Can Arknights dream about the Knights of the Round Table?

[This is a duel that requires no introduction to both sides! However, due to regulations, please allow me to waste a few minutes! Let us first welcome the Red Light Knights, the defending champion of the Major, "Casimir's Bloody Tall Legs" "Cup", Blood Knight - Dicaeus - Polis!]

In the rolling sound waves, the blood-colored armor that the Casimir people are so familiar with emerged from the shadows, and came into the spotlight with steady steps.

The hero didn't make any fancy moves. He just stood quietly on the field, feeling the temperature of the soil, the humidity of the air, and the growing excitement in his chest;

But even so, he drew overwhelming cheers.

Not only the non-infected people, but also the infected people expressed their most admired voices to the hero in their eyes - it was precisely because of the existence of this Minoan, and thanks to him who promoted the new law after winning the previous championship. Established, Casimir finally announced the policy of allowing infected people to participate in knightly competitions.

Almost all infected people who can step onto the field as knights will first remember the name "Dicaeopolis" in their hearts before remembering the rules and regulations of the Knights Association.

After observing that the voices of the majority of fans of the Blood Knights and some of the little black men were about to subside, the commentator Mobu, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately spoke, pushing the heat to a new high again:

[It was a storm that had struck 13 years ago. I had only heard of its name but could not see its person, so people kept their doubts... Until today, he finally competed for the first time, like a blast from the sky. Thunder, a thunderbolt of dawn!Shatter all suspicion and distrust and prove to Casimir that there is no such thing as a false person under the reputation! ! ]

[In the first game of this major tournament, he made the shocking statement "I only need one finger to deal with you" but he also carried it out to the end!No matter what kind of attack, no matter what kind of armor, no matter what kind of opponent you are, all resistance can be crushed with just one blow!A peak beyond human imagination, an absolute tower that cannot be shaken!The only three consecutive grand knights in history; "The Brilliant Holy Sword Bearer" and "King of the Round Table"-Osward Al-Bartleyon!!]

When the voice on the broadcast reached its peak, roaring flames rolled up and surged over the arena like a tornado;

Then, with the flash of the blade slicing the virtual image, a figure with two horns reaching into the sky stepped on the molten soil after the prairie fire and stepped onto the stage.

Even though they are now the great knights of Casimir, there is no difference in status between Casimir; but the Minoans still took off their helmets and sent their hearts to Drac who came in front of him as an inferior. of respect.

After all, this was once the reason why he traveled across mountains and rivers to Casimir, and he once hoped to join his group and share the same ideals, so that he could use his brute strength in the right place - although In the end, it was unable to be achieved due to objective factors, but Dikaiopolis also received help and support in the end.

The loyal and moral Minoans will undoubtedly remember this friendship for a lifetime.

However, the defending champion with gray hair and gray eyes, while bowing his head slightly in salute, was also a little curious:

"I haven't seen you for many years. Although your appearance has not changed, your words, deeds and behavior are much more showy than I remember, Mr. Ozwald."

It is undeniable that even if the armor and weapons of the knights who have faced off against the Red Dragon have been shattered and evaporated, their bodies have not been harmed. This proves that the former has indeed good control; but the vast majority of them are I would not want such a "streaking" result. I would rather accept severe physical damage than endure such mental setbacks.

Because of this, it is really difficult for Dikaiopolis to compare the leader of the round table who could say that infected people had the right to enter through the gate and sit down to eat with dignity, and the one who stabbed the opponent with just one finger in this special tournament. The contestants’ [Arrogant Person] is equated.

It's obviously only been more than ten years. Can such a short period of time really make such a big difference in a person's differences?

"Oh, it's just for marketing purposes."

Facing the Minoans' questions, Ozwald explained the reason why he did this - wasn't he about to leave Casimir completely, so he wanted to leave a deep impression on everyone before leaving. I decided to play the role of a big devil with a combat power of 53.

"Hmph, I am not the same person I was yesterday, no matter what the Minoans or Casimirans are; even if they are also under the Knights of the Round Table, I will not let them go, kill them, kill them!"

"I see."

The blood knight nodded clearly, with a rare smile on his dark face, and took the initiative to follow Ozwald's explanation.

"Then do you want to continue to maintain your character this time? Sir Ozwald, but I will not let go."

"No, this time is different; considering that you are an acquaintance in Dicaeopolis and our past friendship, I will give you a special service as the first hardcore fan to board the ship!"

Saying this, the red dragon raised his left and right hands towards the blood knight, with his palms facing the latter and his fingers moving continuously.

Then, as doubts gradually arose in Decaiopolis's heart, Ozwald slowly crossed his hands to his chest under his gaze.

“————I won’t use my hands in this game.

Of course, even so, don’t be careless about this, Dicaeopolis, because my best brother, Oo-chan, is very strong~~~"

In response to his words, the dragon's tail swung powerfully twice, displaying itself like a performer punching in the boxing ring, and then pointed directly at the Blood Knight and hooked its "finger" .

[Herd the cows here! ! 】

ps: See if you can guess what Oz is in neta.

ps2: The inspiration comes from the friend fees paid to friends in order to maintain friendship a few days ago (sobbing)

Knights of the Round Table, fight to the death!Knight Major: 44 Blood Knight [-]

[In the next battle with you, I will not use my hands]

Such words that do not take the opponent seriously, if a traditional Casimirian was born in this country of knights and grew up under the influence of the surrounding environment, he would definitely feel that the red dragon's behavior is extremely arrogant. Hence the renunciation of anger.

But Dikaiopolis, the blood knight from Minos, did not feel this way.

As a Minoan, and more importantly, an infected person... long before he obtained a status that most people in the country can only look up to and respect with the ax in his hand, in his life What we experience most is contempt, criticism and cold looks from the outside world.

Even with Oswald's so-called "contempt", Dikaiopolis has seen more and more obscene remarks on it.Not so irritating in comparison.

——Not to mention, this is indeed the case.

Since the beginning of this major tournament, when all the enemies encountered can be easily crushed and defeated with only one simple contact; the red dragon named Ozwald, what difference does it make whether he uses his hands or not? Woolen cloth?

When the strength gap between the two sides is too large, the weaker side must first prove that it has the qualifications to be taken seriously and be regarded as a special case before asking the strong one to respect itself wholeheartedly.

Or the character that can smile calmly in the face of death; or the character that shines today...

What the Minoans chose today was the courage to always climb to the top.

"Then, I will break through your 'special service' and make you lower your arms as my challenge goal. Your Excellency."

The moment the bell rang for the start of the duel, the Blood Knight used these calm words to announce the start of the battle, holding a big ax and slashing at the interested red dragon.

The heavy stepping caused by exerting force stirred up flying dust; the blood-red heavy armor fell from the top, like a mountain collapsing down. The terrifying power even affected the audience seats facing him, causing a wave of commotion. Yu also distinguished him from his fellow Cavaliers who were seriously watered down. A true champion showed his strength here.

[Such a terrible blow!How on earth should the opponent fighting the Blood Knight resist? ? ] ——Mobu on the commentary stage voiced the voices of many viewers, including himself, at the right time.Especially when they saw the leader of the Knights of the Round Table just standing there without any movement, they immediately concluded that the latter would be eliminated by this blow.

But that is only the superficial view of fools and weaklings.

Facing the menacing Minoan attack, he remained motionless. The red dragon with his arms folded just raised his eyebrows, with a happy and playful expression on his face... At the same time, the long tail behind him that he had boasted about appeared. A little action.

"Snapped!"

It is very similar to Zofia when wielding whip weapons, but it is far louder than them, so much so that a terrifying roar exploded between the red dragon and Fengho.It has become a barrier-like existence, forcibly stopping the sharp ax that is already close to the opponent's head, making this small distance become a natural chasm that is always out of reach.

The result of the first blow was only to break a few white hairs raised by the wind, and then the fight ended helplessly.

"Sonic boom."

The Blood Knight, who was forcefully forced back and still in mid-air, whispered the true form of the defense just now.

When the speed of something breaks the sound barrier, it creates a loud noise and is followed by a shock wave that is visible to the naked eye.

This kind of impact can be sustained for a very short time, which is why it demonstrates the user's timing and physical ability. It can be said to be a defensive action like showing off skills.

"strong"

Dicaeopolis thought, and quickly stepped on the ground to retreat without waiting for his body to stand still after falling back to the ground - a meteor had already crashed into the blood knight's position at high speed.

Rubbles and rocks flew in all directions, and many of them were quickly caught by the powerful dragon tail, and were thrown towards the Blood Knight amidst loud explosions.

The latter also immediately waved the battle ax in his hand... The huge axe became an excellent shield, blocking and smashing all the incoming cannonballs.

It is not that Dikaiopolis has not thought about using the armor on his body to resist. After all, as a champion knight, this is specially customized by the consortium. The materials and casters used are all the best. The finished product is not to mention just thrown out. , the rock that has become fragile when it breaks the sound barrier, can easily face the sniper attack of the Victoria Rail Crossbow... But based on safety considerations, Dikaiopolis does not dare to let the armor on his body be used in any unnecessary way. Accept the impact during the attack, even if the damage caused is minimal...

Facts have proved that the Blood Knight's choice was right.

When the last flying rock was smashed by the ax handle and the scattered dust dissipated in front of his eyes, Dicaeopolis felt an impact on his body - something sharp broke. The armor on his abdomen touched his rock-hard muscles that had been trained for a long time.

"what?"

With a hint of surprise, whether it was a mistake in force or the armor's defense that was beyond imagination, or more likely a combination of both, the Blood Knight's body was lifted sideways from the ground, and then violently thrown out, smashing several pieces into pieces. There are still many rock climbing blocks embedded in the wall of the Major Arena.

[What did I see? !horn!It's the horns! !Like Tails, Player Ozwald transforms the horns of his own race into weapons unmatched by anything in the workshop! ]

[Just like an ancient Pegasus Empire, the most powerful rider in the continent launched a charge with a heavy gun, piercing the blood knight fiercely!Ozwald is worthy of being the leader of Casimir's strongest knights. He understood and demonstrated Pegasus' unique skills in his own unique way!And can the opponent who received this blow still stand up? ?Our Casimir's bloody goblet, Dicaeopolis! ! ]

The host Mobu shouted like this, which aroused a lot of noise from the Blood Knight fans.

Thanks to the protection of the armor and rational judgment, although it was affected to a certain extent, Dikaiopolis still maintained sufficient combat effectiveness. After shaking his head, he once again used a faster and more cautious offensive to attack the waiting people. He regained his energy and the red dragon attacked.

Faced with his former goals and benefactors, the Blood Knight, who lives up to his friendship, shows his full strength here; the figure wearing heavy scarlet armor seems to have set off a red storm on the field, no matter how much the big-mouthed Mobu tries to rip his stomach. It was difficult to organize the words to catch up with the action... If he hadn't been on the highest commentary platform and had the overall vision, he might not even be able to catch up with the two thunderbolts in the field with his own eyes.

But it doesn't matter even if he can't keep up with the speed. Anyone with a discerning eye can see the Blood Knight's all-out effort in the battle and the calmness of his opponent.

Although Dichaiopolis launched a sharp and fierce attack, Ozwald was still able to dodge as if at leisure, letting the incoming heavy chops fall into the air and create deep ravines in the arena. , causing a strong tremor - with his back to the former, the powerful dragon's tail wrapped around his abdomen, further squeezing and deforming the already damaged armor, causing damage to the flesh protected underneath.

After fighting for many rounds, this time, it was the Blood Knight's turn to turn his body into a cannonball.

Greater force, stronger impact, deeper marks...

Decaiopolis was thrown back into the trace where he was thrown by the dragon's horn a few minutes ago; completely destroying the wall of the Major, even the battle ax in his hand had fallen off, causing everyone in the audience to scream.

However, it is also because of this.

A drop of blood dripped from the ax and seeped into the ground.

A scarlet ocean enveloped the arena.

Knights of the Round Table, fight to the death!Knight Major: 45 Blood Knight II

Blood gurgled on the arena, like a terrifying scarlet lake, swallowing up everything it touched.

In the incantation chanted by the Minoans in the Minoan language like a prayer - he had used this power during the match with the Black Knight Sapphire Schwartz more than ten years ago, Now with the passage of time and accumulation, it has become more perfect and powerful.

Countless sharp blades are formed as a result. While attacking the target enemy as a sharp blade, it also replaces the armor damaged in the battle and further strengthens it.

Such Originium skills make people wonder...compared to a one-on-one match, whether a battlefield full of corpses and casualties is the stage where it can show its true power.

And the man named Dicaeopolis may be more in line with the name of the blood demon in the world's inherent image than the pure blood in the Sakaz court.

"May I ask the goddess's curtain to grant me victory."

Following the customs inherited from his hometown, he made an oath to the goddess of battle and victory to obtain her protection; the blood knight waved the battle ax in his hand, and with the blessing of blood spells, this weapon that had been scarred in the battle regained its luster. A different kind of vitality - with the swing, scarlet, rich and impactful blood is splashed out.

Heavy blows struck the red dragon's body one after another, knocking him back.

But he was not given a chance to turn around and take a breather. The body that was about to fly was immediately pulled down by the chain of tentacles shooting from the sea of ​​​​blood, and coupled with the blockade of the blood blade, it was firmly suppressed to welcome the next attack.

"That's right! That's it...dedicate your will and soul to the devil called the Source Stone in your body, and exchange pain and faith for strength! That is the only strategy for you mortals to reach the side of the flying dragon! "

Not to mention fear, there was not even the slightest sense of nervousness; despite the sharp edge of the sword and ax coming at him, he was still unscathed. The red dragon with overwhelming power was enjoying the "flavor" of his opponent's Origin Stone skills.

After all, Source Stone skills are the result of human spirit and thoughts being projected through an energy medium like Source Stone when they are strong enough, changing the world to an extremely small extent.Therefore, for practitioners who have delved deeply into the Originium Skills, exposure to the Originium Skills is the most direct way to touch the purest spirit of others and taste their "souls".

In other words-

"You are in my clutches and there is no escape, Dicaeopolis."

The young and powerful red dragon laughed wildly.

As the Witch King, he is the master of magic and spiritual manipulation; as Drac, he is the emperor who controls the phenomena and signs of life.

And blood has always been the most directly linked to life... Just like someone once said, this scarlet thing is the currency of the living.

The exchange of host and guest was completed in an instant.

With a strong impact that was indescribable in any words exploding in his mind, Dikaiopolis felt as if his spirit had been forcibly torn apart; The blood sea, whose hands, feet and will were as extended as arms, was infected by an even stronger will, thus completely cutting off contact with himself.

And it's not just spiritual.

The frantic sea of ​​blood began to heat up rapidly, evaporating a large amount of water vapor that obscured the vision, but also leaving behind something more viscous and pulpy-like sticky asphalt surrounding the Minoans, surrounding them. He wrapped and covered it layer by layer, and after expelling all the air, it finally turned into a hard blood-colored sphere.

The entire arena was as silent as death.

Even the commentator, Big Mouth Mobu, couldn't figure it out. It was clear that the Blood Knight had the upper hand and was about to turn around and start counterattacking (at least that's what it seemed), so how could something created by his Origin Stone skills backfire on its owner? Already?Is it possible that completely liquid blood can be said to be counterintuitive?

It was somewhat difficult for them to turn around.

But no matter what, the rich people who once invested in the Blood Knight and the infected knights who truly loved him never wanted the heroes they supported to be defeated and die... A sea of ​​support echoed in the night sky. , begging for the resurrection of Casimir's goblet.

Deceapolis did not fail them.

Although it took a while, he finally broke through the "asphalt" that sealed him.

It's just not easy to do this.

"It's almost over. You've done a great job, Dicaeopolis."

Although he still folded his hands, the arrogance on his face that was concave for the sake of personality has slowly dissipated; Ozwald, who confirmed that the battle was coming to an end, returned to his usual calmness and casualness, praising the Blood Knight for his performance. The hard work in the battle also persuaded him not to act on his temporary ambition.

After all, this tournament is just a game for wealthy merchants to have fun, rather than a real battlefield for practicing ideals and beliefs; just go all out and go through it without leaving any regrets, and it won't really be a life-or-death battle.

But the Minoans declined the red dragon's advice.

"Even if it takes me a lifetime to look up, I still want to appreciate more of the towering magnificence of the mountains. Even if it is difficult to overcome in my lifetime, I can still regard this as a perseverance goal."

Dicaeopolis, whose heavy armor was shattered and even his battle ax had been turned into powder, told Ozward this way.

Instead of the frustration and dejection of failure, his eyes were filled with excitement and the desire to challenge.

Even he himself did not know why; Dicaeopolis was in a rather high mood.

Whether it was when he established his own knighthood, or winning the [-] Major Championship prompted Casimir to push the law to relax the rights of infected people... all the moments of success and fame in the past, those emotions cannot be compared with this moment. Comparable.