: 2013 is here again

"boom----!"
This is the cracking sound of the ground.
Along with the strength of the black sword, the terrible force was directly transmitted to the ground, causing the area where the party and the head of the knight stood to crack directly, and fell down.
Such a powerful blow, not to mention the human body, even if it is the sea, it is estimated that it can be cut.
The head of the knight who can throw this shot is squinting and watching his own weapon.
On top, there is a hand.
The hand, actually holding the blade directly, stopped the sharp weapon that slammed down.
"This is the case..."
In the square, he maintained a hand-held knife and cut it on the body of the head of the knight. The other hand held the black sword that was slamming down and turned to look at his enemies.
"Before the Solonian procedure, the power of the angels flowing on you seems to be stronger than last time."
exactly.
The power of the angels who flowed on the head of the Knights has become stronger than when they played against them in the last time.
In other words...
"In order to force you to make a magic eye, does the second king girl give you more angel power?"
The tone in the square seems to be more and more ironic.
"Is that kind of person really worthy of allegiance?"
In order not to expose yourself to threats, let your hands go down and die, and provide more power for the accurate and unmistakable threat.
Indeed, as a result, it is better to ensure that the head of the Cavaliers will push the way to the road, so that it will make a magic eye.
However, there is no doubt that it is equivalent to pushing the hand to the abyss of death.
Is such a person worthy of allegiance?
The answer is naturally no.
But the head of the knight did not deny.
"Don't look at Your Highness, she is actually more soft than you think."
The head of the knight just said this silently.
"There is no way."
Yes.
No way.
Even if you are soft, if you can't change anything, then the future of Britain will only be bleak.
"In order for such a future to not appear, the Highness can only make himself a tyrant."
The head of the knight began to work hard.
"And I can also be a victim of this violence for the future of Britain."
Under such a discourse, the head of the knight suddenly shocked the weapon in his hand.
Thus, in the sound of "啪", both the party and the head of the knight seemed to be flying apart, separated from each other by a distance.
The head of the knight raised his own sword.
"It seems that you also have some ability to eliminate lethality. It seems to be of the same type or defensive type as my Sorollon technique."
With the extraordinary eyesight, the head of the knight sees through the effects of the holy clothes, skills and stars in the square.
Then, the head of the knight made a sound.
"Let me get a weapon that is enough to break your abilities."
Just at the moment when the words of the Knight’s head fell...
"Hey..."
In his hand, the dark sword suddenly trembled.
I feel it in the party.
The head of the knight injects the power of the angel in his body into the weapon in his hand, causing the weapon to change.
"Oh grunt..."
Under the same sound as if something was boiling, the surface of the black sword in the hands of the head of the Knights began to bubble.
The bubbles rose one after another, and they continued to expand until they expanded to the size of the basketball and were unwilling to stop.
For a time, the bubbles that were much larger than the width of the sword swelled out dozens of hundreds.
Then, at some point, the outlines of those bubbles are split.
What appears under the cracked air bubbles is a brand new weapon.
It was the same level as Ascalon, which was once held by William. It was three meters long, just like the giant sword could be cut from the neck of the dragon.
The head of the knight suddenly waved a sword that was bigger than himself.
"boom!"
The air suddenly came a roar.
The brow in the square suddenly took a hard shot.
Under such circumstances, the head of the Knight introduced it without hesitation.
"It's called Freuding."
Hearing the words, the square is slightly stunned.
"Furten?"
This name has been heard in the party.
To be more precise, it should be said that it was only seen in the book.
That is the name of a legendary magic sword.
Its owner is a hero of Norse mythology.
One has killed three monsters one after another, famous for being extremely powerful and heroic, and won the immortal glory of the Nordic heroes.
The name of the hero is called Beowulf.
According to legend, the hero has a blood that has been smashed by the enemy he killed. Every time he kills a strong enemy, he will absorb the blood and use it to improve the hardness and sharpness of the sword.
The name of the magic sword is called Freuding.
"Of course, like the Ascalon used by the mercenary, this is just a spiritual costume made according to the legend."
The head of the knight set up Frentin and said this.
"But, if you only talk about abilities, it is no different from what is mentioned in the legend."
That is to say, the spirits used by the head of the knight are weapons that can temper themselves and increase the hardness and sharpness by drawing on the blood of the enemy.
"And only in the British range, when I get the power of angels from Katina I, I can also inject the power of angels into "the blood" to get the highest level of this weapon. Sharpness and destructive power.

The head of the knight looked straight into the square.
"You will try your hand to stop my attack, I will cut it directly."
Hearing the words, Fang laughed.
The smile is very calm.
"Is it by you?"
Fang Fang raised the knife in his hand, and licked the sharp blade while letting his eyes flash through the cold.
"If you can do it, then let's try it."
This is the last guest.
What will happen next is the real killing.
One side is a murderer whose strength is far superior to the saint.
One is a knight who has received more blessings from angels.
The eyes of both sides meet in midair, and the smell of gunpowder and smell are filled in an instant.
Then, they stepped on the road under their feet and rushed toward each other.
"Boom----!"
With such a blast as a signal, the fierce battle between the killing ghost and the knight begins.
The two men collided in a moment in the moment of disappearing.
The evil spirits and Freundin rubbed fiercely.
It’s just this simple action. Around the head of the Knights and the Knights, the shock wave swept like a storm.
The storm, all around the area with a radius of more than 100 meters, was blown away.
At this time, the asphalt road shattered like a glass, and the building broke like a piece of brick that was split. The gravel and rubble flew in the air, turning it into a horrible projectile than a bullet, breaking through trees, walls and even vehicles.
After a day, the fierce battle of the ranks above the saints, once again.