I Began Selling Jars from Naruto World Chapter 866: : Is this power foul?
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Esdes' name is known to everyone throughout the empire.
She's almost always victorious.
And never show mercy to enemies.
Everyone wants to be Esdeath's subordinate, but absolutely no one wants to be Esdeath's enemy.
She is also the Revolutionary Army's worst nightmare.
But now.
This nightmare was actually repelled in a one-on-one frontal battle, why didn't the revolutionary army cheer.
Even the top brass of the Revolutionary Army couldn't stop the joy, because they were not the spirit of the Revolutionary Army, which came together to overthrow the Empire.
"The power of the wind?" Estes looked at Arturia and shook his hand, "You also use a special Teigu?"
Artoria did not answer.
Just continued to take a defensive stance.
Esdes didn't care either.
She has already felt that the blood in her body is constantly boiling.
The fighting spirit is high.
"I'd like to see how long you can defend against it!" The rapier in her hand was raised long and then slammed down.
There was a series of sounds like firecrackers in the air.
That's frozen air.
Dozens of huge icicles with one person's thickness rushed towards Artoria at a terrifying speed from the feet of Esdes. One after another crystals reflected bright light under the sun.
The cheers in the revolutionary army gradually subsided.
Most people were in shock.
Even if they knew about the existence of the Emperor, it was still difficult for them to imagine that human beings could create this masterpiece comparable to nature with a wave of their hand.
The icicles are completely beyond the category of "people".
However.
Altoria still has no plans to dodge.
She didn't even move her sword.
As soon as the dozen or so icicles approached her, they were torn to shreds by invisible forces.
"It's not over yet!"
Esdes kept wielding his long sword, and in an instant, icicles appeared densely, dozens, hundreds, with Esdes as the center, a steady stream of icicles filled everyone's Eyeballs, this huge change is in stark contrast to the petite and slender bodies of the two ladies.
Everyone has fallen silent.
Most of the revolutionary troops who saw Esdes' power for the first time had their eyes wide open, feeling the tremors from their hearts.
No doubt.
If they were standing in front of that general, even an entire army would have to crumble before this unreasonably terrible force.
Did you not see that the vast land in front of Esdes has turned into a world of ice and snow?
They can only pin all their hopes on the female warrior they don't know.
Artoria did not disappoint them.
The number of icicles seemed meaningless to her. No matter how many icicles they were, they were all torn to shreds within three meters of her, and she didn't even move.
"Strange defense, let's try this trick!" Esdes's fighting spirit became more and more high. She jumped up high, condensing ice walls in mid-air as a stepping stone. At the foot, just like flying, it sprinted to a height of hundreds of meters in just a few seconds.
Everyone could only look up at the little voice under the sun.
What is she going to do?
People know quickly.
Because at an altitude of several hundred meters, a huge ice sphere with a diameter of tens of meters appeared out of thin air, reflecting a dazzling light like a diamond in the sun, but it brought a cry full of fear.
"Is she going to drop this thing?"
"My God!"
"Get out of the way!"
Even in such a world, the sound of a thing like a mountain falling from a high altitude is enough to trigger an instinctive fear in human beings.
Looking at the hockey puck smashing down with increasing speed, almost everyone panicked subconsciously.
Because if they were under the hockey puck, there was only one possibility of being crushed into flesh.
Even an imperial envoy like Chelsea opened his eyes wide and murmured in an incredible mood:
"This power is foul."
The scale, strength, and cheating-like use of this ability does not belong to the same dimension as a normal emperor.
Just bring yourself a little.
There will be a great fear of mortal death welling up in my heart.
Arturia raised her head and looked at the "little" ice puck, her originally indifferent expression finally changed a little.
"To be able to reach such a level in such a world... is a level of 'genius' beyond an era." She sighed in a low voice.
In the eyes of a mid-level member who can destroy the world, such a level is naturally not worth mentioning.
But the comparison is inherently unfair.
Artoria lamented the talent and will of the other party.
But because of that.
She needs to broaden the other person's horizons and let this "genius" know how big the real world of ~IndoMTL.com~ is.
Artoria, for the first time since the start of this war, is swinging her sword.
Very simple action.
Just hold the sword in both hands and lift it up from the bottom up.
But at this moment, a sword qi hundreds of meters in length and width burst out from the long sword in her hand, and even the turbulent waves rolled, everyone could see the picture that seemed to cut the atmosphere together.
In contrast.
Esdes' hockey puck is like a child's toy.
As funny as chopping an apple with a long knife.
It was cut in half in an instant, and then completely shattered in the wanton and surging air. The violent air waves rolled and covered Esdes who was still high in the air, blowing the white military cap away. , a long sky blue hair danced wildly, as if the wind was blowing into her heart.
It's been a long time.
The sound of inhalation sounded in the revolutionary army and even the army of the empire, and this ups and downs.
What did they see?
It's just a sword, like it's going to cut open the whole world.
This power is completely beyond the limit that people in this world can imagine.
Even if it's an imperial envoy.
At this moment, most people have only one thought in their minds.
What kind of Teigu can make people so powerful.
But Esdes didn't think about it.
Her body trembled slightly.
She is closer to that sword energy than anyone else, so she also knows better than anyone what it is.
Not wind at all.
It's something incomparably sharp and indescribable in words.
Forget about ice hockey.
That kind of feeling, as if nothing can be cut continuously, as if even the fighting spirit in people's hearts is cut off at once.