Chapter 707: The National War: The End of the C-Class Battle
London is grand, with endless urban areas as far as the eye can see. Jump from the clouds in the sky, stop by the hands of Big Ben, walk through streets full of British style, fly past the doors of St. Paul's Cathedral and Westminster Abbey, and walk through
The gap in the London Eye and the gallery window of the British Museum...
Surrounding the panoramic view of one of the largest cities in the world, and finally rushing into the center of the City of London to join its companions, this wisp of breeze also evolved into a fierce and opposing violent wind flow!
Witness the final duel at the crossroads at this moment!
Lifting the handle of the night weapon bow, he also poured all the magic energy that he had not fully recovered at this moment. The moment it flowed into the bow, the bowstring made of magic energy appeared, and Artemis' eternal hunting lit up the moonlight of the hunting night.
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The huge bow was nearly a person tall, and the wildness of nature and hunting was contained in the gorgeous and graceful arc like a crescent moon. Fang Ran, who tried his best to pull the bow string just a little, felt the pure aggression of this thing in an instant.
The power of nightware!
Shining on the aperture activated by the white wings, the moment she saw Fangran pull out the night weapon from the last arcane box, Osphia opened her eyes in disbelief, and then regained her determination in the next second!
Without any unnecessary words, across the crossroads in London, they also threw away the arcane crystals. At this moment, both Fangran and Osphia put everything they had into the final blow of this trump card!
The arrows hunted by the moon god loomed on the bow string that Fangran gritted his teeth and reluctantly pulled open. The elven arcana slowly lit up from the golden hilt of the sword held tightly by Osphia towards the tip of the sword.
The bow string was released, the ring was released, Zero Knight White Wings and Luna Hunting's blow simultaneously annihilated the Sakugan!
In the viewing rooms of both sides, Alchemist Fang and Herschel Linhua stood up at the same time. The ancient cross and the noble shotgun pointed directly at the ground below. The A-level power interference range spread towards Fangran and Osphia, preventing them from being attacked.
Life-threatening consequences appear!
At the moment when the power of the last blow collided, the light in front of me collided, and my vision was dazzlingly white. There was nothing except the magic arrows shot by the huge silver-white moonbow in my hand, and the elven arcane brilliance of the opponent's seven-fold circle.
can not see!
But the moment he released the bow string of the Moon God Hunting and white light filled his field of vision, Fangran felt as if some shackles were broken in his heart. A feeling of breaking free from the shackles, whether it was joy or biting his lips and wanting to cry, made Zhizhao
The hot moisture in his eyes under the mask was instantly dried by the sweeping airflow.
Then the darkness symbolizing the dark moon filled the gluttony mark where the heart [Creation Card] was. No one saw the strange and ominous figure in black dress, floating behind him and hugging the shoulders of his doll like a mother.
It was still the same scary but charming smile as in the story, which made Fangran really hear her whisper at this moment.
"You can do whatever you want, it's okay no matter what you want. If you don't want to stay where you are, just tell them, tell the world..."
The A-level weapon amplification and the A-level night weapon collided and collided. In the end, it seemed that the collision point was slightly deviated. The strongest points of each penetrated the other's offensive. Fangran held on to his body in the torrent and heard her last words.
The moment of fanatic fantasy and low laughter,
"Go tell them all that you exist."
With his and Osphia's final blow, two rays of light exploded into dazzling light and wind, drowning their respective figures!
Then the arrows of the moon god's hunting and the torrent of elven arcana whizzed past the two of them in an instant!
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"Who won!?
"The result is known!?"
"Fangran, is he okay!?"
In the night game viewing room, everyone in the night game suddenly became worried when they saw the light of the final blow drowning Fangran and Osphia at the same time. There was only a white light on the virtual screen, and they all looked towards
He has an alchemist who is ready to take action at any time.
He held the tip of the ancient cross and pointed it directly at Fangran below. The results he perceived made the Fang Shu user, who had been somewhat silent and formal since just now, slightly startled. Then he put away his abilities, regained his laziness and slumped back to the sofa.
Above, he laughed as if he felt helpless:
"This guy Xiaofang is really..."
Then when he saw everyone's gaze, he helplessly spread his hands and answered.
"You'll find out later..."
Hearing his strange answer, everyone looked at the virtual screen in front of them. Just like a lens focusing, the image of the arcane shadow slowly became colored in the light and became clear.
Then, on the cross streets of London, the scene that appeared on the virtual screen was as unexpected as the beginning of this rank battle...
Both of them are safe and sound!
The huge and gorgeous white wings of Zero Cavalry have dimmed and returned to their original state, and the activated halo has also disappeared in the eyes, falling back into the ruins like an angel falling into the mortal world. The bow and arrow of the mythical Moon God has disappeared from his hand, leaving only
The breath was long and slow, like the breath of a drowned person on shore.
Overwhelming all the remaining colliding attacks, one shot penetrated the building standing beside Osphia, and the other shot into the collapsed ruins behind Fangran.
Coincidentally, without knowing that the other party would do the same,
Neither of them aimed their last blow at each other.
It was just Osphia who was looking across the way but still standing, with her dark suit in ruins and mess flying in the dust, lowering her head and biting her lips with blood stains unwillingly.
Losing... It should be my side that has more energy, but actually...
At the last second when the moon god's arrows and the elf's arcana collided, Osphia knew that the opponent was the first to break through her attack.
If Fangran was targeting her, she would have lost by now.
Putting aside the arcane crystal, it was not that he had guessed that he was too soft-hearted and would not really attack his plan, but that he believed that his attack would be stronger and he would surely win!
So unwilling...so...unwilling...!
As for Fangran, who stood there and watched the magic energy clearing out again in the upper right corner of his field of vision, a feeling of weakness spread from his chest. He exhaled and inhaled slowly and slowly, not daring to exert force, to slow down the discomfort of the darkness in front of his eyes.
Then he glanced at the elf beam that roared past him like a high-speed train, leaving pits and traces and rushing into the ruins behind him, and gritted his teeth slightly.
If I had more magic energy just now, I could completely offset it...
His body shook as he touched the Tang Dao he had inserted in front of him, and then he put all his weight on it to support his body, struggling with the burden of a stopped heart and insufficient blood supply.
Damn...it was almost...
The simulation scene at this moment was quiet in the aftermath of the last blow. Whether it was the royal court or the night game, everyone in the viewing room of both sides was in a state of silence as they watched the two people in the aftermath of the smoke.
Although there is no result, the victory or defeat seems to have been...
"It's not over yet! I haven't given up yet!"
Then the cry of a little girl who was unwilling to fail broke the peace of the moment. The intersection was in a mess. Fangran watched Osphia pull out her Elf Forest with trembling wrists. There was no light from the elves on it.
Dot, it looks like a long decorative sword.
But even so, she raised her red eyes, looked at Fangran again with her blue eyes and shouted in a low voice:
"Pull it out!"
"Didn't you hold that knife from the beginning? Even at this point, you still have useless methods. Is this a way for you to show that you are calm and comfortable, but in the end you also despise me!?"
Not only was his figure almost unsteady, but even his voice was trembling in the mood swings. Looking at Osphia, who was raising the sword towards him even without magic power, the black haze invaded his vision, making Fangran raise his head and scream.
He laughed out loud.
"Give up, you don't have the ability... You can't beat me in a head-to-head fight based on weapon skills and physical ability alone."
"Cut the nonsense!"
Putting on the most basic knight's hand posture, raising the sword edge of the Elf Forest high, Osphia shouted regardless of what Fangran said, and then her voice trembled slightly and became hoarse.
"I will never... admit defeat that I can still stand like this..."
After hearing these words, he had no choice but to remain silent for a moment and calmly pulled out the Tang Dao in front of him that he had been holding since the beginning of the scene. Holding the scabbard that once made him hate it, Fangran placed his right hand on the handle of the knife across his waist.
Lower your body and lean forward.
Then for a moment, the memory of the still immature self who was always panicking and following that figure at the training ground every day came flooding back...
-'Show some confidence, Fangran'-
-‘You are a participant in the night battle’-
The darkness spread in front of his eyes. Hearing the footsteps of the figure in front of him rushing towards him, he learned the skills from that exhausting summer vacation. The moment he drew the sword, even if his vision was unclear, Fangran could slash the opponent faster than the opponent.
Confidence on the front line.
The sword held high in the Forest of Elves has not yet been cut off, and the sharpness feels close to the skin in front of her. Osphia's blue eyes are completely dull...
Then the announcement of the end of the rank battle sounded in the viewing rooms of both sides. The outcome of the first national battle appeared on the virtual screen, and the light sent back to the preparation area was the moment the two began to prepare at their feet.
Fang Ran, who lowered his figure, was stunned for a moment, then laughed softly.
Brother Suqun, I did it...
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(I’ve already said it’s gone, how come you don’t believe it!?)
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(Scroll further and I will catch fish tomorrow!)
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But this thought came to mind, and when he heard the announcement of the end, Tang Dao flashed and pulled out diagonally into the air in front of him. Finally, the ups and downs, twists and turns of this exciting C-level battle came to an end,
The moment when the arcane shadow chasing is over and the magic circle teleported back to the preparation area is about to be activated, Fangran completely relaxes his body and mind.
Suddenly I heard the sound of fabric tearing.
Then the moment he subconsciously raised his head, he saw Osphia's chest in front of him, who was forced to stop by the flash of his blade. Unable to withstand the sharp airflow caused by the Tang Dao blade being drawn at close range, a "tear" sound was pulled out.
Kouzi.
Fangran, whose vision was gradually swallowed up by the darkness, vaguely saw that the central connecting strap snapped and flew away, and the snow was white and soft in the darkness...
For a moment, both Fangran and Ao Feiya were stunned. The fierce battle before had made their eyes dull and they made unclear sounds.
Eh....?
Then the teleportation circle was launched, and the C-level position battle developed in the same unexpected way as the beginning.