390 Old Man, Your Talents Are Most Useless.

The Saint of Winter is a fabrication of the Third Method. No one is sure how strong her fighting ability is, but since we are fighting, we must consider the possibility of the Third Method and face this level of power. , if it were a head-on confrontation, even Tang Hao and Qing Zi would have almost no chance of winning.

So Tang Hao kept an eye on it, retreated in order to advance, and gave the Holy Maiden of Winter a surprise blow.

Physically speaking, the Winter Saint who leaves the castle is weaker than ordinary people, because external things will accelerate her death.

Aoko's magic cannon did not hit the Saint of Winter directly, but cut off her escape path, reducing the Saint of Winter's options. This also caused the Saint of Winter to hesitate for a moment...

As we all know, hesitation leads to defeat.

Tang Hao would not miss such an excellent opportunity. Although he respected the Winter Saint in his heart and felt sorry for her ending, he did not hold anything back when the attack was launched. At the moment when the Saint of Winter hesitated, he thrust the sword into her chest.

Chi!

The cold blade tore through the clothes of the sky and came out from the back of the Winter Saint. The clear touch let Tang Hao know that his attack had indeed hit the opponent, but there was no joy in his heart. There was something strange about it. sense of dissonance.

It went so well.

Tang Hao frowned slightly, feeling a little uneasy like Sakura Girl.

At this moment, the Saint of Winter raised her hands. The attack that pierced her body did not change her kind eyes, and she gently stroked Tang Hao's face like a mother.

For a moment, Tang Hao had a strange feeling. He found that he had lost control of his body. His vision, smell, hearing and other perceptions had become extremely blurred. His body seemed to have become a dispensable existence, and his soul seemed to be about to disappear. Tear apart the flesh and break out.

But at the same time, a more familiar force surrounded his will.

Divine activation.

The strong divinity helped him regain his perception of the outside world in an instant.

"Tiger, wake up and be happy!"

Tang Hao suddenly shouted loudly, and a dazzling light came out of his sleeves. It was a small ball of light. It shot towards the Saint of Winter with a chirping sound, hitting the opponent's forehead, making the Saint of Winter tilt her head back involuntarily. His hands left Tang Hao's cheeks.

Taking this opportunity, Tang Hao quickly drew his sword and retreated.

The reason why he did not take advantage of the situation to attack was because the body of the Saint of Winter began to emit a holy light, and the small ball of light was bounced back. Secondly, Tang Hao's body was still in a state of temporary loss of control.

Although he kept a safe distance, Tang Hao couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

What happened just now?

The third method?

Although the Winter Saint is a fabrication of the third method, it is very difficult for her to use the third method. If she is the only one, it will take at least hundreds of years of accumulation to use the third method. Or... Is this just a by-product of the third method?

No matter what it was, in short, Tang Hao was on the verge of death. If his soul was really extracted, the consequences would be disastrous.

Fortunately, his divinity pulled him back.

Is divinity a debuff?

The person who said this can shut up.

At least for Tang Hao, divinity has saved him twice so far.

The first time was at the singularity of the Hundred Years' War between England and France, when divinity suppressed his madness, and the second time is now. Of course, if you include the time when Yu Ji sucked blood, it would have been three times.

It’s really an even shot!

Tang Hao sighed in his heart and regained his body's condition. Wherever he looked, the small ball of light seemed to be very lethargic, twisting and turning in mid-air. Tang Hao could feel its state and realized that it had fallen into weakness.

This made him realize even more how terrifying the Winter Maiden was.

The Saint of Winter holds the third method. Whether it is the power of the third method itself or a by-product, she can directly contact the soul of the other party. Just like just now, his soul was almost extracted, and for Xiao Magical creatures like light balls are even more natural nemesis, and may directly destroy its will.

"come back."

Following Tang Hao's call, the small ball of light slowly flew into his sleeve.

Opposite, the Saint of Winter's eyes widened, her expression still as kind as ever, but perhaps it was those holy lights that looked majestic and awe-inspiring.

Tang Hao did not dare to contact him rashly anymore and moved his body backward.

In any case, a head-on collision seems inevitable.

Of course, this was actually part of his calculations. It was unrealistic to kill the Winter Saint with one strike, and he didn't expect it at all. Pretending to retreat is a tactic to cover up the attack, and this unexpected attack is also part of the tactic, and its real purpose...

boom!

Violent magic cannons and a high temperature of 3,000 degrees hit from the front.

The Saint of Winter turned around instinctively and saw Aozaki Aoko standing at the entrance of the large cave firing a magic cannon.

"Is this your true purpose?" The Saint of Winter's expression changed slightly. Even she did not dare to take the magic cannon.

Tang Hao didn't speak, but he breathed a sigh of relief.

The purpose of tactics is to gain an advantage in battle, and how to win in battle depends on output. Therefore, in terms of results, no matter who the opponent is, they have to do the same thing... Let Aosaki Aoko has the greatest output potential.

No matter how rubbish Qingzi's magic skills are, it can't cover up her talent in destruction. This talent may not be worth mentioning in the eyes of orthodox magicians, but Tang Hao appreciates it very much. After all, in an actual battle, what can really guarantee one's survival is not the kind of sitting comfortably in class. The bloodline, family and various magic theories that are talked about by magicians cannot be summed up in a paper. The enemy was defeated.

It is true that the progress of magic needs to be promoted by the academic school, but survival in combat can only be achieved by the practical school. No matter how good you are in theoretical research, if you don't know how to fight or calculate, it's just talk on paper. If he encounters a battle, he will probably die like Director Ken did in a rural place that he despises.

Just like at this moment, Qingzi, who occupies the spiritual veins of the Great Hollow, has inexhaustible magic power. She does not need to do anything. She only needs to draw out the magic power. It is equivalent to a fort with unlimited energy, and she can fully display her talent for destruction. .

boom! boom! boom……

Facing the magic cannons one after another, of course, the Saint of Winter was suppressed.

This is not a strange thing. Perhaps in terms of knowledge and theory of magic, the Winter Saint can be worth a hundred Aozaki Aoko. However, as an artificial person who cannot even leave the castle, as a person who has spent his whole life studying the third As a person of the Three Laws, has she ever had a serious fight with anyone? Had she learned intrigue in battle? Does she know how to destroy something as quickly as possible?

Fighting, destruction, intrigue, although these are not good words, they are very important at this moment, and for this talent, the Winter Saint can't even match Aozaki Aoko.

Of course, suppression is suppression, and the Winter Saint will not be defeated immediately. The most important thing is that Tang Hao cannot intervene in such a dense magic cannon, because if he is not careful, it may turn into a siege by friendly forces. .

Tang Hao held the sword and paid attention to the movements of the Saint of Winter. He wanted to give her a shot of Shura at any time, but perhaps because of the calculation just now, the Saint of Winter knew that people who play tactics are more popular. Zang, even in the face of Qingzi's pressure, did not relax his vigilance against Tang Hao, so that Tang Hao never found an opportunity.

Preparing to find other countermeasures...

Suddenly, Tang Hao felt a strong threat and quickly jumped away from where he was.

boom!

The next moment, the place where he was standing exploded, and several water lines bounced along the ground and passed in front of Tang Hao's eyes.

This magic...is it coming so soon?

Tang Hao immediately turned his head and saw an unsmiling man standing not far away, with short, messy blue hair and a slightly pale face.

Magiri Zolgen!

"Saintess, you seem to be in trouble." The man said, but his eyes were fixed on Tang Hao.

"It doesn't matter, I can still handle it here." The Winter Saint's body shuttled back and forth amidst the attacks of the magic cannon, trying to get closer to Aozaki Aoko little by little.

"I understand, then let me deal with this guy before Tohsaka arrives." Makiri Zolgen nodded and walked towards Tang Hao. At the same time, water patterns began to appear on his side. .

Water-based magic was the original magic possessed by the Matou family. As for the insect magic in the future, it was developed by the fallen Matou Zouken in order to survive.

"Ha, are you going to kill me?" Tang Hao smiled slightly. He was already embarrassed by the current situation, but the arrival of Matou Zangyan was more to his liking.

"Of course, in order to eradicate all evil in this world, there is no room for error in the promotion of the Holy Grail War. If you come uninvited, you will only die. Just treat it as a sacrifice for the future." Ma Qili said in a deep voice, with water patterns all over his body. It began to flood continuously, and water drops jumped out one after another, as if they contained terrifying power.

"Okay, two hundred years later, I failed to kill you that time. It's rare to meet you again. Let me cut off this fate today, but before that, I still want to say something..." Tang Hao raised the Penglai Jade Sword. , pointing at the other party, "Saints have the talents of saints, and destructors have the talents of destructors, but old man, your talents are the most useless, go to hell!"

After the words fell, Tang Hao stepped forward with a whoosh, quickly closing the distance between the two.

Ma Qili's attack was prepared long ago. A drop of water flew out and splashed on Tang Hao's body. There was a sudden bang, and Tang Hao's whole body was blown to pieces.

But the next moment, four or five Tang Hao appeared around.

Ma Qili's face changed slightly.

Broken steps, phantom!

At the same time, Qingzi, who had a big hole in his mouth, raised his head and cursed: "Who is the destructive maniac? Who is it!"