Chapter 707: National War: The End of the C-Class Position War
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 the British-style streets, and fly past the doors of St. Paul's Cathedral and Westminster Abbey.
Drill through the gaps in the London Eye and the gallery windows 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 meet with friends,
This wisp of breeze also evolved into a fierce and opposing violent wind current!
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.
Artemis' Eternal Hunt illuminates the moonlight of the hunting night!
The huge bow is nearly a person tall, and the wildness of nature and hunting is contained in the gorgeous and graceful arc like a crescent moon. Fang Ran can only pull the bow string slightly with all his strength,
The power of this purely offensive night weapon was instantly felt!
Shining on the aperture activated by the white wings, Osphia opened her eyes in disbelief when she saw Fangran pulling out the night weapon from the last arcane box.
Then in the next second, he will regain his determination!
Without any more unnecessary words, across the crossroads in London, they also threw away the arcane crystals.
At this moment, both Fangran and Ao Feiya put everything they had into using this trump card to make the final blow!
The arrows hunted by the moon god loomed on the bowstring that Fangran gritted his teeth and reluctantly pulled open, and 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!
At this moment, what no one knew was that on their system interface, both of their ranks briefly jumped to B level!
In the viewing rooms of both sides, Alchemist and Herschel Linhua stood up at the same time, their ancient crosses and noble shotguns pointed directly at the ground below,
The interference range of A-level power spreads towards Fangran and Osphia, preventing life-threatening consequences!
At the moment when the power of the last blow collided, the light in front of me collided, and my vision was dazzlingly white. Except for the magic arrows shot by the huge silver-white moonbow in my hand,
Nothing can be seen except the radiance of the elf's arcane magic that expands from the opponent's seven-fold circle!
But at the moment when the bowstring of Luna's Hunting was loosened and white light filled the field of vision, the bowstring where Luna's hunting magic energy was gathered suddenly broke!
And Fangran felt as if some shackles were broken in his heart. He felt like breaking free from the shackles, not sure if it was joy or biting his lips and wanting to cry.
After taking off the mask, the hot moisture in his eyes was instantly dried by the sweeping air...
Then the darkness symbolizing the dark moon filled the gluttony mark where the heart [Creation Card] is, and no one saw the strange and ominous figure in black dress.
Floating behind him, she hugged the shoulders of her doll like a mother and cherished it. She still had the same terrifying but charming smile as in the story.
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, and the strongest point of each penetrated the other's offensive.
Fangran supported his body in the torrent, and the moment he heard her last words of fanaticism and laughter,
"Just do what you want! Whatever that is!"
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 Luna's hunt and the torrent of Elven arcana,
It 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, after seeing the light of the final blow simultaneously drowning Fangran and Osphia,
Everyone in the night game suddenly became worried. There was only a white light on the virtual screen. They all looked at the alchemist who was ready to take action at any time.
Holding the tip of the ancient cross, he pointed it directly at Fangran's place below. The results he perceived made the Alchemist, who had been somewhat silent and formal since just now, slightly startled.
Then he put away his abilities, regained his laziness, and slumped back on the sofa, laughing 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 moon god in mythology have disappeared from the hand, leaving only the long and slow breath of a drowned person on the 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 Ophia who looked across the way but was 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 because he had guessed that he was too soft-hearted and would not really attack his plan, but because he believed that his attacks would be stronger and he would surely win!
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As for Fang Ran, 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 delay the discomfort of the black haze 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 is quiet in the aftermath of the last blow. Whether it is the royal court or the night game,
Everyone in the viewing rooms of both sides looked at the two people in the aftermath of the smoke and fell silent.
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 unwilling to fail broke the peace of the moment, and the intersection was in a mess,
Fangran watched Ophia pull out her Fairy Forest with trembling wrists.
There are no elves' light spots on it anymore. It doesn't look like an extremely rare creature-specific weapon. Instead, it looks like a decorative long 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 body almost unsteady, but his voice was also trembling due to the emotional fluctuations.
Looking at Osphia, who was raising the sword towards him even though she had no magic power, the black haze invaded her vision, making Fangran raise his head and let out a breath of laughter.
"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, lowered his body and leaned 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 my eyes, listening to the footsteps of the figure rushing towards me, the skills I learned from that summer vacation where I was exhausted every day,
Lean over, press the sheath, breathe in, push,
Then draw the knife!
Even if his vision was unclear at the moment when he drew his sword, Fangran was confident that he could cut in front of the opponent faster than the opponent.
The sword held high in the Elf Forest had not yet been cut down, and the sharpness felt against the skin in front of her. Osphia's blue eyes were completely dull...
Then the announcement that the rank battle was over sounded in the viewing rooms of both sides!
The outcome of the first national war appeared on the virtual screen, and the light sent back to the preparation area was at the moment when the two men began to prepare.
Fang Ran, who lowered his body, was slightly stunned, and the darkness in front of his eyes seemed to be spreading and blooming.
Brother Suqun, I did it...
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But this thought came to mind, and when he heard the announcement of the end, Tang Dao was drawn out diagonally towards the air in front of him.
The moment when this exciting C-class battle finally came to an end, with its ups and downs and twists and turns,
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 in front of him who was forced to stop by the flash of his blade. Her clothes could not withstand the sharp airflow caused by the Tang Dao blade being drawn out at close range.
A tear was made with a 'tear' sound. It was white and soft, and the central strap snapped off and flew away...
The button of the bow flicked onto Fangran's face, and he could feel the warmth.
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 activated, and the C-level position battle developed in the same unexpected way as the beginning.