The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 110: To die in battle, to live in battle (Part 1)

This light, elegant, featherless sword penetrated twenty yards of space between the two, gently piercing the white skin of Mrs. Serfina that can be broken by a bomb. After piercing through the throat, it was pierced from the back of the neck. Mr. W drew out a light sword and sprayed air with blood foam from the wound. Just before the voice and consciousness were about to be taken away, Mrs. Serfina exhaled a hoarse and leaky voice: "I reject the result of this attack."

The hour hand turned for a second, Mr. W opened his eyes in a little surprise, his sword flicked across the lady’s neck and cut through the gorgeous mink scarf, "cause but no effect" Changing the fact of "stabbing in the neck" and turning the sword that had been hit into a failure, the woman in the green skirt immediately launched the power of "evil cause and effect" to completely disrupt the law of causality in the space she was in. Her figure abruptly disappeared in front of Mr. W, and appeared in the wind and snow fifty yards away,

A drop of cold sweat slipped from the woman’s forehead. There was no information about the enemy in front of her in the file, but from this shocking sword, she suddenly thought of a name, a name that is famous in the underground world, and the only one among the twelve parties. A man of non-human descent, the northern elf "blue bird" noble, the night king of the cherry crossing, according to legend, his swordsmanship can stab a piece of fluttering confetti in the snow, and the blade will not stick to a little snowflake. In the days when the power was sealed and blocked, he was able to sit on an equal footing with the protector of Cherry Cross only by driving his swordsmanship with his weak body. Now, seeing the speed of leaping twenty yards in a flash, his power has obviously recovered,

Without any hesitation, Mrs. Serfina smashed the magic scroll in her arms, and a crimson firebird made of fire elements got out of her arms and shot into the sky. This is the emergency contact magic of the Brotherhood, used to mark The position of the strong enemy, the firebird will hover in the sky for a long time until the magic power is exhausted, and guide the reinforcements with dazzling firelight. The lady understands that the closest reinforcement team is also eighty miles away, but she must do something to do it. To ease the panic in the heart, intelligence pointed out that this ghost team has a very strong combat effectiveness, but who would have thought that the ghost would snare the King of Night into the team,

"Swish." A graceful sword light across the sky, the firebird that had just lifted off was pierced by a light sword, turning into countless red dots of light falling down, Mr. W gently pressed the top hat with his hand to the ground, "More Enemies of, that will increase the trouble.” His sword pointed at Mrs. Serfina, and shrugged a little helplessly: “I don’t care, but Pamela’s little girl is very afraid of trouble, I’m most afraid of trouble. I saw her angry..."

The lady no longer has a smile on her face. She opened her arms, and powerful waves of magic gathered in her hands, "Stop talking about your daughter." She screamed, "I will be reunited in **** anyway, right? ."

"Buzzing..." A bizarre sight happened on the battlefield. The causal law of the entire space began to collapse, time and space began to change disorderly, and the ground next to Mrs. Serfina was suddenly frozen, and suddenly the magma was sprayed, and the shadow of ancient creatures Vaguely visible in the fog, there are countless strange creatures floating in the sky. Three suns, moons, blizzards and heavy rain alternately appear. Fragments of the chain of cause and effect float around the outer space to form fragmented barriers. Everything begins to become absurd, and there are no rules. In any sense, this is a forbidden technique that unblocks all the abilities of the four clings, and the taboo magic "Twelve Doctrines Void" that can pull everything around into a state of chaos. Mrs. Serfina has never used this magic in actual combat. , Because even she herself can’t guarantee that she can find a clue to return to the real world in the shattered law of causality. Facing the night king of Cherry Crossing, she did not hesitate to crush four magic augmentation scrolls one after another to make herself the strongest 'S attack power is released,

This is not space magic, nor time magic. It is just a chaotic void with countless possibilities superimposed after breaking the causal connection. The closer to the lady's body, the more thorough the chain of cause and effect breaks, and Mr. W continues to retreat. Five steps, the back has touched the outer boundary of the twelve emptiness. The fragments of causality prevented him from escaping from this space. Lifting his left hand, Mr. W found that his hand became a white bone, and then the bone weathered into mud. , A tender sprout grew out of the soil, and a delicate rose bloomed in a blink of an eye. With a move of his toe, he kicked a stone towards the enemy in the distance. The stone stretched into a flat rectangle in the air, and then it became For a ray, twist its body to swim upside down to the sky,

"Interesting." Mr. W commented. He squeezed the tip of the light sword and made the long sword sway like a pendulum. "In the name of Sadi, the King of Ice and Snow..." he recited the spell in the ancient Elf language. , He suddenly felt that he hadn’t used these northern wizard secret arts for too long. When was the last time when he taught Pamela archery forty years ago, in the backyard of the house full of flowers , The wife lying ill in bed smiled and watched herself attack an innocent scarecrow using the elves secret technique. The young Sibi stood beside and yelled excitedly, as happy as a child who got a new toy,

"...Secret sword? Crow."

As the hilt swings again and again, the surroundings begin to dim quickly, as if the light of the world is being absorbed by the rhythm of the swing of the long sword, Mr. W’s thin face under the hat is gradually hidden in the boundless darkness, and the last gleam of light shines. The transparent orange-yellow amber on the hilt of the light sword is inlaid with small portraits of the mother and daughter hugging and laughing. It is the most precious souvenir of his life.

Mr. W does not understand the operating rules of "Twelve Doctrines and Voids", but he keenly discovered the loopholes in it. The collapse of the law of causality has not affected everything, such as sunlight. If the light enters a state of chaos, it is impossible to be clear. Seeing the bizarre scene in the battlefield, even if the sky is changing, the golden sun still shines on the earth in the distant sky. Since the light cannot be manipulated, why not use this factor for your own use. The "crow" is used in the royal swordsmanship system of the northern elves. With the magic of stealth and assassination, every northern elf warrior has developed strong night vision and breath sensing abilities in the long polar night. He is good at mastering the enemy's movements in the dark, and in the heyday of the Blue Bird Empire, a genius The nobleman has used this ability to the extreme. He can stab the fluttering confetti in the wind and snow. All of this is done in a completely dark environment.

"The reason why I am called the King of the Night is not only because of the powerless who contain and manage the cherry crossing." Mr. W's peaceful voice sounded in the darkness, "It's because I like the darkness and the feeling of the sun. It is very good, but black is the most beautiful thing. It can wipe out all the ugliness and create the purest fairness."

"Hide, where can you hide." Mrs. Serfina called: "This is my domain. You are just lingering. The causal law of the entire space will completely collapse within a few minutes. Yours 'Existence' will be obliterated. You will lose when you let me use this magic, idiot, even the head of the brotherhood deacon can't escape under this magic. Only me, and only me, can return to reality. People."

A beam of light lit up, it was the scorching glow of the blade rubbing against the air, but the attack stopped halfway, and Mrs. Serfina laughed presumptuously: "It's useless, it's useless, as soon as you approach I, the causal system on my body will disintegrate at an accelerated rate, and your body, soul and sword will become a bunch of inexplicable things before you stabbed me. As I said, this magic is perfect, even if you can’t be seen, I can also destroy you completely."

"Oh, it turned out to be like this." Mr. W muttered to himself in the dark, "My beloved hat has become a bat. This feeling is really weird. If you kill you, it can change back. ?"

The lady said: "You still don’t understand. This is no longer the real world. This is the twelve empty universe. The real world at this time has not changed at all. I am still me, you or you, just as me After you obliterate you, you will disappear in reality."

"Oh, I get it." The Night King said lightly, "As soon as you get close to you, it will accelerate the collapse, so the only solution is to kill you before you lose consciousness, isn't it."

"Boom." Suddenly a loud noise hits the ear drums, and Mrs. Serfina felt a huge and heavy thing rolling towards her. It was a huge rock thrown by Mr. W. The lady reached out her left hand to accelerate The law of causality in the front dissociated, and the rock turned into countless fluffy chicks chirping down, "Look, there is no perfection. You can control the speed of rule collapse, but you can't pay attention to all directions." Mr. W said,

The sword light came on, one, two, ten, twenty, spikes appeared in all directions, Mrs. Serfina turned around and opened her hands: "So what, you don’t know how to do it. , As long as the surrounding forces are strengthened..."

Her voice stopped. When she realized that the real attack was coming from above, Mr. W’s almost unresponsive sword had penetrated the skull from the top of her head, piercing the lady’s head deeply, and the light gradually recovered. Mr. W’s entire right arm turned into a string of pink sausages, and the long sword turned into a platypus, but the astonishing speed and power made the platypus produce enough impact force, penetrating hard bones like a sword, and stepped back. In two steps, Mr. W, with the bat above his head, raised his left hand to sniff the rose growing out of his wrist, and bowed slightly, "Sorry, this image seems a bit rude."

Mrs. Serfina let out a sorrowful cry, and the twelve emptiness immediately collapsed, and the tenacious law of causality revolved and gathered again, and the pointers of time and space returned to their original positions. Nothing happened. The man and the man standing on the ice sheet faced each other. Women are unscathed, the difference is that women have exhausted all their magic power, and men have a strange aversion to their hats. After all, that was once a vampire bat that bites people very painfully.

The lady used only the remaining magic to escape. The two flashes were a hundred yards away. Mr. W did not pursue him. He drew the air with his right hand as a bow, and his left hand held the light sword as an arrow, "Secret arrow? Iron." The air rang crisply, and the long sword spiraled through the wind and snow at high speed, and in the blink of an eye it caught up with the woman in the green skirt,

"It's also an elf after all, isn't it, Pamela." The elf nobleman who is better at archery than swordsmanship muttered to the north,