best villain

"My bones are all rotten and broken, my heart is turned into wax stone, and my body is dissolved in it. Please abandon me in the dust of death. Dogs surround me, and I will be abused by evildoers!"

Pray to God, pray to grant me shelter.

Loneliness and despair, poverty and curses.

Words full of dark thoughts overflowed the world, distressed voices, sad cries, and angry roars that ordinary people could not hear, and then the aggregate of these negative thoughts called out to the cold air.

All these negative thoughts follow Erica's words.

The temperature is rainy at the end of the month.Soon, the body felt a biting cold.

"O man who becomes my strength, grant me help, grant me haste! Save my soul from the sword. Save me from the lion's tooth. Save me from the horn of the buffalo!"

When the ancient saints were about to die, they sang songs of despair and longing to God as praises.

Ordinary people will lose their eyesight just by hearing this, and those with weaker bodies will directly fall down.If the person who uses it has the heart, then he can easily kill all the people in this city.

Run wild.

The momentum is like a hurricane.

Even among a hundred beasts, there is no one invincible.

"The singers went in front, the merrymakers in the back, and the drummer in the middle (diopuella mtympanist 日 a m)" (Note: Latin. From Psalm 67-26)

"Ascribe to God your might, for his majesty is above Israel, and his power is in the firmament (sfortitudoeiu ​​private ncaelis)" (Note: Latin. From Psalm 67-35)

The low but high chant was like thunder shaking.

While sprinting, Khusla took something out of his bosom.The sharp object full of metal texture is a nail. Of course, just a nail is nothing to worry about, but in the hands of a monastic knight, it is a holy object that can reproduce miracles.

He was seen driving nails into his right wrist.

Flesh burst open, blood wet sleeves.None of this matters.

This is the reappearance of the Savior who was crucified once and now.The wounds suffered by the savior at the time of execution.All turned into the object of belief in that monotheism.

That is, the stigmata.

Things with the same form will have the same nature-carrying the same injury as the savior, you can get the same 'power' as the savior, the supreme mystery of the Dragon Knights.

"It turned out to be... like this..."

city ​​wall.Several rare magicians fell silent.

A chill gripped his heart tightly.

This is fear?Maybe.

For them who blindly delve into the mysteries of magic handed down from generation to generation, they simply cannot understand the way of life of the Dragon Knights born from nothing.The only thing they can inherit is neither property nor magic, but a kind of perseverance.

Because there is nothing to gain, nothing to learn, nothing to have.

They are ascetic monks, monastic knights who are humbler than any knight.

How the weak survive, Khosla told them with practical actions.

That's right, neither plunder nor resistance.Instead, stick to your own ideas and beliefs, and strive to restore the former glory.

imitate?Very appropriate words.

If even the power of gods can be reproduced, then what is the life-long painstaking efforts of magicians in the age of gods?What is a magic family with a profound heritage?What is the great pride of heaven?

"Tsk tsk. The law of idol worship... I can't think of anyone who can implement this principle to the end."

You get a fraction of the power of the real thing, as long as the shape and purpose are similar.This is the basic principle of idolatry.

It was the first time Ling Yi witnessed it in a real sense, and couldn't help but marvel.

'Curse Sword' cuts the ground directly.The magic power released by the body swelled to another level, and Kushra almost covered the entire block with just one person.The stigmata formed by the secret ritual resonated under the influence of the mantra.Making the purity even higher, the 'curse sword' expanded several times.Almost as tall as three people.

"..." Just the aftermath left Erica speechless.

The huge spell power is shocking.

No, the most outrageous thing is that it is neither a godslayer, nor a god, nor a so-called ancestor of gods. How on earth does a mere knight control such magical power?

"'Golgotha's Word Spirit', let me see how powerful it is!"

Kushra dropped a sentence like a declaration of war, and held up the 'cursed sword' and slashed down heavily.

Although the appearance has become larger, it does not mean that the weight has doubled.

The 'sword' originally compiled by the Annihilation Word Spirit is more powerful than before, and it is also easier to kill.

So far, Erica can only shoot negative words at Khusla like an arrow.

If the opponent was an ordinary person, he should have died on the spot.

Even if they are shot, it will be difficult for a strong magician to keep standing.

The desperate word spirit becomes the curse of death, trying to paralyze the opponent's heart.

Originally, this was a tactic of blessing the sword, and then using one's own excellent mobility and skills to continuously attack the opponent.

However, Erica's intuition told her that Kushra must not be allowed to approach, or in other words, should not engage in close combat with him.

The strong wind whipped up violently.

Wherever it went, the earth rotted and the flowers in the garden withered.

The dark magic wind.Everything it touches decays.

Without any hesitation, Khusra hit the wind of destruction produced by the Desperate Speech Spirit with the force of thunder brought by the 'Cursed Sword'.

"kill!"

A loud battle cry.

The ensuing Taishan-like spell power defeated the magic wind in an instant.

There was a flash of lightning.Put an end to this duel.

**************

The night that Erica invited her to Rome and had a duel.

Facing a senior who has experienced many battles, it is not shameful for Erica to lose by one move, although she suffered a slight injury.But under the magic cure, it didn't take long for him to recover.

Those who represented their respective associations said a lot of compliments afterwards. Although the winner was Khusla, they knew who he was representing in the battle.

Ling Yi didn't want to be polite to them, he just reached out and asked for something.

If it wasn't for that magical tool, he would have traveled all the way to Rome in his spare time, and would have to act for others.

Several commanders agreed.He claimed that someone would deliver the things to the door tomorrow morning.

After that, Ling Yi and Kushra returned to the hotel.It was intercepted halfway.

The beautiful silver hair is tied into a single ponytail, and the slender beauty is perfectly combined with the slender and luxurious figure, just like the appearance of a moon elf who descended into the world.

A girl with an atmosphere that seems out of touch with reality.

I will not admit my mistake.It is also impossible to admit mistakes.

The cute but resolute face is like a Nordic war otome, with a demeanor as cold as frost and snow, which makes people feel refreshed.

A long-sleeved black T-shirt and a small frilly skirt, black leggings, and a blue shawl on the upper body.The blue and black vertical striped top, except for the different colors, is similar to Erica's attire.

"The Uncrowned King, Bronze Black Cross, I wonder if I could spare you a little time. I have something to say."

The girl's majestic voice echoed.

Kusla took a step forward without saying a word, raised his hand slightly, and the mantra flashed like lightning.

"Wait a minute. Sir Isko, I mean no harm."

Seeing that Kushra was about to make a move, the girl's heart tightened, and she quickly explained.

The momentum suddenly weakened a lot.

"Kushra, you go back first, this is my old acquaintance."

Ling Yi spoke.

"learn."

Not long-winded.Kushra knew his master's character well.

If there is anyone who will suffer, it must be the other party.

Besides, the master said it.It's old knowledge.

old acquaintance?Is this pretty girl?Kushra couldn't help thinking wrong.

When Kushra walked away, Ling Yi looked at the girl carefully for a while, with an approachable smile on his lips, and said, "Although we haven't seen each other for a while, the changes are extremely limited."

Liliana was taken aback when she heard the words, and immediately felt the other party's gaze stop on her chest, her face flushed immediately, she suppressed her anger, and said: "Please Wang Shenyan, I am representing the Marquis of Vauban... .Wait, haven't seen you for a while? I don't remember when I saw you, making fun of knights will damage your reputation, and Lord Isker will be distressed."

"Even the way of speaking is the same as before." Ling Yi shook his head slightly, and said in a cold tone: "The Marquis of Vauban sent you here."

"Yes, long before the Gorgon Stone appeared, the Marquis expected that the goddess who pursued the 'snake' would appear in the world, but after waiting for a long time, the Gorgon Stone, which was already in his pocket, would fall into the world. The hand that protects the body. What the Marquis means is that there is no reason to use the hands of others to kill the prey you are targeting, otherwise the Marquis' anger will surely implicate countless people, and even the people who protect the body will suffer."

"?"

Facing the girl's respectful report, Ling Yi's voice became colder.

"Yes." Although it didn't feel good, Liliana had no choice but to bite the bullet and admit that her fate was like a mountain.

"Go back and tell Vauban, when I get rid of Gascoigne, it will be your turn next."

After Ling Yi finished speaking, he shook his hands and left.

Only the silver-haired girl stayed where she was at a loss.

"...fucked up again. Ugh.. what an idiot I am."

Liliana was in a daze for a while, then held her head and blamed herself.

She originally planned to persuade Ling Yi, lest the Marquis of Vauban get angry.As the saying goes, the wrath of the emperor floats thousands of miles away, but Vauban is not the emperor but is better than the emperor. If there is a fight between the two sides, it will be the people who will suffer.

Unexpectedly, things really went in the worst direction.

"Speaking of... that look... I seem to have seen it somewhere, is it an illusion?"

Liliana thought of it inadvertently, temporarily suppressing her doubts in her heart.

For her, the important thing now is to save the situation.

All in all, let's go back first, and come to visit tomorrow morning.

In any case, the king had to be persuaded to give up the Gorgon Stone, otherwise no matter how powerful he was, he would not be able to withstand the fury of the oldest godslayer. (to be continued)