Synopsis: Infinite Conquest

"Give me death!"

Xiutra fiercely waved the invisible shock wave of the 'phantom wrist' and smashed it towards Bruder fiercely.

Undoubtedly, as the descendant of Tianbu, although he did not inherit Tianbu's magic guidance technology that was almost comparable to that of Tohsaka Qi, but even so, the phantom arm that he relied on was terrifyingly strong.

If it is fully output, let alone the containers on this dock, even the specially strengthened tank armor can be easily shredded.

It is an absolutely irresistible force, and it has several pairs of phantom arms. Whether it is flexibility or destructive power, it is superior. Compared with his opponent, he wields a giant sword that is not very convenient. For Bruder, it is indeed occupying a lot of advantages.

And this advantage is difficult to realize.

No matter the armor he wears or the giant sword he holds, they are all the highest-ranking magical creations, and even the shredding space "two six three" is not a problem, not to mention the fragile body of Shutra.

On the other hand, the Phantom Wrist had a hard time dealing damage to Brud's armor-covered body.

However, this battle is over.

Blud gently waved the pitch-black giant sword in his hand, feeling the surging magic power in it, and couldn't help showing a sinister smile.

The next blow is enough to decide the winner.

He looked at Xiutra's rapid approach, and couldn't help showing a pitiful smile.

Then, with the attack of the phantom wrist, bursts of strong wind slapped the jet-black armor, and then, the jet-black giant sword slashed ruthlessly.

As if the night was condensed into a point, absolutely black, without a trace of other colors, was released from the giant sword.

That is the most basic, even a guy who has just mastered magic power can easily display it. The ability called 'magic power release' is also the most powerful means of destruction for these magic knights.

The source of this magic power is not Bruder himself, but the great sword inlaid with five magic power pools in his hand.

That is roughly, even if it is a few meters thick, the thick iron wall made of alloy can be divided into two powers, and it is absolutely unstoppable.

Therefore, of course, whether it was the phantom wrist that was waving, which was comparable to that of steel, or something else, it was easily shattered.

Together with Shutla's body, it was twisted into pieces by the dark tide of magic.

The blood splashed out and splashed on the streets of the pier, and even on the containers several meters away. Whether it was the street covered with blood or the potholes, the traces left by the previous battle between the two, The pier under this night is decorated like hell.

"Really, just for this kind of thing, I did my best, what should I do next?"

Bruder said in a hoarse tone, although there was a hint of arrogance in his tone, but the imperceptible fear that flashed in his eyes proved the swordsman's inner peace.

"So, what do you think?"

He used his epee and lost his magic power, so there was a slight trace of the heavy pitch-black epee, pointing to the shadow shrouded in the night.

The only response to him was a chuckle.

"It's not bad, but you can barely be my opponent."

The figure spoke softly, applauding slightly for the battle just now.

"Stop bluffing, that sword can no longer make that slash."

Dressed in a three-piece white suit, like a vampire without a trace of dust, he squeezed out a delighted smile with his handsome, disfigured face.

"That's good, I won't do my best, let's see how far you can do it?"

He spoke lightly in that refreshing tone, with a strong fighting intent that was indeed different from the words on his face.

"Dimitriye, Vattola!"

When Bruder saw it, he couldn't help showing a look of distress, and there was also fear in his eyes.

There is no doubt that this man has watched the battle from beginning to end, and his strength, even in the period of complete victory, is difficult to match, not to mention now that the strongest means have been exerted.

However, after thinking about it, there is no possibility of negotiation!

Blud shook his head involuntarily, slowly throwing away the deep fear in his heart.

He is definitely not an opponent. He still has this fact, in this estimation, but it would be too embarrassing to die easily because he was occupied by fear.

Besides, with that magic system, it is impossible to defeat this guy.

Vattola, who did not disturb the middle-aged soldier's quiet thinking about tactics, looked at the man as the enemy, the fear and fear in his eyes slowly disappeared, and then, determination and perseverance bloomed.

He couldn't help showing a look of admiration, and then mobilized the turbulent magic power in his body, as well as the nine beasts that could be compared to the True Ancestor after fusion, and couldn't help showing a slightly sinister smile. .

Even though the smile on his face was hideous, it didn't destroy any trace of this guy's beauty.

Then, the heavily armored knight charged towards Vatora fiercely after charging a little, and the solid ground, under the trampling of the steel boots, burst into layers of cracks.

In an instant, the sturdy figure that was two meters tall turned into a thick black shadow and rushed towards Vattola.

The epee that was swung, with unparalleled power, slashed the slender handsome young man head on.

If it hits, even a high-ranking vampire whose body has been strengthened will be divided into two.

Of course, the chance of hitting is too low.

Just as Bruder pressed down his great sword fiercely, trying to hit Vatora with a single blow, something was condensed out of the void.

It was a snake, an unparalleled giant snake with a length of more than ten meters.

Sagaro, named after one of the eight dragon kings, has the ability to manipulate wind pressure, and can cut anything into pieces, or grind it into minced meat.

Of course, even being wrapped in the strongest magic armor in the world is no exception.