In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

Emperor Gou died again, lying on the ground with his back to the sky, a puddle of blood was gradually spreading from under his body, but fortunately, his body did not turn into particles, and he did not really die.

Mordred, who was in a panic, was dodging the attack not far away. The great sword blocked the opponent's weapon, but an extremely evil mental wave was gathering.

"The magic power is so low, how can there be such a strong mental power attack?" As an expert, Medea's face changed drastically, and she couldn't figure out how the black heroic spirit did it, but before she could think about it, the violent blast blew The skirts are lifted up.

boom!

No one reacted, an afterimage flew across the sky and went straight to Mordred's direction, and the knight couldn't deal with the loud noise coming from behind his head, a fatal attack was about to strike.

'Must die! '

Mordred didn't need his ancestral intuition, and he could tell that the remaining magic power couldn't be blocked, and it didn't matter how many powerful enemies came.

The flow of time became extremely slow, and the exhausted Mordred couldn't think too much, so he could only face the fake, holding his big sword high!

Facing the oncoming breath of death without any wavering or confusion, the bear child's thoughts are extremely simple:

At least!Another strong enemy for that guy!

The blade was about to be cut off in a few tenths of a second, but at this moment, Mordred felt his eyes go dark, and when he came back to his senses, there was a familiar figure standing in front of him.

"Ro..."

"Kill yourself in front of me! 【The Fire of Liaoyuan】!"

Before Mordred cheered, the spiritual impact of Salieri the Black poured out and all hit Rosen.

As if the actual malice was coming at him, Rosen remained motionless as if he had been hit by a hold spell, and several layers of halos flashed on his body, as if he was resisting the mental shock.

"I can't imagine that the technology of making counterfeit monsters has reached this level? Give up everything and increase the specific strength."

The intensity of the evil thought was beyond imagination, even stronger than the body itself. The neon-like Rosen raised his hand tremblingly, and did not strangle it to his throat, but——

Put it on Salieri's shoulders!

"It's a pity... I've seen hell a long time ago!!"

呲!

Blood soared into the sky, pieces of flesh flew around, and the fragile body was torn in half from the middle. The spurted blood splashed all over Rosen's body, and dyed the magic dress red, looking like a demon god from a distance.

He threw the corpse down like trash, and turned around slowly, revealing two rows of white teeth on his bright red face:

"Hey, Mordred, I can see that you were beaten badly~~~~"

There was a bit of sarcasm in the tone, mixed with the strong smell of blood in the air, it couldn't be called friendly anyway.However, Mordred was stunned for a moment, and flew into the arms of the 'blood man'.

"You bastard still knows how to come here!!"

The fear of death and the pain of injury erupted in an instant, and a weaker woman would definitely cry loudly.Mordred was not bad, he clenched his teeth to maintain his self-esteem, and never let the tears flow.

"You..." Rosen was also stunned. Mordred like this is very rare. He thought for a while, and finally put his hand on the bear's head, and put her blonde hair dyed red.

"It's done very well, and it's enough to support it until now."

It is indeed enough, look at the scars on her body, the ghost knows what kind of battle she has gone through.This time the monsters were unexpectedly strong, and in addition to a more efficient battle plan, the new 'fake' was also eye-opening.

It is no longer a simple copy of strength, but has reached the realm of DIY.

"Am I doing well?" The bear raised his head, his face full of hope.

"It's really good, go back and rest." Rosen raised his hand and put Mordred back into the sea of ​​consciousness.

She is not able to participate in the next battle, and Rosen has only one command spell left and cannot be used casually.

Another big change, Attila, who had been standing a hundred meters away, tilted her head, and for the first time showed an expression called interest:

"You are Rosen? What was that energy fluctuation just now?"

She had heard the man's name in the report, and the power was so-so, but it was interesting to make the heroic spirit disappear in an instant.

"In Lower Rosen, we don't need to take care of you when we meet for the first time." The man said in the calmest tone, and put his hand on top of Nero's head, another burst of light flashed, and the Roman emperor also disappeared into the battlefield.

"As for what this is called, please forgive me for not having any comment."

The tone was always very flat, as if standing in front of him was not the whip of God, not the commander of monsters who ravaged half of Rome, but just an ordinary person.

The disrespectful tone could not arouse Attila's anger. She raised her sword lightly, only using destruction to express the emptiness in her heart.

"It's not good..." An aura far exceeding killing intent came, and Medea couldn't even care about the ridicule. The white-haired girl who was slowly accelerating her pace was more terrifying than the mythical monster.

"After the battle, apply all buff magic to me, try to keep the distance away, and block her with the rest of the Roman army!"

Rosen made a battle plan in the shortest possible time. There are too many uncertainties. Who is the existence that shields mental power?Where is the real main force of the monster?

The hidden dangers are superimposed, and it is the most uncertain time for Rosen in so many years.

The enemy can never be disconnected, this is the truth of the world, when the magic cast by Medea emerged, Attila had already rushed ten meters away!

"Here we come!" With a roar, Rosen took out his double-barreled shotgun and blasted towards it. The bullet penetrated the magic barrier, but was slapped away by the Rainbow Sword lightly.

【Blue Scythe Sword】

The uselessness of the Origin Bullet was already expected. Throwing away the shotgun, Rosen, who was holding a sword in both hands, went up to the edge of the sword. Just when the Rainbow Sword was about to pierce his chest——

【Confinement】!

The dress skill that had been preserved was activated, and the yellow thunderbolt hit Altila, causing the latter to pause for a few tenths of a second.