The moment he heard Tyr's order, Scott swung his sword and cut off his legs without hesitation.
The overly sharp blade penetrated from the knee and cut out from close to the ankle, splitting the calf almost vertically. The tendons and bones were severed, leaving an extremely smooth section.
After that, Peng Ran's burst of blood flashed through the air with a cold light and sprinkled diagonally on the ground.
Under the astonished gazes of Anvilia and Esther, Scott's body collapsed to the ground.
Although a thin line of cold sweat immediately broke out on his forehead due to pain, the corners of Scott's mouth rose slightly, forming a stiff arc.
So what if your behavior is controlled?
As long as you lose your ability to move, you won't hurt Anvilia.
"Don't come over! Just stand there!"
Scott shouted sharply.
Anyway, I am already under control, there is no difference between saying one sentence and two sentences.
Anvilia is now more than fifty meters away from Scott. At this distance, Scott is almost completely out of reach of Anvilia. A few long-range attacks can also be easily defended by Anvilia.
.
After all, all witchcraft will be weakened, not that witchcraft will be directly unusable. With Anvilia's attainments, even the current witchcraft with only one-third of the effect will be exerted by her to have a huge effect.
.
Scott has such confidence.
...But after a long time, Scott found at a loss that his body showed no signs of attack.
Not to mention attacking Anvilia. His behavior was obviously under control, but he didn't even have the slightest intention to move.
Suddenly, even Anvilia realized something was wrong: "No. Could it be..."
"...Tiel, are you deceiving me?"
Steck's left hand immediately clenched.
"It's none of my business. It's just that you're overthinking it. I didn't say anything," Taylor shrugged. "If you're to blame, just blame the stupidity of Her Highness the Princess."
Before he finished speaking, a huge crack suddenly appeared on Tyr's body. From his left shoulder to his right chest, about three inches of sword marks were branded on Tyr's body for no apparent reason.
Then Scott suddenly waved the long sword in his hand, and a cold light flashed in the air with a trace of blood.
This time, Scott clearly saw that Tyre was indeed bleeding after the injury.
Is it really flesh and blood...
A cold murderous intention suddenly appeared in Scott's eyes.
In this case, Tyr can be killed by using the special effect again. It doesn't matter even if he is within the attack range, he will only die once at most.
Having died so many times over the years, Scott no longer cared about death. If he hadn't been worried about Anvilia, he would have had enough life long ago.
After making up his mind, the sound of steel rubbing against each other was heard.
At the same time, gray-white blurred traces immediately spread from Scott's side, completely covering him and Tyr. Things around him began to decay rapidly, and twisted clocks appeared everywhere.
This is Scott's domain, just like the gardens of Anvilia. Who can pass and who cannot pass has been decided from the beginning.
In this way, Tier would not be able to leave him before Scott died.
Replacing Tyr with his own life would be a real profit. Although Roland's previous plan has failed at this moment, Tyr has arrived here anyway.
Although I don’t know why he stopped attacking, there is no better time to attack than now——
Under Scott's gaze, the steel blade was pulled up from the ground and completely penetrated Tyr's body.
This time he changed to a much smaller blade. The total height was only three meters.
The dark green flames in Scott's single eye ignited here, and he raised the long sword to his chest. He was about to cut it off.
But at this moment, Tyer suddenly spoke: "Scott, don't you look at Anvilia?"
What trick are you going to use again——
Even if he wanted to scold Tyr like this, Scott had to say that Tyr really understood him.
Scott turned around subconsciously, but felt a sharp pain in the back of his heart.
Then, the feeling of being drained of life came.
He looked down blankly, only to find a staff handle as sharp as a spear piercing out of his chest, and the staff engraved with runes was covered in blood.
This is the sleepless man's dream.
Scott didn't even have to look back to know who was standing behind him.
Anvilia is the only person who can freely stay in his own realm.
"...Can't you use the origin of Jupiter IV?"
"It's just that you are overthinking. I didn't say anything." The wounds on Tyr's body have now recovered as before. He didn't even move from beginning to end. He just stood there with a smile. Scott was already
In a desperate situation, "If you want to blame it, just blame the stupidity of Her Highness the Princess."
The same words were spoken for the second time, but Scott knew that the meaning was different.
...Yes, Thiel was right. It was just that we were overthinking.
He was able to control his behavior from the beginning. The reason why he deliberately did not control Scott's behavior was just because Thiel knew Scott well enough and in turn used Scott to induce Anvilia to speak.
It was an overly simple trick, but it really hit the psychological blind spots of Scott and Anvilia.
They never expected that Tire, who already had an absolute advantage, would actually play these tricks on them... But no matter what, their death was approaching.
'Can you protect me, my knight?'
Suddenly, Scott recalled Anvilia's words.
Of course, no matter how many times I ask, the answer remains the same.
Whether it is the swordsmanship learned or the continuous resurrection for more than a thousand years, there is only one purpose, and that is to protect Anvilia.
As long as this goal can be achieved, any means can be used. If kneeling to Tyr now will prevent him from hurting Anvilia, Scott can immediately offer his knee to him.
Even though he has no knees now.
Of course I can protect you. That is the meaning of my birth and the only reason for my existence.
Scott's lips wriggled slightly, but his lips were already pale, and his whole person was too weak to speak.
"This has been like this since a thousand years ago. There is only one reason that leads you to despair, and that is Anvilia's stupidity."
The smile on Tyre's face gradually cooled down: "Why do you betray me? You could have become a high-altitude god, instead of the world's public enemy running like a dog... Silly children, why don't you believe it? The age of the saints
It’s over.”
"I'm sorry, Your Majesty Tyr, you can just say that they are stupid. This is the only thing I don't agree with."
Esther's cheerful voice suddenly sounded from Scott's field.
"So what if you don't agree?"
"They are the people the Speaker named, so naturally I want to protect them."
In front of the tearful Anvilia and the dying Scott, Esther showed a sunny--or an expression that deserved a beating: "Both of you, let me repeat my previous proposal--you want to join the peace movement.
Parliament?”
Taylor frowned slightly.
Chapter completed!