Medieval Reiki Revival

Chapter 102 Rescue
"who are you?"

Don Quixote's eyes were full of doubts. Looking at that invincible figure, he seemed to have known the answer, but he felt incredible in his heart.

"The people who came to save you."

Ivan said something lightly, and helped him block the fatal blow.

Under the irradiance of the "Sword of Flame", this mysterious man had an indescribable heroism on his face, just like a legendary knight. It is said that a ferocious demon can fall to the ground and die with just a single throw.

Don Quixote finally came to his senses, he clenched his long sword and began to fight back.

Although it was just an ordinary conversation, it gave him endless courage in an instant.

There are not a few people who have had the same experience as him.

Ivan took the initiative to block the front of the battlefield, and the rebels who fought bravely finally had a little time to breathe.

They created a safe space back to back, and followed the flame sword to kill the enemy together. At the same time, they couldn't help but look at each other in surprise after the battle.

It looks like, is he one of us?

Could he be one of us?

Then, he sighed in relief.

If I knew he was one of us, why would I still fight like this? Isn’t it good to hug my thigh?

Don Serra raised his long sword: "Master Ivan is here, let's charge together!"

Everyone mustered up their courage, and at this moment people finally found the backbone.

Prior to this, their battles had always revolved around the central position of the team, because it was convenient for their companions to support them.

But now they all involuntarily surrounded Ivan's position, and Ivan's position was facing the gate, which caused a group of them to block the gate of Notre Dame de Lloret.

"kill--!"

Ivan raised his eyebrows, the morale of this group is very high.

It takes courage to swim against the current.

There were too many soldiers ambushing in Notre Dame de Lloret, and they all came out of the basement of the church.

It's obviously not a big force, but there are thousands of extra people in it, and there is still a steady stream, and there is no sign of stopping.

The sharpness of the fire sword is slightly worse than that of the fine steel sword.

Fortunately, it has a large mass and comes with a high temperature of 600 degrees.

Wherever it hits, it unleashes sparks that confuse enemies and burn their skin at the same time.

The temperature at the front of the fire sword caused the surrounding air to deform. If it accidentally fell on the body, the muscles would be carbonized instantly.

Immediately afterwards, bones and nerves are carbonized until a large hole is broken in the body.

Wow, this is the legendary Excalibur.

What a gorgeous weapon.

Someone looked at Ivan's weapon with an envious expression.They probably didn't expect that this thing was actually a horseshoe.

When heated up, the soldering iron will burn red.

Collision fluffy sparks.

Much better looking than ordinary fireworks.

"Not right."

Ivan sensed that something was wrong. The flaming sword in his hand pierced through a soldier's body, almost scalding him into a roast suckling pig. The other party was still expressionless, as if he didn't feel the slightest pain.

"In this day and age, it is easy to find a person who is not afraid of death, but it is very difficult to find a group of people who are not afraid of death."

Ivan relayed from the stone pillar, flew up two or three meters, and finally landed at the intersection of the flower garden.

Sweeping thousands of troops, leaving traces of light and shadow.

The soldiers rolled down like straws, and black limbs were everywhere on the ground.

In the blink of an eye, a large blank was created.

But it was filled quickly.

This time, even Don Serra secretly praised the opponent's tenacity. Such an army, not to mention the era of matchlock guns, even in the era of bursting machine guns, is an opponent that cannot be underestimated.

"These people are all brainwashed."

"Look at the position between their brows, there is a little bump there."

"That should be the problem."

Ivan kicked a soldier four or five meters away, and directly slashed the fire sword at the nearest person.

A tooth-piercing voice appeared in this field, and a large black rose suddenly appeared on the ground.

The human skull is oval.

A structure that is evenly stressed like an egg.

Therefore, once the blunt force is too strong, the skull will easily burst.

Fortunately, Ivan escaped in time.

The black starfish mixed with slurry fell to the ground, and the sticky texture made one wonder if it was stepped on pork offal.

Some nerves in the black water have become rigid and shriveled. They look like a ball of wool, and they fall to the ground like a crack.

Most of the starfish's tentacles have been burnt, but they still retain part of their vitality, trembling and extending to other places from time to time.

Ivan followed the same pattern and cut off the heads of a few more people. This time he could see more clearly.

Some starfish hide more inside, or there is more liquid in the dark.

When they are tuned out of the brain, they are like babies in a strange environment, kicking their legs wildly.

Puff puff.

Then it tentatively moved to the wet place outside, but because of poor muscle quality, the starfish moved very slowly, so that it died before finding a suitable place.

"It's all inside of these people's heads."

"No wonder there is no pain."

Ivan was horrified at first, and then quickly regained his composure.

He gritted his teeth and analyzed it a little bit.

There were almost 2000 soldiers at the scene, and the heads of these people were more than 2000 starfish.

It was only half a year since Mazarin left Luzpitburg. Assuming he was still an ape and gave birth to a starfish every day, he would not be able to produce more than 2000 starfish.

Considering that Mazarin also controlled the southern army, the Versailles Guard.

Calculate a little.

There are still about [-] starfish.

Ivan suddenly took a breath, and the original image of Mazarin's morbid obesity in his mind disappeared, and now he has transformed into another Zerg empress with a huge belly, with a huge reproductive organ hanging from his lower body. Every time he reproduces, They can release hundreds of eggs.

Maybe Versailles is full of his eggs.

Ivan shivered with chills. He imagined that he broke into the palace alone, and tens of thousands of face-huggers rushed towards him: "It's really terrifying, no matter how fast I am, the strength No matter how big it is, it is impossible to wipe out so many monsters in an instant."

He can count as one hundred.

But one second, still can't kill a hundred people.In terms of single-round power, the artillery is far better than Ivan's now.

However, Ivan's comprehensive strength is stronger, and he can kill the gunner first before the artillery is fired.

"No, if all the ghosts in Notre-Dame de Lloret are like this, the Prince of Condé they want to save should be too"

Soon, Count Mirabeau withdrew from the building with a look of embarrassment.

Their accompanying companions were covered in scars and fled towards the gate in despair.

And in the innermost aisle, Prince Kong Dai, whom the six relatives did not recognize, led the soldiers and strode towards them.

"Prince, wake up quickly."

"Could it be that you also support the scourge who seeks to usurp the throne?"

"Kong Dai, I thought you were a great hero, but now I really misunderstood you."

Prince Kong Dai was expressionless, walking forward with a spear in hand.

He was still wearing aristocratic clothes, the coat of arms on his shoulders painted the general's exclusive clothing, and the feathers on his hat fell behind his head like a horse's tail.

A partner couldn't dodge in time and was stabbed in the back by him.

Blood splattered on his face, and the liquid slid down the wrinkles.His eyes were motionless, but his lips were unusually bright red.

There is a single horn on the forehead, erect towards the sky.

Count Mirabeau and others who had just escaped were terrified. They kept retreating, but because of the obstruction of the soldiers in the church, there was still a distance between them and Ivan.

A companion lost his mind and rushed forward like a lunatic, and fell to the ground after a few moves.

(End of this chapter)