Chapter 728 They Are All Heroic Spirits, Who Doesn't Have a Treasure Yet? (4,700 Words)

"Sword of Promised Victory"

「Level」A++

"Type" Anti-city Noble Phantasm

"Attack distance" 1~99

"Maximum capture" 1000 people

...

A bright golden sword light tore through the darkness, centered on Milian, and fired straight forward.

Yes.

fire.

Although this adjective is slightly outrageous at the moment, reality is so magical.

At this moment, Milian didn't look like a swordsman at all, but instead looked like a heavy gunner who had mastered nuclear weapons, blasting forward with one cannon.

The golden light rushed forward with a destructive momentum.

For a moment, the golden light stung everyone's eyes.

The entire battlefield paused for an instant because of Miriam's sudden outburst.

After a few seconds,

The blinding golden light finally dimmed, leaving only afterimages in the retina.

In front of Milian, a deep gully stretched into the distance.

In a straight line in front of the gully, dozens of hundred-meter-level black giants stopped moving, and their chests were pierced by golden light, leaving a dark void. Through this virtual hole, you can see the virtual hole in the chest of the next giant, and then steal through the virtual hole of the next giant, you can see the virtual hole in the chest of the next giant, and repeat the doll.

This sword broadened his horizons.

This sword pierced through the giant blocking the way layer by layer!

"hiss--"

The power of this sword is unscientific!

Even Yi Lin couldn't help but sucked in a mouthful of magic power.

At the beginning, he knew that Milian's curry stick could pierce through the subspace with a single sword.

But at this moment, the sword that Milian stabbed, no matter in terms of momentum or special effects, how could it be compared with that sword at the beginning?

This is obviously an upgraded version of the curry stick... the ultimate curry stick!

The instigator of all this, the arrogant King of Knights, Milien who inherited the title of king, after swinging this sword, the hair on her forehead stood straight, her expression was slightly startled, obviously even she herself Surprised by the terrifying power of this sword.

Under the strengthening of the Holy Grail ceremony and the command spells, each of them came to the Age of Gods in the form of a heroic spirit, possessing the special ability of a heroic spirit-"Noble Phantasm", and possessed the unpredictable power of gods and ghosts!

"interesting."

Seeing that Miriam stabbed a big hole with her sword, Yi Lin felt itchy and interested after being surprised for a moment.

Except Miriam.

The other three living heroic spirits who fought on the battlefield looked moved.

But after a while, they unleashed their big weapons at the same time, and they didn't hold back any more.

"Wow~Wow!"

The long barking sound resounded through the sky, a blood-red imaginary big dog suddenly rushed out of the red-haired body, first rushed into the sky, then swooped down, the big dog gnawed on the red-haired dog's head. Ah no, it was the dog's head that gnawed on the red-haired head.

In an instant, the red-haired body, with traces of scarlet blood seeping out from every pore, turned into a blood mist.

The blood mist became thicker and thicker, lingering around the red hair, like a blood-colored armor.

On the back of the red hair, there are four conspicuous Chinese characters "Fu", "Jian", "Yi" and "Bo", with drops of blood dripping from them, dyeing the back of the red hair red.

...

"Savor the fragrance of blood"

"Level" B

"Type" anti-human (self) Noble Phantasm

"Attack Range" 1

"Maximum Catch" 1 person

...

In the dark.

The red hair that used the Noble Phantasm looked like a bloody beast.

The beast came out of the cage, and he ejected from the army in an instant, leaped high, roared, and punched the giant's chest.

The red-haired body is considered to be strong among human beings. It is tall and mighty, but compared with a giant with a height of 100 meters, it is like a big dog with a small lice crawling on it. The big dog pats it casually. The kind that can be shot alive.

But the red hair still rushed forward!

The tall monster did not bring fear to the heroic spirits, but inspired their fighting spirit.

Milion took the lead, annihilating the giants in a straight line in one fell swoop, like the first victory horn sounded on the battlefield, igniting a counterattack for the human side!

kill!

kill!

kill!

The red hair and the red eyes, the lingering blood mist flowing, gathered in front of his fist to form an indestructible boxer.

"Red Fist·Rush (Dieströmung)"!

"laugh--"

At this moment, no one could see the speed of Hong's fist. When the red hair just got into the pose in mid-air, the black giant in front of him, sprinting towards Uruk without thinking, paused for a moment.

next second.

"Boom!"

A dull sound exploded in the giant's body!

"Buzz--"

The organs in the giant's body let out a disgusting tremor. After time reflowed, the stalwart chest of the 100-meter giant suddenly bent back. Where the red-haired fist landed, only an insignificant dent was left, but the back of the giant exploded for no reason, leaving a rotten hole with a diameter of about ten meters!

In piercing wailing,

giant,

collapsed!

"Garbage, nothing but appearances!"

The corner of the red-haired mouth curled up into a cruel grin, and he killed one black giant with one punch, and went straight to the next giant without losing momentum.

The red-haired D. Solomon, a national player from Germany, saw his strong latissimus dorsi arched like a spring in the air, and his body was strong and vigorous, like a male dog in heat.

The red-haired expression became more ferocious, and he decisively turned on the killing mode, went into the depths, and punched one by one, exhilarating.

These black giants look awesome, but I didn't expect them to be embroidered pillows.

"I'm too strong! Hahaha——"

...

"Oh~"

Another part of the battlefield.

Groups of phalanxes charged towards the giant.

Uruk soldiers sang loud battle songs, challenging the black giant.

The power of human beings is extremely small in front of giants. Even if they are the people of God, they are supermen with special power in the Age of Gods. But when the giant stepped down, the phalanx was instantly smashed to pieces by the terrifying force. Many soldiers were in the center of the impact, their internal organs were smashed, and they died on the spot from vomiting blood.

The corpse of the fallen giant decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into viscous black water. The pitch-black water and human blood mixed together and converged into streams. The streams flowed silently along the gullies on the battlefield, and eventually became small black rivers.

Standing behind the phalanx, Gu Tianqing watched the soldiers die one after another, and finally he gradually evoked an unusual smile.

"Ah~ the fragrance of death~"

Gu Tianqing smiled, then he lowered his head and sighed again: "Even though the fragrance of death makes me intoxicated, if I don't make a move at this time, I'm afraid I will be beaten to death by that King Gilgamesh."

After all, Gu Tianqing stepped on the skateboard, like an arrow off the string, and rushed towards one of the giants who was mercilessly killing soldiers.

On the way, strong magic power gathered in the direction of Gu Tianqing from the surrounding air.

Gu Tianqing smiled unabated, and pointed at the giant.

A pitch-black ray shot straight from Gu Tianqing's fingertips and landed on the giant.

But where the ray fell, the giant's movement was not hindered in any way, and it was still like a puppet faithfully executing the killing order, using its hands and feet to kill randomly on the battlefield.

But in the next second, the surging magic power condensed into substance, and a huge iron figurine appeared behind the giant out of thin air.

It is said to be an iron figurine, but upon closer inspection, it looks like an exquisitely crafted iron coffin.

The shape of the coffin is an elegant and smiling iron lady. Two lines of blood and tears flowed from her eyes strangely.

A strong smell of blood surged out from the open iron coffin, filling the audience. Everyone present couldn't help but frowned. When the smell of blood gushed out, they all had the illusion that something was covering their nose and mouth and they couldn't breathe.

"If my love can't convince you, I will give you the most painful hug."

"Bloom, Freya!"

"Iron Maiden (Iron Maiden)!"

"Execution!"

Gu Tianqing smiled and snapped her fingers. Inside the iron coffin, countless huge spikes suddenly protruded. The iron coffin seemed to come alive suddenly, the spikes inside were like the fangs of a ferocious beast, and the two sides of the open coffin were snapped shut with lightning, locking the squirming giant in the coffin!

"Execution with a smile, deadly embrace!"

"Level" A

"Type" vs Single Noble Phantasm

"Attack distance" 1~5

"Maximum Catch" 1

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"Ka Ka Ka -"

"Chi Chi Chi—"

Inside the 100-meter-high human-shaped coffin, there was the sound of gears driving, and the sound of countless spikes piercing into the flesh, which made one's scalp tingle. The 100-meter giant struggled desperately inside the torture device. The huge torture device vibrated continuously on the battlefield, and the vibrations spread to the distance along with the ground.

Everyone couldn't help following the rhythm of the movement, looking towards the direction of the battlefield where Gu Tianqing was. No matter who it was, when Gu Tianqing activated the treasure, his eyes widened in shock at the cruel scene, and he secretly rejoiced that he was not imprisoned in the cruel instrument of torture.

The 100-meter giant struggled to survive in the "iron maiden" for a while, and then stopped jumping and moving. Viscous black water flowed out from the cracks in the human-shaped coffin and flowed into the stream on the ground.

It's a pity that Gu Tianqing's "Smiling Execution, Deadly Embrace!" This treasure can only target a single target, no matter how powerful it is, it can't compare with Milian's one-hit curry stick in terms of combat results. But from the perspective of visual effects, Gu Tianqing's treasure can be called Max level in terms of visual shocking power, which is unmatched.

After easily disposing of a black giant, Gu Tianqing smiled and touched it in his bosom, quickly shuffling a stack of black-covered Tarot cards with his white gloves.

I saw Gu Tianqing's wrist flicked, and the translucent illusory cards, like a long chain, swept towards the Uruk army formation. Among them, different card shadows sprinkled pieces of light rain of different colors in the army formation. In an instant, every soldier seemed to have taken a small blue pill, and screamed strangely from their mouths. Their speed, strength, and reaction all rose to a higher level at the same time. , On the battlefield, like a rotating meat grinder blade, cut off the giant's feet abruptly.

The giant that collapsed suddenly couldn't stand the Uruk soldiers who had been strengthened by BUFF. Countless spears, knives, and halberds were stabbed at the giant body. After falling down, the giant fell into the Uruk army. , was killed by scraping alive, extremely cruel.

Under the eruption of several heroic spirits, the black giant's attack was finally blocked.

With a human body, blocking the 100-meter giant, this scene, no matter who saw it, had to be ignited, and the blood boiled.

Gilgamesh stared straight at the battlefield under the night.

Waves of magic cannons were fired, and under the command of the priest, they concentrated on the giants in the back row.

Under the long-range and melee combat, the number of black giants is steadily decreasing under the two-bread sandwich cheese.

One hour.

two hours.

Milian, who had regained her magic power, was drenched in blood, and once again desperately released a curry stick.

The golden light tore through the sky and emptied one of the battlefields.

Milian's Noble Phantasm "Sword of Promised Victory", whether in terms of attack power or capture range, can be called a top-notch Noble Phantasm, making Milian the MVP of the battlefield, unmatched by anyone—— For now.

"I want to know, the goddess you believe in... "Xi", where is she? "

Yi Lin looked away from the battlefield.

Standing not far from Gilgamesh, he asked after carefully choosing his words.

"Heh," Gilgamesh smiled contemptuously without even looking at Yilin, "Caster, before you ask the benevolent King of Uruk, you must first show that you have the qualifications to be looked at by this king. This king never answers silly questions from ants."

Erin smiled slightly.

All he replied was the haughty King Gilgamesh, one word.

"good."

...

"Gu Tianqing, is there a deck that can greatly reduce luck!"

Yi Lin stepped into the night and quickly came to the top of Gu Tianqing.

"Yes, there is. I kept it and didn't dare to use it indiscriminately. What's wrong?"

Gu Tianqing looked curiously at Yi Lin who had been paddling with soy sauce on the city wall, but he didn't expect him to appear at this time.

"How long does it last, and is there any sequelae?"

Gu Tianqing smiled slightly: "Five minutes, as long as you survive, there will be no sequelae."

Yi Lin pointed to her nose: "Give me a set."

"you sure?"

"I am sure."

"Hehe, interesting, I see, that's why. May God bless you."

After Gu Tianqing finished speaking, she suddenly drew out three combination cards from the few remaining decks.

Each tarot card has different functions in positive and negative positions, and there are subtle differences in different combinations of cards. Gu Tianqing chose three of them to form "The Blessing of the Goddess of Misfortune".

When the shadows of the three cards landed on her head, Yi Lin felt her limbs were icy cold, as if she was being watched by some existence, and couldn't help shivering.

...

Miriam is fighting on the battlefield.

She has released two curry sticks.

The treasure is not something that can be put away whenever you want, it is endless.

Just like driving a car requires a driver's license and fuel, releasing a treasure also requires "magic power".

If "magic power" is a kind of particle dispersed in the air, then in the age of gods, the concentration of such particles can be said to be thousands of times that of modern times.

Thick and bubbling!

But even so, Milian had to wait for more than half an hour to reabsorb the magic power needed to release the next curry stick from the air.

It's not impossible to force it to be used continuously, but at that time, it will consume Milian's vitality.

After the body is completely emptied, it is not that simple to fill it up again.

Yes,

The magical power in the Age of Gods is almost endless.

But what limits the strength of the heroic spirit is not the concentration of magic power, but the "container" itself of the heroic spirit.

Milian leaned on her sword and stood proudly, panting slightly.

In the depths of the darkness, there are still squirming black shadows marching towards Uruk.

The body of the fallen giant has long since melted and disappeared.

Many, many!

Milian looked around. The Uruk army she led suffered incalculable casualties under the trampling of the giants.

But there were no tears, no sorrow, no mourning for the dead.

The remaining Uruk soldiers, still alive and dead, rushed forward one after another.

Behind them is the city of Uruk, their king, their god.

"Give our hearts for Uruk!"

Among the blood-soaked Uruk soldiers and the rest, they regrouped and let out a roar that shook the sky.

do not know why,

A strange sense of déjà vu surged up, as if he had seen such a heroic scene before.

But Milian is sure that she has never experienced this scene, whether in reality or in the other world.

"Saber, back off!"

A calm voice sounded from above.

Milian raised her head, and with the night and space rifts as the background, a man descended over the battlefield with the ripples of light under his feet.

"cold!"

Milian hadn't had time to be happy yet.

Then she witnessed an astonishing scene.

Wherever Yilin passed by, all the black giants were alive and kicking, whether they were marching towards Uruk or trampling on the formation. All the giants hesitated for a moment when Yi Lin appeared.

After a while,

All the giants turned their heads abruptly, staring at the arrogant, hateful, and detestable figure, and stepped forward to catch up with Yi Lin.

Palms the size of a roulette wheel slapped Yi Lin.

Fists the size of a house swung towards Yi Lin.

This situation, to put it mildly, is like a hardworking bee that accidentally got into a brothel, and was chased by countless young ladies with fans and small powder fists.

At this moment, Yi Lin became the focus of the giant's eyes!

He attracts the hatred of most black giants!

"ah?"

Milian... was dumbfounded.