The championship showdown took place in the open space in front of the inner castle.
Aegir first launched a powerful attack on Jules. The attack of the Chosen Champion of Khorne swept around him, blowing up a whirlwind of sharp ax blades and rolling towards Jules.
Jules stood firm, and the Holy Grail Knight Commander's body erupted with the strength of a holy realm. His body was shining with dazzling light, and the divine sword "Durandale" in his hand was burning with golden flames.
The confrontation between Hell's Battle Ax and Durandal was so bright that almost everyone onlookers could not open their eyes. Aegir unleashed his terrifying power to his heart's content, while Yules showed off his outstanding sword skills.
In the first confrontation, there was no winner between the two sides.
Neither Egil nor Egil was surprised at all by this result. In the only two opportunities for confrontation, Egil and Egil had already experienced each other's strength.
Now, the God-chosen champion of Khorne relied on unparalleled brute force to attack. He rushed forward, smashing two houses in one breath with a fierce collision. Jules quickly dodged, and at the same time, his long sword
Drawing a circle in the air, it withstood Egil's ax chops. The blood-red power collided with the golden flames of the sword, making a harsh sound.
"Clang!" "Boom!"
In the thick smoke, Egil charged out of the smoke again. He shouted angrily, jumped up high, and rushed directly towards Yules.
Jules was always calm, but his eyes contained the anger from the Lake God. The Holy Grail Knight took a deep breath, clenched the hilt of his sword with both hands, and moved in a circular motion.
For the ladies!
Jules moved his sword blade horizontally. He pointed the tip of the sword directly at Egil's wrist, drawing an almost perfect arc. With a flash of cold light, a gap was cut in Egil's gauntlet.
Egil didn't care at all about his opponent's attack. With a flick of his wrist, the Hell Tomahawk Gom struck directly at Ules's head. It was unstoppable. There was no doubt that the Tomahawk emanating from Hell's flames would be in his path.
Spread death everywhere.
Jules took a deep breath of the cold air. He had just broken through the Holy Realm not long ago, but in front of him, the Chosen Champion of Khorne had been in the Holy Realm for many years. He knew that he could not withstand Egil's violent blow, so he could only
Choose to interrupt your own offensive.
It was too late, Egil's movement was too fast, Jules immediately decided to use Durandal to block. The blade blessed by the Lake God was so strong that even the Hell's Battle Ax, which could easily cut through steel, could not attack.
Defense of Kaiures.
An astonishing force came from the sword, and the Holy Grail Knight Commander almost threw his sword away.
With the help of Egil's power, Jules retreated smoothly. He rolled to the left and avoided the next ax blade of Egil. The hell ax swept past, and the walls of nearby houses were directly blasted away by the monster in front of him.
, rubble and wood flew into the air, Aegir released the flames blessed by Khorne in his battle ax, and the entire house was reduced to dust.
Now! Jules seized the opportunity when Egil was temporarily unable to withdraw his strength. His sword blade broke through Egil's defense. The tip of the long sword penetrated Egil's various skulls and spikes.
Iron Ring Chaos Armor.
"Pfft."
It was the sound of swords entering flesh, and a small stream of dark red blood stimulated everyone's nerves. The knights of Britannia cheered loudly, while the barbarians were a little in disbelief.
Egil bleeds, and Jules draws the first blood in this championship showdown.
However, unlike everyone's imagination, Egil was unaware of his own blood. On the contrary, the king of Scarins became more and more violent. He forced Jules back with a horizontal slash, and his vicissitudes of life showed on his face.
Bloodthirsty smile: "Go on, Holy Grail Knight, do you think this little injury can defeat me?"
"I will let you fall, in the name of lady." Jules regained his balance.
The Knight Commander of the Holy Grail held the sword in both hands, and a strange light radiated from his eyes. Jules was surprised that Egil was injured and bleeding but had no reaction. Obviously Durandal's damage was far beyond the comparison of human weapons, but Egil was able to ignore it.
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Then I will continue to make you bleed until you fall! Jules was furious in his heart, and his offensive attacked Egil's defense like a violent storm, with his sharp sword pointed directly at Egil's chest.
Egil sneered at the attack of the Knight Commander of the Holy Grail. The king of Skarins immediately rearranged his posture and fought with Jules. The place where the two men fought was filled with blood, and the shadow of the ax and sword almost shocked everyone watching.
It was almost impossible to see the battle between them, and any buildings close to them were reduced to dust under this fierce attack.
The incredible strength of Khorne's chosen champion met the inhuman martial arts and speed of the Knight of the Holy Grail. Although Aegir's war rage was rising higher and higher, almost drowning Ules, but Ules was like
The rocks on the coastal cliffs were constantly being beaten by the waves. The sword in his hand was cutting, chipping, hacking, or slashing. While constantly defusing Egil's offensive, it also left new wounds on Egil's body.
Block, swing his sword, block, swing his sword, block again. After blocking Egil's five fierce attacks in succession, Jules struggled to strike out with another sword. A cold light cut open Egil's shoulder armor, and the chaos armor was bloody.
The red shoulder armor was cut open by Durandal, and a bloody light flashed.
"Well!" Egil was injured again. This was already the fifth wound on his body.
In comparison, Jules' body was as clean as new. Except for his robe being scratched by the whirlwind raised by the hell axe, there were no scars. There was not even a drop of blood on the divine sword Durandal.
There was only dust within 50 meters around this championship showdown, and there were not even ruins left. Every attack between the two saintly warriors broke the sound barrier, and deafening sounds were heard one after another in the silence.
The sound echoed throughout the Lyonnais Castle, telling the story of the supremacy of this championship showdown.
The holy realm represents the limit of mortals. If the limit of mortals is a circle that has been fixed by the gods, then the holy realm is when a certain ability of mortals reaches the boundary of this circle.
After this, if you want to go higher, you need the help of gods. Currently, there is only one person in Britannia who is above this level, and that is the legendary Green Knight.
If Egil reached this realm through his own bravery and bravery, then Ules reached this realm through his superb sword skills and speed. Facing Egil's fierce attack, Ules' figure was like a javelin.
Standing upright, the power hidden in the body that is ready to be unleashed has broken through the clouds and reached the sky.
Kalad's eyes were red as he stood on the city wall, and all the Brittanian knights and citizens looked at Jules' invincible figure with admiration.
In that barbaric and dark era, Arthur and the first Holy Grail Knights were symbols of justice and hope. It was this group of heroes who drove away powerful enemies with their bravery and strength, leading the people to find light and restore unity.
In the roar that shook the mountains and rivers, Jules once again broke through Egil's defense. He rushed towards Egil like a sharp sword, and the long sword in his hand swept through the dark and filthy blood god's breath like a meteor.
It accurately penetrated Egil's right chest, a large stream of blood burst out, and golden flames burned Egil's chest.
Did you win? All the knights and citizens had high hopes for the outcome of the duel.
But they were disappointed.
"Glory to Khorne!!!"
Egil's tall body was like a blood god coming into the world. He raised his arms and shouted, causing the clouds to move in all directions. The moment the blood god champion's roar erupted, it was as if the earth was shaking. The rushing and turbulent momentum was like a thunderbolt from the sky, and Ten Thousands of People could not stop it.
enemy!
Relying on the huge force that could turn back the mountains and rivers, Egil not only did not retreat, he raised his battle ax and swept across. Ules stabbed him in the right chest with a full blow. This insignificant damage caused the Holy Grail Knight to
The sky door is wide open.
The Hell Tomahawk Garm in his left hand swept across and hit Jules' helmet directly. Although Jules had tried his best to avoid the vital point, the full blow from Egil was still effective.
The helmet exploded, and the statue of the golden fire dragon exploded into pieces, revealing the face under the helmet. The sharp iron piece scratched Jules's cheek. The long sword was pulled out, and Egil's blood spurted out, staining his armor red.
In this fatal blow, both men suffered unknown injuries, but Egil's injury was obviously more serious. The Brittanians stopped cheering and looked at Jules with worried eyes.
, paying attention to his status.
In the venue, the faces of the two people did not show any pain or resentment. Instead, they had smiles of sympathy. This was the mutual recognition between the warriors. Yules's eyes still contained the cold anger from the Lake God.
He calmly prayed to the fairy in the lake
, telling his lady that he would dedicate his victory to her, Egil spat lightly. He was happy that he had chosen Jules as his opponent. Only the head of such a powerful enemy has the value of collection, and can it be the sacrifice of Khorne.
The brass throne adds a new glory.
Obviously, this championship duel could not stop like this. Egil held the battle ax with both hands and his body began to rotate. This was the combat skill he was most proud of.
Whirlwind!
The boundless whirlwind strike approached Ules, and the torrent of steel formed by the double axes continued to impact Ules's defense. Each blow almost hit and destroyed the original standing point of the Holy Grail Knight Commander. Ules was on Egil's side.
Struggling to hold up under the fierce attack, the robe was cut into several strips of cloth in the ax blade, and Durandal's blade had to withstand several attacks every second.
At the critical moment, Yules suddenly moved. He twisted his body in an incredible arc. The holy sword was held behind his hands, bypassing the attack range of the whirlwind, and slashed directly from above with the force of a mountain.
Down.
"Pfft~Ka~" Durandal pierced Egil's face, and the sword tip penetrated more than ten centimeters.
Whirlwind stopped.
Did you win?
Jules saw the cold smile on Egil's face.
The God-chosen champion of Khorne clenched his fist, and the force of the explosion directly hit Jules' chin. The Knight of the Holy Grail yelled, and was directly hit by Egil more than ten meters high, more than thirty meters away, and then fell
He fell to the ground, swaying this way and that.
In the blink of an eye, Egil had appeared in front of Ules. The Holy Grail Knight Commander barely raised his sword to resist, but Durandal was knocked away by the battle ax. Egil was about to pursue the victory when he saw that Egil suddenly emitted a sound from his body.
Exposed to the bright light of the gods, Aegir could feel a dazzling light of extreme disgust. The light stung him so much that he couldn't open his eyes, and his skin made a burning sound. He was forced to retreat.
Jules took a deep breath, and a faint voice resounded in Jules' heart.
"Yules...I protected you..."
It's a lady! Jules was shocked and he quickly prayed: "My lady?"
"Jules...I protected you...once,...but I can only protect you...once." The beautiful figure and voice of the fairy in the lake appeared in Jules' heart, and the power of the goddess filled her heart.
Entering the Holy Grail Knight Commander's body, healing his injuries.
No matter how much Jules prayed, he could no longer hear the oracle from the Lake Fairy.
"My lady! Thank you!!!" Jules shouted to the sky. He struggled to stand up again, staring at his opponent in the north, wanting to watch Egil fall. At this time, Egil's body was full of ten
There were several deep wounds and the big hole on his face was still bleeding. Anyone with such serious injuries would definitely die.
What happened next took the breath away of everyone who saw it.
The injuries all over Aegir's body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye under the blessing of Khorne. Green smoke erupted from his face, and all wounds healed automatically, leaving only a shallow scar. The Chosen of Khorne
The champion had a bloodthirsty look on his face, then he raised his battle ax and stepped on Jules' long sword Durandal.
Jules's heart began to be filled with fear, and even though he was reluctant to admit it, he was forced to realize that he was close to losing this battle.
"Our duel is not over yet, Knight of the Holy Grail." Unexpectedly, Egil stretched out his foot and kicked the sword back to Jules, with contempt for the fairy in the lake helping the weak, with contempt for all rational people and logic,
Egil laughed harshly: "I'll give you ten minutes to adjust, and then we'll start the next game."
Jules nodded silently. He picked up his long sword and worked hard to restore his sore arm. Then he took out the potion and drank it to stabilize his injury.
However, Egil drank away Chakoi, the Chaos Wizard who came to deliver the potion. The God-chosen champion of Khorne would never allow this sacred duel to be tainted by anything. The champion duel can only be lost when one party completely falls to the ground.
to all your glory.
Nobility, majesty, glory, this is the chosen champion of Khorne.
Ten minutes later, the battle will resume.
The ensuing battle was unusually brutal. The two powerful warriors used all their lifelong knowledge. Ules's holy sword once again left more than a dozen bone-deep wounds on Egil's body, but he himself
The plate armor was also cut open by the hell battle ax, and bleeding wounds appeared on the knight's thighs and shoulders. Jules still gritted his teeth and persisted. He turned his body over and put all his strength on the sword blade.
A perfect blow was delivered towards Egil.
"Ka!" The sword blade hit the crook of his left arm and penetrated deep into his bones. Egil let out a miserable howl like a wild beast, and then used a buffalo-like collision to hit Ules until his sternum was shattered, and he knelt down.
As a result, Egil almost reached his limit, and his wound healing speed became very slow.
The left arm struck by the sword blade tightly grasped Durandal's sword blade and Jules' forearm. Egil didn't care that half of the bones of his left arm had been cut off. He raised his right arm.
He picked up the Hell Battle Ax Gom held in his right hand, and then let out an earth-shattering roar.
"Behead!!!"
The perfect killing arc condensed into a blood-red trajectory.
There was a rain of blood in the sky. The Hell Battle Ax completed its mission. The hands holding Durandal immediately lost their strength. Egil kicked the headless corpse away and removed the holy sword from his left hand.
Pulled it off the arm.
All the knights and citizens of Leonese, including Duke Dalheide, Kalad, Anara and Aldreeld who were standing on the city wall to watch the battle, all stayed where they were. They trembled their lips and said no.
Say any word.
In the Lyonnaise Castle, only countless barbarians were left roaring and shouting for victory.
Aegir roared his victory, saluting the bloody throne of Khorne in an environment of endless glory and blood and fire. Khorne's chosen champion picked up the head of Ureth, held it high in the sky, and resounded through the sky: