Eight’s Crown

2020-12-01

  Chapter 888 The back hand and the back hand of the back hand   " Hoo...huh ..."

Amakusa Shiro stepped back a few steps, and then slowly calmed up the beating heart, and even the rhythm of breathing was almost disrupted.

At that moment, if it hadn’t been for the mortal crisis that his mind had made him aware of, he had retreated subconsciously, and now maybe it’s all split up and in pieces, it’s completely history, and it’s back to the seat of heroic spirits. .

It's too ridiculous!

It was just a trick, he almost returned to Yellow Springs.

How big is the gap between the two sides in martial arts?

This is simply not a little bit short, but close to one dimension, there is no comparison between the two!

If it is just a trick, he can still avoid it with his heart and eyes, but after a long battle, he will inevitably appear a weak spot, when the time comes most of the nine deaths and still alive.

In other words, if he only relies on hand-to-hand combat, he is impossible to be Lucia's opponent.

"...Wonderful. With just a stab, my confidence was almost wiped out."

Amakusa Shiro barely calmed down, and the look in Lucia's eyes had changed. I was extremely jealous.

"Sword technique like this, even a great and famous swordsman in history, no, even a sword saint, I am afraid it is too much!"

His eyes are still the same Locked on Lucia.

But unlike the beginning to stir before, he was watching Lucia's movements this time. The idea of ​​hands-on has disappeared. I only hope that Lucia will not come close suddenly.

"The eyesight is not bad."

Lucia's indifferent nodded, "My sword technique is indeed the realm of sword saint, and it is the same as Miyamoto Musashi, Sasaki Kojiro, and Yanagyu Mongju. All of the characters have played against each other and most of them can win."

The corner of Amakusa Shiro's eyes twitched slightly.

The names he reported are all known to the islanders, and none of them is a sword dao powerhouse in the realm of sword saint or sword saint.

Compared with the realm Swordsman, a character like him who has only experienced the battlefield for a few months is simply the difference between the light of firefly and the radiance of Haoyue.

"What then? Is there any other means?"

Lucia looked at Amakusa Shiro on the opposite side indifferently, and continued to open the mouth and said: "If not, then you I’m almost ready to return to the seat of the heroic spirit."

The sword of no peony is indeed a must-have Demon Sword, yes, but the only weakness is that the coverage is too small and can only cover Only where the point of the sword reaches.

Otherwise, with that sword just now, Amakusa Shiro would be dead now.

"...Indeed, I am willing to take advantage of martial arts, even if there is no physical difference, I am not your opponent."

Amakusa Shiro hearing this, could not help but sighed slightly, but then he A very faint smile appeared on his face again, "Unfortunately, I do still have a back hand."

"Choke—!"

The moment he finished talking with such a smile, suddenly, several consecutive purple chains appeared from all directions, like a serpentine snake, spreading towards Lucia's neck and limbs.

“clang! ”

“clang! ”

“clang! ”

Lucia backhanded several knives and slashed out.

Obviously there is no problem with the force, but in this special space, he can't even arouse a word of sword qi. He can only use the tip of the sword to pick up all the chains in the four directions, and then make a knife. Cut it off.

The so-called space without the laws of power and speed means that the sword qi, which is inspired by the speed of force, does not exist here from the root.

Of course, compared to this, the more important thing is—

"This chain...is the Assassin of Red?"

Lucia lifts the head, looked in the direction of Shiro Amakusa.

"Exactly."

A very familiar figure emerged from nothing beside Amakusa Shiro, and responded proudly to Lucia.

The long black hair, luxurious dress, exquisite and charming face, golden vertical pupils and elf-like pointed ears, as well as the deadly smile on her face like poppies, all symbolize With her identity.

Semiramis.

She unexpectedly appeared here with Amakusa Shiro?

"hmph hmph hmph hmph! More than that!"

After Semiramis appeared, Shiro Amakusa reappears with a slightly rough voice.

Immediately afterwards, another one silhouette appeared beside him.

"And my generation is here too!"

That was a middle-aged man with short brown hair and a big back, a well-groomed beard on his chin. Wearing a dark green dress for men, holding a classic book with a red cover in his hands.

At this moment, he was looking down at what was written in the Earth Book, and his expression was very excited.

The first impression is like a gentleman, but it looks crazy.

"Shakespeare...so that's how it is, the Red Caster?"

Lucia glanced at him, and found his true body in Chaldean memory.

It is said that he is famous and he is indeed famous. This guy is the history of English literature, and even the entire world. There are very good and one of the few writers in the history of literature. He has created many famous articles throughout his life until modern times. All spread widely.

This guy was also summoned out in Chaldea, so Lucia knew him.

Although this guy has a high literary literacy, he is essentially an ordinary person who can't understand magic, and he belongs to the type with basically no battle strength.

In this way, Lucia understands why Semiramis ignored the Caster of the Red. If Caster of the Red was Shakespeare, then it really cannot be included in the selection of available people. .

"Oh oh!!! I am so grateful! My generation has never been on the stage, even without a single line, but can be remembered by the actors. There is nothing more suitable for being a playwright. It's something!"

As a playwright, his words and deeds are full of the expressive desire of a stage performer, and his expressions and actions are extremely exaggerated.

"I brought Semiramis and Shakespeare into this Great Saint Cup."

Amakusa Shiro calmly interrupted Shakespeare’s performance. Then some regretful sighed, "It's a pity that the other heroes don't seem to trust me, so they can only bring their souls in."

"By the way, our generation is dead. In the aftermath of the self-destruct of the sky garden!"

Shakespeare inserted like a needle, and then a strange smile appeared on his face.

"And in fact, we don’t trust the Master, just think it would be fun to follow him. From start to finish, we trust the Master, only this one empress Your Majesty!"

He laughed so badly, he was a beating, and he didn't know what the smile on his face was implying.

"Choke!"

The purple chain suddenly appeared behind him, unceremoniously locking his neck.

"If you dare to talk more, I will cut you up now!"

Semiramis cast a killing intent towards Shakespeare, all at all It's not like a joke.

Amakusa Shiro stood there, some of them didn't know what to say, so they had to keep smiling.

(End of this chapter)