Chapter 728: National War: Reborn, the fierce soldier speaks out!
Simulation scene, the ruins of the Parliament Building.
Across the water of the Thames River, I looked at the dignified and majestic older woman standing on the roof of a building. She was holding an ancient cross in her hand that was too long for a normal human being to swing. Her suit shirt was fluttering in the rising momentum.
The clattering sound,
Fang Shu made his pupils reflect Herschel Linhua in the distance, and he spoke with a calm expression that was different from his usual:
"I didn't expect that he would accept the challenge so readily. I thought that Wang Ting would just stick to the rules as before."
"Maybe the royal court of that era you know was like that, but it's the same as the night situation now..."
No longer young, only the quiet appearance of dignity and majesty remains,
Herschel Linhua answered calmly, and then the elegant white dress suddenly showed the gorgeous decoration of silver leaf feathers, the white silk gloves on her hands, and the matching jewelry feathers on the top of her hair.
Like a top noble attending a grand ceremony, he looked down at the alchemist on the other side of the river and spoke calmly:
"Nothing stays the same."
Then the exclusive weapon for A-level participants appeared in her hands. The pure white metal gun had complex and beautiful gold-inlaid patterns, a feathered guard on one side and a sharp edge on the side of the barrel.
Holding in the hands of the costumed Herschel is a silver-white gun blade that looks like a rifled shotgun!
"That's right..."
Hearing her answer, he smiled lowly. He raised his head again, his eyes filled with fierce fighting intent. He waved the three-meter-long ferocious weapon in his hand with one hand, and the swift and violent movement set off a roaring wind.
The figure crossed the Thames River in an instant, the ancient cross was raised high, and the voice crossed the distance of the Thames River in an instant, ringing in front of Herschel...
"Then I'm not welcome."
The crashing sound is deafening!!
The moment the figure in a black suit rushed into South London, the airflow from the collision between the ancient gun and the gun blade exploded in front of Herschel's calm face, and the rear side of the building beneath her collapsed directly!
Just like wielding a long sword, he blocked the Alchemist's surprise attack. This royal declaration, which was also longer than the normal shotgun, was completely different from the aging appearance.
Hershel burst out with powerful strength and speed and jumped away from the wreckage of the building in an instant. He aimed at the Alchemist in mid-air and directly pulled the trigger!
Something that was not a bullet rushed out of the muzzle with rotating rifling from the depths of the slender barrel. The moment he narrowed his eyes and turned his head to avoid it,
This seemingly ordinary blow passed through the alchemist's side, setting off a straight curtain of water on the Thames River, and the next second it submerged into a building,
The whole building exploded into pieces!
Even if it is not a skyscraper like Lanthe, it is not a clever way to blow up the foundation, but to collapse the entire building without any fancy. The powerful destructive power of the A-class participants and the combat power that has been upgraded to another level.
It was clearly demonstrated in the opening trial between the two!
The ancient cross and the royal proclamation like a gun blade kept colliding, and the figure flashed across South London. Facing the alchemist's fierceness, the body swept across the building and broke apart like the most valiant and unparalleled warrior on the ancient battlefield.
Hershel resisted his attack with an unchanging expression, and fired calmly with the gun at a distance, and the destructive power of each blow was enough to destroy a house and building.
flaw!
The spiritual sense reached the top of the peak, and his eyes locked on Hershel for a moment as he retreated. He grasped a just enough distance, his pupils shrank fiercely, and the place he held in his hand suddenly retreated to the end.
The three-meter-long ancient cross sealed with yellow paper pierced out like a heart-piercing arrow!
Then, at the moment when the elegant figure was about to be penetrated, those blocking the tip were the loyal soldiers of the great nobles.
The ability of the Royal Declaration is activated. He wears a hat inlaid with gold stars, red and black ceremonial clothes with a ribbon, and a tall figure in black military boots. Without a face, he looks like a wooden doll dressed up in a fairy tale, like a neat guard of honor at a grand ceremony.
ceremonial soldier,
The illusory shadow solidified, blocking the magic spell and causing the puppet to return to its true nature and disappear after losing its life.
But at the same time as it disappeared, more than one such 'soldier' appeared from the place where Hershel had just shot, and each of them...
In their hands were the same Royal Proclamations as Herschel's, except that they were dark in color.
Several? Dozens? No,
Hundreds of identical ceremonial guards appeared from all directions, surrounding Fang Shushi in all directions,
In an instant, a group of enemies surrounded them, and the ancient tree was tilted sideways.
The figure in a suit stands alone in the center of the siege, just like a general on the battlefield at his end!
It has a defense that can withstand a full-strength A-level blow and a powerful gunshot that is almost the same as mine. The characteristic that it can only take effect once and then disappear immediately also means that the consumption of magic energy is not exaggerated.
This is a powerful ability that can be said to be as powerful as an army of one man. It is the power that Hershel showed in the last national war.
——Royal Legion!
Watching those "short-lived" honor guards roaring and sweeping away, the three-meter-long ancient tree completely turned into an unparalleled ferocious soldier. However, after being hit by more than one gunshot, the qualitative change caused by the number of magicians was still inevitable.
Fall into passivity.
In the viewing room, watching the battle between the two A-levels gradually expand the battlefield in South London, Meng Lang looked at the virtual screen and murmured in shock before the voice could accept it:
"A war actually started...Uncle, can we win?"
"It's hard to say. Although this brat who has finally enlightened has smoothed the gap in combat power, neither he nor Ye Sheng have the qualifications to become A-level. They will inevitably end up in other places when their strength levels are almost the same.
Slightly lacking...”
The uncle was the only person present who knew something about the battle between Class A. The uncle shook his head and then raised his eyes that revealed a bit of edge.
"But the outcome of Class A is often decided in the blink of an eye, and no one can say for sure."
"Then the other party has the ability of that legion, and the alchemist has been suppressed..."
Looking at the Fang Shu user on the virtual screen who could only dodge under the gunfire from the soldiers and Hershel who kept appearing on the virtual screen, the uncle smiled in relief at Hua Ling's worried words:
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Don't worry, although he is usually so casual, that brat rarely gets serious once."
On the virtual screen, watching the figure of Fang Shushi sweeping across Gushan and wiping out more than ten soldiers in an instant, but at the same time more gunshots formed a net and blocked him, the uncle's voice was casual and unworried.
"It's not to this extent that I'm helpless."
boom----!
Multiple gunshots hit the alchemist at the same time, without any aftermath. All the power exploded in an instant and reached its maximum power. He also put down the slender gun blade in his hand like a long sword,
Herschel looked at the figure in the nearby crater in the center of the flattened area,
The figure holding the cross in front of him was solemn and silent. The suit sleeve on his right hand was broken and flying, revealing a lean and solid muscle arm with blood dripping on it.
I have been running away from...
The Fang Shu user, who was slightly injured in the previous attack but did not seem to be serious, flipped his wrist and swept away the smoke and dust of the three-meter-long weapon. The yellow paper charm on the handle had been waved from just now.
There was a swishing sound.
Escaping from my obligation to be in charge of the overall situation and responsible for revitalization, escaping from the betrayal of my brothers who used to protect me from wind and rain,
For this reason, I pretended to be weak and let the night situation that was waiting for improvement to fend for itself...
Even though he was surrounded by hundreds of enemies, he held the ancient cross again and stood on the battlefield littered with debris, changing from his usual smiling and casual attitude.
His standing posture at this moment is really like an ancient battlefield king!
It's like standing on the battlefield of beacon smoke with the remains of broken halberds. Even facing thousands of troops, there is an unparalleled one who dares to ride a thousand horses as long as the weapon is in hand!
The ceremonial dress was gorgeous, and all the honor guard soldiers were controlled to suspend their offensive and landed on a collapsed and sloping staircase.
Herschel Linhua held the silver gun blade in her hand, looked at the figure in the distance whose aura was completely different from the last time she saw it, and slowly said:
"Compared with you in the last C-level battle, you are completely different now."
"Like you said, nothing stays the same."
Just like when I thought the night situation would collapse and die, I would never stand here like this again...
Even though he was alone in the face of the swarming enemy figures, his cold gaze when he raised his eyes was not playful at all as usual. He could only look at the large ferocious soldiers that were far larger than himself with solemn eyes.
The alchemist calmly confronted Hershel Linhua, showing in front of everyone his powerful and calm side that belongs to the A-level participants!
"And the responsibility for revitalization is passed on to the next generation of young girls. Even the newcomers have made the decision to move forward,"
Fang Shu made a faint chuckle as if he was self-deprecating. Those figures that appeared from scratch gradually increased the memory from strange to familiar. Those nights spent chatting and laughing with everyone to spend the bright time that melted away the depression of being alone on the rooftop in the past.
From the beginning, it was just a patchwork relationship, to this moment, everyone wants to win!
The whole city was in danger of being destroyed in the hot night, and the regret of not being able to do anything, the hesitation that was broken by that young man when he ran to the North Pole to repay his debt, and the whole time standing behind that figure and watching her efforts to support the night,
He raised his arm, rotated the ancient cross in a circle by his side, held it with his backhand, and inserted it into the ground, the sound was sonorous and decisive at this moment,
"What dignity do I have to escape again?"
Mucheng and Qingning were waiting at the table, Jota was captured at the side, Emma followed behind the eldest young master with a sharp tongue, and the smiling magician,
Hua Ling, who was handsome and carrying a plate, came to life, Su Qun persuaded the uncle to drink less, Gou Yu was stopping Meng Lang from stealing food, Ye Sheng was walking from a distance, and Fang Ran,
The scene at the beach of the villa, like a family reunion, made Alchemist know that he once again had a place to belong.
The moment the ancient cross was thrust into the earth, a very special power that made Herschel's pupils shrink exploded from the tip of this fierce weapon, and the ground hundreds of meters away instantly shattered with a clang!
Become the pillar of support for everyone, become the core of the night game, Ye Sheng is worthy of being the daughter of Brother Jiang Ran, what is left for me, a Kuchiki who woke up so late, to do...
Just stand here and fight for the night game!!!
"In the age of the gods of Kyushu, Daoyu transcends the world,"
The words that echoed like the sound of the sound of the avenue resounded in the low shouts, the blood flowed from the arms into the yellow paper talisman drawn with cinnabar, the seal shattered and scattered, the figure splashed in the ancient tree, standing majestic and majestic,
Fang Shuzhi stared at the belated proof of this fate,
He hurriedly returned to the viewing room of the night game. At this moment, Fangran, like everyone else, looked slowly and stagnant. He looked at the ancient cross that unscrewed the elder's seal in the center of the storm where the talismans were scattered.
The moment he raised his face, he opened his fiery eyes and spat out the hot words loudly!
"Great China! Ten thousand orders are summoned!"
Then, at the moment when the vicious soldiers were liberated, the spiritual consciousness spread and positioned itself. Near all the enemies, the Yin souls seemed to have crossed over from the underworld!