I just covet their strength

Chapter 285 You know how much you have adjusted

In front of [Heart of Storm], with Westhead's sudden attack and challenge, the resistance outside the giant city was almost wiped out.

After Westhead issued the provocation, he did not continue to enter the [Heart of Mist] - under the laws of the gods, he could not use his fists or feet at all, and entering the capital would only bring trouble to himself.

Westhead didn't want to take a two-kilometer-long elevator and push a door that couldn't be opened from this side.

So while waiting for a response, he turned back and joined the battlefield behind him, just to kill time.

"boom--"

Westhead took the frontal attack from the God-Knight Colossus head-on. The lance that looked like a pillar of heaven smashed down, and the dark blue spiral burst into flames, demonstrating the purest numerical power created by the structure of God.

However, this pure numerical value was crushed by more violent numerical values. Westhead caught the lance, which was hundreds of times larger than him, with his bare hands, just by slightly lowering his knees.

Then Yingsheng slashed out, and true red cracks spread along the lance and reached the core of the colossus structure. This demigod constructed by God was shattered and damaged, and fell to the ground with a loud bang.

Such an exaggerated scene broke the hearts of the people who witnessed it. As far as they knew, no one could withstand the attack of the God-riding Colossus head-on.

"Strange. Monster, even the God-riding Colossus can't suppress it?"

"How strong is he?"

The divine structure that was invincible and omnipotent in the battlefield in the past now seemed weak on the battlefield.

The original opposition of many Yonglan knights who witnessed this scene was weakened invisibly. If he really was such a powerful knight, there should be nothing wrong with him leading them, right?

"Whoosh-"

Just as Westhead was about to retract his attack and became stiff, a cold light flashed from the [Heart of Mist], crossing the long distance in an instant and heading straight for the former's head.

But it was obvious that this sneak attack would not succeed. Westhead reached out and grabbed the black iron arrow wrapped in a light silver halo, but bright red blood dripped from his palm.

Break the defense.

Although it was just a minor scratch, it was still quite incredible for Westhead today.

Westhead glanced at the arrow and nodded thoughtfully:

"【Steel Intention】is finally here."

Lord Qinghui turned and looked towards [Heart of Mist], only to see a team walking out of the towering city and slowly crossing the bridge.

"I am so old! I have clearly received the grace and blessing of the God Ancestor, but my concentrated attack failed to achieve any success."

One of the old men in a simple knight's robe sighed, holding a gun in one hand and a bow in the other. The arrow just now was obviously his work.

"We meet again, Lord Qinghui."

At the head of the Steel Guardians is the youngest-looking Mephis.

The ends of her beautiful sky-blue hair curved at her shoulders. The knight girl's pretty face was slightly flushed, revealing a charming and elegant smile. She waved briskly to Westhead.

But those indigo eyes were so fanatical that they almost burst into tangible flames.

The snow-white, slim-fitting corseted knight's dress perfectly sets off her tall and sexy figure, while a bright silver belt embellished with silver wings and long sword patterns fits neatly around her graceful and flexible waist.

Without even wearing armor, Mephis didn't look like someone going to the battlefield. Instead, she looked like one of those pretentious noble ladies in the empire, wearing heroic military uniforms for a picnic.

However, Westhead did not despise them at all. He lowered his eyes slightly, glanced at a few people, and said:

"It seems that you have already received the blessing. Good, this is challenging. Otherwise it would be too boring."

The blood blessed by the Knight God is enough to strengthen the Yonglan Knight to an incredible level in a short period of time, even to a level above legend.

In short, the numbers will inflate greatly, and Westhead can no longer crush them mindlessly. Some operation is required.

"Oh? You actually knew this? Although it's not a completely secret thing, people outside of the [Heart of Mist] shouldn't know about it. Let me think about it, you seem to have known the rules of the Steel Guardian from the very beginning."

Mavis stroked the corner of his lips with a white finger and tilted his head and said:
"But now that you know that we have been granted the divine ancestor, you still resolutely launch the pilgrimage to claim the throne. This seems a bit foolish."

"If you give up your ambitions because you are worried about difficulties, how can you claim the throne with such a cowardly act?"

Westhead was not too worried. The strengthening effect of the blessed blood of the Knight God could be unlimited, but the human body had its limits. Even if there were unlimited treasures, their improvement would be very limited.

At most, it can change from a crushing situation to a evenly matched situation, but simply having the same numerical values ​​is not enough.

After all, my [Soul Burning Skill]/[Cursed Blood]/[Withered Glory Sun]/[Dragon Soul Furnace]...will never lose!
“Hahahahaha! That’s it, that’s how it should be!”

Mavis laughed wildly upon hearing this, lifted up his hair in front of his forehead, and said:

"This kind of generosity and pride is what it means to be a king. But this alone is not enough to gain recognition. Lord Qinghui, let us fight, let us kill! Then, defeat us."

"If you can!!"

"Don't be anxious, because I'm more anxious than you."

Westhead looked at Mavis, who was about to lose control of his fighting spirit, and said lightly.

Afterwards, Lord Qinghui turned around and looked at his own legendary fighters who had arrived.

Either as the incarnation of thundercloud or as the running wolves, Resia and Myvana, who were far away, came to Westhead in a few breaths.

Leixia turned the sword and spear in her hand a few times, and Cangtong looked at Mephis and others carefully, and said:
"Are they the Steel Guardians? It seems that way."

"They are guards blessed by the God Ancestor. If we defeat them, Mr. Weiss will become the Knight King."

Compared to the indifference of the white-haired dragon girl, Myvana, as a Knight of the Eternal Storm, could better understand the significance of the Guardian of Steel. She clamped the silver sword and wiped the blood off it, looking solemnly at these predecessors of the [Heart of Storm].

"Well, it's just right for one person to deal with two, so there shouldn't be any problem, right?"

Westhead was not so arrogant as to challenge all opponents alone. He always knew his own limitations. If he was an ordinary legend, fighting one against five would be a big deal. However, the Steel Guardian in the blessed state was still too arrogant.

Especially Mephis, he felt a thorn in his side from the knight girl.

Considering her original record of being able to repel the [Heaven-Devouring Wave], she was obviously a level behind her colleagues.

Both the white-haired dragon lady and the wolf-eared girl are T0 warriors. Even if they cannot crush the great knight endowed with divine blood, they can surely win if they try their best. Westhead still has trust in this.

As for Uther? Putting aside whether the other party was willing to fight for him, even in a battle of this level, it would be difficult for the Black Knight to win. Westhead would not ask him to fight a battle that was bound to be lost.

"The princess of the empire who has dragon blood, and Viona's orc disciple?"

Ankhius stroked his white beard and said, "I used to have a relationship with Viona, but I still can't bear to attack her students. It just so happens that the powerful Dragonborn is an enemy I have never faced before."

"You are so cunning, old man. You have chosen the opponent who is most worthy of defeat right away. Ah, there is no other way. Let me meet Viona's favorite disciple."

"Don't be ridiculous, let's fight quickly and do our best. This is not a competition, but a mission."

Listening to the conversation of the great knights, Leixia snorted coldly, and with a slight shake of her arm, pure dragon thunder wrapped around her sword and spear. Without saying a word, she threw out the Spear of Sunshine, which collided with the steel arrow shot instantly by Ankhius.

The next moment, the thundercloud incarnation carried her figure and the two great knights away to a distance, and the collapsing thunder swept violently across the snow.

"Please enlighten me."

Myvana was much more polite, performing the chivalric salute before assuming a dueling stance.

"Come here, let me see how much the [Sword of Star Lake] has taught you, and whether you have disgraced the name of your teacher!"

The Great Knight of Storm Heart took the lead, gathering strength for a moment, and then dashed away like a flash of light, crashing into the sharp edge of Myvana's silver sword. The huge and terrifying kinetic energy caused the latter to slide hundreds of meters away.

They all deliberately kept their distance, leaving the battlefield to the remaining two people.

"It seems that Lord Qinghui has chosen me as his opponent?"

Mephis saw that the battle had begun, but he still bowed slowly and said to Westhead:
"I'd like to state in advance that I have received the most blessings and am the opponent you should defeat personally. Only you can defeat me."

"I can see that."

Westhead said calmly: "Leshia and Myvana will definitely win in the end, but I won't let them help. This battle is just you and me."

"In fact, it doesn't matter if you help me. My followers are also part of the king's power, but it's best if you can think of it."

Mavis nodded and said, "Because I don't like being disturbed, let's talk while we fight."

The knight girl lifted her hair beside her ear. In the wind and snow, her sky-blue hair almost blended into the white fluff.

Mephis picked up the knight's silver sword in his hand. Almost every great knight's silver sword was different, and her silver sword was a typical two-handed greatsword.

"call--"

She exhaled softly and gripped the hilt of the greatsword. The sharp blade covered half of her cheek. A pale air current appeared out of nowhere and wrapped around the greatsword, giving it a layer of storm coat.

Then, Mavis swung her sword straight down, and her figure seemed to jump out of the frame, crossing the distance, and she arrived in front of Westhead almost at the same time, and the storm on the sword hit her in the face.

Westhead originally wanted to strike first, but Mephis could accumulate power faster, so Lord Qinghui simply switched from offense to defense, concentrating all his attention and preparing to take the next attack first to test his quality.

"Den-"

The clash between Yingsheng and the silver sword unleashed a raging storm and flowing fire, instantly evaporating and sublimating the surrounding snow and rock formations.

"!!!"

The moment the weapons met, Lord Qinghui felt something was wrong. The power transmitted from Mephis's sword, the faint tearing sensation in his knuckles, and the raging storm like a sharp blade all told him a cruel reality.

I can't even gain an advantage in terms of numbers.

"What? No way!"

Westhead was surprised and said the most ridiculous line: "You opened it?!"

Westhead had been prepared for Mavis to be strengthened to an exaggerated degree, but he never expected him to be this strong.

I was in a state with full buffs, but I almost couldn't take Mavis' attack.

Mavis exerted force with a half-smile, "Hmm? Sir Westhead, are you surprised?"

Westhead's eyes were solemn. He took a step back first, then pointed at Mavis and said righteously:
"Turn it off, it's boring. I've been playing Yonglan Knight for so long, what haven't I seen? I dare say that no one knows knights better than me!"

"Under normal circumstances, any great knight of the legendary rank cannot deal this kind of damage after receiving the blessing. You know exactly how much you have adjusted!"

"Ah, is that so?"

The blue-haired knight girl tilted her head and smiled:
"I'm sorry, this is my first time receiving a blessing, and I don't know how much this gift can strengthen me. Maybe I am too compatible with the blood of the God Ancestor?"

Mephis's beautiful indigo eyes were filled with ecstasy, and he moved his fingers:

"This is not my own power, but it does not matter. My mission of having such great power is just to test the king. Lord Qinghui, I will not hold back until the winner is decided."

It feels numb.

Westhead originally thought that he would be the first to prepare for the Age of Conflict, and that he would be invincible for a long period of time before the up-and-coming talents grew up. However, no matter how good his thoughts were, he overlooked the legacy of the gods in the mortal world, which would be difficult to fade away in a short time.

It is worthy of being the foundation of a country of order. Even a country as special as Yonglan is difficult to conquer easily.

But... this is also good.

The boiling fighting spirit flowed up from his veins, and Westhead's mouth corners unconsciously raised slightly.

"I won't hold back either. Although I don't want to kill you, please don't die."

Mavis crossed his arms and uttered a few words: "It's okay. If you can do it, please ravage me as much as you want. I really want it!"

"Then as you wish."

Westhead lowered his knees slightly and activated the [Soul Burning Technique]. Suddenly, scarlet cracks spread along his arms.

The next moment, he fought with Mephis again.

"Boom-"

The dull sound caused the air to vibrate into endless ripples, like ripples on the surface of a lake, and the ear-piercing tremor swept across the surroundings.

This was a truly evenly matched battle, with shadows and silver swords intertwining and colliding, shining sparks and bursts of magic power rising and falling, and both sides restrained their energy to the extreme, causing almost no damage to the surrounding environment, and even their figures did not fly across, standing almost motionless in the same place.

"Swish swish swish——"

The dense sounds of breaking through the air even connected into a whole section. The afterimages left by the rapid thrusts and slashes were so fast that they looked like static.

However, even in this exaggeratedly high-speed battle, the two were communicating. To be more precise, it was Mephis who wanted to talk:
"Sir Westhead, I am curious, if you become the Knight King of Yonglan, besides taking over my foolish sister's last wish and bringing some changes to this country, what else do you want to do?"

(End of this chapter)