In the short decades after this day, historians called this day "the moment of the devil's rebirth" and used their only spit to criticize it. Until decades later, the old history was wiped out by the victors, and the new
Many historians killed their predecessors with pen and ink, and this day has a new definition in the rolling river of history.
Descendants call this day, the edge of the early sun.
Facing the incoming army of ten thousand people, the gate of Alice Fortress opened on its own initiative. However, only one person stepped out.
His figure was a bit bleak and aloof, with mournful white hair and eye-catching red eyes like rolling lava. The armor on his body no longer had its original appearance, but was replaced by layers of rolling lava, together with
His sword, along with every step he takes forward.
The burning color of lava is like boiling blood.
All humans in the Thorn Continent, the Human Race Land, will remember this person’s name after this day.
Aranza Tulip.
He is the son of the Hero King Hercules, and he is different from his father. The Hero King brings hope to mankind, and Alanza Tulip, a man known as the King of Thorns in later generations, brings hope to the world at the same time.
, and also spread a large amount of cold despair.
Behind Aranza, the gate of Alice's Fortress closed again. This was a message and a provocation. Aranza used his actions to tell the enemy on the opposite side that if they wanted to attack the fortress, they had to step over his body first.
The opponent was sprinting faster and faster, but he was still walking leisurely.
A roaring boulder shot out from behind the enemy formation, leaving a majestic trace in the sky, but it landed on the young man who was guarding the city gate alone.
There was a slight smile on Aranza's lips, but her steps remained steady.
After rescuing the body of Neferax, the Lord of Light, in the Realm of Silence, Aranza was not in a hurry to leave. With the help of Neferax, he finally touched the wall of the rules.
It is a rule from the realm of silence, a rule full of death and decay. It is diametrically opposed to the breath of the beast as the main force of Aranza, but it is not exclusive. In general, it is... boiling death. In Aranza
In Sa's body, the rules became new rules. He was not just applying them, he was combining them, he was creating them.
In fact, Aranza's true strength is still at the peak of high-level warriors. This "real" is based on the usual power system of the Continent of Thorns. But Neferax gave Aranza another way to explore the rules.
Road. This road was originally only applicable to the gods. But Neferax discovered that Aranza's use of rules has surpassed that of ordinary saints. The biggest difference is that saints only create things that pass the rules.
Effective combat skills to borrow the power of rules. This is subject to great restrictions, such as Karu's rule boxing, and the bone demon's rule teleportation in the Realm of Silence. Their use of rules is limited to the inherent
In terms of combat skills.
As for Aranza, he is applying the rules himself.
His shots and landings are the rules.
In Aranza's eyes, the world has become a huge structure composed of rules.
When the whistling stone was about to touch Aranza, and even Keyer, who was standing in the distance, had already imagined the scene of this self-righteous garbage being smashed into pieces by the stone, the huge stone was actually visible to the naked eye.
It dried up quickly. Yes, other than drying up, everyone watching the battle could not think of a better adjective. The hard stone seemed to have been weathered in an instant. It was only a finger away from Aranza, and it turned into
Dust is scattered in the air.
This is the power of rules, coming from the realm of silence and the breath of the beast, a seething silence.
More and more stones came one after another, but they could not stop Aranza's pace. He still walked neither fast nor slow, walking leisurely among thousands of troops.
"A strong man from the holy realm, he is a strong man from the holy realm!"
"OMG!"
In the mercenary guild alliance at this time, Keyeru and the leaders of the mercenary groups or knights did not charge. Everyone looked at the scene that happened in front of them in horror, and finally screamed one after another.
"Why panic!"
Keyeru had a sullen face and cursed at the surrounding alliance partners: "It's just rubbish with some tricks. Sooner or later, it will be cut to pieces by the infantry team!"
"No, he is the leader of the Thorn Mercenary Group!"
"Oh, it's Aranza! Aranza Tulip! He finally appeared! He is already a strong man in the Sanctuary?!"
"...This is impossible!"
Everyone was shouting one after another, but they had obviously lost their minds. After all, they had to be shocked to be able to quietly smash the rocks coming towards them. Let me ask, in addition to the strong men above the holy realm level, there are also
Who can do it?
"Damn it!"
The vacillation around him made Kayel angry, but the fearful leaders of the mercenary group or knights had forgotten Kayel's identity and did not care about his shouting. This also shows that Kayel's status is among this group of people.
In his heart, it was actually not worth mentioning. Keyer's face became more and more gloomy. He stopped shouting, turned to look at his aide, and said: "Beat the drum, gather all the troops, and crush that trash!"
The war drum immediately sounded a unique rhythm.
Under the control of the war drums, the attacking units all turned their spearheads and rushed towards Aranza!
Finally, the infantry brigade advancing straight ahead rushed over!
"Well, it's just what I want."
Aranza smiled indifferently and stepped into the violent flow of people.
Aranza is not a bloodthirsty demon. Killing has a vaguer explanation in his heart, but it may be more bloody.
He lifted the Silent Blade in his hand and waved it out lightly. Countless limbs and flesh flew up like cut wheat straw, thrown high into the air, and then landed on the body and face of the person behind him. Aranza's
There was suddenly no expression on his face, and his steps were still neither hasty nor slow, but the speed of swinging his sword became faster and faster, and more and more corpses were scattered around.
Seven Flashes of Shadows, Aranza did not practice this combat skill to its peak because it was no longer necessary.
He has thoroughly understood the rules in Seven Flashes of Shadows. Everything and every phenomenon has rules. The same is true for combat skills. The rules governing Seven Flashes of Shadows are difficult to explain and understand. Generally speaking, it is like nightfall.
When the time comes, the light recedes and darkness covers the rules. Although there are still some vague and incomprehensible places, it is not enough to hinder Aranza from using the rules in the Seven Flashes of Shadow.
He has transcended the limitations of the Seven Flashes of Shadow, superimposing speed to any part of his body. For example, his arms. The result of this is that his shooting speed is getting faster and faster. So that around him, the limbs of hostile infantry
It can no longer be described as throwing away, but it is constantly exploding outward.
But Aranza is not invincible. His body is still affected by other rules. For example, the enemy's sword can still pass through some gaps in his equipment and stab his body. This is also a rule, and Aranza cannot
Change.
When another spear happened to pass through the gap between the breastplate and the gauntlet, stabbing Aranza in the back. Whether it was intentional or not, Aranza actually let out a cry of pain with a ferocious look on her face.
As a result, the infantry team, which was originally in fear and kept pushing outwards, finally turned red-eyed and once again pounced on Aranza desperately!
But Aranza's killing still did not stop, but became faster and faster.
I'm afraid even the God of Death would be amazed by the speed at which Aranza harvests life.
The use of power makes Aranza's shots extremely accurate and minimizes consumption, and the use of rules makes his sword invincible. At this time, he is like a precise meat grinder, constantly harvesting lives.
.On the walls of Alice Fortress and the positions of the Mercenary Guild Alliance, everyone watching this scene was dumbfounded. Their throats were so dry that they could not say a word. They could only continue to stare at this incredible scene with their eyes wide open.
scene.
"We are in league with the devil."
As a powerful person in the Sanctuary, Hancock could not imagine how powerful Aranza was. Looking at the blood flowers exploding in the crowd, she could only sigh.
The others nodded in agreement unconsciously.
Even Cyril, who had been silent all this time, looked at Aranza, and in addition to her own little thoughts, there was finally a touch of fear or awe.
At this time, the remaining infantry began to retreat to both sides, perhaps in a rout. In any case, the cavalry finally found a gap, and the horses passed through the gap between the infantry. The knights in heavy armor couldn't help but
Urging the war horse under his crotch to speed up, the sharp spear rushed straight towards Aranza!
Aranza was stunned for a moment by the sudden retreat of the crowd, but his expression soon returned to expressionless. When he turned his eyes, he saw the cavalry rushing towards him.
Then, he turned around and walked towards the cavalry with his steps still unhurried.
When the cavalry's spear was about to pierce Aranza's body, he suddenly disappeared from the spot and appeared on the left one step away. His speed was so fast that the leading cavalry thought he had disappeared and then reappeared.
Rather than teleporting. But the cavalryman could no longer think anymore, because what greeted him was no longer Aranza's body, but Aranza's long sword, which sliced diagonally upward, smoothly cutting off the horse's head, and then continued on.
Move, cut into the neck of the cavalry.
Then, Aranza continued to disappear and reappeared a few steps away, but his sword still appeared in front of the next war horse's head with incomparable accuracy, and then continued to draw the other's neck with incomparable accuracy.
The situation of the war has surpassed everyone's imagination.
One person is enough to destroy an army of ten thousand people.