I Captivate the Player

"Black Singer" got up from the ground without blushing and panting. Anyway, if his magic power is not exhausted, it is equivalent to unlimited physical strength. If necessary, he can continue to roll down.

Although it's a bit ugly, as long as the moves are practical, it's fine.

The old orc let out a roar, and rushed over suddenly. His strength was very strong, so the speed of the charge was also very fast.

"Black Singer" could only slash forward with his swordsmanship skills, and he knew that his apprentice-level swordsmanship skills would not be able to defend against the opponent.

So, just trust her.

Gloria also rushed towards the old orc. Although her body seemed weak, her strength and speed were far beyond ordinary people, so fast that it was shocking.

The old orc had expected it a long time ago, and shouted: "You brat who dare not even open his eyes! What qualifications do you have to set foot on the battlefield!"

The old orc charged very fast, but he still had enough strength left. When Gloria rushed over, he easily turned around and slashed at Gloria who had her eyes closed.

Gloria didn't open her eyes. The sound of the airflow stirred by the sword was very clear in her ears. It couldn't be clearer. The current situation is like a night battle, there is no difference.

She just turned sideways gently, and avoided the old orc's slash.

The old orc straightened his body as soon as he missed a hit, and said with a smile, "So that's it, it's the 'prediction' type of grace. As for having to close your eyes, is it because of the price of your grace?"

Gloria didn't answer, because she couldn't understand the orc language at all, she just raised her sword and stabbed forward, while the old orc suddenly pointed his sword at the ground while dodging backwards, a black light flickered, and exploded directly on the ground. Lots of snowflakes.

In the snowy fog that was flying all over the sky, the actions of the three people stopped.

Can't see.

Listen to the voice.

Gloria's ears were trembling slightly, and she was carefully distinguishing the differences in the sounds around her.

The old orc took the opportunity to squat down, grabbed a ball of snow, squeezed it into a ball, and hit Gloria hard.

Gloria heard the sound of piercing through the air, and slashed with her sword. She smashed the snow ball into pieces, but when the scattered snow hit her face, she realized that she made a mistake this time. .

Since she couldn't open her eyes, it was naturally difficult for her to distinguish what the enemy's attack was. This was her weakness that the old orc had analyzed in a short battle.

A true master of swordsmanship always relies on experience and wisdom.

"careful!"

"Black Singer" yelled to remind that the old orc had already aimed at the head of the female knight, and he swiftly slashed down the black sword with the force of Huashan. In the back-swaying state, she was unable to carry out effective defense at all.

checkmate.

The old orc roared loudly in human language: "It's a dead end!"

"boom."

Gloria panted heavily because of the horror. She opened her eyes and saw the man who was fighting with her. He was standing in front of her and blocked the attack with his head, and his head also They were all smashed to pieces by the big sword, but there was no burst of plasma as imagined...

No blood?

No heartbeat, no breath, no blood, no head and no death, what the hell are you?Monster?

The old orc narrowed his eyes, stared at the headless warrior in front of him, and said calmly and confidently: "Monster, I will never be careless this time, I will finish you off completely."

"Black Singer" was already speechless, he just tried to use one arm to press the opponent's sword body, while shaking the sword in the other hand, making the broad sword make a "nod" motion.

When Gloria saw the movement of the sword, she suddenly thought of what she had promised him just now.

"Restrict the enemy's actions, as long as there is a moment, I am sure to turn the tide of the battle."

Gloria, the name means quiet, happy, lady, which is what her father wanted her to be.

But Gloria's knight training was better than anyone else's.

She never had a chance to go to war, and lived every day under the scolding of her greedy father. Although she was a caged bird, she wanted to become a real knight.

Over the past ten years, she has worked hard, been chosen by the miracle of the God of Justice, lost, confused, ridiculed, and failed. In the day-to-day confusion and self-encouragement, she even had to learn from hero stories. Looking for the spiritual pillar, looking for self-comfort in the nothingness of the story, very reluctantly supporting myself to move forward.

Now, she finally has the chance to make her wish come true.

On the battlefield!

But obviously already on the battlefield, but found that he has blood phobia.

People with blood phobia are not suitable to be fighters.

Is such a decade ridiculous?

No.

The basic element of becoming a fighter is not whether you are afraid of blood or not, but... whether you have the awareness of being a fighter.

At this moment, Gloria knew very well in her heart that her efforts and battles were not ridiculous. What she needed to do on the battlefield for the first time was to trust the strategy set by her companions and go all out for it !

at any cost.

She stared at the old orc in front of her, held the knight's sword flat, and said firmly, "There is no dead end yet...The next round is the third round."

Chapter 76 Darkness, Rage, and Fire

The old orc fought Gloria again and immediately noticed a big difference in her.

With extraordinary eyesight and hearing, Gloria knew the old orc's movements like the back of her hand, and could easily dodge his superb swordsmanship attacks.

Dodge, then counter, dodge, then counter!