Heart of the Castle

Chapter 863 Berserk, Black Sun, and Kamui
For Ramsdong, the mad warrior lord, the victory or defeat of Tarlon Fortress has nothing to do with him. The abyss lord has his own troubles to deal with.As the Abyssal Lord Amur Hydras once guessed, the flame jump-the talent of the abyssal demon's talent teleportation magic-can indeed play a very important role in the battle, but once the flaw is caught, the result will be It can also be called deadly.

The black lines of the two plane faults converged on the body, and after a while of spinning, Ramsdong's body was thrown high, and then fell heavily on the icy ground.The sound of cracking was endless, and he felt that his body had broken at least a dozen hard and sharp things, and finally fell in the middle of a clump of frozen spikes like a forest of knives and swords.

Although there were pains all over his body, Ramsdong, the Berserker Lord, couldn't be said to be in a bad mood.Teleportation magic has never been known for being safe, especially when it is deliberately disturbed.Not being thrown into the endless void of nothingness, nor encountering the turbulence of time and space that even legendary powerhouses cannot escape, Ramsdong even felt that he must have been favored by the great will of the abyss today.

The Berserker Lord held the strongest ice spear in front of him, stood up vigorously, and then checked his physical condition.It didn't look too bad. When falling from the sky, Ramston's huge body broke an unknown number of ice thorns that were stronger than steel, but apart from some scratches that were almost negligible, there was not a single place that made it worse. He truly felt the painful trauma.

The only thing that made Ramstone feel troublesome was that he found that the place he was in was definitely not the main plane, nor an abyss plane he was familiar with.The land is barren and desolate, and it is still covered by thick ice and snow. There are no traces of animal activities, not even plants. It is surrounded by a cold gray mist, and there are only endless blue and white ice thorns standing on the ground.

Ramstone tried to gather his original strength, and the black Fiercefire rose from his feet, and the ice thorns around him melted, turning into black sewage and flowing freely, leaving an ugly scar like a scar on the ground .

The flow of power was not hindered, which made Ramsdong heave a sigh of relief, but he immediately noticed the weird rules of this plane. The Berserker Demon clan has always been known for their tenacious vitality, but Ramsdong actually felt that his The vitality is rapidly losing at a vaguely detectable speed!
This plane is actually completely dead, and it is extremely unfriendly to any creature with vitality.Ramsdong, the mad warrior lord, let out a heavy breath, gathered up the power-consuming Abyss Fiercefire Domain, and began to use his privilege as the lord of the Abyss plane to communicate with his own plane.

The connection between the plane lord and the plane is very subtle, no matter how far the distance is, this special connection cannot be completely blocked.After concentrating for a few minutes, an unclear coordinate slowly emerged in the mind of the mad warrior Lord Ramsdon.

A gleam of joy flashed across Ramstone's face. As long as this coordinate is stabilized, he can use it to cast the magic of plane teleportation and return to his home in the Abyss Demon Realm.As for the outcome of the war... that's not important anymore. Even if the great lord of the abyss, Amur Hydras, has already ignited the divine fire, Ramstone still doesn't believe that he can turn the tide, especially when he has to face the young regent of the Kingdom of Arthur. when.

Just when the coordinates of the plane gradually changed from blurred to clear, a particularly cold breath of death blew in front of him, making Ramsdong involuntarily shiver, and suddenly appeared in a trance that shouldn't be there.The connection to the abyss plane was immediately interrupted, and the coordinates of that plane disappeared.

"Gods be damned!" Ramsdong, the Lord of Berserker, raised his head angrily, his blood-red eyes filled with frightening flames of fury, "Who is it? Who is trying to anger the Great Lord of Berserker La Mustang! You will regret it!"

"You can't just leave like this, Ramston, there is still an unfinished contest between us." A dull reply came from the gray sky, followed by countless ferocious The throne composed of skeletons slowly descended.Those skeletons all opened their sharp white teeth, grinning grinningly at Ramsdong, the Berserker Lord, while making an ominous clicking sound.

Ramstone couldn't help but took a step back, and the Fiercefire Domain of the Abyss re-opened, driving out the cold and dead atmosphere from around him. "This disgusting smell... is the accuser?" He sniffled suspiciously, and then bumped his fists heavily in front of him, making a loud noise that shook the sky. "Don't play these silly tricks, the Lord of Berserker Ramsdong is willing to accept the challenge, but the opponent can't be a guy who hides his head and tail!"

The skeletons that make up the throne suddenly spread out and turned into countless dark green balls of light lingering in the sky. A familiar figure in thick black armor appeared in front of Ramsdon, with a red cloak fluttering behind his shoulders and a fistful of light in his right hand. The giant sword that ordinary people need both hands to hold is better than the bright light of the midnight starry sky dancing endlessly on the dark blade.

"In that case, I—Rodriguez, the Black Sun of the Cursed World, challenge you—the Lord of Berserker Ramsdong!"

A steady, deadly voice echoed under the gray sky like rolling thunder.A sharp ray of light flashed in the ferocious blood eyes of the mad warrior Lord Ramston, and the fire waves formed in the Abyss Fierce Fire domain rose again, completely enveloping his huge body nearly eight meters high.

"We finally met again, Rodriguez." Ramsdong said each word, with vigilance and apprehension in his tone, "Since the confrontation in the city of Dirk, I have been I am no longer looking forward to this day. The humiliation you gave me in defeat will be rewarded a hundredfold immediately!"

"Me too, Ramston." Sir Rodriguez replied calmly. At the same time, he slowly raised the star iron giant sword, and for the first time, the catastrophic fighting spirit broke out without any scruples, and the gray-black air wave rolled and spread. , dyed everything around it in the color of death. "Life is inherently mortal, even the Lord of the Abyss is no exception. Let my sword point guide you to a shortcut and lead you to the end of the path faster!"

"It's not that easy!" Ramsdong roared and stretched out his right hand, "I will tear your arrogance and dignity apart, and let your soul be burned by the flames of the abyss forever!" A thunderbolt and lightning shot out from his palm , forming a giant sword with countless tiny electric lights jumping on the blade. Even if this giant sword is held in the hands of the eight-meter-tall Berserk Lord, the size cannot be said to be small, and the blade is covered with tiny dark symbols. text, the edges are completely horribly jagged, so sharp that it is impossible to stare at them.

Sir Roddrigues nodded solemnly, "Then come on, devil."

In the next moment, the electric giant sword and the star iron giant sword clashed fiercely in the air, the speed of swinging was jaw-dropping, and the bursting red and black light spots scattered like heavy rain, illuminating a corner of this dead and dark world.

In the past hundreds of thousands of years, no demon—or other powerful creature—has been able to surpass the Lord of War in a confrontation of pure strength, not even Dariga, the dragon king of burning.Although Sir Rodriguez is a powerful legendary knight of condemnation, he can't ignore the huge difference in body. In the first round of head-to-head confrontation, every time the two swords clashed fiercely, he had to take half a step back. Ramsdong's last full blow made his body sway even more, almost losing his balance.

The giant electric sword roared and swept over again. This time, Sir Rodriguez chose a flexible fighting method, jumped away from the giant sword with brisk steps, and then swung the sword backhand, blocking the ensuing attacks.

The Lord of Berserker Ramston opened his huge mouth capable of swallowing a whole war horse, and let out a series of wild laughter that seemed to be roaring. The laughter of Berserk Demon can make those who are not strong-willed feel fear from the bottom of their hearts. And Ramstone added the power of the dark origin into it, and the burst of laughter could completely destroy the defenses of well-trained knights and warriors.

Sir Rodriguez could not be regarded as a human being, except for a very small part of his mind, there were still warm memories, that is, complete coldness and indifference.The dark green undead flame suddenly ignited behind the skull-shaped visor, and the giant iron sword of the stars rose from bottom to top, shaking away the giant sword of electric light lying on Ramsdong's chest, and the dark sword light Flicking over, chopped off a sharp horn full of weird textures.

The Lord of Berserker's laughter faltered and was replaced by a roar of both horror and anger. However, before his lightning giant sword had time to change from a defensive posture to an offensive posture, Sir Rodriguez's body suddenly slammed Falling down, walking left and right, the star iron giant sword attacked again and again, launching a series of delicate and sharp stabs and slashes.

As early as the old Ston, Sir Rodriguez's swordsmanship was already well-known. If he hadn't mastered the power of fighting spirit, the strongest knights under Viscount Lane could not be counted as Herbert and Will. Puth, the two great knights, grew up.Even Earl Ansair, the sheriff of the northern county and the sword dancer, came here admiringly. After some competitions, he was full of praise and admiration for Knight Ston's swordsmanship. He thought that if the factor of grudge was removed, The title of the number one swordsman in the northern region should really fall on the head of Knight Ston.

The Lord of War, Ramsdon, had experienced countless bloody battles in his long life, but he never imagined that someone could use a two-handed giant sword so delicately, let alone witnessed or personally experienced it.In terms of strength, he still has the advantage, and the confrontation between the Abyss Fiercefire Domain and the Havoc Dou Qi is not a disadvantage, but now the person who is retreating step by step has become Ramsdong.

The electric light giant sword whizzed and waved frantic light and shadow, seemingly forming an airtight defense, but the star iron giant sword always found cracks and flaws with ease.The Lord of Berserker uttered vicious curses, but the star iron giant sword took the opportunity to sweep across his abdomen, leaving a light bloodstain, and at the same time forced him to continue to retreat.

Sir Rodriguez calmly maintained his offensive posture, every slash and assassination of the star iron giant sword was perfect, tearing Ramston's defense precisely and effectively.

The electric light giant sword parried the continuous offensive of the star iron giant sword again and again, but each time it seemed more reluctant than the last time.Sir Rodriguez was not blindly attacking. Every movement and turn of his made himself face the dead corner of Ramston's defense, forcing the huge Berserker Lord to turn accordingly, and the possibility of counterattack also became less. become more obscure.

Of course, the Lord of War has never systematically studied swordsmanship, and the abyssal demons almost all fight by instinct, but his strength is terrifying and his movements are exceptionally quick, which can completely make up for his lack of moves.However, in the battle with Sir Rodriguez, this weakness, which could hardly be called a weakness, was magnified countless times, and finally made Ramstone completely lose the chance of victory.

The star iron giant sword stabbed again from a tricky angle, and Ramsdong blocked the sword at the risk of spraining his wrist.What he didn't expect was that Sir Rodriguez exerted all his strength in this confrontation. Amidst the loud clang and burst of flames, the giant iron sword of the stars shook the giant sword of lightning away, and the dark The blade of his sword pierced deeply into the ribs of the Berserker Lord, and the catastrophe fighting spirit immediately turned the red-black skin near the wound into a terrible gray-white, and exuded a strong smell of corruption.

Ramstone let out a painful roar, and swung his left fist viciously at the Scourge Knight's head.Sir Rodriguez had withdrawn his sword wisely and backed away before that, and the violent fist wind swept across his face shield, making a piercing sound like the howling of a ghost.

"It's a pity, I can almost bring this battle to an early end." Sir Rodriguez tapped the ground beside his feet with his star iron giant sword, and raised his eyes with a half-smile, "Your Majesty Ramston, You could have been more relaxed, as long as you reacted a little slower just now, you can enjoy permanent peace and tranquility now."

"Go to your peace and tranquility!" The Berserker Lord cursed, and then vigilantly blocked the electric sword in front of him, lowered his head, and quickly inspected his injuries.The first thing he saw was dark purple blood, but not much. The liquid that flowed from the wound was completely viscous and off-white. Slime flowing out of the flesh.

"Corruption flash festers and heals sores..." The Lord of Berserker shook his head in disbelief, "Is this the original power of that disgusting guy Anliot?"

"The filthy soul of the corrupt lord Anliott has been completely destroyed." Sir Rodriguez replied in a stern tone, "As for power, the return of corruption to the earth is the original intention of death, and catastrophe fighting spirit can also cause such incurable injuries .”

The Berserker Lord clenched his teeth, forced himself to swallow a groan, and then inserted his thick fingers into the wound, where he touched a broken rib, and couldn't help trembling in pain.But he didn't retract his fingers, but forcibly aligned the fractured ribs, and then summoned a trace of Abyss Fiercefire.

The fiery flames of the abyss sizzled the rotten flesh of the wound. The Scourge Knight leaned on the hilt of his sword with both hands, and stared at the trembling body of the Berserker Lord with dark green eyes. Very tenacious, but the catastrophe grudge is not so easy to be expelled, you really have no problem, can you continue to fight?"

"I...Of course...I can!" Ramstone replied through gritted teeth. He supported the ground with his thick arms and stood up vigorously. The wound under his ribs burst into severe pain, which was almost unbearable. Mustong's chest was already filled with fiery anger, and the pain just happened to motivate him and inject new strength into his body.

"Sir Rodriguez, you didn't dismiss me so easily! Let's...continue."

"Continue? But I have won just now." Sir Rodriguez did not raise the star iron giant sword, but slowly returned it to the scabbard, "Your Majesty Ramston, I think you should also admit this One point, is there any point in fighting again?"

"I... was indeed at a disadvantage, and... I was injured." The Lord of the Berserker admitted reluctantly, "But this does not mean that I have lost. No one can be sure about the outcome of the battle until the last moment." !"

"No, the result is completely certain." Sir Rodriguez pushed up the skull-shaped visor, revealing a surprisingly pale, but still handsome face, "In front of the Scourge Knights, I have already You have no chance when you are seriously injured!"

The sound of heavy horseshoes came from the ground, and it sounded like a large army was approaching.The mad warrior Lord Ramstone turned his head in shock, just in time to see billows of smoke and dust rising from the left and right sides at the same time. Hundreds of heavily armed black armored knights were charging towards them on horseback from a few kilometers away. Powerful, it has even touched the edge of sanctification of vindictiveness known as the threshold of legend.

"Your Majesty Ramston, do you still think you have a chance of winning?" Sir Rodriguez said calmly.

"This...isn't fair!" Ramstone replied hoarsely, and then gasped in pain, moaning uncontrollably.Under the scorching fire of the abyss, the damage caused by the catastrophe fighting spirit was indeed contained, but it was not able to be expelled, but stubbornly lingered on the wound. "Sir Rodriguez, this is not a fair duel!"

"Indeed." Sir Rodriguez nodded and admitted, "but for the invaders from the Demonic Abyss, fairness is so extravagant that I am simply stingy with it." He then raised his right hand, the palm flickering With a gloomy havoc, the voice was extraordinarily ruthless, "Now I have a very simple choice for you, Your Majesty Ramsdong, surrender or die!"

(End of this chapter)