What appeared in front of Ryan and Amelia was a fierce duel.
Julius was fully armed. He wore a meteorite iron rune plate armor made by dwarves. He held a gorgeous two-handed knight's sword with both hands, blessed by the prophet of the lake god. He held the long sword that exuded pure light across his chest.
forward, struggling to withstand the enemy's onslaught.
Because his opponent's attack was too fierce.
"Purify! Purify! Purify!!!" The Primarch of the Word Bearers was dressed in rags. He was wearing a linen garment worn by an ascetic monk. The rags were tattered and exuded the smell of earth and ink. Luo Jia's body was plastered all over his body.
Reading various scriptures, he was obviously falling into some kind of religious fanaticism: "Purify! Purify everything!"
The weapon in Luo Jia's hand is an ordinary iron scepter with a double-headed eagle pattern carved on it. This scepter is made of ordinary iron and is not particularly suitable for fighting, but when held in Luo Jia's hand, it is made of ordinary iron.
In Jia's hands, however, he possesses the power of a divine weapon. The double-headed eagle's single eagle eye emits a golden glow, and golden wings flash on its open wings.
"Dang, dong, dong, dong, dong~" In just a few seconds, under this extreme fanaticism, Luo Jia pressed down on Julius and attacked dozens of times. Each of his attacks carried unparalleled violence and power.
, Julius had no chance to counterattack, and Ryan's brother-in-law struggled to resist Luo Jia's fierce attack.
Luo Jia's arms were like phantoms, divided into four and eight. The onlookers could only see the afterimage, and the air was filled with the burnt smell caused by friction.
Julius was forced to retreat continuously. In the simple arena, the expedition knight looked serious. He seemed to be at a complete disadvantage.
"Your brother is so awesome, Ryan." The little maid Emilia's long golden hair was tied up into a princess hair accessory. She held Ryan's arm: "But I feel like he always seems to be missing something.
.”
"This brother of mine... Do you believe it or not that I can knock him down in just five rounds?" Ryan watched the battle situation and whispered: "Have you noticed, Emilia, Luo Jia's offensive?
He looks fierce, but he is actually in a state of lack of rationality, and the rhythm of the battle is always in Julius's hands."
"I am the Word Bearer! I will burn away all uncleanness!" Luo Jia attacked crazily, his reason having been replaced by fanaticism. The scepter and the sword collided and shot out a large number of sparks. The double-headed eagle of ordinary workmanship
There were even many cracks on the surface of the scepter, but Luo Jia's violent offensive did not stop for a moment.
Julius was different. The crazier Luojia became, the slower he became. Although Julius's arms were sore and numb due to repeated beatings on his arms due to the crazy and continuous attacks, Julius was always calm and he himself
Having received the best guidance since childhood, he knew what he should do.
The two-handed sword rotated in a strange arc on the spot, blocking all Luo Jia's violent attacks. Julius looked cold as he carefully collected all Luo Jia's violent power and concentrated it on himself.
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After three minutes of continuous attacks, Luo Jia's movements suddenly became stiff. The Word Bearers Primarch only felt that his fanatical emotions were gradually fading away, and he was regaining his senses.
Therefore, his attack movements are also slower.
Now! Julius moved, and the powerful power that had been accumulated in his arms was released by him. The expedition knight roared loudly: "For the love of the lady! Fall down!"
The white light flashed on the knight's sword in both hands, and Julius used the most standard family swordsmanship. He attacked Luo Jia's head, arms and wrists three times with three fierce attacks, and then the last sword carried a powerful attack directly at Luo Jia's full body.
The head of countless scriptures.
Luo Jia took a deep breath and fiercely used his scepter to block the fierce attack of the knight's sword. He tried to get himself back to the fanatical state just now, because only complete fanaticism was the source of his strength.
However, bursts of weakness suddenly came from the Word Bearer's body. When Luojia tried to get angry and use fanaticism to guide himself, his weak body and tired soul stopped him.
Damn it! This is the weak period of transformation! Luo Jia felt a strong sense of weakness.
The Primarch of the Word Bearers was forced back. Faced with Julius' fierce offensive, Luojia was forced to retreat. He shouted "Praise to all things!" full of enthusiasm, and the scepter in his hand shot out golden flames.
, Julius immediately ducked sideways.
The golden flames exploded a small piece of the ground, but this failed to defeat Julius. The brother-in-law held the knight's sword tightly with both hands, and the two sides distanced themselves and looked at each other.
After a brief period of weakness, Luojia immediately felt that his strength was recovering, so he once again immersed himself in the fanatical spiritual world: "For the Emperor! For Holy Terra!"
The lost golden glow spurted out from Luo Jia's body again, and reason disappeared again, replaced by complete fanaticism. It was difficult to imagine whether the expression on Luo Jia's face at this time was absolute madness or devout faith. Ryan could only
Seeing the muscles on Luo Jia's face twisted into a ball, his eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, and his whole body was bathed in golden holy light.
"In the name of the God-Emperor! Judge! Judge! Then purify!!!"
No wonder Luo Jia's nickname is "The Magic Stick". Ryan cursed in his heart, saying that he was not the "Magic Stick" and he didn't even believe it.
Almost in the blink of an eye, Luo Jia's body moved more than ten meters on the spot, and instantly rushed towards Julius's location. All his movements turned into endless phantom afterimages, and he struck like a crazy storm.
Came later.
Julius had sweat on his forehead. He really couldn't imagine that his opponent who was in a weak state just now had regained his strength! Are all Ryan's brothers monsters?
The expedition knight in his thirties thought this, he let out a sigh of relief and immediately ran away.
"Boom!" Luo Jia was unable to stop his movements in his frenzied state. As Julius barely dodged, Luo Jia hit the stone wall of the arena, leaving a nearly three-dimensional hole on the solid stone wall.
Meter-high human-shaped crater, the steel scepter struck continuously, and after seven or eight pieces of rubble were blasted out, Luo Jia realized that he had not hit the target. The fanatical Primarch of the Word Bearers turned around,
He rushed towards Julius again.
"kill, kill, kill~ all!!!"
Every movement of the Primarch of the Word Bearers tore the air. He seemed to be burning. His sleeves rolled up and down because of his too fast movements. In just the first second of the confrontation, Julius' long sword
He was attacked more than a dozen times.
The continuous attacks like a violent storm almost drowned Julius. The expedition knight staggered back again and again. Julius' eyes were sharp. He tried his best to escape from Luojia's violent attacks, because he knew that such a
Crazy is bound to not last long.
Finding a gap in the attack, Julius used the sword grid to deflect Luojia's scepter. The scepter made of ordinary iron material was indeed no match for the knight's sword made of fine steel and Britannia mithril in his hand.
Not to mention that this sword also had the blessing of the Lake God’s prophet. He raised the sword and silently prayed to the fairy in the lake. Then he twisted his body with all his strength and said, "For the sake of the lady, fall down!"
The sword blade struck directly at Luo Jia's neck, but the fanatical Primarch of the Word Bearers didn't care at all: "Blood bursts into life and death, and the strong one wins!"
After saying this, Luojia raised his scepter high and hit Julius's cross helmet hard. Dazzling sparks burst out from the helmet, and several streaks of bright red ran along Julius's handsome face.
Up and down.
Luo Jia's crazy attack also left him wide open. The strong sword grid of the knight's sword hit Luo Jia's right temple hard. After receiving such a violent blow, Luo Jia screamed, and he was once again forced to stop from the endless fanaticism.
Exiting from the state, with the last roar, the Word Bearers base
The original body also felt the pain from his temples. Two streams of blood flowed out of his nose. The severe headache almost made him feel crazy. When he raised his scepter and prepared to continue fighting, Julius raised his scepter in front of him.
He raised his hand to indicate that he was admitting defeat.
Only then did Luo Jia realize that this was a duel of honor. He reached out and touched his nose. His hand was covered with nosebleeds. The dizzy Word Bearers Primarch took two steps to the side, and a high sound came from his head.
After a while of dizziness, he sat down on the ground, breathing heavily: "You can obviously still fight, why did you admit defeat? My injuries are only slightly lighter than yours!"
"I can fight you like this just because my equipment is better than yours. This really feels a bit overwhelming." Julius's head was broken by Luo Jia, and a few wisps of bright red flowed along his head.
When he came down, his hands could no longer even hold the sword. Seeing Luo Jia asking, Julius forced out a smile: "You are very strong, Mr. Luo Jia, indeed very strong, but we don't need to fight until one of us crawls."
If you don’t get up, what do you think?”
"You are not weak either, Mr. Ryan's...brother-in-law." Luo Jia was very happy that he could win. He stretched out his hand to wipe his nosebleed and said proudly: "Thank you, this duel makes me very happy."
I can win too.
You see, Ryan's brother-in-law said that I am very strong.
"Me too... we will fight again when I come back from the expedition." Julius calmly accepted the bandage from the female priest of the Goddess of Mercy Church. He thought to himself that Ryan's brother was not particularly powerful. He was now a legendary mid-level
, and the fight with this guy named Luo Jia was 50-50. Although I relied on equipment to barely tie, Luo Jia's strength was at best around the legendary high-level to the peak of the legend.
So let's speculate, the guy named Angron shouldn't be that strong.
Julius has confidence in himself.
"Brother Luo Jia, do you need a towel?" The little maid Emilia took the initiative to come up and handed the towel to Luo Jia. Luo Jia said thank you and took the towel to wipe the nosebleed politely: "It's so pleasant.
I haven’t played so happily for a long time.”
Ryan: "..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the iron scepter in Luojia's other hand could no longer withstand the psychic energy he continuously instilled and the series of cracks left in the battle. It collapsed into pieces. The Word Bearers Primarch faced
Ryan shrugged: "Lian, can you help me convince the dwarf rune blacksmith in your territory? I need better weapons."
"I will help you find Mr. Delong, brother, and you will have a better scepter." Ryan had a teasing smile on his face: "I promise."
The duel was over, and Ryan wanted to persuade his brother-in-law to have a meal here, but Julius declined politely. He asked the priests of the Goddess of Mercy to stop the bleeding and put a bandage on him, and asked Ryan to say hello to Sulia on his behalf, and then rode.
He got on his pure-blooded elf war horse and left Ryan's territory.
He has to make a series of preparations for the Holy Grail Crusade, and coming to Luo Jia for a duel is just the beginning.
After the duel ended, everyone dispersed. Emilia took Ryan's arm and whispered: "It was indeed a wonderful duel. We may have missed the most exciting part."
The little maid's leather boots made a crisp sound when she stepped on the stone road in the town.
"Being able to fight like this is beyond my expectation, in every sense." Ryan complained, he reached out and grabbed the hair on his forehead: "I really didn't expect..."
"What didn't you expect?" Emilia asked curiously: "By the way, aren't your brothers all demigods?"
"Yes, Luo Jia, a demigod, can actually fight like this with Julius, a legendary mid-level expedition knight... I really didn't expect it." Ryan's face hurt: "Did you know? Emilia?
, I am already at the beginning of the Holy Realm and I can defeat either of them in no more than ten rounds under normal competition conditions."
"I hate it~ Ryan, you always use different ways to praise yourself for being great." Amelia said that, but her beautiful and charming face was full of pride: "If you are not strong enough, how can I fall in love with you?"
The two of them arrived at the bar "Holy Grail Praise". Ryan wanted to sit in the lobby, but Emilia took the initiative and said to the waiter: "There is a private room on the second floor, thank you."
Ryan did not object. He and Amelia came to the private room on the second floor and sat down. Soon, the waiter served a sumptuous meal and fine wine. Amelia obviously enjoyed being alone with Ryan.
Time, the little maid looked at the lively crowd below and said excitedly: "Look! Look! Ryan, what are they playing?"
"Play cards, and play with chess pieces, those little metal figures that are extremely expensive."
"Playing cards? Can you teach me?" Emilia was obviously more interested in the cards people played.
"OK."
…………I am the dividing line in playing cards…………
At the same time, the Old World, the Southern Kingdom, Tyrell, and the city-state of Miragliano.
Miragliano is the largest city in Tilea, with a population of about 100,000. As a world-famous city and capital of literature and art, it is world-famous for its architecture, fashion, art, painting, and opera.
Angron, the original primarch of the World Eaters, was walking on the street. He was holding his mount Hippogryph "Nukelia" and purchasing various items on the list: "Hmm~ Fine Tilean cat poop coffee."
~And the best sparkling wine, and the finest panna cotta, my father and Guilliman will love this."
Angron was purchasing various goods. Since he didn't like bargaining very much, and he was buying things in bulk, the merchants were all surrounding him. A short halfling walked in front of him with a charming smile, cautiously
Leading the way for him: "Mr. Angron, the cat poop coffee you want is in the shop in front. I wonder how much you want?"
"I have plenty of money, but I have to inspect the goods first!" Angron said impatiently.
"Of course~ of course~ hehehe." The halfling said flatteringly: "For a guest as generous and forthright as Mr. Angron, our Halfling Queensberry Chamber of Commerce will definitely provide the best service!"
At this time, the situation in front attracted Angron's attention: "Wait... what are they doing?"
A huge shed was erected in front of the street, with well-equipped mercenaries on it. These mercenaries were gorgeously dressed and extremely rich. What made Angron feel familiar was that the flag of this mercenary was a
The image of an eagle rising from the ashes.
"... Fulgrim." Angron muttered silently.
The leading mercenary shouted at the fanatical crowd below.
"Wealth, fame, power! Ladies and gentlemen! Do you want these treasures? Do you want to gain supreme status and glory?"
Large wooden boxes were opened one after another, containing gold, silver, and precious stones. The square was filled with the sound of swallowing saliva.
"If you want, join the expeditionary force. All the treasures are placed there! It's at the end of the great route, right in Lustria!"