This is My Heroic Path

Suddenly, the rain outside seemed to have stopped. In the darkness, the black shadow's long hair twisted quickly. It slowly bent down and stretched out its hand towards the girl beside An Zhiyu.

Its target has only been Guinevere from the beginning to the end!

A frightening cold air enveloped him, looking at the hand reaching out to Guinevere, An Zhiyu suddenly felt that the Lingtai was clear, and his heart was throbbing, and his heart was constantly speeding up.

Immediately afterwards, such throbbing gradually turned into full of anger.

After training in this world for so long, what is the purpose of receiving training from Morgan and Scathach?Is it just lip service to want to defeat Master?

Why do you feel scared when you haven't even touched your hands?And let it attack Guinevere unscrupulously.

What's the point of the promise to her at the beginning?

The black shadow had clearly sensed that he was awake, but under such circumstances, it still attacked Guinevere.

Because it firmly believed that An Zhiyu didn't dare to do anything because of fear, and the weird laugh at the end was proof of mocking him.

An Zhiyu gritted his teeth tightly, and the palms of his palms were constantly tingling due to the force of his nails, but it also made his previously stiff body gradually warm up.

Just when Sombra's hand was about to touch Guinevere's face, An Zhiyu opened his eyes.

In the darkness, the brilliant golden pupils are as bright as day.

"I--"

Hei Ying sensed the voice from the boy lying on the side, turned his head to look, and there was light on An Zhiyu's fingertips.

"Fuck you!"

With a punch, a piece of extreme ice as hard as steel shot towards the shadow in mid-air.

Extreme ice pierced Sombra's body, and the shrill cry resounded through the room, as if piercing through the eardrums.

An Zhiyu put her arms around Guinevere who had just been awakened by the sound, stepped forward with her feet, and retreated quickly.

"Arthur, that's the one! The ghost that entered my room!" Guinevere woke up completely from a daze, her pupils widened suddenly, and she stared at the black shadow that covered its hair and screamed.

"You killed it?" Guinevere looked at An Zhiyu who was hugging her.

An Zhiyu stared at the black shadow solemnly, and said in a low voice, "It's not dead, let's get out of here first."

There was another anzhi in the room. This was an illusion. One of the abilities Morgan had taught him was being used to attract firepower at this moment.

An Zhiyu hugged Guinevere horizontally, ignored the exclamation from the girl's mouth, and stepped towards the window sill, but at that moment, countless long hair swept up behind her, completely sealing the window sill.

A deeper darkness shrouded the room.

But that phantom was pierced through the heart by a strand of hair, and disappeared in an instant.

This black shadow has intelligence, and its goal is very clear, that is Guinevere.

"Stay away." An Zhiyu put down Guinevere, tilted his head slightly and said.

Why did Guinevere attract this kind of creature, An Zhiyu, for the time being, he didn't have the time to think about it, the most important thing right now was to protect her.

Guinevere stepped back in small steps, looked at the black shadow anxiously, and then looked at An Zhiyu, "Arthur..."

"If you want to explain, wait until after this, and stand aside."

After An Zhiyu finished speaking, he clenched the chosen sword he had just taken out, and slashed towards the black shadow... the window sill behind him.

A beam of golden light blasted towards the densely packed hair on the head of the bed, and the golden beam pierced the night.

But almost at that moment, the hair covered the windowsill again.

The black shadow drifted lightly towards Guinevere, as if An Zhiyu had never been taken seriously.

An Zhiyu clenched the sword of selection, took half a step back, and stood right in front of Guinevere.

His body was trembling, but he never took another half step back.

He had already promised that Guinevere would protect her, and that she had helped him. If he escaped at this time, he might not be able to accept it.

The black shadow gradually approached, and An Zhiyu gasped slightly, staring at the creature that seemed to envelop the entire room.

At this time, a silk thread fell into An Zhiyu's eyes, and An Zhiyu's body shook slightly, feeling that his limp body seemed to be recovering gradually.

He raised the selected sword in his hand and threw it fiercely in the direction of the shadow.

"Death to me!"

The black shadow stopped moving forward, and it turned slightly sideways to avoid the blow, but at this moment, the invisible thread suddenly tightened, and the selected sword was given the ability to hit the target under An Zhiyu's throw, The shadow is inevitable!

laugh!

The blade of the Selected Sword glowed with ice blue light. This was the rune script attached to the sword by Anzhiyu. Even if it couldn't kill the shadow, it could still delay its actions.

Clang!

The chosen sword pierced Sombra's body.

However, what was unexpected was that there was a crisp sound from the selected sword piercing into the black shadow's body, and then, the sword in the stone broke into two pieces and fell powerlessly to the ground.

An Zhi's fish eyes narrowed slightly, looking at this scene in disbelief.

Why?Just threw the sword out, but it broke when it touched the shadow?

Obviously, the ice cone just now is not so easy to break...