[Comprehensive] My god judge is scary

Going to the center of the battlefield, the screen is indeed as Edgar scanned, and the retrograde army is surrounding something layer by layer.

"Yeah~ Hello everyone, what are you researching, can I join in?"

Edgar cut through the barrier of the marching army without any concealment, and stepped into their encirclement.

"!"

Revisionists were amazed to see a man approaching quietly and not being noticed until he was so close that he spoke.

However, there are more important things than surprise. The enemy has stepped into his encirclement, so what he can do is to kill him immediately!

The retrograde soldiers clenched their knives with sullen faces.

"Don't ignore me, I'm very curious."

Edgar didn't care about the knives that were cutting towards him quickly around him at all, and he didn't attack them. He just blocked them one by one as he said so.

Seeing that the enemy did not launch a counterattack, the marching soldiers roared "Ah...ah...!" and slashed more fiercely, intending to remove the impurities that had entered their plan.

"Ah... I forgot that you can't talk." Edgar caught the attack on the right side that tried to cut him in half with the Taidao, and at the same time held the short knife with his left hand, paused and scanned for a while. Fan, "...Hey, even your heart is extremely messy, you are really beasts with no survival value."

"Crack-"

After a crisp sound, the pinched blade dented, and then shattered into flakes, falling from the air. With the shattering of the body, the snake-shaped skeleton fell apart and gradually faded into white light.

The other knives around couldn't help taking a step back, not because they were afraid of the strength of the enemy, but because they were shocked by his careless cruelty.

"Aren't you going to work hard to resist me, stop me, or even worse, kill me for your goals?"

As the retrograde army retreated, Edgar took a step forward instead, saying so.

"..."

"...Ouch—!"

As if stimulated by his words, except for a few short knives, the retrograde soldiers of other knives looked at each other, assembled and launched another attack.

"This is too weak, you are not the highest level of time revisionists, don't say that!" Edgar waved his knife with a look of frustration, "Ah, I forgot that you are not Can talk——!"

He used the Taidao with unbridled aura, sweeping across, killing the front row while overwhelming the back row with corpses and wind pressure, his vision became clear immediately.

He also finally saw clearly what the three short knives were doing in the scan.

One of them picked up the object that was surrounded in the middle, the size was just right to be contained by it, only a faint golden light was revealed outside the cracks in the bones, and this enemy was covered away from Edgar. furthest.

The other dagger grabbed the tail of the third partner, turned it vigorously around himself, and finally threw it towards Edgar like a dart under the cover of the figures of the knives in the front row.

"...? That's an interesting way to play."

Edgar didn't dodge a lot, but just turned his head slightly and dodged the attack.

"Maximize the power, but it's still too simple?" He backhanded to stop the surprise attack of the dagger that was thrown behind him, and then smashed the small skeleton with a bludgeoning blow from Tsurumaru's scabbard.

"Let me have a little more surprise~" Edgar didn't mean to stop the retrograde army, just as he said, waiting for the dagger to make a move with anticipation.

The large enemy knives who had been swept down started to crawl at this moment. It could be seen that their bodies were covered with cracks, and they looked like they were about to shatter. However, they did not stop moving, struggling to stand up, blocking Ed Ga looked at the dagger.

Faintly through the gap, one could see that the enemy commander was holding the dagger with a certain object in its mouth. It was possible to know that it was about to use the same method to escape in the opposite direction without a mental scan.

It's boring, it's so boring.

Edgar thought so, lost interest, and chopped down the enemies in front of him with the back of his knife.

Why the back of the knife?Of course, it is more convenient to chop them into pieces with the back of the knife than to cut off their necks with the blade.

"Whoosh-"

A gust of wind hit Edgar, who was chopping like a vegetable with a knife, and a bloodstain was drawn on his cheek in a moment of inadvertence!The blood oozing from the wound gradually slid down the fair face, leaving a red arc.

Edgar licked the blood that flowed to the corner of his mouth, showing a rare cheerful smile that was the opposite of the previous brutal behavior.

"So it wasn't an escape, but a suicide attack? I'm sorry for slandering you."

Regardless of the other retrograde troops behind him, he went straight to the knife that hurt him, and he didn't care about the bone spur on the short knife. With his thumb and fingers, he pinched its small tail and carried it upside down stand up.

The enemy commander tried to curl up his body and attack Edgar with bones from other parts, but he was suppressed by a burst of mental power. Although he had a hard skeleton all over his body, it weakened weakly visible to the naked eye.

Edgar was still holding it upside down, shaking it a few times, trying to pry open its mouth to see the golden object held in its mouth, but seeing that if it was taken by force it might result in a broken knife, he let it hold it up.

Seeing the two small holes where the enemy team seems to have breathed a sigh of relief and showed a milder light, Edgar grinned at them again: "Look at the consequences of you hurting me~"

He turned around and pointed the dagger at the other retrograde soldiers who were attacking in this direction.

In the eyes of the dagger, Edgar's kind smile was scarier than the ferocious figure on the upper body of the enemy, and he looked at his companion in horror and worry.

They were only seriously injured and fell into a pool of blood one after another. Even the enemies who were supposed to be far away were covered with holes from puncture wounds. They roared and twitched, and finally turned into white light...

I didn't hear any sound other than roars, and I didn't see the figure of the sword man. Why did they all disappear so easily! ?Although positioned as a villain, the enemy commander who had never seen such a bloody scene couldn't help shaking the tip of his tail when he was held.

Then he found that the blood on the ground did not disappear with the white light, but gradually condensed into a blood cell and floated in front of him, no, it was in front of the man who grabbed him.

"Oh? Are you as curious as I am?"

Edgar rubbed his fingers on the uneven surface of the skull, as warm as touching a pet's little head, and then pointed to his face where the wound could no longer be seen, "Well, my strongest ability It probably has something to do with the blood~" He didn't seem to regard the dagger as an enemy at all, and explained his ability kindly.

However, the enemy commander could no longer bear the failure of the mission and the tragic death of his companions. He broke his tailbone abruptly and stabbed Edgar with his own sword. Seeing that Edgar reflexively blocked it with the sword in his other hand, he got even closer. One step, trying to fight it with the golden object in his mouth.

"……oops."

At this moment, Edgar took a step back obliquely, not as ferocious as before, he just pressed down on the dagger with mental strength, and even cast a gratified and encouraging look at it.

"I almost fell into your trick. You didn't want to attack me, but you wanted to use my strength to destroy this thing?"

Saying this, he wrapped the dagger with mental strength to prevent it from being broken, and at the same time stretched out his hand to break off its mandible.

What is a golden glowing object the size of a thumb that cannot be destroyed even if it is sacrificed by oneself, but cannot be destroyed by a dagger?

With the sound of "Kaka——", Edgar got the golden object that he had been unable to see clearly.

But he was not in a hurry to observe. Instead, Edgar closed his mouth for the short knife again with a "click" sound of acid teeth, and said cheerfully: "Unless there are no idlers, I'm still very happy to break the bones." Oh~"

The enemy weakly shook the small tail that had been repaired by mental power, and then stopped moving.

Edgar didn't care about it's pretending to be dead. He smiled at it and concentrated on studying this object that was protected by death. If it couldn't be protected, it would be destroyed.

……

It was a tiny golden cup, roughly the shape of a championship trophy, with a wide mouth and narrow waist.

It is said that it is used to present awards, but looking at the way the retrograde army pays off with their lives, is it a championship trophy that can change history?Human history is a bit too fragile.

It is said to be used for drinking, the size may only hold a few drops, and the wine may be filled with a rubber-tipped dropper for the fineness of the experiment.

In any case, from the surface observation, it is something with much higher ornamental value than use value.

After all, even though it is so small that it can be held in the mouth of the enemy, its meticulous craftsmanship is worthy of admiration.

There are symmetrical patterns all over it, which are very shallow, but they have not been worn away by the enemy's hard bones, and there are no other wear marks elsewhere.

Judging from the performance of the short knife, the retrograde army does not have the ability to destroy it, but can only count on the enemy to smash it.

In addition to this beautiful appearance and hard material, there are even more amazing things.

When Edgar shook it left and right without finding anything, and wanted to give up first, and start researching when he had enough research equipment, he suddenly felt that it was weakly absorbing his spiritual power.

This is really interesting, only when I bully other people, there is something that dares to move my mental power?

As if being provoked, Edgar poured a large amount of energy into it to scan its entire internal existence. The huge power gathered at one point, and even the surrounding air was visibly distorted by the naked eye. It is a pity that seeing this scene did not There is no living person, and no one marvels at this miraculous scene.

The spiritual power kept pouring in, and the cup accepted it completely without hesitation, until a certain limit, Edgar suddenly felt the sound of an existence that had a spiritual connection with him, it was not his sword, or that A few Darkfall knives, because that's an obvious one, Edgar's own voice, he says:

"Ugh—!"

"...?"

Edgar hesitated for a rare moment.

According to the simplest method of elimination, the source of this sound is roughly... the cup in your hand?

The author has something to say:

I got it right again~

Yes, it's a super-miniature holy grail.

It's just a holy grail king who retched for a while because of eating, instead of deceiving people's hearts in the first line of his appearance.

——Get out of the group, lose face.

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Thanks An An for the mines!Mememememe?(*′?`*)?