Vol 4 Chapter 217: The decisive battle begins

The genius remembers the site address in one second: (Vertex Chinese), the fastest update! No ads!? Uguranil’s statement caused an uproar on the court. If the giants listen to Acuin’s dispatch, then Acuin’s The power will swell to an extremely terrifying point, and the entire God Abandoned Land is afraid that no one can contend with it.
Bahira was a little flustered and full of anger. The expression on his face was very complicated. Roland ignored Bahira's expression and paced lightly.
"Of course, things are not as bad as you think. Wouldn't I slaughter the people of the alien alliance? What I want is the unity of the entire God Abandoned Land, not the God Abandoned Land and only my Acuin family.
Also, you may not have lost everything now. This duel between me is of great importance. If I win, I will be the master of God's Abandoned Land. If you win, then the Alien Alliance will return to you. Hands. "
"You, are you so confident to win against me?" Bahira's hair trembled, and his throat made a low roar, like the sound of a small engine. It was the sound of a cat when it was angry. Now he is surprisingly Angry.
"Confidence?" Roland smiled and shook his head. "I don't have much confidence."
He pointed to Bahirah and pointed to himself and said:
"You are wearing a treasure that has been passed down by the alien alliance for thousands of years. I am wearing a gift from a city lord. You have climbed from the sea of ​​the corpse mountain to where you are now. Only young people who have the qualifications to fight with you.
Compared with you, you have fought more battles than I have traveled. You also have richer combat experience than me, and are more adept at fighting than me. I don't deny that. "
Listening to Roland's flattery, Bahira looked a little better, but immediately said sarcastically:
"Since you don't have confidence, why don't you take this opportunity to partner with the old and undead thing like Uguranil to kill me?"
He is a lion man, he regards going straight as his life's creed. He hates conspiracy and tricks, and hates some hypocritical and dark activities.
"For me, this is a trial." Roland stood still and explained to Bahira.
"Trial?" Bahira asked suspiciously.
"Yes, this is a trial, to test whether I am eligible to be a king!"
Roland opened his arms and said proudly: "This is my own trial for myself. If I can't beat you, then everything will be empty, indicating that I don't have the qualifications to unify God's abandoned land...
If I win, I will unify the entire abandoned land, rebuild the glory of the ancestors, and build an empire!
And one day, I will walk out of the land of God's abandonment, and then I will be king! "
After finishing speaking, Roland threw the scabbard aside, holding both hands on the hilt, putting on a fighting posture.
"It is useless to say more, between you and me, there can only be one person alive today!"
Bahira laughed mockingly. The leader of his dignified alien alliance was only a prop for the trial of the guy opposite?
"Well, let me see what you can do with such a hairy boy."
As soon as Bashira's wrist turned, the lines on Xueliang's long knife were gradually filled with red light, and then he slashed at will, and a red blade of air broke away from the long knife and flew directly to Roland.
For them, this battle is fair. He has wounds on his body, and Roland has wounds on his body. He has a set of extraordinary equipment, and Roland also has a powerful sword of the king.
Therefore, under fair conditions, along with the red sword aura, this battle to determine the future pattern of the entire God Abandoned Land was launched in the barracks of the aliens who had just failed.
The red sword aura has no aura, just a twisted red arc, even a fighter who has just learned how to use the vindictive aura can release an attack more gorgeous than this sword aura.
However, this unremarkable arc made the faces of most of the people present change color, because all the power of Bahira’s attack was concentrated in this narrow sword aura, and there was no leakage among them. Few people can stop the knife.
Facing the sword aura at the opening, Roland didn't rush, a golden light appeared on the sword, and the ancient golden words appeared on the sword body, slashing suddenly on the galloping arc, the moment after the collision, twist The red light covered all the five meters around Roland.
Horn's attention was not on the result of this collision, because the knife could not explain anything. What attracted his attention was the ancient text on Roland's sword.
He could perceive that there was a peculiar power in those words, which could attract Horn's attention even though the meaning was unclear.
According to Horn, those words may also be some special runes, which may be stronger than the existing runes of the Magic Council.
But runes are not something that can be grasped by a few glances from a distance, and their meaning cannot be fully understood. Even if the gourd is drawn in the same way, it will not have any power.
So Horn intends to find the opportunity to study Roland's sword of the king in the future, maybe he will gain something.
Anyway, after this duel, after the situation in the Abandoned Land stabilizes, the relationship between the Magic Council and Roland will not be very bad, maybe there will be a chance to get close to the sword in the future.
Horn has always been very sensitive to things that can improve the overall strength of the Magic Council.
As Horn thought, the red light had dissipated~EbookFREE.me~ Everything within the position where Roland was standing just now, including the ground, was cut into fine squares, the cuts were extremely neat, showing the sharpness of the arc.
But Roland himself was unscathed. He was floating in the air, his golden armor emitting a faint golden light.
This light made Roland look otherworldly, like a and holy, but it didn't appear exaggerated and kitsch, everything was just right.
In this armor, Horn added special materials, which caused Roland to have such an anomaly when he poured grudge into the armor.
Roland looked down at the undamaged armor and nodded in satisfaction. The armor that Horn gave him was not only good-looking, but also very useful. I was afraid that it would not be much better than the armor that Bahira wore. It was really exhaustive. Something for your heart.
Roland, who had escaped from the attack, flashed, and the sword glowed with golden light like a glow stick. A sword pierced Bahira's neck, and Bahira was not willing to show that the vindictive sword smashed directly at the king. On the sword, the collision between the two produced substantial fluctuations, and some spectators with unstable strength could not help but step back two steps, and the battle instantly became heated.
All spectators began to step back, so as not to be accidentally injured. This level of battle can be deadly even if it is watching a theater.
"Who do you think can win?" Ilya asked, holding a big bag in his hand. The bag was filled with all kinds of food that he and Little Arya had raided in the Alor Army Camp.
"Of course it is Roland, Bahira has no chance to win." Horn said surely.
"Why?" Ilya asked strangely.
"Because of intuition." Horn replied without blinking.
"Intuition is not a reason." Ilya grabbed a piece of food from Little Arya who was cramming food and stuffed it into her mouth, and said vaguely.
"But sometimes the intuition is very accurate." Horn said confidently.