Chapter 894: 11. Girls and Chariots (11)

"It won't let you go."
The deep and weighty words sounded, and a small figure stopped in front of the beast.
"What can you do?!!!!!!"
Laughing, hundreds of guillotine swayed, and its speed only left a silver light in the air.
Before the blade at a speed of thousands of kilometers per hour, the flies flying in the air are also the same as stillness.
However, after all, it was too slow.
The 132 guillotine has not touched the pink neck, the flashing speed, the atmospheric scream, the hard and tough magic blade and the body of the beast disintegrated into fine particles, which were blown away by the torrent of light, and the air was burned and expanded. High-temperature shock waves spread around, and the affected beasts were squashed and blown away one after another.
The fierce shock shakes the ground.
"Laser? How is it possible? Obviously there are interfering particles!!!"
The remaining beasts screamed together.
Interfering particles that cover the brain waves of living organisms and Mana prevent magic from subverting this world war pattern. The interference particles are densely spread on the land within a radius of 30 kilometers. It should be impossible for supernormal phenomena to occur here.
Without power generation equipment, no energy conversion tools, no resonance body, and all necessary conditions, a high-power laser beam with an output power that is enough to sweep hundreds of beasts away from the surface appears magically, not doing what he wants .
But how did he do it? Even if you hold a Tianjing, you can make a thunder blow after storing a large number of manas in advance, but with the current technology, the Tianjing that you can carry with you can never contain the mana required for the ma level output.
"Which is this"
The murmur stopped abruptly, and the beast stared forward.
The smoke dissipated, and the chestnut-haired young man in a white shirt stood with a sword. The tip of the beautiful silver sword pointed towards the herd. The spherical crystal at the end of the hilt gleamed with colorful phosphorescence, pink, emerald green, blue, and bright yellow intertwined. The flowing rainbow light illuminates the young and handsome face, and the lilac pupils wink against the beast.
"Holy sword Dirandal."
As the miracle's real name was revealed, the beast was relieved.
If it is possible to make the impossible impossible, it is indeed not difficult to bring miracles to the sword of the brave in this world.
only
"Is it okay? Use that kind of thing against my "greedy" Grete."
The herd sneered and arrogantly looked at the boy.
The woman who witnessed the condemnation in person turned into a pillar of salt in a flash (the deeds of Lot in the Old Testament are recorded in Genesis chapters 11-14 and 19).
Those who use false miracles and imitate miracles will also be exposed to the condemnation and pay the corresponding price. The price paid by those who use the holy sword Dirandal is gradually being eroded by the residual thoughts boarded in the sword, gradually being brainwashed, and beginning to change, and eventually reduced to a container for the residual thoughts.
Rather than being a double-edged sword, it is better to call it a "poisonous sword". The user exerts the power of miracles while being eroded by poison.
As the savior put it, "everyone who uses a sword will die under the sword."
Li Lin knew this, and Grete knew it.
"Use that kind of thing to fight against me and fight for companion time? Should I commend you for your understanding? Or should you say that you don't know what to do?"
"The grungy lines stop here. Isn't this what you expected? One of the seven deadly sins,'greed' Grete."
"..."

‘Let the Saint Girl win a difficult and glorious victory, so as to lure Charlemagne to launch a full-scale attack’, this is your real task.

"...!!!"
A series of encounters seems reasonable, but there is a lingering sense of violation inside.
Successive ambush, escape one after another, first elite armored units, then try to destroy the chariot, and finally the seven deadly sins.
The whole process is like a level-breaking game that continuously raises the level of difficulty. Every time you pass a level, the mood of watching the crowd will increase even more. When finally hitting the lasboss, the Charlie Man will be unprecedentedly excited and relaxed. The unfavorable haze of the battle situation is completely swept away. After restoring self-confidence and regrouping, he launches a final blow to the old nest with pointed ears to completely eliminate the unavailable soldiers. The devil
In terms of intelligence operations and strategic guidance, this script is not exquisite, and even a little soap opera-style rough exaggeration. But now Charlemagne has reached the point where even the sugar-coated poison will swallow.
Charlemagne is now like a man wandering on the edge of the abyss in the dark, knowing that there is a huge danger lurking around, but suffering from not knowing where the danger comes from. At this time, as long as there is a trace of light, it will immediately rush past impatiently like a light-seeking insect, regardless of the brightness of the bottomless abyss or the monster's blood basin.
Light the candle, silently, without a trace of affection, watching the little flying insect pounce on the candle and burn it to death. It's really a realistic script in line with Li Lin's evil taste.
"Sending one of the seven deadly sins as the final opponent, in addition to the consideration of propaganda and intelligence operations, also has the intention of putting an end to our fraud and defeating the entire plan. In case we are defeated, you will immediately face the densely populated neighborhood The town launched an attack, forcing me to use all my strength to defeat you... No, probably this is the final stage of the original script. After all, there is nothing more inspiring than the shocking turn."
There is no excitement, no fear, no pacification, ordinary and plain, and therefore, the words of the teenager are full of real heavy.
"So, even if you are called to close, you will never stop, right."
The painful gaze fixed on the beast. After three or four seconds of silence, the herd trembled.
"Um-Um-Um..."
They are not trembling with fear.
"Hahahaha..."
Hundreds of thousands of faces appeared on the surface of the Cape River. Each face was blooming with an innocent smile. All eyes were catching the girl. Only the voice was Grete.
"This is really! Should I say that it is true? Or is it really you? It was right to stare at you at the beginning. It is your words. You can really give me the answer to let me know the truth. I want you more and more. , I can’t help thinking about it!"
Everyone shouted from the heart together, as if to see the savior from Nazareth and hear the believers of the apocalypse. However, what these believers believe in can never be accepted by humans.
"No one will give it, no one will let it, I have to fix your head! Using decapitation to paint you dead makeup will definitely become more beautiful!"
The beasts shouted and launched the charge, and the black wave of fearlessness was pressed towards the teenager. The boy in white also cracked the ground and turned into a gust of wind to the herd.
At the same time, the two colors of gallop show fangs to break each other. The silver sword and the black blade confront each other at a high speed that is difficult to catch with the naked eye.
Attached to the vibration technique, cut the steel like butter, the holy sword Dirandal.
Produces high heat, breaking the gold and iron like the dark blade of chocolate.
The silver sword is endless, and the black blade dances wildly.
The two continue to intersect and collide, and every second of the past, the sparks of metal intersects continue to increase. 18, 36, 72 suddenly soared to 108 sparks in 1 second, the teenager flew in the three-dimensional space, waving the sword in his hand at a speed and precision that humans could not reach, at this moment the mortal naked eye could not even catch the occurrence of sparks position. The continuous impact of light and darkness makes the space mourn, and the earth is not torn to produce cracks, and the spider-like turtle cracks continue to expand.
If the phenomenon beyond common sense is called a miracle, how should this battlefield be called?
Avoiding the screaming wind, Roland cut off the long sword, and the seemingly large and clumsy beasts also returned the same number of slashes. Everything will be cut into 1mm thick fragments in the dead space, a fierce conflict between the sacred and the demon Chains endlessly, each blow adds momentum and killing intent.
Even though it seemed to be evenly matched, Grete sneered at the belief that victory belonged to him.
He has two reasons for never losing.
First, all of Roland's matchups are projections that have come to this world based on observations. No matter how many beheaded, Grete's body is not damaged.
Second, the beast will evolve.
Fear is a formless emotion, or it can be a dynamic change with a clear direction. As long as conditions are met, through a series of incentives, the breeze of the butterfly wings will eventually become a terrible hurricane.
The beasts controlled by Grete are the same.
Continued fighting will make people tired and misjudgment. When the thought of "the other party seems to move faster", "behavior mode is different", the newly born beast will also automatically add the corresponding characteristics.
The stronger the battle, the more battles.
Even though they are evenly matched now, once evolved into a tug of war, Grete's advantages will gradually emerge. The number and strength of the opponents are meaningless to him. As long as the opponents cannot find the right way to deal with it, they can't completely cut off their inner fears. The victory must belong to him.
"do you know?"
Waving the long sword grid to open the flurry of the guillotine, Roland asked.
"Too much depends on a certain method, especially with the help of external force to win, it is easy for opponents to feel regular."
A simple sentence, which bound the movement of the beast. The speed of the blade's waving is delayed by a few tenths of a second. Ordinary people will not notice the momentary gap. For swordsmen who are fully engaged in the battle of body and mind, it is not much different from staying for a few seconds. Leaning away from the red blade, a silver flash penetrated the side of the beast, preventing the four guillotines of the boy from separating from the body.
"Oh, oh, oh, oh!!!"
The fearless pain, the death-free beast screamed silently, the situation suddenly turned sharply, and the beast was horrified.
They were not accidental for Roland’s counterattack. What emerged on the quadrupeds was the deepest secrets that were excavated and exposed to the intense fear and tremor that would arise only in broad daylight. Emotional response.
Rely on external forces;
Feel the law
Two words gripped Grete tightly, and the dirty eyes locked the teenager.
"Without other observers, the number growth has slowed. After I suppressed the impact of the hint, the new beast did not move as quickly as before."
"you you……"
The beast snorted coldly.
Looking around, unconsciously, the strength of the beast has shrunk by half.
Originally it was relying on others to observe the projected artifacts. As the number of observers decreases, the speed of the beast's production will inevitably decrease. As long as you pay attention, it is not difficult to find the connection. After deducing several possibilities to verify, it is not impossible to discover the truth.
The problem is that he didn't discover it at the moment, but there are indications that at least before he ordered the battle team to retreat, he had already concluded the conclusion, and now it is just verification and practice.
What a terrible insight.
How much did he know and to what extent?
Can't play anymore.
He cannot be allowed to continue to grow, he must be killed before he becomes a real threat! !
A strong killing intention erupted, the herd rushed to kill at an unprecedented speed, thousands of blades turned into storm whizzing, and death fell like pouring rain.
No longer pretending to be pretending, every blade that is devoted to killing will be sharpened to the extreme. The speed of swing is three times the speed of sound, and the number of blades exceeds 1,000. In order to prevent evasion, a time difference and an ambush to block the retreat are also set.
A perfect blow.
Anyone can do this.
With murderous intent and determination, the blade of the young man sank into the boy's body from all sides and cut him into countless pieces.
"Destroy...!!!"
Panting, the beast screamed at ease.
Anxie only maintained a blink of an eye.
With a sigh of relief, the expression stiffened and froze. After awakening to being deceived, anger and panic flickered in thousands of pupils.
The cut teenager gradually disappeared without leaving a drop of blood or a piece of meat, and the steam generally disappeared in the air~EbookFREE.me~holographic projection.
The technique of projecting images into the air, according to needs, has multiple uses, and bullying is one of them.
Countless eyeballs turned in all directions, searching for the young man who was missing, and after 1 second as long as a day, his red eyes captured the smart figure again. The young man was rushing towards the abyss of darkness with a distance of less than ten kilometers. ruler.
"You it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The beast cursed, dancing the blade to stop the way, Roland jumped up, 12 wiped the guillotine across the soles of the foot, stepped on the top of the beast's head and jumped again, Roland fell straight into the abyss, it looked like a tear from a distance Meteor in the dark night.
"Fool! Human flesh! Organic life in the material world! The existence on the side of ‘1’ rushes into the abyss of darkness on the side of ‘0’. Do you think you can be safe?!!!

Grete scolded.
As he said, the circular plane of the dark nickname "Sea of ​​Dirac" on the abyss is a passage to the world of pure energy. On the other shore that can only be understood by mathematical formulas, the living flesh and body cannot reach safely, let alone May come back alive.
This is the truth, the law, and the absolute wall that manpower cannot cross.
can.
Gretel's roar sounded completely unconfident. More like a dying cry than roar and arrogance.
The pupils dyed with despair moved motionlessly, reflecting the youth wrapped in colorful light rushing to the dark.
"Do not!!!!"
The herd screamed and struggled, keeping the posture of trying to stop the teenager to freeze in place, leaving only a dull silence. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to m. to read.)