The Magician of Clow

Chapter 829: The National War: Reborn Fierce Soldier Inspiration!

Simulation scene, the ruins of the parliament building.

Across the water of the Thames, I looked at the noble and dignified elderly woman standing on the roof of a building, holding an ancient cross in her hand that was not long enough for a normal human to wave, and her suit shirt was blowing in the rising momentum. the clatter,

The alchemist's pupils reflected Herschel Linhua in the distance, and he opened his mouth with a different chill than usual:
"I didn't expect such a refreshing challenge. I thought that Wang Ting would only stick to the rules as before."

"Perhaps the royal court of the era you know was really like that, but it's the same as the current night situation."

Youth is no more, only the quiet face that dignity and majesty retains,
Herschel Linhua replied calmly, and then the plain white and elegant long dress instantly appeared gorgeous decoration of silver leaf feathers, white silk gloves on her hands, and matching jewelry and feathers on the top of her hair.

It was like the top nobles who attended the grand ceremony looked down at the alchemist across the river and said lightly:
"Nothing doesn't change."

Then the exclusive armament of the A-level participants appeared in her hands. The pure white metal gun body has intricate and beautiful gold inlaid patterns, the one-sided feathered gauntlet and the blade on the side of the barrel.
In the hands of the costumed Herschel is a silver-white gun blade like a rifled shotgun!

"That's true."

Hearing her answer, he smiled lowly, and raised his head again, his eyes were full of fierce fighting intent, he waved his hand on this murderous soldier over three meters, and the swift movement caused a howling 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 in an instant, and it sounded in front of Herschel.
"Then I'm welcome."

The crashing sound is deafening! !

The moment the figure in the black suit rushed into South London, the air current from the collision between the ancient lance and the gun blade exploded in front of Herschel's calm face, and the back side of the building below her shattered!
As if wielding a long sword, he blocked the attack of the alchemist's surprise attack. This royal declaration, which is also longer than the length of a normal shotgun, was lifted up. It was completely different from the aging in appearance.
Herschel, who burst out with great strength and speed, jumped away from the wreckage of the building in an instant, aimed at the alchemist in mid-air and pulled the trigger!
Something other than a bullet rushed out of the rifling muzzle from the depths of the slender barrel.

This seemingly ordinary blow passed through the side of the alchemist, setting off a straight water curtain on the Thames, and the next second it sank into a building,
The whole building shattered!

Even if it's not a skyscraper like Landhaus, it's not a trick to blow up the foundation, but the whole building without any fancy. The powerful destructive power of the A-level participants and the combat power that has been upgraded to another level,

Under the test of the opening of the two people, it was vividly displayed!

The crucifix lance and the gun-blade-like royal declaration kept colliding, and the figure flashed in a staggered manner on South London. Facing the alchemist, the lance swept across the broken buildings like the most valiant and unparalleled general on the ancient battlefield.
Herschel resisted his attack with the same expression, and the gun body fired calmly in the gap of the distance. The destructive power of each blow was enough to destroy a house.

flaw!

When the spiritual sense mentioned the peak, his eyes locked on the moment when Herschel retreated, grasping a just enough distance, his pupils shrank fiercely, and the place where he held his hand suddenly retreated to the end,

The ancient cross, which was sealed with three meters of yellow paper, stabbed out like a bow and arrow through the heart!
And at the moment when the elegant figure is about to be penetrated, the loyal soldiers of the great nobles are blocking the tip of the lance.

The ability of the royal declaration is activated, wearing a hat inlaid with gold stars, red and black ceremonial clothing with a sash, black military boots, tall and straight, without a face, like a wooden doll dressed in a fairy tale, like a neat guard of honor at a grand ceremony salute,

The illusory phantom solidifies, blocking the alchemy so that after a single blow, it returns to the puppet essence and disappears like a loss of life.

But at the same time that it disappeared, more than one such 'soldier' ​​emerged from the spot where Herschel had just shot, and every one of them 'man'.
In their hands they were holding the exact same Royal Proclamation as Herschel, except that the color was pitch black.

How many?dozens?Do not,

Hundreds of identical guards of honor appeared from all directions, surrounding the alchemists in all directions,

For a moment, a group of enemies surrounds, the ancient lance slants horizontally,
The figure in the suit standing alone in the center of the siege is like a general on the battlefield!

It has a defense that can withstand an A-level full-strength attack and a powerful gunshot that is almost the same as my own. The characteristics 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 like a one-man army, which is the power that Herschel showed in the last national war.
- The Royal Legion!
Watching the 'short-lived' honor guards roaring and swept away, the three-meter-long ancient lance has completely turned into an unparalleled murderer, but in more than one shot and the qualitative change caused by the number, the magician is still inevitable. fall into passive.

In the viewing room, watching the battle between the two A-levels and the battlefield gradually expanding in South London, Meng Lang murmured in shock as he watched the sound of the virtual screen and hadn't accepted it:
"It turned out that the war really started, uncle, can we win?"

"It's hard to say, although this stinky boy who finally got enlightened has smoothed out the gap in combat power, neither he nor Ye Sheng's qualifications to become A-level are too short, and if the level of strength is almost the same, they will definitely be elsewhere. Slightly underwhelming.”

The only person in the field who knew anything about the battle between A-levels, the uncle shook his head and raised his eyes with a few sharp edges.

"But the outcome of A-level is often decided in the blink of an eye, and no one can say for sure."

"The other party has the ability of that legion, and the alchemist has been suppressed."

Looking at the alchemist who could only dodge under the constant shooting of soldiers and Herschel himself on the virtual screen, the uncle smiled softly at Hua Ling's worried words:
"Don't worry, although he usually looks that kind of sloppy, it's rare for that stinky boy to get serious once."

On the virtual screen, watching the figure of the alchemist sweep across the ancient lance, more than ten soldiers were eliminated in an instant, but at the same time, more gunshots became a net and blocked him. The voice of the uncle was not worried.

"It's not enough to be helpless."

boom----!
Multiple gunshots hit the location of the alchemist at the same time, there is no aftermath fermentation, all the power exploded in an instant to maximize the power, also put down the slender gun blade in your hand like holding a long sword,
Herschel looked at the figure in the nearby flattened central pit,

The figure of the ancient cross in front of him was stunned and silent, and the sleeve of the suit on his right hand was broken and flying, revealing a lean and solid arm with blood dripping from it.

I have been running away
The alchemist, who was slightly injured in the attack just now, did not seem to be seriously injured. He flipped his wrist and swept the three-meter-long murderous soldier to disperse the smoke and dust. Whistling sound.

Escape from the duty that I should be responsible for revitalizing the overall situation, escaping the death and betrayal of my brothers who had sheltered from the wind and rain in the past,
For this reason, pretend to be a weak person and let the night game that is left to fend for itself.
Even though there are hundreds of enemies surrounded by enemies, but holding this ancient cross lance again, standing on the battlefield full of wreckage, from the usual laughter and sloppy change,

His standing upright at the moment is really like an ancient battlefield king!
As if standing on the battlefield where the halberds are broken, even in the face of thousands of troops, there is a peerless incomparable who dares to ride as a thousand with only the sword in hand!

The ceremonial skirt was swayed, and all the guards of honor were controlled to suspend the offensive and landed on a collapsed and sloping staircase.
Herschel Linhua held the silver-white gun blade in her hand, looked at the figure in the distance, whose aura was turned upside down compared to what she saw last time, and said slowly:
"Compared to the last time you played in the C-rank battle, you are really different now."

"As you said, nothing stays the same."

Just like once I thought the night situation collapsed and died, I will never stand here like this again.
Even though he was alone in the face of the swarming enemy shadows, his slanted, cold eyes were not as playful as usual, only the large murderous soldiers who were holding a far greater than him in his eyes were stunned.
Alchemist's peaceful confrontation with Herschel Linhua showed his powerful and peaceful side as an A-rank participant in front of everyone!
"And put the responsibility of revitalization on the next generation of little girls, and even the newcomers who have just joined have made a decision to move forward,"

The alchemist chuckled like a self-deprecating self-deprecating figure. Those figures who had grown out of nothing gradually increased their memories from unfamiliar to familiar. Those who were chatting and laughing with everyone at night spent the bright time that melted away the depression of the lonely rooftop in the past.
From the beginning of a relationship that was just a patchwork of things, to the desire of everyone at this moment to win!
The crisis of destruction in the hot night of the whole city is the regret of not being able to do anything, repaying the hesitation that was broken by the young man when he went to the North Pole, standing behind the figure and watching her efforts to support the night situation,
The arm was raised, and the ancient cross was rotated around the body to hold it with the backhand, and the moment when the sound was sonorous and resolute, inserted into the ground,
"What face do I have to escape?"

Mucheng and Lime, who were waiting at the table for dinner, Jota who was caught by the side, Emma who was following behind the eldest young master, the smiling magician,

The beautiful Hua Ling, resuscitated, who persuaded the uncle to drink less, Gou Yu, who was preventing Meng Lang from stealing food, Ye Sheng, and Fang Ran who came from a distance,
By the seaside of the villa, the scene like a family reunion made the alchemist know that he once again had a place to belong.

At the moment when the ancient lance slammed into the ground, a very special power that made Herschel's pupils shrank exploded from the tip of this murderous soldier, and the ground shattered several hundred meters with a clanging sound!
Become the support of everyone, become the core of the night game, Ye Sheng is worthy of being the daughter of the elder brother Jiang Ran, so what can I do, the dead wood like me who woke up so late
Just stand here and fight for the night! ! !
"The God of Kyushu, Dao Yu is out of the ordinary,"

The words resounding like Dao's voice resounded in a low voice, blood flowed from the arm into the yellow paper charm depicted by cinnabar, and the light splashed by the figure in the ancient lance stood majestic and boiled.

The alchemist stared at the belated proof of this fate in his eyes,

He hurriedly returned to the observation room of the night game. At this moment, Fang Ran, like everyone else, had a slow and stagnant expression. He looked at the ancient cross lance that untied the seal of the elders in the middle of the scattered talisman paper.
The moment he raised his face, he opened his fiery eyes and spit out a scorching hot revelation!

"Yangyang Huaxia! Wanling is summoned!"

Then the moment when the murderous soldiers were liberated, the spiritual consciousness spread and positioned, and all the nearby enemies and the souls of the underworld seemed to have crossed the border from the underworld!

　I'm stuck, I don't want to type one more word now
　　
　
(End of this chapter)