hero?it must be me

Similar situations are relatively common in Asian myths and legends.

And even if the category is locked within the dragon species, there is also the saying [Dragon gives birth to nine sons].

With Zheng Qi present, their combat power in this dangerous singularity immediately soared to an unprecedented height.

But, now, we can't continue to fight here.

Don't look at Gao Wen who is being beaten all over the sky and looking in a mess, but compared to Tristan who had to break his arm to survive, his situation is completely different.

Zheng Qi's fists landed firmly on his face every time, but they could only make Gao Wen's handsome face look a little messy. Except for the collapsed bridge of the nose, which was no longer as straight as before, there was nothing more. We were badly damaged.

Da Vinci believed that if the fight continued like this, the winner would be Zheng Qi.

In the protracted war, Da Vinci has confidence in Zheng Qi.

In her opinion, Zheng Qi obviously possesses a semi-perpetual motion-like fantasy organ like the heart of a dragon.

Even if Gao Wen had the blessing of the so-called Nightless Blessing, and with the blessing of a saint, it would be very difficult for him to fight a real pure-blooded dragon solo.

But the problem lies in this [permanence].

After all, this is the base camp of the Lion King. If you continue to fight without knowing how many Knights of the Round Table are in the city, you will probably fall into the predicament of being besieged.

Regardless of Zheng Qi's performance in the siege, Da Vinci didn't think that he and Matthew could match the knights of the round table.

If these solemn knights alone are comparable in number to the previous Sphinx group, then they will fight very hard.

What's more, there is also a Lion King who doesn't know the details.

Yes, right now, it's Lixiang and the others who can't afford it.

Moreover, with the exodus of the refugee team, those two people who are obviously restrained may gradually show their real skills to take each other's life.

"Lixiang, it's almost there. All we can do is to allow the refugees on this side to escape in time, and those in other directions can only let them ask for luck."

"……I understand."

Lixiang also knew the same reason.

Besides Lixiang, there was another person who gradually became aware of the problem.

"Boom!!!"

With a sudden swing of the chain, Gao Wen who was in mid-air was smashed into the ground, Zheng Qi frowned and stared at the depths of the smoke.

(This guy, it's really hard to kill without deliberately punching.)

[The nature and scale of the blessings in his body are different from that of Tristan. 】

The magic code responded in Zheng Qi's heart.

[Although your Indestructible Grip can eat away at the power in his body, the speed at which this cannibalize cannot exceed the recovery speed of that power in his body. If you continue to fight like this, your chances of winning will be greater, but you want to decide the winner , it takes too long. 】

(Is there no way?)

【Have. 】

(……what.)

Zheng Qi reacted.

But this method is not available at this time.

Anyway, this is the entrance of the enemy's base camp.

"call!"

Suddenly, a pillar of fire with a diameter of about three meters burst out from the smoke and dust, and bombarded Zheng Qi directly.

Zheng Qi raised his eyebrows.

Immediately, he was swallowed by the flame——

"——hiss hiss!"

The raging fire swirled layer by layer, rolling into Zheng Qi's open mouth.

In the old saying, tornadoes on the sea and river are called "dragon absorbs water".

Then, what appeared in front of people at this moment, maybe it should be called [Dragon Swallowing Fire].

The tornado of Lie Yan, in full view of everyone, entered Zheng Qi's mouth one after another.

This scene lasted for a full three seconds, until at the other end of the tornado, Gawain holding the holy sword with an ugly face stopped the input of magic power to the holy sword, and the flame tornado, which had lost its charging energy, was released from the holy sword Grate Pulling away, everything poured into Zheng Qi's mouth.

"laugh."

From the corner of Zheng Qi's grinning mouth, red sparks jumped.

Like laughing, like hiccups.

"...A person like you who has no law of the king, how can he understand the king's far-reaching plans."

Gao Wen said with a sullen face: "The path decided by the king is the only path for human beings to survive."

"Bullshit doesn't make sense."

In this regard, Zheng Qi's expression did not change.

"This city belongs to your family. It's up to you whether you want to save the people outside or not. It's not wrong to save it, but it's even more right to save it."

"But if you don't save it, you won't save it. What's the point of killing people?"

"Killing the unarmed old, weak, women and children, and defrauding the poor who are struggling to survive like this."

"That's it? Yuanmou?"

Zheng Qi stared.

"Fuck your Lion King fart!"

Chapter 341 Chapter 41: The Ultimate Insult

This is, without a doubt, an insult.

For the current Gao Wen, compared to scolding him for slaughtering innocents, compared to despising him for being blind and loyal, in front of him, it is really an embarrassing way to scold the king he loves and is loyal to like Zheng Qi. How could he not bear the insult.

At this moment, the anger in Gao Wen's heart almost turned his rationality into burning firewood.

Zheng Qi was in a position where his back was facing the fleeing refugees. If he released the Noble Phantasm from this angle, he would be able to swallow those refugees who hadn't had time to escape together with Zheng Qi into the scorching sun with just one blow.

Although just now witnessed how Zheng Qi ate the sun fire he released, Gao Wen believed that it was just a matter of output power.

As long as he completely released the holy sword in his hand, Gawain was confident that he would be able to impose heavy sanctions on this rebellious man in front of him.

However, Gao Wen's remaining rationality was a thread that was so tight that it was about to split.

He tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, because he still didn't know whether the three selected people had been protected by the upright knights in such chaos.

The number of people the king can lead to the end of the world is limited, and every human being who can be chosen by the king is extremely precious.

The fierce collision between the lord's anger at being insulted and the self-restraint caused by the sense of mission made Gao Wen's face a bit hideous.

At this moment, in Gao Wen's opinion, there was nothing more humiliating than this.

...is that really the case?

"Are you not convinced?"

The sharpness of the pupil of the dragon is even better than that of a falcon.

Zheng Qi clearly saw Gao Wen's ugly face.

He hooked his right index finger at Gao Wen.

"Then come."

"What else do you have to pretend now? Wouldn't it be good to come over with a sword while hypnotizing yourself?"

"Or……"

Zheng Qi sneered.

"Are you afraid?"

Gawain burst out with violent magic power all over his body. The holy sword in his hand, as if responding to his irrepressible anger, suddenly spit out crimson waves of fire from the blade. .

These tumbling flames seem to have a strange entity at this moment, and they collide with the chains of resentment entangled on the blade. At first glance, it seems that the sword of revolving victory itself is trying to break free from the chains of resentment bondage.

However, the firmness and intractability of the chain of resentment once again exceeded Gao Wen's expectations.

It is only one step away from chanting the real name of the treasure, but at this point, the surging magic power in the holy sword is still unable to break through the weird restriction from the chain of resentment.

That eerie power is so stubborn, so unpredictable.

It seems that the real name must be released——

"Brother, it's time to retreat!"

Just when Gao Wen had a decision in his mind, Li Xiang behind Zheng Qi suddenly yelled loudly.

Gao Wen subconsciously glanced in Lixiang's direction.

The fight with Zheng Qi left Gao Wen with no time to take care of his surroundings, so it was only at this time that he noticed that the solemn knights who formed the blocking formation on this side had been defeated by Li Xiang and the others.

Moreover, at some point, beside the three of Lixiang, there was an unknown figure in a gray robe.

Gao Wen immediately realized that the riot started from two directions, almost front and back.

Is it Anzi who has long been lurking on the other side of the formation...

It was calculated.

"Clang clang."

There was a crisp sound from the suddenly tightened chains.

Gao Wen was almost dragged forward and staggered forward.

"You heard."

Zheng Qi held the chain in his left hand, clenched his fist in his right, and stretched his body like a big bow.

In an instant, the gazes of almost everyone present involuntarily turned to the giant body covered with thunder and flames.

To make a metaphor, it’s like walking in the darkness. In this piece of invisible front, invisible back, up, down, left, and right, all in the boundless darkness, suddenly a beam of light comes from one direction.

People will instinctively pursue that light, use their eyes, feet, and without thinking to pursue that light.

Then, however, the light began to change.

Spread, expand, intense!

When people look up at the scorching sun at noon, they tend to close their eyes subconsciously.

It is a kind of self-protection instinct of human beings. Excessively dazzling sunlight is a kind of harm to human beings.

If, then, brighter and brighter than the sun—

What about crazier light?

The people who were staring at Zheng Qi the last second, most of them closed their eyes involuntarily at this moment.

But even if he couldn't see the brilliance that was so bright that it seemed to catch people's eyes, the scorching heat wave that he endured all over his body, and the thunderous thunder that echoed in his ears, he described this heart-shattering picture to everyone present.

——The man who seemed to be grasping the mighty power of the sky with his right fist suddenly swung his fist towards Gao Wen who was in the distance!

"This punch, if you don't die, you can save your life."

——At the moment before being submerged by the dazzling hot torrent, Gao Wen only had time to hear Zheng Qi's words.

When he suddenly clenched the hilt of the sword and tried to chant the true name of the holy sword, he was swallowed up.

The torrent of thunder and fire surged past, and after swallowing Gao Wen, it ran wantonly into the distance, until it was about to touch the magnificent main entrance of the holy capital, and then gradually calmed down.

Zheng Qi flicked his wrist.

The chain of resentment loosened from the holy sword obediently, and after a few twists and turns, it got into Zheng Qi's left hand and disappeared.

He glanced at Gao Wen who was still standing there.

For the residents of this pure white city, perhaps they have never seen Gao Wenru in such a state of distress.

That knight who was as bright as the sun was like a piece of burnt firewood at this moment.

The clothes are ragged and the armor is molten.