Medieval Reiki Revival

Chapter 130 Destroyed
The continuous artillery fire caused Mazarin to change the direction of movement, and it came towards the rebels.

"It's coming," a guard yelled.

Don Quixote said to everyone: "Keep firing, Master Ivan said before that we only need to persist for a quarter of an hour, we don't have much time left?"

Minutes left.

Mirabeau looked at the people next to him, and the others shook their heads hesitantly, but they didn't know.

"Maybe two or three minutes."

He glanced at the approaching monster, and gritted his teeth: "Don't say it's 2 minutes, even if there is 1 minute left, we will be crushed to pieces. Everyone, the plan can't keep up with the changes, let's retreat first."

Those who are not on the scene will not feel the oppression of the giant.

Everyone watched as the mountain-like monster grew bigger and closer.

The shock was transmitted from the floorboards to the brain, causing their teeth to collide and become numb. Their legs seemed to lose control, and they couldn't help but want to lean on the gun mount.

Don Quixote's face was pale: "You go first, I will stay."

"Brother, let's go together."

"No, you go first. I'm worried that if no one fires, it won't come over. Master Ivan said that as long as he persists for 5 minutes, he will have a solution."

Don Serra muttered complainingly: "We don't know where Master Ivan is going?"

Ivan and de Treville had been out of the crowd for a long time, and at first they could catch their tracks with the naked eye, but then they were basically invisible.

Don Quixote's mind was very clear: "Maybe I am preparing some kind of witchcraft. I must stay and take care of Mazarin. Otherwise, let it continue to destroy the residential area, and the residents of Bam City will suffer heavy losses."

"And I have been strengthened, and my physical strength and speed are stronger than yours."

"If I stay here alone, I have a higher chance of surviving than if you stay here."

Mazarin's size is too huge, even Ivan can barely hold on under its shadow, not to mention Don Quixote, a little guy with only [-]% of his reaction force muscles.

Once he made contact with Mazarin, he was dead immediately.

Tentacles weighing several tons fell down, and Don Quixote didn't even have a chance to repent.

"Okay, Don Quixote, you stay and persevere, and I'll go rescue the soldiers."

Mirabeau ran away like a jerk, and soon disappeared.

Along with him, there were several guards.

Most of the people who can work beside him have inherited Mirabeau's concept of following the market.

But more people have firm beliefs, and they shouted: "At this moment, what do you care about so much? If you want to live, you can live together, if you want to die, you can die together. We are always together."

"you."

Don Quixote got an unexpected answer, and his eyes were a little moist.

He turned his head sideways to look at the huge piece of meat that shot straight into the sky, and felt a lot more relaxed.

Do you need to be afraid of death?

Along the way, are there still few dead battles?

Don Quixote thought he was no different from other people, but he was lucky enough to be favored by Lord Ivan, so he got the reaction muscle, and he has lived to this day.

Now is the time to repay your favor.

Don Quixote's eyes became extremely serious, and he raised the sword in his hand.

"Ahhhh!"

"Fire!"

Give up your life for righteousness, just today.

The huge tentacles were wiped out together with the artillery fire, and behind the countless twisted pitch-black tentacles, two terrifying beast eyes stared at them.

Don Serra could even see his own reflection in the opponent's pupil.

He felt cold all over: "Keep open open huoo"

Although I can't even speak clearly, I can still insist on myself.

"Ow-Ow--"

The air flow kept surging, and after a large amount of oxygen was sucked into Mazarin's mouth, the rebels seemed to hear a sound similar to the crowing of seagulls.

Layers of dark clouds floated forward, entrenched behind the monster's head.

Everyone could clearly see that the tentacles that had been split by Ivan before, or the tentacles that had been ruptured by the shelling, were recovering at an alarming speed.

Mazarin, who was made of rubber, took a deep breath and puffed himself up.

Tentacles are recovering, recovering.

It's perfectly fine now.

And the skin has become tougher, and the arms and legs are stronger.

The five recovered tentacles raised high and charged towards the rebel army.

Just when everyone thought that death was inevitable, a few white crystals quietly fell into the middle of the black arms and feet, and a violent explosion appeared, followed by black blood and flesh lumps overwhelming the sky.

Ivan appeared in front of them.

With mixed emotions, he nodded at them.

"A quarter of an hour has arrived, and we will leave it to us."

On the shoulders, several steel birds agreed: "Chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp."

Before he could say anything more, he disappeared under Don Quixote's stunned gaze.

Aiming at the defense line of Mazarin's head, Ivan kept advancing.

boom!boom!boom!
Big holes were poked out in the ground by tentacles.

The sarcoma lying in front of him opened its flesh sac and shot out its venom.

The marble has been severely corroded, and the half-white statue has completely lost its artistry.

He was running, with tentacles chasing after him.

No matter what, Mazarin was always one step behind him.

boom!boom!boom!
Violent explosions were heard endlessly, and pieces of arms and legs fell one after another.

These are the limbs of Mazarin.

Ivan didn't use [Grenade Marbles] much after Mazarin turned into a huge jellyfish body from the beginning. The main thing is to save these few resources for critical moments.

Now is the critical moment.

The tentacles continued to follow closely behind, and the sound of the two piercing through the air was extremely ear-piercing.

Whenever they caught up with Ivan, he would throw out 【Grenade Marbles】.

Under the cover of the explosion, Ivan was able to move on again.

"You are flustered."

"If you are still conscious, you should be able to feel something more or less."

Mazarin was roaring, and the tentacles moved a little faster.

Ivan's eyes shone brightly: "The rebel army has repeatedly broken the rules and brought you trouble, not relying on the so-called individual strength, but another kind of collective hope. Even without our existence, you are in Bam The city's rule will not last long."

"Look, besides the jellyfish body, who in the city is willing to maintain your rule?"

"Now, I'm going to let you taste my newly learned ability."

Obviously he could get close to Mazarin's head long ago, but he still chose to go around in circles.

All this is for the layout at this moment.

Don Quixote vaguely saw a huge white circle falling on the entire ground, and in the center of that circle was Mazarin's head, which seemed to have become a ritual sacrifice.

Ivan sprinkled all the white limestone.

Then use the materials brought by the steel bird behind him.

He began to chant: "The strange amphoteric aluminum hydroxide, you can react with both acid and lye. You come from the earth and are part of the metal, but you have entered the water."

"I present the complete redstone here, as a channel to link the ritual."

"Dedicated to the leader of the cruel and evil jellyfish body, and the food that is full of the girl's expectations - this biscuit made by the girl's parents and children, it carries the girl's affection, although it is decayed, it is enough to shake people's hearts."

Ivan's eyes fluctuated a little, and he held a long-haired biscuit in his hand.

Looks familiar, doesn't it?

The biscuit that Jasmine had given him had already grown hair.

It smells sour.

"With the help of the white symbols on the ground, create a ritual with the reference value of the sine of 4°90°30°8°."

The solution bottle in his hand actually quickly dissolved and became the general substance of lava.

Red rays of light flickered in it non-stop.

Although hot, it does not harm the witchcraft performer.

The lava transformed from the bottle into an oval and finally into a polyhedron.

It is in a red glass state, and a red light is stored inside.

"it's time."

Ivan jumped high, and his mental power activated the [Red Polyhedron].

The red was beating fast like a heart.

It was delivered to Mazarin's mouth.

Then a blinding light surrounded the entire city, and people realized that there was an explosion, but they couldn't see it with their eyes, and they could only hear the buzzing sound in their ears.

After the white light ended, only a large crater with a width of [-] meters could be seen on the original land of the Palace of Versailles, and all the building fragments on the ground had turned into finer powder.

Won.

Finally won.

The rebels couldn't believe it at first, and then cheered.

(End of this chapter)