My Heroic Life

However, in any case, they had prevented Roland, who was already lacking in combat power, from the trouble. It stands to reason that the youth should rush to join hands against the enemy at this time, but the intuition in their hearts kept him here.

He raised his head and looked at the flame above the sky.

That is the instinct to face a strong enemy.

Chapter 123 Up and Down the Battlefield

Ten thousand meters away, the eyes of the two strongest men and the mysterious are facing each other. At the same time, both aspects change.

However, unlike Roland’s dignity and vigilance, Isaac on the offensive side had no scruples. He showed a belligerent smile and pointed his sword at the headquarters of the Tribunal, so the sky seemed to bloom like a red lotus, and flowed like lava, crimson. His magical rays penetrated the barrier and shot directly at the young man with long black hair who was watching him.

"Be careful!"

Siegfei and Beowulf, who had originally arranged a defense mission nearby, roared at the same time, but they were too late to stop them. The magic reaction came so suddenly, like light, and there was no way to hide without anticipation.

Faced with a blow that is comparable to a treasure, Roland no longer hides his clumsiness. His power stimulates the golden pupils to light up, and the endless bondage of magic power is wrapped around the crimson rays from everywhere in the sky. When he walks in front of the youth, it has become A faint flame that can be blocked by a finger.

Ziegfei and Beowulf, who were about to come, had a pause. At the same time, they felt Roland's strength. While shocked, they also immediately understood that he probably retained his strength in normal times. Siegfei was pleased with the strength of his friends. A rare smile.

Now the four girls should not be able to beat him to death.

Beowulf scratched his head. He didn't care much about the use of magic power. On the contrary, muscle fighting would arouse his interest.

In their respective thoughts, the youth broke the silence.

"Siegfei, Beowulf, the headquarters will be handed over to you."

He showed the two of them the flames flying on his fingertips and smiled: "I received the invitation and I am going to go to the appointment."

"Well, leave it to me."

"Haha, fight, just go."

After bidding farewell to the two guards, Roland flew up, his eyes were constantly getting higher, and he saw Altria in the distant sky. The King of Lan seemed to be beating a young man wearing gold and silver. She turned her head. Seeing Roland, he seemed to want to follow up, but saw the man shook his head and stopped.

Altria thought for a moment, and finally gave up the choice of following Roland to fight the enemy above. She could feel that the man on the huge ship in the clouds was very strong, and he should be the culprit of this incident. It is obviously bad for him to act on his behalf, which will damage his prestige.

"It seems I can only beat you."

"???"

I figured it out intellectually, but still emotionally unhappy, the King of Arashi turned around and watched the embarrassed enemy go into battle again.

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In the night sky, above the semi-circular city barrier, Roland and the red-haired man confronted each other at the same level, and they were fighting with each other.

"Oh? As they said, you are indeed a formidable opponent. I finally understand why they are so wary of you."

Isaac felt the pressure from his body and smiled at the young man.

"Have you never used all your strength?"

"what?"

"Whether it was before or now, you have never used your full strength, otherwise your subordinates would not panic and want to protect you."

"..."

Roland frowned in confusion as he heard Isaac's words. He really didn't know what his intentions were.

"If you don't answer, I know that I have fought against the pharaoh of Egypt many times. Even if he is among the best in the heroic spirits, he hasn't brought me this feeling."

"Is Ramses II..."

"Yes, that's the troublesome guy who has the sun boat and the sphinx herd, the pyramid can amplify the electric ball, and can't kill in the temple. It is miserable to worship him for the front line. I originally thought it was human. The most powerful fighter, but..."

The tall man with red hair squinted his eyes and looked forward. In the dark night, Roland was floating in the air, and his golden eyes looked at him indifferently.

"If he is the top warrior of Renri, then you are probably a monster created by Renri. It's hard to imagine the era when you and the old undead ruled one side."

"Huh? Who are you talking about?"

Isaac's words made Roland feel a strong sense of disobedience. He asked aloud, and the red-haired man who heard the words made a leaky expression.

"Ah, in that case, you don't seem to have grasped the news of Walklord's return. Haha, I'm missing something here, but forget it, we are a rival faction with him."

Isaac sold important information about his country without any guilt, but Roland on the opposite side was struck by lightning.

"Impossible! How could he be alive? I did kill him then!"

The young man remembered the Judgment Day decades ago. On that day, he really killed all the enemies. As the key revenge target, the chief priest Walklord was naturally less likely to fall. He was definitely dead on that day.

Is that the opposite man lying?Roland glanced at Isaac, and shook his head insignificantly.

This man is obviously a straight-forward soldier character, bold and straightforward. Although he is an enemy, Roland has a good impression of him, and his status, strength and self-esteem do not allow him to tell unnecessary lies before a decisive battle with the enemy.

"A hostile faction? Then can you tell me when and how did he come alive?"

"The time is about the same as you. I don't know how to do it. Why not ask you?"

Isaac’s words aroused Roland’s contemplation. During the dialogue between the two, hundreds of soldiers of the Fire Giants on Najirfa jumped out of the hull and landed in the barrier. After passing through the barrier, their bodies While falling in the sky, thick smoke came out, like hundreds of meteorites hitting Paris.

In the flames, their bodies swelled, and their bodies entangled in flames. When they landed, they were already a monster like a famous fire giant. At the same time, Najirfa lowered the height of the outer city barrier and opened the cabin. Which gushes out.

The frost giants occupy the majority of the monster group. Under the command of the priests, they smashed into a corner of the enchantment, and engulfed the monsters of other species to rush into the city. With the buffer time of the enchantment, the court troops Begin to deploy the defenses urgently, and a sniper battle of monsters in the demon world is about to start.

"Then, let's start too."

In the night sky, Isaac saw that his deployment had been completed, and his long sword turned red again. He knew that although the battlefield below was progressing smoothly, if he was defeated here, the final result would still be defeat, and vice versa.

Regardless of the sky or the ground, it is a battle that cannot be lost for the two of them. Failure means losing everything.

Roland retracted his thoughts, he stretched out his hand and held it lightly, the white light flickered and condensed into a sword, and the two stars, one white and one red, collided in the night sky.

Chapter 124 Differences in Ideas

What is a duel between masters?In the eyes of many ordinary people who are not familiar with martial arts, the battle between the heroic spirits is the bombardment of treasures. Whose sword is brighter and whose light wave is thicker is basically who wins.

Of course, this is not completely unreasonable. When dealing with monsters, this kind of military or city treasure does have an advantage, but when confronted with people, they are often useless, because they are too late to be released. .

This is not the world of the game, and there is no concept of blood tank blood volume. On the real battlefield, instead of standing stupidly and holding big moves, it is better to go straight to the knife, because few people can be indifferent after a knife here. In fact, the side that is injured first on the battlefield is often the loser.

Just like Roland and Isaac who are fighting in the sky at this time, both of them are fierce and fierce characters who fought in the dead. There was no rookie mistake in their battle, and Isaac did not. Roland didn't play anything empty-handed when he was doing something stupid like being a giant. The nerves of both sides were tightened to the extreme, and his strength was also compressed again and again.

The long sword in Isaac's hand was as dazzling as the sun at this time, emitting unmeasurable light and heat. As a result, the moisture in the nearby air began to evaporate, and the light blade in Roland's hand was also as bright as a star. It is hard to imagine how much magic power it was. Condensed.

At this time, the red-haired man swung his sword and slashed, the sun-like blade hit the starlight blade, and bits of debris collided and shattered from where the two swords struck each other. As the wind drifted away, the power broke away and turned into the air. Magic bombs exploded violently, and the roar continued, and the whole of Paris was shrouded in the light and shadow of the two fighting.