I, with a long knife in my hand, can only do one move

What a pity.

On his side of the battlefield, Phil also found more familiar faces, including KK who was standing at the back with a sniper rifle, and the one who looked bohemian and raised his middle finger at the fanatic believers outside the barrier and kept provoking them. White-haired idiot - Zab Revelo.

"Wow, look at your face, which looks like a [-] set filled with [-] eggs that has been used and dried in the sun. You are so blind! Your god will not vomit it out on the spot after seeing it. Is this street flooded... Huh? Huh?" He raised his hands in the air and shook his two middle fingers.

Although the fanatics from other worlds couldn't understand what the arrogant scum was saying, the insulting nature of the gesture of raising the middle finger seems to be universal across the universe.

The enthusiasm of those believers was obviously provoked, and they appeared even more manic.

"That idiot, why are you still provoking at this time? Don't you think it's not enough trouble?!" Tracy of the Conjurer family looked disgusted and moved away from some of the white hairs who were mocking.

But completely unaware that she would be acquired by Zab a few years later and become his girlfriend.

The flickering blue light in the battlefield stopped, and it seemed that there were basically so many members of Yakura and other organizations who came here to support.

The number of people is basically a huge gap visible to the naked eye, about two to three hundred people versus several thousand...

"It's all here, please stay here!"

The Warlock who maintained the barrier was transferred away to assist the reverse summoning to prevent the further occurrence of the earthquake disaster. Everyone was informed that the barrier could only last for less than 2 minutes after they left, and the rest of the time was their face-to-face confrontation with the fanatics.

The Warlock Association and the hundreds of people with extraordinary abilities around the enchantment pillar will be the last two lines of defense in the human world.

They seem to be placed at both ends of the balance, and the collapse of either party will cause the worst irreversible consequences.

As the pale yellow barrier shattered, the fanatics rushed forward screaming frantically, and what greeted them was a barrage of throwing weapons composed of dense spell bullets, bullets, and blood spells.

The battle is about to start, and the battle to defend the enchantment pillar officially begins at this moment!

Chapter 176 Fighting to the Death

The flames across the battlefield seemed to completely ignite the darkness of despair. The roar came like a tsunami, and the collision between flesh and blade echoed on the scorched earth covered with dark clouds and thunderous.

This is the last line of defense in the human world, and behind everyone is the Great Barrier Pillar of Hersharemz that supports the final balance between the worlds.

The only requirement: stick to it.... fight to the death!

After the conjurers chanted the incantations together, the incantation bullets condensed into a dazzling meteor shower like no money, and smashed hard at the assembled mad believers, killing them at the moment of contact. Turned into a burning blue flame.Many casualties were caused, and the crowd fell in pieces like harvested wheat.

But none of them flinched. The fanatics from the other world still held their weapons high, or rushed towards the enchantment pillar with fanaticism.It seems that welcoming death and sacrificing their own lives is the ultimate destination for them to welcome the arrival of the "god".

The language he shouted was incomprehensible to Phil and others, but the sound of thousands of people shouting together gave people a very strong sense of shock.

The aura of engraving faith and fanaticism into the soul, without fear of death, even made the Yahuns in the front row who gathered their weapons and prepared to fight couldn't help but retreat.

——This is the jihad in their hearts.

Phil's position was a little behind, and she didn't face the fanatics' attack as close as the Yahuns in the first row, but she was still shocked by the real war scene in front of her.

Although there are struggles in chaotic cities, they will end hastily in the end, or be suppressed by absolute force. Although the tricks of conspirators are difficult, there are also solutions.

Abnormal life has become a daily routine, and even a little nonsensical and funny from time to time.

But Phil never thought that behind this kind of life, he would experience such a pure war.

And wars often have only two outcomes—either victory or death.

Not long after, the fanatics had left hundreds of corpses and charged into the front line, fighting hand-to-hand with the Yahuns in the front row. The relatively low-accuracy group spell bomb attack could no longer be released. Hitting allies down will only give the opponent a bigger advantage.

"Blood Fighting Vulcan, the fourth blade, Red Lotus Bone!"

The bright red flame tornado violently illuminated a large area of ​​the battlefield, engulfing several fanatics.

Zab Ray

Flo….

It was the first time Phil saw him look so serious. In his silver pupils, there was only sharpness focused on fighting. His cheeks were already stained with blood from whoever it was, and he kept waving his hands. The huge bloody greatsword in it.

He was the one who raised his middle finger to taunt before the battle, but now he is standing in the first line of defense, and it is still him who is the first to meet the enemy.

No wonder, even though Zhabu has an extremely awkward personality and a downright scumbag style, he was still invited by Klaus and others to enter Libra. Regarding this point, there is still something quite reliable.

Knowing that the guys at the front must be the group with the highest death rate, he still walked forward without hesitation, leaving his back to the others.

There is a good saying, do you want to be a hero for 5 minutes in front of everyone, or choose to back down and be a coward for a lifetime?

The sound of the muscles connecting to the bones being shattered by brute force made one's teeth sour, and the spurt of blood completely dyed Zhabu's figure red.

"It's not strong enough at all. Are you all such cannon fodder-level softies? Then a hundred more will not be enough for me to kill!"

Zabu held on to the giant sword and gasped for air. During this period, he did not forget to raise his middle finger to salute the endless waves of enemies in front of him.

"Unfortunately, there are thousands of you..."

With a wry smile, he pulled out his huge sword and began to slash again, but the enemies around him were getting more and more surrounded, and they were about to drown them.

Even if Zabu is really strong, he can't resist pure crowd-packing tactics. After all, the combat effectiveness of those fanatics is not low.

There are still many Yahuns who have been besieged to death like this, and they can't manage it at all. Everyone can't protect themselves. Stephen and Klaus have already rushed forward, leaving Phil in the back row.

Zhabu's movement of swinging the knife has slowed down significantly, and the wounds on his body have also begun to increase. If this continues, he may die on this battlefield in the near future.

But how did he survive? !

Phil stared at the figure of Zabu in the distance, and such a question popped up in his mind.

Looking around, it seemed that no one had noticed him except himself.

Who can save her?who...

His palms were soaked in sweat, and Phil's body stiffened involuntarily from the coldness from the metal knife handle.

Could it be yourself?

"Never try to change the course of history." Shiroyasha's advice echoed in his mind.

What has happened is an established fact, Zhabu will not die here, as long as he bears witness...

But such an excuse can't lie to himself at all.

1 Zell's coin, a vendetta in a convenience store, and being infected by blood family members...the mother of the Campbell sisters was wiped out because of this.

It seems that it should not happen here, and it comes from the trajectory of additional fate interference.

Three years...no, four years later, Hersharemz Rot, this grotesque city has been regarded as his home, as the destination of his soul.

There will be a large group of friends, friends who care about each other like family and always bicker and play tricks on each other... so she will never feel alone again.

Although Zhabu doesn't know himself now, this is not what he will meet in the future.

But if you want to say, can you just watch Zhabu die in front of you?

No.

Gracefell clenched the long knife in his hand, and stepped towards Zab, who was surrounded by fanatics.

Studies have shown that emotions are a very powerful force, which can promote the secretion of adrenaline in your body, make people breathe faster, heartbeat and blood flow faster, pupils dilate, provide more energy for physical activities, and make reactions more efficient. fast.

It can also re-induce back into your body that power that shouldn't be there again.

People who have experienced the infection of blood family members will experience extreme pain during the recovery operation and cannot help crying out. Although this will increase the psychological burden on the healer, it can also convey the progress of the operation to them.

When the infected blood is completely purified, the patient often falls into a coma, or stops crying as the pain subsides.

However, when Gracefield was undergoing purification treatment, Abrams did not confirm the progress of the operation very accurately because he was used to the pain. This is the first time Abrams has seen such a patient. .

And there is no special instrument that can detect the cells of the blood group, because any optical equipment cannot observe the blood group.Therefore, a very small number of blood cells remained in Phil's body and were not completely purified.

As time goes by, although Phil himself is not aware of this, the powerful regenerative ability of the blood race is mobilized by the high emotions at this time, accompanied by a large amount of adrenaline secreted and a beating heart that starts to multiply and replicate, as the blood vessels flow through whole body.

But this kind of hidden danger is not negative, just like Klaus before, it will only bring her strength and vitality far beyond ordinary people...

A figure with long brown hair moved faster and faster between the battlefields, and even became blurred.But her bright eyes were still as blue as jewels.

Zheng!

The clear sound of the sword resounded across the battlefield accompanied by the unsheathing of the long knife at Phil's waist. The cold blade reflected the wanton fire in the battlefield, which hurt everyone's eyes severely.

Chapter 177 Sword God

The body became lighter and lighter, and the blood carrying amazing strength was pumping to the whole body with every beat of Phil's heart.

"what is that?!"

Someone had already noticed Phil who was shuttled across the battlefield at high speed, and they stared at her and exclaimed in an unbelievable tone.

Because she is so different!

On the battlefield where bullets, high-tech laser guns, blood spells and incantations are flying around, only the petite figure with long brown hair is holding a long knife that looks even a little old, and it is in harmony with the surrounding paintings. The wind seemed out of place.

It was the purest killing weapon that appeared on the battlefield thousands of years ago, without any bells and whistles, only the cutting sound when cutting into the enemy's flesh and the weapon that still reflected the cold shimmer after being stained with blood. blade.

With a body strengthened by the ability of the blood race, combined with the skills honed over countless hours, even without the support of the system, she still has the glory that belongs only to herself.....

——Sword God!

The strongest in the field of cold weapons has combined talent, blood, sweat and even the skill of penetrating death during the long time of waving the weapon in his hand.

The Blood Realm Familia have super vitality and recovery ability, so their battles basically rely on the body and instinct. They rarely bother to compete with their opponents' skills. It is more useful to engage in a war of attrition by exchanging wounds with the enemy. .This is why it takes at least two highly skilled Yagari combatants to fight against a Blood Realm Familiar.

But if you have the physical strength of a vampire, coupled with the skills of reaching perfection... what will it be like?

Perhaps, Gracefell, who was now shuttling through the battlefield, could explain to them what a violent and dazzling chemical reaction this would be.

The throat that sang the war song was severed by the ruthless cold blade, and the dense attacks that fell could not even touch the corners of her clothes and hair. When you are locked by her beautiful eyes like jewels, the time left for you Maybe not more than a few seconds.

As if launching a resistance is useless and unnecessary, all you can wait for is death.

The cut wounds and blood rushing out of the arteries spurted outwards as if they didn't need money, covering the area with a layer of faint red mist, and then the strong wind brought by her high-speed movement was blown away. Flourishing over the battlefield.

It really embodies the vocabulary of violence aesthetics to the fullest, and portrays the scene of bloody storms deeply rooted in the hearts of the people!

As the last fanatic who besieged Zhabu fell under the knife of the strange girl with puzzled eyes, he even felt that the air around him was gradually frozen together.

Zhabu's eyes widened, his hands trembled uncontrollably due to loss of strength, and he said to the stranger in front of him exuding an amazing momentum: "Thank you..."

"It turns out that you can still say such things in a serious manner. It's really strange."

"what?"

The white-haired idiot covered in bruises in front of him looked confused, as if a big question mark had popped up on his head.

Phil shook his head and said, "It's nothing, the battle is not over yet, be careful not to die..."

She seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then swallowed the "Zab" that was about to blurt back into her throat.

The strange girl who pulled her from the pool of blood turned and left. While controlling the blood to coagulate the wound, Zhabu condensed the weapon again, and shouted at her back: "Hey! Although I don't know your name, I I owe you a life, but remember it for me!"

The meaning of this sentence is probably: Please don't die.

Even if that's the case, it's still not frank enough, Zarbu.

Phil shook his head and smiled wryly at this.

However, I remember, you will pay back this life later...but it will have to wait until three years later.

The battle is still going on. Although there is a strong sword god joining, the number of people is always a flaw.

They are the one being surrounded. Enemies are constantly coming from all directions around the enchantment pillar. They want to break through this last line of defense and help their gods descend to the world. Even if it is the beginning of welcoming the end and death, they He is not afraid at all, because in the eyes of those fanatics, this is not the end, but the destination to go to.

A hundred can defeat a thousand, but not every conjurer and tooth hunter is a strong general who can defeat ten with one. After all, people like Zabu, Klaus, and Stephen are a minority.

The defense line is inevitably collapsing, and the enemies seem to be endless. People can't help but ask, are there so many thousands of people?

But no one has the time to care about this answer, and even worse news came from the contacts of the members of the Warlock Association.

"The chanting speed of the reverse summoning array can't keep up with the speed of the earthquake disaster. We need to call more magicians to support!"

"What? Can't you see that the battle line is collapsing now? Drawing people from here is hastening death. They need us!"

As a member of the conjurer, Tracy yelled at Angelica who appeared next to her and expressed her objection.

"But without your help, in another 5 minutes, the earth under your feet will be torn in half under endless vibrations. Even if the Great Barrier Pillar is intact, it will be useless. Don't talk about this city by then. , this enchantment..."

Angelica's usual cheerful expression has disappeared.

There is only deep exhaustion: "Everyone will die."

"Tracy!" Another woman heard the sound and ran over to call Tracy's name.

"elder sister...."