"Brush..." The sound of breaking through the air resounded in my ears, two golden swords were inserted into the ground and the hilt was still buzzing.

"Miscellaneous, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

Such an arrogant voice sounded on the overpass. Dismusk's slender brows were frowned, and he narrowed his eyes and looked at the golden figure. He couldn't help but complain in his heart that he didn't look at the almanac when he went out, why did he meet this guy?

"Archer!" Dismusk pursed his lips and squeezed his voice. The latter raised his eyebrows and looked arrogant and replied to the other party's call.

"I ate two pounds of durian before going out."

Archer, who held his head and chest up, couldn't help but be stunned after hearing this. He didn't understand the meaning of the other party's words at all, especially as an ancient king, he probably didn't know what durian was at that time. Although he used the role of the Great Holy Grail to understand what species durian was, Dismusk's codeword was still a little unclear.

"What the hell do you want to say?"

"I said you have a bad mouth, it's time to brush your teeth!" Dismusk grinned and said haha.

Archer's face changed, and his originally domineering and perverted expression couldn't help but sank. He laughed strangely and shouted, "I still want to play with you. Since you want to die so much, I will fulfill you!"

Under the cheerful laughter, the lights flashed around the dark night, and a slight golden light emitted from countless vibrating spaces, spreading around in an arc, and in a moment it became circular ripples. Under the turbulent air flow, swords, guns, halberds, and weapons shone out from the dimensional space. A momentary cold light photography was photographed, and murderous intent was rippling.

Seeing the long night being replaced by golden light in the sky, Dismusk couldn't help but gasp. He didn't have such a weapon when he fought with this rich man. He thought he was just a rich man, but he didn't expect that he was still a nouveau riche, no! He was a prodigal son...

Looking at Dismusk with a shocked expression, the proud local king smiled with satisfaction.

"You robbed the tomb of Egyptian pharaoh?" Dismusk said, subconsciously complaining.

The smile that had just been bent at the corner of his mouth had not yet dissipated, but the man in front of him twitched, as if he had been humiliated with the Egyptian pharaoh. The hero king was like a cat with a hair blown away, and said in anger, "Looking for death!"

Just like the sky shining on the ground with nine suns, golden lights are flourishing, countless cold lights are rising, covering the sky and the sun. The whole space is fan-shaped, and countless golden weapons are pouring towards Dismusk like meteors.

Looking at the swords, guns, swords and halberds that were more than the stars in the sky, Dismusk did not dare to be careless and hurriedly circulated the burning power of the small universe. A layer of cream seemed to be golden light on the surface of his body, and crystal clearness appeared between his hands. His five fingers opened to the cold light in the sky and shouted "Crystal Wall"

A thin layer of surface shook in front of the body, and then countless sharp blades came to the face. It caused countless ripples like a stubborn stone entering the water. At first, the ripples on the lake surface could also bounce back the treasure back, but as the projected treasures were infinitely superimposed, the crystal wall gradually became saturated, and the originally crystal clear picture gradually appeared cracks.

This scene is very similar to the first time the two of them fought each other. The hero king on the overpass finally showed a satisfied smile, and time will determine the winner and lose.

Facing cracks on the wall, compared to yesterday's battle, Dismusk did not feel panic on his face. He calmly stretched out his hand and pointed his fingers down, as if calling for something. The air current was shaking, and countless metal atoms around the surface were quickly gathering, containing a few other trace elements. In an instant, it condensed into a famous sword, which looked like Saber's holy sword, but was a little darker in color.

Looking at the black "Gada" in his hand, Dismusk's eyebrows leaped slightly, and he did not investigate why the iron element in the Japanese air was black, because the Hero King gave him little time, and he had to teach this ignorant yellow-haired boy what it means not to use the same move in front of Saint Seiya.

In an instant, the golden light on the surface of Diss's body flourished again, emitting a layer of glory like the sun; at the same time, the space behind him stirred up slight turmoil like the ice surface rupture. It turned out that countless swords, guns, swords and halberds were torn out of the space, rendering half of the sky, fighting with the King of Heroes' Golden Light Arsenal, and they were in panic, but they were still the same, and the pile of weapons were a little black.

Archer on the overpass was also frightened at first. After seeing the black iron in the sky, he couldn't help but smile and bent over. He said frankly, "Fakes are fakes after all, but if you make fakes, you can't take a snack!"

As soon as the words fell, a crisp "click" sounded from the quiet night.

The crystal wall is cracked...

On the crystal clear fragments, the gradually qi-evaporated Dismusk reflected. Under a ray of flame, countless swords, guns, swords and halberds hugged each other like a tide. The black ones were shining with golden light, and the momentum of a fierce horse neighing and the golden sword battlefield was emitted between them.

"Boom..." It seemed like a long horn that launched a charge. The infinite golden light compressed the black light away instantly. Even in the silent night, the hero king's treasure also emitted dazzling glory.

Under the overpass, the golden waves are in a mess. I don’t know how to write the lies of politicians tomorrow’s morning news. On the overpass, on the spacious and grand road, the hero king stood lonely on it, his arrogant eyes scrutinized the crowd below like a thousand years ago, and his crescent-like corners of his mouth gradually became flat.

In the mess of dust, a blazing lightning suddenly passed through the forest-like sea of ​​swords, and the cold breath filled the edge of the golden light.

The hero king's pupils suddenly shrank, and everything became nothingness under his vision. Only the vast lightning flashed in his mind was left in the world, as blue as the sea and the sea and the sky were the same.

"Hmph!" A soft hum, was it arrogant or disdainful...

The chin raised high and his eyes were once again low. Visually high suppression can highlight the dignity of the "king". Any ant can only admire the glorious rights. Under the golden glory, the broken space rotating golden wheel suddenly appears on both sides of the shoulder armor of the hero king suddenly reappears.

As if it was a slow and solid wheel, several rays of light flowed through it, the cold light of the sword, the wave light of the knife, the blood light of the spear and the halberd, gathered together for a while, but more of the circulating golden light, becoming more and more prosperous. Finally, the entire world was shrouded in, including the chilling lightning.

As the disc flowed, two famous swords with gold all over the body shattered out of the space, revealing their sharp edges, the sword body was bright and the light was overflowing.

"Sir..." A strange and rapid sound came from this brilliance, accompanied by the blue light. In the golden ocean of the vast sea, it was like a bloodthirsty sea snake, swallowing and spitting out a trace of red letters and swimming towards the throat of the prey.

The hero king's pupils opened wide in an instant, and he watched the lightning speed rapidly, and a gentle "z" curve was inserted into the golden light. At that moment, time seemed to be frozen. The noble "king" looked unpredictable, his body was still moving, his dark red and deep eyes raised slightly, and he looked at the long sword stretched out from the shoulder armor, the sword protecting his throat. At this moment, the sparks sizzled from the sword body to the hilt. Under the faint firelight, the "lightning" was pulled out from the night. It was a black "holy sword" with the tip of the sword. The sword tip was scattered, and the hilt of the sword was dark blue. The proud king could be sure that the damn guy must be hidden in the blue haze.

What a fast speed! What a terrible skill!

What experience is the hero king? He only burst out with terrifying speed and agility from the opponent, and subconsciously adjusts the angle of the pre-firing treasure on his shoulder side at almost zero distance to protect his neck to avoid the opponent's ghost-like assassination.

At this moment, although it was only a moment, the thick breath of death seemed to be entangled in the king's heart like eternity. The hero king's face was as blue as the bottom of a pot, but the skin was slightly pale, both shocked and angry!

With a "slam" sound, golden light flashed, and the treasures in the sky disappeared. The sky seemed to be back to a long night. The stars flashed in the sky. The atmosphere on the land under the sky was extremely solemn, with murderous auras. Although the depressed atmosphere was only for that moment, it seemed to be suppressed for a long time. The sharp weapon that had just flew away in the distance had not yet dissipated.

In just less than a second, the overpass was bright and golden light, like the panic sun rising from the horizon, shining on the earth. Under the cover of a brilliant color, the air flow was turbulent, the wind pressure faults, the space was broken, and the overpass cast by steel and cement actually emitted a slight turbulence in the strong wind.

A destruction that is not like the world will come from the flowing luster. The simple hilt of the sword trembled slightly in the wind. Under the blue stripes, the sword body gradually showed its true form. The blood-red lines continued to the tip of the sword. The arrangement one after another seemed to interpret countless laws of survival, simple and mysterious, flowing and restrained. What kind of treasure is this? What kind of king is this?

Under the bath of light, the hero king's cold eyes poked out from under the treasure, staring at the blue light that broke through the air, his body was like lightning, and suddenly arrived. The extremely fast figure and the bursting speed actually exceeded several times the speed of sound at that moment. Then he arrived first, holding the treasure high towards the black shadow, and a mountain pressed over the top!

"Drink!!!" Is this the roar of the king!

With a "click", the sound of metal breaking sounded from the darkness, and objects fell from the air. The hero king's anger subsided a lot. Although he did not cut off the person, the crisp sound of blocking became his vent, and his heart felt much more relaxed. The person fell from the air to the ground. Under the illumination of the starlight, he saw a broken sword, inserted on the ground, and the hilt of the sword lies not far away, except for the damn figure.

Escaped?!

The joy just now on the handsome face was swept away, and the eyebrows and eyes on the edges and corners couldn't help but jump. As the moment of weathering of the broken sword, he could not feel the other party's breath. Obviously, he let the guy run away again. The next moment, the hero king smiled again. You can't run away from the monk, but he can't run away from the temple. A gust of wind passed by, and the world fell into the tranquility of the past.

The earth shrouded at night and the forest where the snowflakes stagnate, the fierce battle continued.

There are obviously two servings of the knight rank who show their power in the blood sea, but the situation of the battle is still not clear. The space left by the monsters killed every time can always be filled by other monsters at the first time. The living space of the two knights is constantly compressed, and the monsters actually surge like a tide and cannot be killed.

"It's that magic book, Luncer! As long as he has his treasures, the situation of the battle will not change."

After all, as a former king, with years of combat experience, Saber quickly found the opponent's weakness in the battle.

"So that's it..." Lunder looked at the layers of monsters and couldn't help but sigh, trying to get close to Caster. The dense journey was enough to make people feel a headache.

"What are you underestimating? Are you praying for yourself!" Caster in the distance mocked her heart.

As if he saw Luncer's concerns, Saber completely ignored Caster's words. With a wave of the great sword, the wind roared, and the barrier space in the holy sword roared. The monsters near him swept away, and the wind shattered.

The sword body tilted, and its sharpness reached the Caster deep in the sea of ​​demons. The Wind King barrier that penetrated the holy sword was completely released at that moment. Under the call of the fierce wind, golden light emitted a shining light from the sword body, rendering the world and embellishing the sea of ​​clouds.

The overwhelming hurricanes hit the monsters on both sides, providing an excellent fighter for Luncer's last strike.

Unlocking the Wind King barrier, he released a strong blow and smashed the monsters around Caster one by one. The bloody wind blew around Caster and weakened most of them, only lifting up the dark magic robe and blowing away the mage's long hair.

"What?" Caster roared in disbelief when he smelled the blood red that was coming to his face. Looking at the mess in front of him, he roared in disbelief.

The voice is hoarse and sharp.
Chapter completed!