In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

"This is!?"

The white-haired girl's pupils contracted, and she desperately opened the distance. Unfortunately, Medea's speed was faster, and the dagger pierced her chest——

[Wanfu will break the precept]!

As if a needle had pierced the balloon, a huge amount of black magic energy sprayed from the small wound, and the thrust brought Medea into the air. However, before landing, the exhausted witch felt a bit of warmth, just like a man's chest.

The witch was stunned for a moment, a blush emerged, and after finally suppressing it, she murmured: "I...I have tried my best."

Rosen held her in his arms, with only pure friendship on his face, he bowed his head and said, "I know, take a good rest."

There was no time to talk nonsense, a white light flashed, and Medea returned to the sea of ​​consciousness again.

He used his brain to fool Altila again, but Rosen consumed all the heroic spirits, command spells and even the conceptual dresses. The too powerful magic energy formed a barrier, so that he could only stand by the river and look at the girl.

Equivalent exchange is the truth of the world. It was forcibly heightened by the existence of a 'high plane'. Now that it loses its restraint, the side effects immediately appear.

Huhuhu......

Amid the heavy panting, the spirit base that made up the body was swaying non-stop, as if tearing at Altila's soul. The huge pain made the girl half kneel on the ground, her red eyes fixed on the man not far away.

mean!

He could crush him to death with one hand, but he was attacked by the other party in a strange way again and again!The eyes of the emotionally deficient girl spewed fire, and strong anger burst out!

Rosen saw what the girl was thinking at a glance, and didn't bother to explain. Just when the barrier of magic energy became thinner, he walked forward with a cigarette in his mouth:

"Although the process was somewhat disgraceful, I did win."

The tone was not arrogant. To be honest, this girl was much stronger than the concubine Morgan. She defeated Rome and used up all the cards in Rosen's hand. Her fighting strength and strategy were enough to be proud of.

"Are you sure you won?"

Attila struggled to stand up, the destruction machine never gave up!The long sword composed of three blades was raised horizontally, and a spiral of magic power emerged from the blade, and the broken white clothes swayed. The power contained in it was even more terrifying than the laser before!

The body disintegrates inch by inch, the will far surpassing steel has long forgotten the pain, and the mental power is locked. Whenever the enemy makes any changes, it will be the first to activate the treasure.

Rosen's pace stopped suddenly, the cigarette in his mouth was burning rapidly, and after a few seconds of silence, he shook his head:

"Do you want to continue to destroy even if you sacrifice yourself? It's a pity that I don't have a chance to have a good chat with you."

In reality, there will never be a bloody plot of brainwashing. Even though Rosen knew everything about the girl, the other party never gave him a chance to speak.

Looking at Attila's unchanging poker face and the deepest sorrow hidden in his heart, Rosen didn't choose to talk, but slowly raised his fist——

Be it sadness or emptiness, if this is Attila's own choice, then use the most splendid way to send her back to the Seat of Heroes!

"Look, this is also my realization!"

The life force was crazily passing away. If it was a slow simmer before, it is now a big fire. At the same time, in the sea of ​​consciousness, the white paper burst into dazzling light.

The radiance far surpassed that of the full concept dress, and even the sea of ​​consciousness was shaken. The group of half-disabled heroic spirits were lying on the ground, and suddenly saw a line of black words appear on the note.

"Are you sure......"

The present-day Rosen has already taken the second step, and answered firmly between his teeth:

"Sure!"

There is no chance to hide in the sea of ​​consciousness. If you don't fight, you will die. If you fight, there is still a glimmer of life. Rosen raised his right foot and stepped on it heavily.

boom! !

Like an eight-magnitude earthquake, the entire plain trembled, and the Adige River roared for it. Rosen's not tall body was like a titan, and each step hammered at Attila's heart.

Like the footsteps of the god of death approaching, the girl's pupils shrank, and there was a trace of anger in the fear.

It turns out... this is his trump card!Why not use it before that? There is only one answer——

I don't deserve it!

However, Altila also noticed that the man's already dark arms began to turn into fly ash, and he felt a little better.

Everyone is betting with their lives, so let's see whose life is harder!The girl took a deep breath, her magic power had reached a critical point!

"I will deprive you of your life, and I will also shatter your civilization—[Sword of the Military God]!"

A spiral beam of light more than ten meters thick came oncoming, the space was distorting, everything it touched turned into particles, and Rosen glanced at this spectacular scene, stopped, clenched his fists and put them on his waist, speaking in an indifferent tone self-mumbling:

"I am the sword of mankind, the master of the Hall of Valor, the Great Wall against monsters, the light that shatters darkness. You can call me—"

"Guda!"

The squinted eyes suddenly opened, as if there was a sun in the eyes, the radiance even suppressed the [Military God Sword], the air became as thick as muddy water, and the straight fist at the waist swung out in slow motion.

There was no explosion, or even energy fluctuations, just facing the invincible long sword with flesh and blood, it seemed like a moment, and it seemed like years, Attila's beautiful red eyes were wide open, watching the fist 'slowly' move Hit on the edge of the sword!

PS: Zhang pushed a book "Dragon Witch Breeding Manual"

With Hei Zhen as the heroine, the author is good at sugar~~~

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The tip of the needle is facing the wheat awn, the fist hits the tip of the sword but it is not pierced, because this is no longer a collision between flesh and steel, but a contest between will and magic power!

Boom...Boom! !

The sound of magic friction gradually increased, most of the magic was condensed at one point, and the excess power formed two brilliant light curtains, spreading behind the two of them!