In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

The swaying speed of the shadow became more and more intense, turning into a black liquid and splashing downwards, and after splashing on Attila's body, it gave her a shot in the arm!Muscles are fusing, lost viscera are automatically filled, and even the skin is restored.

"I'm very disappointed. I haven't seen you for a few years. I didn't expect you to be so timid." Looking at the shadow whose breath was getting weaker and weaker, Rosen shook his head.

"As I said, the time has not yet come." The black shadow was still so indifferent, and the remaining source rose to the sky, and the indifferent voice came with the wind: "Let's communicate with 'empty' first, if we can survive, we will naturally come to you."

As the voice fell, the remaining power exploded in the sky, like black fireworks, and a strange energy spread in all directions.

"No, the space is blocked." Medea immediately noticed the abnormality.

"That guy won't leave a chance. Let's fight against this fallen hero with peace of mind." Escaping was impossible, and Rosen simply relaxed.

Don't even think about anything else until you've killed Attila.

"Then continue...what are you doing!?" Before Medea finished speaking, Rosen threw her back into the sea of ​​consciousness.

No need to explain, Rosen turned his head and ran. Behind him, the girl who was aimed by thousands of rifles had already stood up, looked around indifferently, and raised her right hand holding the sword slightly.

【Star of Tears, Sword of the Army God】

Spiral magic power emerged from the rainbow sword, resonating with somewhere above the sky.The edge of the empty atmosphere suddenly twisted, and a huge amount of magic power condensed.

The originally blue sky was dyed red, and a terrifying coercion descended from the sky. The soldiers stopped shooting and looked up with unlovable expressions.

This is the fourth time... Each time is more fierce than the last time, and death is also a relief, and I don't have to watch these monsters throwing big moves at each other.

"Hey, hey, there shouldn't be laser satellites in this world! How did you use this treasure!?" Turning his head and looking at the chasing afterimage under the red light, Rosen was also speechless.

The timing was ingenious, as soon as Altila chased him two kilometers away, the gorgeous beam of light hit the ground!

boom--

The earth was ravaged once again, everything that hit the light beam disintegrated, and the ensuing shock wave spread around like a tsunami.

The crowd was too dense, and the shattered tank parts were tumbling in the air, and the flesh-and-blood soldiers didn't even have time to scream. The film is no different, it is blown all over the place.

No matter how elite the army is, there is a limit to its endurance. Soldiers who survived by chance are either scared to death, or throw away their weapons and run away with their heads in their arms.They tried their best, and they were bombarded by the anti-army Noble Phantasm four times, and it was a miracle that they survived until now.

Even if Rosen flew a few kilometers away, the heat from his back made him hold his breath and began to doubt life.

What happened to the trip to Rome?Isn't it good to come on vacation?What the hell is this kind of anti-army treasure show! ?In terms of the intensity of the battle, it has far surpassed the Battle of Britain!

There was no way to complain, this feeling of being aggrieved made people vomit blood, but soon, Rosen stopped on his feet.

puff--

A mouthful of blood really spurted out!

PS: For the sake of my 4000 words per day, let’s get some recommendation tickets and blades~~~

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Not far ahead is the Adige River, the rolling river flows through the plain, peaceful and indifferent.Heroic spirits are fighting, there is absolutely no bloody plot of jumping into the river to survive, and Luo Sen's footsteps will not be stopped by the river, he just stares wide-eyed, staring blankly at the bloody hands.

Attila was still a few kilometers away, and it was impossible to hurt him at such a distance, so Rosen vomited blood by himself.

"Has it decayed to this extent? That's right, the overdrawn vitality has long since exceeded the limit." There was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, he took out the lighter, and took a puff of the bloody cigarette.

There is no need to run away, if you are chased by Attila, you will only vomit blood and die, and you don't need to hide in the sea of ​​consciousness, that will only delay the time of death.

Rosen turned his head and looked at the killing machine that could approach within a minute at most, without any confusion in his eyes.

He is not a boy in the second year of middle school, entangled in the horror of life and death, and he is not a literary youth. A revolving lantern like shit flashes in his mind, and his creed is simple and pure——

If someone wants to kill you, then resist with all your might!Even the salted fish on the cutting board has to jump twice!

As for what happens to the heroic spirit after death?Don't think about it!Just fight for life!

The half-burned cigarette was stamped out, and Rosen stood by the river holding his long sword, desperately suppressing the pain that tore his soul, and raising his magic power to the limit.

Ten seconds left!

The killing machine was getting closer and closer. Rosen took a deep breath and stepped forward.

From slow to fast, gradually changing from a stroll to a sprint, an afterimage flitted across the plain, leaving a long string of footprints on the ground.

"die!!"

Rosen had let himself go, and the physical pain made his spirit extremely excited. After the sword's edge collided, there was a painful groan from the Qingzhi sword.

The place where the two stood was shattered, and the bursting magic power cut each other's wounds, but the expressions of the two fighting machines did not change, and they separated and collided again.

Dangdang Dangdang!

Jianfeng fought again and again, so fast that even afterimages were invisible, others could only see sparks flickering in the air in front of them, one sword, two swords, ten swords, a hundred swords!

With his jaws broken, his clothes ragged, and even his magic dress destroyed, Rosen entered a state of ecstasy. He bounced Attila away with a horizontal slash, and at the same time inspired multiple weapon dresses——

With ripples in the air, as many as dozens of sharp blades appeared from behind him, reflecting a dazzling cold light.

They are all black keys, invincible but full of resentment from Africans. Rosen studied for a long time, and finally forged this resentment into actual killing!

"Unlimited keys!"

A burst of magic power exploded, as if the gunpowder had been activated to eject the 'bullet'. The black key was short and difficult to use, but its penetrating power was the strongest except for the 'hunting gun'.

Sharp and cold lights spread all over the place, and after being slapped away by a sword, Attila's pupils shrank, and he used the fastest time to condense the magic power on the vital points, and then felt a trace of pain.

The 'short sword' broke through the magic barrier, and some blood came out from the stab in the muscle. Altila resisted the pain, and immediately disappeared from Rosen's retina.