In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

"Welcome to my battlefield~~~" Zhu stood on the high platform. He who was crazy just now is polite like a gentleman. The world is so fragile that it can bear our strength!"

"High-end goods? That's not bad." Rosen twitched the corners of his mouth and turned his head to look behind him.

There was a blond girl with a demented face standing there, holding a large flagpole in her hand, and seemed to have been using this thing to protect herself.

"Huh? The saint is also here."

"You... who are you?" Joan was at a loss, she was sure she had never seen this man before.

"I'm meeting you for the first time. My name is Rosen, Prince of Rome and Chief of the Royal Family."

"I've never heard of it." The saint shook her head. When she was brought to this ghostly place, the news of Rosen's crowning the king had not yet spread.

"You already know it now, let's not talk about identity for now, our opponents can't wait." Rosen pointed forward, and the black shadow on the high platform was watching silently.

Disdainful of sneak attacks, it is very "polite" for the two to communicate. Anyway, the eternity here is immortal, and it doesn't matter if Rosen talks nonsense for a few days.

"Have you finished explaining your last words?" The shadow on Zhu's face twisted, as if mocking.

"No, there is always something to talk about when you meet the Holy Maiden." Rosen shrugged, playing with a sword flower in his hand, "I might as well kill you first, and then speak slowly."

"Stupid, the aggressive method doesn't work for me! Try your strength first!"

Stepping down with one step, the whole space began to tremble, Zhu took a lunge, the strong magic power distorted the space, and anyone who was weaker would kneel on the ground.

Rosen didn't kneel down, but he still felt the weight of his body, as if the gravity was ten times stronger. He held the sword in both hands and made a gesture. Before he could meet the attack, the girl holding the flag had already stood beside him.

She doesn't know the arrogant man, but this is the only chance to get out, so let's fight to the death!

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In addition to being illiterate, the Holy Maiden has a normal IQ. The two of them made eye contact for a second, and the battle plan was almost finalized.

"Hold it first, I'll find a way."

"it is good!"

After all, he was also a general leading troops, Joan of Arc didn't talk too much nonsense, and stood directly in front of Rosen.

"Hey, hey, Rosen, I'm very disappointed by you! Let a woman stand in front of you!"

The pillar stepped down for the second time, and the momentum rose to a peak again. He was really disappointed, so disappointed that he wanted to cut Rosen open.

The oncoming killing intent made people's teeth tremble uncontrollably, Joan of Arc clenched the flagpole, turned her head and said:

"I can only block for three minutes!"

"It's enough." Rosen lowered his eyes and fell asleep on the battlefield.

"You..." The saint didn't know what to say anymore, she didn't want to escape, and she had no chance to escape, so she could only bite the bullet and push forward.

Rosen's 'disdain' made Zhu go into a state of madness, and he clenched his fists amidst the cracking sound of bones.

"Okay, I'll tear this woman apart first! Come and experience your strength!!"

boom!

Stepping forward with a lunge, the already broken high platform was shattered, the stones on it were thrown hundreds of meters away, and an afterimage came out from the debris.

"My Lord is here (Luminosite Eternelle)!"

The pupils of the saint who was blocking the front shrank, the flagpole was raised, and golden light came out from the top of the flag, forming a shield to envelop the two of them.

boom -

At the moment when the shield was formed, Zhu's heavy fist hit it, and after the sound of a sledgehammer hitting a steel plate, the golden shield shook for a while!

You must know that the barrier formed by this treasure has extraordinary defensive power. Ordinary treasures cannot cause ripples when blasted on it, but if you want to shake the entire shield, it must be above the anti-army treasure!

"It's very hard! I want to see how many times your tortoise shell can defend!?"

Zhu raised his fist, and after a while, the continuous bombardment turned both hands into afterimages.

Euler, Euler, Euler!

It screamed strangely, as if it felt like hitting a sandbag, and the dense straight punches even made its own blood boil.

Joan of Arc, who was crushed and beaten, bit her lip, and she was stepping back step by step. Her treasure will accumulate damage, and it will definitely be destroyed in the end.

Unable to fight back when opening the treasure, the saint could only insert the flagpole into the ground, clenched her hands tightly, expecting the blessing of the Lord, and looked behind her with purple-blue eyes——

That man is still sleeping!

The restlessness from the outside world has actually been unable to affect Rosen, because his spirit has entered the sea of ​​consciousness and is standing quietly on the grassland.

The note floated in front of his eyes, with a thin white light on it, as if he had entered a state of deep sleep, and behind him, Arash, Medea, and Babbage lined up three heroic spirits, all exuding a dignified aura.

"Master, is this the legendary mastermind? It's so powerful!"

Arash's face was gloomy, and he couldn't receive a few punches even in his prime. This was already a power beyond that of a heroic spirit. Morgan and Attila were nothing in front of it.

Rosen sighed softly, and didn't bother to say that he could fight several black shadows like this before, but just shook his head and said, "It's really powerful, no matter how many costumes are stacked, it can't be confronted head-on."

From the very beginning, he didn't want to take the sword up to fight one-on-one. He made a high-profile gesture to let the other party retreat, but he didn't expect that the black shadow was an iron-headed boy, and he insisted on dying.

"Then what should we do? It's not your style to sit and wait for death." Medea played with the hair beside her ear, but she didn't dare to do it, because the opponent could beat herself into a meatloaf with a single punch.

"In my opinion, let's just use the wheel to fight."