What did you do with the dice?

How can this be?! This is totally not worth the price of admission! The main actor hasn't even appeared yet! Wait until the invincible teacher Sunita appears, then it will be worth it even if I die, hehe.

As arrows and billhook flew towards everyone, Theresa was protected by a golden barrier.

The sacred flame blossomed like a lotus, igniting all incoming attacks and keeping them at bay.

Yanar, the leader of the Golden Blade, whispered, "Lady Saint, please give us your instructions."

Theresa's tone was filled with reluctance. She clasped her hands together in front of her chest and closed her eyes, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes. "Alas, that great elven elder has strayed from her path and refused to repent. I tried to persuade her, but she murdered our fellow Knight Rusalka. If we let her go, it would chill everyone's hearts."

"Lady Saint, please be merciful. Then please close your eyes and let me do it for you."

After saying this, he summoned a golden hammer from heaven and strode forward, with flames rapidly spreading from the ground towards where Warfarin was.

Huafalin frowned and fanned her nose: "Virgo is so disgusting, it smells like tea!"

After saying that, she tapped the ground with her scepter, and two vine guards rose from the ground, directly engulfing Yanar.

Rusalka, who was currently facing off against the old swordsman, thought to herself: (Two women fighting over (the key in my hand), is this a fierce female competition? Damn, I want to see women fighting, can this licking dog Paladin be like that!)

【Warning, your thoughts are at risk of breaking your oath! 】

Can this lick dog Paladin be excluded by the inside side?

【...】

Haha, I won’t break my oath. This is the charm of K language, and this is my confidence as a card player.

Sanita: (I give in. Huafalin was right in scolding you. Just wait to be hung on the World Tree Confession Wall!)

Rusalka: (Woohoo, tonic, I'm going to be socially dead~ Oh, elf society, that's fine, just hang up. Only good brother Sa would understand the elves and get angry. What does this have to do with me, a childless cat lover?)

Sanita: (Honestly, even though I know you can't lose, I really want to see the other side win.)

But it was obvious that the strongest paladin of Esdi would not be hindered by mere vines. As a burst of fire spread, the vine guards turned into two piles of ashes under the blow of the huge illusory warhammer in the air. Yanar, wearing a white cloak and wing boots, flew over the ground at a low altitude and smashed the thorn barrier unfolded by Warfarin with a hammer.

As the barrier exploded, he swung his hammer again, and the holy fire struck the magic power that was caused by the barrier explosion back. Huafalin finally became serious and pointed his cane forward. Yanar quickly bent down to avoid it, and the holy fire and magic power were split in two in the blink of an eye.

The war hammer smashed down, the scepter blocked it, the long sword was unsheathed, the holy fire barrier defended, the consecrated flames burned the earth, and Huafalin summoned the earth element floor to suppress the holy fire under her feet. The two sides fought back and forth, and every move was aimed at taking the other's life, but their strength was similar, and for a while, it was difficult to determine the winner when neither side revealed any flaws.

Theresa did not take any action, but quietly played her role as a saint, responsible only for casting spells to enhance Yanar and everyone else. A pink halo disguised as gold lit up under her feet, and everyone suddenly felt their courage doubled and full of energy.

[Exhilaration. Extreme]: Shares the power of the Goddess of Pleasure with allies within your field of vision, making them immune to [Panic], and granting +8 to Charisma/Intelligence/Perception saving throws. The player will directly pass the first Charisma/Intelligence/Perception saving throw received.

Rusalka was also affected by this, of course, but after seeing the system prompt, he didn't have the heart to right-click to cancel the buff. Well, he couldn't cancel it, but that didn't stop him from decisively lashing out: (rnm, fake card! Wait for me to read out the Paladin's built-in Guardian Aura effect? ​​Is this human!)

Sunny Tower: (Oh, don't say that. It has no bonus to Strength and Stamina saving throws. This Dungeons & Dragons game is not completely over.)

Rusalka: (Boss Sa, are you the general designer and planner for the game Three Kingdoms Kill? If you keep doing this, I’ll give you a big thumbs-up!)

Sanita: (So what do you want? Cry and beg the goddess of pleasure to take it back. You have a wicked heart and can't stand people who are better than you?)

Rusalka: (Do you think this Goddess of Pleasure thing can be transmitted through X? I really want one.)

Sanita: (Silly dog.)

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On the other side, Great Duke Gode and his men joined forces with Harukaze to form a defense line to protect the eldest prince Charens.

The long-range harassment of the elves is not scary, and the close combat of the Law-Breaking Squad is not tricky either, but when their attacks are mixed together, it is a bit unexpected - the elves' arrows and magic are everywhere, and can only be resisted by magic barriers; and the magic-breaking stone spikes in the hands of the Law-Breaking Squad can easily destroy the magic shield. With this combination, it is difficult for everyone to fight back.

Oh, except for the great Duke Gaode. He didn't need to defend himself at all. He rushed out and smashed the helmet of a spellbreaker with his head. After the spellbreaker was bleeding, he punched the latter's head and made it spin several times on the neck, interpreting the simplest violent aesthetics to the extreme. Facing the elves' attack, he directly threw the corpses and weapons in his hands. The powerful force made the projectiles make a sound of breaking through the air. Once the opponent dodged and lost balance, he would be pierced through the body by the two scimitars controlled by Gao Jianguo that kept spinning in the air looking for the enemy.

However, Gao Dewei soon encountered an enemy that could compete with him - an elven druid who transformed into a jungle beast. In a purely physical confrontation, the blessing on his body could not play a role in protecting him from damage, but this did not prevent the flames of war from burning in his eyes.

"I've wanted to fight a big guy for a long time, but unfortunately I've never found a suitable one. It's just right to use you as a test!"

"Ow—!"

The two collided, and the fists hit the flesh, making a violent sound of flesh hitting flesh.

Gao Jianguo wanted to control the whirling blade to provide support, but the captain of the Lawbreaker team had already formed a formation with the team members. With the small ritual magic circle established, several people worked together to fix the blade in the air with the magic circle. Gao Jianguo urged the magic power to pull, and the blade vibrated violently, competing with the dozen or so team members who had united, and it was difficult to escape for a while.

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Rusalka drew her sword and stuck it into the ground in front of her. She said to the old man who was gathering strength, "There are three levels of spiciness in this world: mild, medium, and you, very spicy!"

"you wanna die!"

The sword energy rolled up the pool of blood on the ground, turning into a crimson crescent that hit the giant sword in Rusalka's hand, causing him to move several meters on the spot. Then the old man came to his side again and drew his sword to behead him as usual.

But this time, the sword hit Rusalka's neck and actually cut the fallen leaves behind him in two.

【Immune to slashing damage.】

【Takes 12 points of "Sword Qi" damage.】

The opponent finally got serious, and the blade was filled with energy.

Swing the sword, dodge, and then swing again, -12 slashing damage.

Rusalka had to admit that the opponent's swordsmanship, which had been practiced for 130 years, was indeed quite something. The suppression of age and experience really demonstrated the reality beyond the constraints of the turn-based system to the fullest. It could be said that it was the pinnacle of swordsmanship he had ever seen.

The old man pointed his sword at Rusalka's face again, and the tip of the sword stopped in front of his nose.

"Why don't you move?"

Nonsense, I want to move too, but I didn’t see it clearly at all!

"Because I'm kind."

The old man stretched out the fingertips of his other hand and poked Rusalka's eyes.

【Takes 0 points of "stab" damage.】

【Takes 12 points of "Qi Jin" damage.】

His finger was blocked by his eyeball, and the old man dispelled his original suspicion that Rusalka also had the divine power of "ignorance is not a sin" similar to that of the Great Duke Gode, but his doubts grew even more.

"Still not moving? You're covered in flaws, are you looking down on me?"

"I respect the old and love the young, so I'll give you three moves."

"Okay! Go to hell and regret it!"

The old man drew his sword and the sword light was like a net, quickly circling and cutting around Rusalka, but Rusalka stood still. Only the golden light effect produced by the Holy Healing Pool constantly restoring blood lit up around her.

Finally, he was forced to use the protective holy light. This was undoubtedly an encouragement to the old man. At least he knew that his attack was effective, so his offensive became more fierce and rapid. There was almost only a silver blade light left in front of Rusalka's eyes.

He finally moved, shouted, drew his sword, and swung it, but of course he missed. Even under such a dense and continuous attack, the old man could easily avoid Rusalka's powerful fan-shaped attack, and immediately floated to his right side, slashing three times in a row.

This time, Rusalka didn't swing with all his strength. He just made a feint, pulled the sword back in the air, and stood sideways, switching from offense to defense.

However, the old man's swordsmanship was so advanced that Rusalka's sword looked as ridiculous to him as a fence post standing alone, which he could easily circumvent. When the tip of his sword lightly touched Rusalka's sword, he actually changed the direction of his force and "slid" upwards along the sword body to circumvent it. He was about to complete three consecutive horizontal slashes again.

However, at this moment, the lonely fence in front of him suddenly extended and turned into an impenetrable iron wall. The giant sword moved up and down, accurately blocking the three slashes.

Rusalka finally smiled triumphantly.

"You know, if I could catch every ball that flies towards me and return it properly, no matter how I play, with my unlimited stamina, I would definitely be the world champion in badminton, tennis, table tennis, volleyball, and so on."

Like the old man who had retreated and re-sheathed his sword, he slowly sheathed the greatsword behind him, maintaining a one-handed grip. He extended his other arm, which was covered with a shield, and raised his middle finger at the old man again: "130 years of swordsmanship? Purity, is it any use?"

The sword-drawing technique slashed through the space, and the black afterimage turned into a half-moon and fell down. In this gap of less than a quarter of a second, the sword and the knife intersected, emitting a clanging spark, and stopped in front of Rusalka's raised middle finger!

When the old man finally showed a look that seemed to reflect a turbulent mood, Rusalka gave him a smug smile.

"Ridiculous! I'm using the Parry Master!"

Chapter 302: Alice Magic Castle Final Battle (8)

The old man tried again, and the sword energy rippled and turned into a shadow, making it look like he was attacking from two directions at the same time.

The ancestor is at work? Oh, fake ancestor.

Rusalka's defense was even more precise. She simply ignored the phantom part and was able to accurately block the real sword every time, forcing the old man to give up this meaningless temptation and directly attack with this move.

Facing the five-pointed stabs, Rusalka simply flipped the giant sword up and down with his right hand, took a step forward and blocked the opponent's attack path in advance, forcing the old man to only make the first two stabs before he ran out of strength. But this was the first time Rusalka saw the [Parry Master] take the initiative to attack. Does this mean that the opponent's sword skills have reached the point where passive defense can no longer block everything?

The old man sheathed his sword and slowly gathered his strength to draw it. Rusalka, relying on his skills, was about to raise his sword to strike him when he suddenly found that his right hand holding the giant sword seemed to be fixed in place and unable to move.

He soon understood the reason: because the old man in front of him was using a sword-drawing attack, the system believed that only the defense in this posture could block it.

Rusalka was stunned. This was the first time he'd seen the system go all out: (Fuck, I forced a draw with the system on an away game!)

If Rusalka was just a little surprised, and then silently used his left hand to take out a dagger from the left interlayer of the armor and planned to attack the opponent together with the weapon spirit, the old man who had been holding back was even more incomprehensiblely shocked.

He had already reached the ultimate state, so when he looked at Rusalka in front of him, it seemed that he was as vulnerable as before and could be easily hit by a random sword. However, after Rusalka had blocked his sword moves continuously, he seemed like a different person.

When he drew his sword and gathered his strength, the opponent seemed to be at a loss, but the moment he used the sword intent and mental simulation to attack, the opponent instantly turned into an unbreakable steel fortress. No matter from which angle he attacked, his sword moves were completely blocked.

How could this be? Had he reached the state where he could even control his attacks in a duel? This was beyond human skill. How could someone be completely without killing intent or motivation to attack on the battlefield? Was this some kind of illusion caused by some kind of sorcery?

"Are you on AFK? I'll throw it!" Rusalka threw a dagger with his left hand. This affected the old man and forced him to draw his sword. The dagger in the air was instantly cut in two. Rusalka's right hand also moved at this moment, pulling his body forward in a quick step and inserting the sword into the ground. With the sound of swords colliding, the old man bent down and aimed at Rusalka's legs, but was blocked directly.

"You were able to break my sword-drawing technique in just three moves, and you even dared to intervene mid-flight to precisely intercept my sword's momentum. Boy, I retract my opinion of you. It seems my apprentice's death at your hands wasn't due to some despicable act on your part. If he had been killed honorably, it would have been the destined fate of a swordsman."

"Now, I, Jian Wuming of the Tianyi Sword Sect, challenge the Great Knight Rusalka of Pearl Tears to a true and pure sword duel. May I ask where your master came from?"

Why is it suddenly a Chinese name? Are all swordsmen orientalized?

What's more, the despicable behavior is too ridiculous. There were so many of them beating me up, and I was just logging into the system. We all learned the skills with great effort. Who was the despicable one? It's really shameless!

Rusalka replied: "Moye effect, special recruitment token~"

"Mo Xie? I've never heard of him. It seems I'm so obsessed with swordsmanship that I don't care about worldly affairs. Then let's communicate with swords!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a silver light flashed, and Rusalka's arms swung automatically, followed by a series of seamless moves. Black and silver were intertwined, and the jingle sounds almost merged into one. Rusalka only felt that the opponent was getting faster and faster, and his own body was also getting faster and faster. The system's control over him started from his arms, then to his feet, and finally almost spread to his whole body.

Slashing, stabbing, picking, chopping, and circling formed a grand sword dance.

He stepped forward and pressed his knee against the sword, just for a split second of acceleration, then switched from defense to offense and forced back the sword move. The heavy sword could break all methods, and with one sword, the pressure could break thousands of weak waters. After the sword bounced back, he stepped forward and attacked again to deflect the stab. Sometimes, he loosened his fingers and only used his little finger and thumb to hold the hilt to avoid the sword stab towards the hand holding the sword.

She used her backhand to block the opponent's circular slash with her sword. Facing the enemy who had quickly moved behind her, Rusalka bent down to avoid the upward thrust, quickly rolled half a circle on the ground, swung her sword to block the downward slash, and stood up to directly block the next thrust.

He did not perform the entire set of movements by himself at all. This was the first time that the [Parry Master] encountered such a high-level enemy, an enemy that had to be moved. Therefore, when fighting with the old man, he had begun to gradually move away from the concept of "fixed parry". Even when facing the rain of arrows from the elves, he did not move an step. He began to completely transform Rusalka into an ultimate heavy sword master, moving forward, backward, turning around and backhanding, and launched an all-round game with the opponent, in which even the moment of breathing seemed too long.

Defensive, defensive, if one defense can't hold! Then take the initiative to attack and block it in advance!

Rusalka's sword turned around, and as a [Master of Parry], she actually started to attack in the opposite direction, forcing the old man to start defending himself.

Shana, who was peeking at the sidelines, could no longer keep up with the two people's movements. She only felt that two semicircles of different colors were colliding and exchanging positions fiercely. She thought: How boring! The duel between Instructor Huafalin and the Paladin next door is still more exciting. You can see it at a glance. Wow, the holy light is so dazzling that Instructor Huafalin's face is a little burned black.

Oh, she's angry. Here it comes! It's the Stone Giant! Hit him! Oh my god, the Stone Giant punched his head and it didn't move. Is his head made of iron? This holy fire can even melt stone! What a powerful Paladin! I wonder who's more powerful than the Lord of Pearl Tears.

But he is definitely not as good as Teacher Sunitta. Alas, why hasn’t Teacher Sunitta come on stage yet?

Of course, Sanita didn't go on the field. He was still watching with his pet. If he knew that the bloodthirsty spectator Shana wanted him to enter such a dangerous field, he would have thrown her in to have a taste of it.

Facing Rusalka's perfect blocking, Jian Wuming's attacks became more and more ferocious, and he actually completely suppressed the [Parry Master] again for a while!

Over a hundred years have passed since I was born. During these forty-seven thousand days and nights, I have continuously practiced swordplay, longer than anyone else, more...obsessed than anyone else, and more...than this guy...

There are no gaps, no rules, no sword techniques, all of them are based on the body's instincts. Every move is natural and perfect. Even the air cannot penetrate. It is a vacuum, an absolute vacuum sword domain. Even so, it cannot break through the black wall.

Faster? Stronger? More sword energy? No, no, no, none of them are right.

It’s incomprehensible, unpredictable, and I can’t even read half of his moves. How can I defeat him?

Rusalka finally raised her left hand, which had always felt extremely heavy and could only move slowly, and then found the right opportunity to stab Jian Wuming's position.

Before he could even thrust the dagger in his hand, it was chopped into several pieces in an instant.

But it was not completely useless. It was like a stone that crashed into a precision gear set, interrupting Jian Wuming's continuous sword momentum.

At this moment, Jian Wuming broke through his limit and found Rusalka's weakness. He seemed to have stepped on the tiniest steel wire while falling from the endless darkness in front of him. His mind was clear and everything was silent. He swung the strongest sword in his life. Rusalka's throat was pierced by the sword, and 100 points of blood were deducted!

This culmination of 130 years of swordsmanship actually surpassed the system in this instant! This is a complete victory for humanity and hard work!

Rusalka: No, what happened? What did you, the [Parry Master], block?

However, Rushaka, whose health limit was 224 points, did not fall down. He still had 79 health points left. He blocked the sword with his throat, pressed the black sword in his hand forward, and directly broke the sword net, and the sword stopped above Jian Wuming's head.

[Due to the abnormal display of the skill in reality, the problem of the skill effect not taking effect has been handled and your health has been restored.]

【Rusalka: hp179/224】

Facts have proven that the limits of human beings may surpass cheats in a moment of brilliance, but it is unlikely that they can surpass cheats in that moment of brilliance themselves.

Rusalka would definitely be dissatisfied. What does that mean? Rolling back a game is compensation? Do they really think players don't have memories? Oh, today he can break the system skill limit and stab me 100 times with one sword, and tomorrow he kills all 28+3+1 of my 32 lives with one sword. Ah, then I die, and piecing my body parts together also counts as rollback?

rnm, your inferior skills harm the traversers, and your points will be refunded!

[This problem was detected because your "agility" and "strength" attributes were insufficient, resulting in this exception.]

What do you mean, a taunt? I'm not good enough because you capped it at 20 points. If you cap it at 30 points, will I still be not good enough? Classic way of blaming the level!