The Devil Does Not Need to Be Defeated: 636 Opponent! Overall disadvantage?

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"Zheng..."

A little faint brilliance circulated on the imitation holy sword, and even flowed to Walian who was holding it, making Walian's aura soar.

Wollian held the imitation holy sword tightly and pointed at Thiel, his face still full of madness.

Tier and Capelin shrank their pupils and were shocked.

"This...how is this possible...!?"

Capelyn lost her voice.

It's not because the imitation holy sword appeared in Walian's hands.

The imitation holy sword was originally taken by Moro, and Walan was obviously working for Moro. It is not a strange thing that Moro gave the imitation holy sword to Walan for use.

However, the appearance of the imitation holy sword is not surprising, and the fact that Warren can use this sword is another matter.

This is a weapon that has only been successfully crafted using the ashes of the brave as the main material, plus various precious materials from the three worlds, and the craftsmanship of hundreds of the highest-level blacksmiths of the dwarven race.

Although the conditions for using it are not as harsh as the real holy sword, it also requires the blood of an orthodox brave.

Now, Wallian actually showed the ability to use the imitation holy sword. What does this show?

Explain that he is the descendant of the brave?

No! impossible!

"Could it be..."

Thier thought of a possibility, and stared at Wallien.

Wollian knew that the trick he was playing had been seen through by Thierry.

"Don't doubt it, your idea is right." Wallian grinned and laughed: "My "main body" and my "tentacles" can be exchanged with each other, and the position of the "main body" can be changed at any time. of. "

The meaning of this sentence means that Wallien can freely define which one his own "ontology" should be.

He can define his own body as the "main body", and the other split bodies born from the power of his unique skills as "tentacles".

But he can also designate one of his "tentacles" as the "main body" and make the "main body" the "tentacle".

This is why Wallian became the adopted son of the Lefirut family.

Not only because Warren is the best killer, but also because Warren used his unique skills to swallow a abandoned son of Direkis, turning that son into his own "tentacles." , And then set the "tentacles" as his own body, thus possessing the blood of the Lefirut family.

As I said before, the Lefirut family and the imperial royal family have had several marriages in history. Strictly speaking, some of their descendants also have the blood of brave men.

Wolian has the blood of the Lefirut family, which is equivalent to having the blood of a brave man, and he has naturally reached the conditions for using the imitation holy sword.

In other words...

"You are now facing a descendant of an orthodox brave who holds an imitation holy sword! Thiel Elbein!"

At the end of the conversation, Wallien rushed to Thierry.

Feeling the mighty momentum of Wolian's rising body and realizing the threat posed by this man, Thiel raised her double blade solemnly.

She knew that this battle was difficult.

Wolian's level was originally higher than her, but now she has the power to imitate the holy sword, which is no longer an opponent she can deal with casually.

But Thierry greeted him without hesitation.

There is no reason for it.

Just because this battle is an obstacle she must overcome.

"The opponent is the only blood left by the Lefirut family..."

The fate between myself and the Lefirut family may be at this moment when it is time to be liquidated.

In this case, I have to defeat this powerful opponent anyway.

"Come on!"

Tieer was prepared desperately, and swung a sharp blade with the [Magic Sword] attached.

......

"Damn it!"

On the other side, when Thierry and Wallan started fighting, Cappelin also wanted to rush forward to help.

For nothing else, just for the imitation holy sword in Walian's hand.

The imitation holy sword that was lost once reappeared in this way and became a threat to one's own side. This is something that Capelin cannot tolerate.

Furthermore, she could see that Thiel was at a great disadvantage against Warren, who was holding an imitation holy sword.

The probability that she can defeat Wallan is probably less than 10%.

This made Kapellin feel anxious, and wanted to rush to help on the spot.

However, she failed.

Because, an opponent also appeared in front of her.

"Shit!"

In the sound of breaking through the air like thunder, a figure mixed with a large number of electric arcs appeared in front of Capelin.

"Clang--!"

A large sword that also carried a large amount of electric arcs suddenly slashed from top to bottom, and slashed on the knight sword that Capelin hurriedly set up, slashing Capelin's knight sword into tremors.

"Wh...!?"

Capelin shook her body and retreated unstoppable in the air, almost hitting the stone pillar behind.

But when she saw her opponent clearly, her face suddenly changed.

"My elder brother...!?"

Cappelin exclaimed.

Yes.

The existence that appeared in front of Capelin was Harves.

At this moment, Harves was actually covered with electric arcs all over, like her, floating in the air, slightly up and down.

As Harves’ younger sister, Capelin naturally knew that it was the effect of Harves’ unique skills.

That is to be able to transform the concept of one's own existence, transforming all of one's own body, internal organs, and blood into elements of "thunder and lightning", so that oneself can have the speed and unstable body shape that rivals the lightning, so that A unique skill in which all physical attacks have been neutralized ---【Thunder-ridden】.

It is precisely because of possessing such a unique skill that Harves has a special liking for the magic of the lightning system, and has obtained the "Thunderstorm" magic weapon second only to the imitation of the holy sword in the empire.

In the human world, Kapellin is called the Valkyrie by the world, and Harves is called Prince Thunder.

With a level of eighty, once he uses thunderstorms, and then uses the power of [Thunder-ridden], then in terms of strength, he can rank among the top five in the entire empire.

Now, this elder brother who even Kapellin respected himself appeared in front of him with a thunderstorm sword in his hands and thunderous with thunder.

Furthermore, he launched an attack on himself.

"Brother, you..."

Cappelin just wanted to speak out, but realized that Harves' state seemed a bit wrong.

His expression is very calm, even completely expressionless.

His eyes are not the same color they used to be, but a palpitating green color.

Cappelin understood immediately.

"The poisonous concubine actually used necromantic magic to turn the elder brother into a half-human and half-corpse puppet...!"

In the secret base in the wilderness, there are many such existences.

Those knights who accepted the high priest's **** and acted for the high priest were mostly transformed into half-human and half-corpse monsters.

They haven't completely turned into dead spirits, dead, dead, but they are not far away.

Strictly speaking, the owner of the [Death Spirit Body] transformed by [Lingcui] can also be counted as an existence within this concept.

But the big spirit body is an existence that transcends the concept of "life", not a half-human and half-corpse monster.

Harves was transformed into this kind of monster and was dominated by Moro.

"Hateful poisonous concubine...!"

The anger in Kapellin's heart can no longer be subdued.

At this time, Harves is like a ruthless killer, turning into thunder and lightning, rushing in.

Capelin couldn't help shaking the white wings behind her, and retreated at the fastest speed.

Harves, who turned into thunder and lightning, was undoubtedly faster, and immediately caught up with Cappellin.

"Clang--!"

The thunderstorm sword slashed with the arc, and once again slashed on the knight's sword set up by Kapellin.

"Crack...!"

The knight sword made a cracking sound, and a crack appeared.

Capelyn's face was extremely ugly.

If you change it to the past, with the highest-ranking weapon in the empire, the imitation holy sword, Capelin will naturally not fear Harves.

But now, the weapon in Kapellin's hand is nothing more than a costly magic weapon, nowhere near the imitation holy sword, nor the thunderstorm sword in the hands of Harves.

At the same time, Kapellin's level is also lower than that of Harvey. Although growth is higher than Harvey, it is not much higher. It cannot achieve the purpose of narrowing the level gap.

As for the unique skills, Harvey's [Thunder-ridden] is a skill that can completely neutralize physical attacks and increase attack power, explosive power and speed to a terrifying level.

In contrast, Kapellin’s unique ability [White Wing] is an excellent ability that combines attack, defense, acceleration and assistance, but it still fails to get too far away from [Thunder-ridden].

In a nutshell, with the loss of the imitation holy sword, Capelin has no advantage in the face of Harves, and even a strong disadvantage that is not inferior to Thierry.

"Trouble now..."

The bitterness finally appeared on Kapellin's face.

Harves didn't pay attention to it, and in the form of Wan Lei expressionless, he attacked Capelin again.

......

"Pound--!"

In the royal hall, in the fiercest battlefield, the two figures were shaken off each other in a burst of explosive shock waves, pulling apart a very long distance.

"[GrandAstarte]!"

Moruo's slender hands turned into sharp claws with slender nails. With a wave of his hands, the life around him immediately ran away, like countless ghosts rushing out of the gates of hell, roaring towards Sheen.

"[Pay and Disperse]."

Sheen used this grant magic that can effectively resist the opponent's magic, while carrying a heavy wave of magic power, he rushed forward and directly rushed into the group of resentful spirits.

"Bang——!"

All the spirits of the grievances that touched Sheehan seemed to be shaken away, and disappeared without a trace like the melting first snow.

"Huh!"

Sean moved for an instant, and appeared in front of Moro again, with the holy sword in his hand as fast as thunder, slashing towards Moro's head.

"Qiang——!"

Moroli's claw suddenly waved, bounced off the slash from Sheen.

Sean was not forgiving, and the holy sword in his hand was like a tens of thousands of white thunders, swept out overwhelmingly and pierced Moro's body.

Molo stretched out his hands, and the life around his body soared, and it became extremely sticky like a swamp. As soon as Sheen's holy sword pierced into it, it was as if it were stuck, making it difficult to get in.

Sean raised his brows.

"Om!"

In the next second, light bursts from the holy sword.