his sword to block it, Ren's body sank from the fierce blow, and his boots sank into the mud!
His body slid backward under the impact, and his legs rubbed against the ground violently, kicking up a lot of sand along the way.

There is no doubt that the power of the goddess is stronger than him, but he still has no joy or worry in his heart, and a pair of pure silver eyes reflect her magnificent figure.

Well, try her trick again.

The goddess raised her gun and pursued the victory, but heard a sigh.

Ren raised the cold blade with one hand, and his aura became as deep as a starry night.

swoosh~
After a flash, he suddenly disappeared, and at the same moment, he appeared behind the goddess like a ghost, and slashed at the back of her neck with his sword!
Onikiri, combined with "breath blocking", is incredibly fast.

The deadly sword light struck, and the goddess let out a long howl, before turning around in time, the holy spear in her hand suddenly turned around and swept straight to the tip of the sword!
clang!
At the very moment, the tip of the spear swung away the blade, and the tip of the magic sword almost brushed past her face, cutting off a strand of her golden hair!
Blocking the slash, the Goddess suddenly exerted strength in her arm and knocked back the soldier with a single shot.

"Her spear skills have not become much stronger, similar to the initial version of Sidai, but the strength of the high-level god body and the huge magic power make her attack powerful enough to break through all spells, unstoppable..."

Although the blow was useless, Ren basically judged the goddess' martial arts.

She should have experienced very few battles in these thousand and five hundred years.

After all, she has gradually lost her emotions and desires, and she probably won't get involved in any incidents or battles, just like a ghost wandering around the world.

If someone who didn't open his eyes took the initiative to attack her, he was probably killed by the luminous cannon of the Holy Lance, instead of hand-to-hand combat, so the martial arts basically remained in the period of King Arthur.

From this point of view, the goddess of hand-to-hand combat can crush Skaha and Sigurd with brute force, but the advantage against the master with the crowned spirit foundation is smaller than that of the firepower confrontation.

Before he could think too much, the goddess arrived with a gun, and the bright golden gun light illuminated the plateau.

Naturally, Ren would not be afraid, and confronted him head-on.

Clang clang...!
Every time the sword qi and gun light collide fiercely, there will be a burst of earth-shattering roar like sparks hitting the earth, and the vortex-like air waves will sweep all directions!
They couldn't be seen clearly at all, only afterimages passed by.

The two fought fiercely, blinding the sun and the moon, and the surrounding land was immediately shredded by the light of the gun and sword, and became densely cracked, filled with sword light, flashes, and strange screams caused by the tearing of the atmosphere!
Wherever it goes, it becomes the center of the storm, and everything around it is strangled to death.

Such an earth-shattering battle caused the heroic spirits on both sides to subconsciously slow down their fighting movements and distract themselves from observation.

Whether it was Siegfried, Morgan, Gao Wen and others, or Scathach, Tawara Fujita, and Xuanzang Sanzang on the coalition side, they were all observing the direction of this most important battle.

clang!
The clash of guns and swords was another burst of sparks. After a round of fighting, the soldier lord and the goddess staggered their bodies.

There was no joy or anger on the goddess' snow-white face. The silver armguard of her right hand was torn apart by the sword energy, and there were two small bloodstains on her arm. Wisps of God's blood with a coquettish luster seeped out from the crack in the armguard. .

She was hit by the opponent's sword twice, but the injury was very light.

The goddess' golden pupils are so indifferent and majestic, she looked at the white-haired soldier and said:
"In terms of martial arts skills, you are stronger, but this cannot change the result of your defeat."

"So confident? I'm not afraid of the wind flashing my tongue."

Ren sneered, but his wrists were trembling, and blood flowed out from the cracked tiger's mouth, staining the hilt of the sword red. Under the blood soaking, the blue light emitted by the gem from the age of gods on the hilt became more and more beautiful.

He was not stabbed by the opponent, but was injured more seriously.

Because of the difference in strength, every time a weapon clashes, his tiger's mouth will be shattered.

Even if he could be healed in time by the scabbard in his body, he would inevitably bleed a lot, and if he continued like this, he would be consumed to death.

"I say one last time, get out of here!"

The Lion King's eyes were indifferent, and he pointed the terrifying tip of the Holy Spear at his head, "Otherwise, it will be your ultimate fate to die under my spear!"

"Stop talking nonsense, fate is on my side, and—"

Ren stared at the goddess's slender legs, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, "Don't get me wrong, it's usually women who surrender and kneel under my big gun!"

goddess:"……"

Do you really think she doesn't understand anything?

A sullen look flashed across the Lion King's face, and he lost his patience completely.

She rushed towards him at a speed that broke through the speed of sound, and released a golden magic brilliance from the holy gun in her hand, and slammed it down on his head!

To deal with the master of martial arts with stronger martial arts skills, spear stabbing and stabbing are easy to be hit in the wrong direction or dodged, which is futile.

Instead, it's better to pump, chop, smash... Even if it can be blocked, it can shatter his wrist.

clang!
Ren used his sword to hold the barrel of the gun with his sword, but the huge pressure from the holy gun still made his arm tremble!
The strong wind from the collision of the two blew the goddess' hair.

She refused to give up, and the magic power was released from the palm of her hand, and the holy gun suddenly burst into a hot spiral light stream, and the thick gun shaft just pressed down on the blade of the magic sword and sank little by little, sinking his knees under the weight of his body into the mud !
She looked down at the sinking military master, and sneered coldly:
"Who is surrendering and kneeling now?"

"Don't be like this, beauty, be more reserved. Your gun is too hard. It's not like a man who can shoot both soft and hard. It can bend and stretch. It's really not suitable for stabbing someone else's body."

Ren gritted his teeth, held up the magic sword against the holy gun, and did not forget to speak coquettishly.

"..."

Completely defeated by this venomous clown, the goddess has black lines all over her head.

This man is undoubtedly a battlefield butcher, even in a life-and-death fight, he can be calm and composed, talking and laughing.

"A fanatic who doesn't respect the gods." The goddess looked down at him, and the light of the holy spear in her hand became more and more blazing, and his body sank and his head was almost unable to lift up. "Don't struggle, just accept the fate of death." !"

Faced with such diehards, they can only be killed.

"Death? Fate? Hahahaha..."

Half of his body was crushed into the ground by the holy gun, but Ren laughed loudly, "I said, old man, the show is almost finished, right?

Teach this woman who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, what is death and what is destiny! "

clang~
As soon as he finished speaking, a melodious bell rang like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening.

The sound of the bell is obviously not big, but it has spread far and wide throughout the entire battlefield, reverberating in valleys and plateaus, penetrating into the depths of everyone's soul like morning bells and evening drums.

silence.

The battle-torn battlefield suddenly lost all hustle and bustle.

As if the soul was washed instantly, everyone felt a kind of peace, not the silence of the voice, but the peace of eyes, the silence of the soul.

Of course, some people also feel death.

The bell echoed, and the white feathers scattered one after another, as if everything had come to an end.

At some point, a tall black shadow stood behind the goddess.

She glanced back subconsciously, and through the strange blue eyes of the black shadow, it seemed that she could directly see the scene of hell.

The shadow of death loomed over her heart, and the goddess suddenly felt chills all over her body. It had been an unknown period of time, and she hadn't experienced such a deadly feeling of horror.

Almost instinctively, she screamed, turned around and shot at the terrifying black shadow that suddenly appeared behind her!
laugh!
The broken blade rubbed against the barrel of the Holy Spear, shooting out countless sparks, and the glowing blade was swung away in time to not decapitate her head, but it still tore her shoulder armor!
The dark red blood splashed, and the black shadow brushed past the goddess in a blink of an eye.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

The goddess didn't care about the wound on her shoulder, and a pair of majestic golden pupils fixed on the guy in front of her.

Wrapped in a shabby black robe, cheap armor, a dilapidated big sword with a pitted blade, a bit biased towards the Assassin Order's attire... It looks like a down-and-out third-rate swordsman who came out of nowhere.

As far as the perception of breath is concerned, he is not even much better than Hassan with a thousand looks.

"Hassan Sabah."

Wang Hassan stood aside with his hands on the hilt of his sword, and his voice was calm.

He reported the common name of the old people in the mountains in the past dynasties, or it was indeed one of his names, and the later Hassans just inherited his name.

"very good."

The goddess stared at the killer with a cold face, "Crown... Assassin, sue the angels... I didn't expect there to be a character like you in the seemingly unpopular Assassin Order."

What she said surprised Ren a little bit. It seems that Morgan didn't tell her about the first generation of the mountain...

The witch is simply a cunt.

Otherwise, the goddess would not be vigilant enough to get a sword from the old man.

"you flatter me."

Wang Hassan wore a mask, and he couldn't see his expression, "Generation of good can also bear evil results, no matter how precise calculations can be, it can't be included in the changes of people's hearts... The era of gods who ignore the will to dominate the people and make choices for all living beings is over. It's over, do you still want to be obsessed with it?"

"..."

The goddess' eyes flickered, and she said coldly, "I am not wrong, this planet will eventually be destroyed, this is a surefire solution, your efforts are doomed to be in vain!"

"All right, you understand destiny better than suing angels, you understand the overall situation better than restraint, you understand the future... you like to dig into the horns, and you are as stubborn as ever after becoming a goddess." Renn couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

Artoria has always been like this, no matter who she is.

Saving Britain, the Ark of Salvation...as long as she decides on a certain goal, she doesn't break through the south wall and doesn't look back.

In fact, Si Dai is still just as stubborn now, and becoming a favored person just gave her another way to save Britain.

goddess:"……"

Always felt disgusted by him.

Seeing that she couldn't say it, she raised the Holy Spear silently, and decided to use force to persuade him. The magic sword in Ren's hand released a blue edge, shrugged and teased:

"Old man, negotiation is useless. I tried it too. I can only ask her to hand over her head."

"..."

Wang Hassan shook his head and raised his sword.

The fate has been lost, and you are still obsessed with no regrets... After all, you have to make a living.

On the blood-stained wasteland, the setting sun became more and more blood-red. The crowned Assassin, the crowned Caster candidate, and the main god Rungomigniad held their weapons tightly at the same time.

The final battle is coming.

The extremely suppressed killing intent pervaded, whether it was the heroic spirits or the soldiers on both sides, almost everyone held their breath.

(End of this chapter)