The Infinite Sword System That Ravages the Dimension

"However, I, Erica Bradley, will not be weaker in strength and loyalty than any knight. Moreover, you who have come into this world have no knights to follow, and some things you face will be a little bit different. Trouble, not to mention you who have become a godslayer, although you may not care about these, but it will take up your precious time, and I, Erica Bradley, can at least help you deal with these Trivial things, aren't they?"

"In that case, it is true."

Arturia's tone began to loosen, as if she wanted to accept Erica's allegiance.

A trace of excitement also appeared in Erica's heart.

But she still hid the emotions in her heart, without the slightest expression on her face.

The news that the eighth godslayer succeeded in killing the gods did not spread. After all, she was the only one who witnessed all this at the time, and after only one night, she had no time to report to the association.

However, the news will eventually be revealed. At that time, I am afraid that the magic forces in the whole world will be boiling. Before that, Erica is ready to pledge her allegiance to the new king.

"However, if you want to be loyal to me, it's not just talking. Come on, take your weapon and let me see if you, as a knight, are qualified to be loyal to me!"

"You mean, do you want me to show you my valor?"

"of course."

As Artoria said, she stood up, a heavy pressure exuded from her petite body.

"Let me see it with my own eyes, you as a knight!"

At this moment, the door opened, and Emiya and Medusa walked in.

Chapter 20 transition chapter

For Emiya, the godslayer, Japan's Official History Compilation Committee did not despise Emiya. Of course, due to some reasons, the high-level members of the committee did not meet with Emiya, but the residence prepared for him was first-class. Well, in a house with a large area, there are even dojos and the like.

Artoria and Erica are standing here at the moment.

Because Erica wanted to swear allegiance to Artoria, the legendary King Arthur wanted to test the girl.

Artoria stood in front of Erica, still wearing ordinary clothes at home. She didn't take out her weapon, but simply held a bamboo sword in her right hand, and there was nothing else. It's a normal sparring of swordsmanship masters.

But looking back at Erica, she was already fully armed at this moment.

The famous magic sword in Europe—the heart of the lion has emerged in his hand, and the red magic dress on his body exudes the fluctuation of magic. The stern eyes and tense muscles represent the attitude of the girl who is ready for battle.

"let's start."

In a simple sentence, Erica rushed towards Artoria like a cheetah.

Facing the ancient legendary king and godslayer, she didn't stay behind. The slender sword pointed out lightly in her hand. There was no other movement, just a simple straight stab. At the fastest speed, the simplest The move is the most powerful move.

However, under Erica's vigilant eyes, Artoria's figure disappeared in an instant.

"what?!"

A gust of wind brushed over his body, and his right hand lightened slightly.

Looking at the empty right hand, Erika's body froze.

"If it's just this level, your strength is not as good as Liliana's. If you really want to show me your qualifications, you must use all your strength, whether it is magic or swordsmanship!"

A girl's voice came from behind Erica.

Erica turned her head in disbelief, and Artoria's figure appeared behind her.

On her spare left hand, the heart of the lion is quietly staying there.

In an instant, without even having time to react, the sword that the knight regarded as life had been taken away.

It's just that at this moment, Erica has clearly seen the gap between her and Arturia, which is really too big, and it can even be said that it is a cloud and mud.

If it was a normal battle, Erica might have considered retreating when she encountered an opponent of this level, but this was different. This battle was just a platform prepared for her, a platform for her to show herself.

"then!"

Artoria threw the sword to Erika.

Erica didn't hesitate to start with her own sword. She already knew that she was not her opponent, so she showed her most powerful move.

Holding the sword in front of her chest, Erica muttered her strongest words.

"Eloi, eloi, lama sabachthani! My God! Why have you forsaken me!"

Erika sang the most powerful mantra of despair and words aloud.

"All the bones of my body are misplaced, and the heartache melts like wax. You put me in the dust of the dead. Wild dogs surround me, and the evil party surrounds me!"

"My Saviour, come and help me! Deliver my soul from the sword, deliver me from the mouth of the lion, and deliver me from the horn of the wild bull!"

"Let me tell you the name of the Lord, praise him in the center of the world, surrender and consecrate him!"

With the completion of the spell, Erica immediately surrounded by desperate words of spirit.

The surrounding somatosensory temperature also dropped by nearly [-] degrees in an instant.

Negative thoughts such as distressed voices, mournful screams, roaring roars, etc. that ordinary people can't hear are constantly accumulating into one body, constantly accumulating cold air.

These are all word spirits that obey Erika's summons.

But it's not over yet, the long speech is just a foreshadowing, the real ultimate move is the next one.

"The Lord of the Red Dragons of Britain, the king whom I, Erica Brandley wishes to serve, please appreciate me——Erica Brandley's way of chivalry!"

After saying this, Erica chanted the final word spirit again.