Gate of Revelation Chapter 256: [S class? !! ] (Top)
Chapter 256 [S-Class? !! ] (Top)
Xianlili's rain is as lingering as never before.
Continuous rain shrouded the sky over London City, and the streets were washed away by the rain as if they were much cleaner. The cars on the road drove slowly, and the pedestrians on the road rushed.
The ancient London Bridge is in this rain curtain, as if it were a classical oil painting.
Above the sky, suddenly a lightning came.
The light fell over the city of London, then suddenly scattered.
The entire city of London, if you look down, you will find that there seems to be a huge light curtain between the sky and the sky beginning to sweep quickly.
The fence raised by police in front of Westminster Cathedral.
The Tower of London is busy cleaning up the workers and equipment of the damaged tower.
On a certain street, as if it had withstood a terrorist attack, the collapsed floor and broken windows ...
All these seem to be quickly restored under the light curtain.
It's just like rewinding a video.
The light curtain flashes quickly, then disappears.
On the street, everything seems different.
The taxi that was originally driving on the street seems to have just slowly pulled out of the garage.
Passers-by who are struggling with umbrellas are sitting in their own living room and sipping afternoon tea.
The police, who were arresting the thief in anger, sat back in the police car and held the freshly-fried fries. The thief, wearing a thick leather coat, passed the police car slowly. Whistling ...
City is still this city, and people are these people.
But the node of time seems to turn back a lot ...
...
Under the London Bridge. Three people came from the rain.
No one knows when these three people appeared. Even the pedestrians on the side of the road didn't look at it as if the three people had been standing here.
A dilapidated carriage was beside them, and the carriage was also restored to a black SUV under the light curtain.
Chen Xiaolian looked at his broken leather armor, and the blood was washed away by rain. Then quickly turned into a modern suit, which is exactly the one he wore a few days ago.
Tires and spare tires, tiredness on his face. And a touch of luck.
"I think ... we can return smoothly this time. After returning, we should find a temple to burn incense well."
The spare tire looked at his one-armed arm and smiled bitterly.
"Go buy a ticket now. Then contact Roddy, he should be waiting for us outside of London." Chen Xiaolian whispered.
"Okay. Let's go to the airport." The tire nodded.
"You go first ... I ... I need to go somewhere!" Chen Xiaolian looked at the sky, looked at the rain, took a deep breath, his eyes were extremely firm!
...
Chen Xiaolian walked to the door of the private museum.
The damaged bronze statue in the courtyard, as well as the broken building, have been restored.
He stands across the street, watching as a car slowly moves out of the museum.
Although the windows were closed, Chen Xiaolian still saw the people sitting inside.
The front passenger position. A middle-aged silver-haired butler.
In the back row, it is faintly visible, that beautiful and indifferent young countess.
A strange smile appeared on the corner of Chen Xiaolian's mouth. There seemed to be a hint of bitterness in the smile.
He walked across the street, trampling his leather boots in the water.
...
Standing in the rain, Chen Xiaolian pressed the doorbell on the fence door.
Soon, a small door opened, Chen Xiaolian stepped in, and walked into a low house next to the main building inside.
The door is open. Chen Xiaolian walked into the door and felt the heating inside.
There is still hot tea on the table.
The middle-aged man Amble. Sit quietly there, facing the door.
Looking up, he glanced at Chen Xiaolian, his eyes seemed to have a touch of relief: "You have come back alive."
Chen Xiaolian enters the door and closes it, but glances at a black long-handled umbrella hanging on the wall beside the door.
"I'm lucky, I couldn't win, but ... I'm lucky." Chen Xiaolian came over and sat at the table.
"Take off your coat, this rain is really uncomfortable." Ambler smiled lightly: "I just made a cup of tea and drank a cup to drive off the cold."
Chen Xiaolian took off his coat, hung on the back of a chair, sat in front of Amble, took a cup of tea in front of him and drank it.
"Tea is not so good."
Chen Xiaolian raised an eyebrow: "If you have a life, you can have one more drink."
Ambler smiled: "It seems ... this copy is difficult?"
Chen Xiaolian thought for a while and shook his head: "I said ... I'm just lucky."
"Will William win the throne? Is it difficult?"
Chen Xiaolian's eyes are a little stunned, it seems that a picture flashed in his mind ...
...
Boom! !!
When King William raised his sword in the stone and rushed to Harold, no one would think that Harold used only one sword to split King William with his sword ...
Fly out! !!
It's like a giant facing a child's challenge!
Win no suspense!
This is almost a crush!
Seeing that King William was kneeling on the ground, he barely supported his body with the sword in his hand and refused to fall. His hands were full of blood! Blood was flowing from my mouth!
The soldiers around were shocked, and someone immediately roared, trying to raise his weapon and rushing to Harold ...
At this time, Harold finally revealed the true face of the copy plot wave ss.
His sword is on the ground, looking up at the sky, and moaning softly in his mouth:
"Does God grant me kingship, who can take it away!"
The horrible golden light shone, centered on where Harold stood. With a distance of about thirty meters in diameter, all the soldiers of the Norman Legion suddenly couldn't stand. Powerful, as if not belonging to this world!
All soldiers cannot continue to hold the weapon in their hand, and they cannot point the weapon at Harold!
Then someone started to kneel to the ground!
Although struggling, though twisted, but growling. But no one can move one step further to Harold's position!
Even Chen Xiaolian himself.
He can't move either. He seemed to find that his body no longer obeyed his orders! If you want to approach Harold half a step, you can't do it!
And this time, the only one. The only people who can barely stand upright and meet Harold again with a sword ...
King William!
With ... in his hand!
Choose the sword of the king! !!
...
"Did you experience this copy?" Chen Xiaolian squinted his eyes and looked at Amble in front of him.
Amble's fingers are long and stable. He firmly holds a cup of tea and takes a sip slowly.
Facing Chen Xiaolian's words, Ambler did not answer.
Chen Xiaolian sighed in a low voice: "At that moment, I thought I had lost the mission. Harold is too powerful. He is not a mortal at all! His power is even comparable to monsters I have seen above level B.
Most importantly, the system limits our participation in this duel.
I can only stand by and watch the battle ... knowing that King William is just an ordinary person, I have to challenge an opponent of inhuman strength.
I thought I lost. "
"Then what? You're sitting here safely now." Ambler smiled.
"Yes ... because. I suddenly remembered something." Chen Xiaolian took a deep breath: "The system will not post unfinished tasks!"
Uncompleted tasks are not posted.
This sentence suddenly made Ambler's eyes jump.
He put down the tea cup, looked at Chen Xiaolian quietly, and exhaled.
Chen Xiaolian whispered: "The exchange of that witchcraft!"
Stuck, he smiled bitterly: "I almost thought wrong before. I thought that the magic of exchange was used to win this war. Let the soldiers bless the courage and bless the power. The exchange is in their favor. Wind direction, exchange for the sun's rays that are beneficial to our own ... even exchange blessings for cavalry to trample and smash ...
These are all obstacles! "
Chen Xiaolian said here, he patted the table fiercely, gritted his teeth, and smiled bitterly: "Actually, this is a pit, just see if you can see that it is a pit.
This is a battle of thrones. The final decision is the duel between the two kings.
A challenger to the throne, to challenge a king.
The key is whether Harold himself can be killed!
So, most of those witchcraft that can be exchanged are garbage! It's useless at all.
Only two are useful:
First, your own designated character will halve the damage.
Second, the opponent designates a character, and the damage is doubled!
If the two projects are used well, you can directly bridge the gap of four times the strength! "
Ambler smiled: "So ... did you use it? Is your final credit enough?"
Chen Xiaolian smiled bitterly.
Half of the designated person's damage is halved and exchanged for 150 points.
Double the damage of the designated character of the opponent to redeem 150 points.
The system is really dead!
I have just 300 points!
Also, during the battle, I used a courageous blessing to waste 50 points.
It wasn't enough.
But fortunately ... with the point of the guy named Conan joined.
Conan contributed 100 points to himself ...
...
When King William finally chopped a sword on Harold, the sword in the stone burst into an astonishing light!
The shining light above the sword's edge instantly suppressed the golden light on Harold's body!
With a bang, Harold's sword is broken.
[System Tip: Special equipment sword in the stone, to stimulate incidental skills: break the front, cut off the opponent's weapon. 】
Jianfeng went down, cut into Harold's wrist, and smashed blood!
[System Tip: Special equipment sword in the stone, bless the blood of the enemy of the king, activation level 90%, activate auxiliary skills: the power of the king, equipment users bless the majesty, eliminate any negative spiritual effects. 】
Harold's broken hand flew into the sky, his tall body leaned back! (To be continued)