A red light like blood flashed. In the infinite darkness, this was the only light. It cut through the atmosphere like a rain of meteorites falling from the sky and appeared in this world. This was Leilu's slashing gesture. The most gorgeous sharp dance music performed with simple movements.
Use taboo, cruelty, no one can stop it, no one can control it, the simplest and most terrifying power, kill all the enemies without leaving any one behind. Because they won't stop, they can't stop without killing them all.
It's not that she's very fast. The speed of her halberd swing is obviously not as fast as Ulysses' abnormal slashing stance. But the crimson halberd exuded a terrifying aura of death. It was the light gathered by countless blood, the red light representing death and killing.
A red light like blood flashed. In the infinite darkness, this was the only light. It cut through the atmosphere like a rain of meteorites falling from the sky and appeared in this world. This was Leilu's slashing gesture. The most gorgeous sharp dance music performed with simple movements.
What should we do in the face of such a crazy enemy, such an unscrupulous enemy, such an enemy who wants to put himself to death at all costs
Such a corps is enough to destroy a country. The combination of various professions is obviously prepared to deal with level seven experts. That can be called luxurious equipment, and it is obviously not something that a normal corps can possess. What's more, there is more than one necromancer wearing black robes in the center of the group of mages.
Nothing can stop him! The flame of anger kept burning in his body, and the situation that was on the verge of despair just now made him instinctively feel extremely dangerous. So now, except Leilu, who almost killed him, there is no one else in his eyes, and he cannot seriously think about other things.
There is no skill at all, just a full burst of speed and power. At the cost of losing feeling in his wrist, Ulysses launched an unreasonable slashing gesture that probably the creator had never thought of without considering the consequences.
Nothing can stop him! The flame of anger kept burning in his body, and the situation that was on the verge of despair just now made him instinctively feel extremely dangerous. So now, except Leilu, who almost killed him, there is no one else in his eyes, and he cannot seriously think about other things.
Nothing could be seen, the sword was surrounded by infinite darkness. It has neither beauty nor brilliance, just like a clumsy corpse wielding a sword. But the speed is astonishingly fast, just like the wild dance of a crazy puppet - this is the slashing posture of Ulysses, a crazy blade slashed at a crazy speed.
The two styles are completely different, but they come from the same root of slashing gestures, and they intertwined in an instant.
It's not that she's very fast. The speed of her halberd swing is obviously not as fast as Ulysses' abnormal slashing stance. But the crimson halberd exuded a terrifying aura of death. It was the light gathered by countless blood, the red light representing death and killing.
"Ding! Ding! Ding!" A sound like countless swords, guns, swords and halberds intertwined suddenly burst out, like the sound of countless people fighting desperately on the battlefield. It is difficult to imagine that this is the sound made by the weapons when two people are fighting.
"Crack!" This was the sound of cracks appearing on the ground as it could not bear the huge impact and vibration.
If Relu's slashing gesture was as graceful and gorgeous as beautiful music, then Ulysses's slashing gesture was completely dissonant. Just looking at it gave me an uncomfortable feeling, it didn't look like a move that humans would do.
At the Brave Tournament, the blue-white light that appeared during the decisive battle when the power of the red bride's dress was burned to its peak flashed. Relu, who was originally in a defensive state, gently waved the halberd in her hand, turning the situation around simply.
All because Ulysses exploded too fast and unreasonably. That weird slashing gesture would probably make the creators of the Book of Sword Masters speechless.
This is a completely different response method from the oscillation frequency control method just now, and it is also a slightly weaker balance adjustment method. Leilu could no longer control the rhythm easily, which showed that Ulysses' abnormal slashing posture had terrifying power that even he himself could not imagine.
There is no skill at all, just a full burst of speed and power. At the cost of losing feeling in his wrist, Ulysses launched an unreasonable slashing gesture that probably the creator had never thought of without considering the consequences.
Using this unreasonable technique of manipulating his hands with magic power, Ulysses' wrist had already reached its limit. Under normal circumstances, he would not be able to use weapons at all.
What should we do in the face of such a crazy enemy, such an unscrupulous enemy, such an enemy who wants to put himself to death at all costs
The two styles are completely different, but they come from the same root of slashing gestures, and they intertwined in an instant.
"Crack!" This was the sound of cracks appearing on the ground as it could not bear the huge impact and vibration.
It was an unstoppable dance, a feast of killing. You can only move forward by stepping on corpses, and you can't move forward without tearing the enemy apart completely. The cycle continues until the last enemy is killed, and only when standing in the sea of corpses can one find rest and relief.
Using this unreasonable technique of manipulating his hands with magic power, Ulysses' wrist had already reached its limit. Under normal circumstances, he would not be able to use weapons at all.
"Ding! Ding! Ding!" A sound like countless swords, guns, swords and halberds intertwined suddenly burst out, like the sound of countless people fighting desperately on the battlefield. It is difficult to imagine that this is the sound made by the weapons when two people are fighting.
Then, the brutal war began.
attack! attack! Attack again! Ulysses purely relied on his own endless power of darkness and attacked desperately without considering the burden on his body. It seemed like he would never stop until Leilu's defense in front of him was completely defeated.
Evenly matched, different from just now, even different from any time before. In the close confrontation with Leilu, Ulysses was not at a disadvantage for the first time, but this was not without cost.
One step, two steps, three steps! It's no longer a slight adjustment, but really forced to retreat. Ulysses's slashing gesture, which made no sense, achieved an extraordinary special effect. Even Leilu could no longer calculate the frequency of his attacks like before and then make such a perfect counterattack.
The slashing gesture, like a puppet's dancing, accelerated to an extremely terrifying speed in a way beyond human imagination. With an unreasonable and brutal speed, it blasted through Lelu's slashing posture that should be more stable, graceful and gorgeous.
Swing the sword, swing the sword, swing the sword again! Driven by Ulysses' terrifying realm of infinite desires, the speed of Abyss Judgment reached a realm that he had never been able to reach before, a realm that far exceeded the limits of his body.
Leilu raised the halberd in her hand and made her choice—sweep.
The color of the halberd became more blood red, and under the large-scale sweep of the halberd, all the enemies that rushed over were torn into pieces.
"Boom!" This is the sound of the weapon being bent and then rebounding.
Leilu was accompanied only by a halberd, a crimson halberd that she carried on her shoulder.
Such a corps is enough to destroy a country. The combination of various professions is obviously prepared to deal with level seven experts. That can be called luxurious equipment, and it is obviously not something that a normal corps can possess. What's more, there is more than one necromancer wearing black robes in the center of the group of mages.
"Ding! Ding! Ding!" A sound like countless swords, guns, swords and halberds intertwined suddenly burst out, like the sound of countless people fighting desperately on the battlefield. It is difficult to imagine that this is the sound made by the weapons when two people are fighting.
Leilu raised the halberd in her hand and made her choice—sweep.
It's not that she's very fast. The speed of her halberd swing is obviously not as fast as Ulysses' abnormal slashing stance. But the crimson halberd exuded a terrifying aura of death. It was the light gathered by countless blood, the red light representing death and killing.
"Boom!" This is the sound of the weapon being bent and then rebounding.
Such a corps is enough to destroy a country. The combination of various professions is obviously prepared to deal with level seven experts. That can be called luxurious equipment, and it is obviously not something that a normal corps can possess. What's more, there is more than one necromancer wearing black robes in the center of the group of mages.
Exactly the same move, exactly the same activation method, but completely different slashing postures. The blood-like red light and the devouring darkness fiercely collided and confronted each other. The eyes can no longer even see the appearance of the weapons in the hands of the two men, only the area of red and black is left.
"Crack!" This was the sound of cracks appearing on the ground as it could not bear the huge impact and vibration.
But these are not meaningless ten steps. Every time he takes a step back, part of Ulysses' attack power is transferred to the earth by Leilu to bear it. When he retreated to the tenth step, it happened to be the time when Leilu's defense and Ulysses' offense reached a balance point.
However, he forcibly extracted the power of the Abyss Judgment and poured it into his wrists, controlling his hands like a puppet. It can be said that he used this ugly but effective slashing posture without considering his own injury.
There is no skill at all, just a full burst of speed and power. At the cost of losing feeling in his wrist, Ulysses launched an unreasonable slashing gesture that probably the creator had never thought of without considering the consequences.
Nothing can stop him! The flame of anger kept burning in his body, and the situation that was on the verge of despair just now made him instinctively feel extremely dangerous. So now, except Leilu, who almost killed him, there is no one else in his eyes, and he cannot seriously think about other things.
His right hand was cut off, so he used his left hand to grab the weapon; his hands were useless, so he kicked with his feet. Even though half of his body was about to break, he still crawled over crazily, opening his mouth wide and trying to bite someone.
Exactly the same move, exactly the same activation method, but completely different slashing postures. The blood-like red light and the devouring darkness fiercely collided and confronted each other. The eyes can no longer even see the appearance of the weapons in the hands of the two men, only the area of red and black is left.
"Boom!" This is the sound of the weapon being bent and then rebounding.
It was an unstoppable dance, a feast of killing. You can only move forward by stepping on corpses, and you can't move forward without tearing the enemy apart completely. The cycle continues until the last enemy is killed, and only when standing in the sea of corpses can one find rest and relief.
Evenly matched, different from just now, even different from any time before. In the close confrontation with Leilu, Ulysses was not at a disadvantage for the first time, but this was not without cost.
A red light like blood flashed. In the infinite darkness, this was the only light. It cut through the atmosphere like a rain of meteorites falling from the sky and appeared in this world. This was Leilu's slashing gesture. The most gorgeous sharp dance music performed with simple movements.
A red light like blood flashed. In the infinite darkness, this was the only light. It cut through the atmosphere like a rain of meteorites falling from the sky and appeared in this world. This was Leilu's slashing gesture. The most gorgeous sharp dance music performed with simple movements.
Ten steps, this is a number that has never appeared in the battle between Leilu and Ulysses. Under Ulysses' crazy slashing stance, Leilu was forced to take ten steps back. Every step back leaves a deep footprint on the ground.
"Ding! Ding! Ding!" A sound like countless swords, guns, swords and halberds intertwined suddenly burst out, like the sound of countless people fighting desperately on the battlefield. It is difficult to imagine that this is the sound made by the weapons when two people are fighting.
Evenly matched, different from just now, even different from any time before. In the close confrontation with Leilu, Ulysses was not at a disadvantage for the first time, but this was not without cost.
Tearing, piercing, and cutting apart, the halberd was swung, cutting open the bodies of one enemy after another. The enemies swarmed in like a tide, killing them desperately one by one. They who have been blessed with violent mental magic will not know what fear is and what fear is.
What should we do in the face of such a crazy enemy, such an unscrupulous enemy, such an enemy who wants to put himself to death at all costs
In that light, Ulysses felt that the space and time around him felt unusually distorted. In that light, he saw something unusual.
Then, the brutal war began.
All because Ulysses exploded too fast and unreasonably. That weird slashing gesture would probably make the creators of the Book of Sword Masters speechless.
"Crack!" This was the sound of cracks appearing on the ground as it could not bear the huge impact and vibration.
Using this unreasonable technique of manipulating his hands with magic power, Ulysses' wrist had already reached its limit. Under normal circumstances, he would not be able to use weapons at all.
It's not that she's very fast. The speed of her halberd swing is obviously not as fast as Ulysses' abnormal slashing stance. But the crimson halberd exuded a terrifying aura of death. It was the light gathered by countless blood, the red light representing death and killing.
She never looked back or hesitated. From the beginning, Leilu was fighting alone. There will be no partner behind her who can be trusted, and there will be no shield around her to withstand attacks for her. All she can do is wave the halberd in her hand to tear, chop and destroy all the enemies.
Use taboo, cruelty, no one can stop it, no one can control it, the simplest and most terrifying power, kill all the enemies without leaving any one behind. Because they won't stop, they can't stop without killing them all.
The slashing gesture, like a puppet's dancing, accelerated to an extremely terrifying speed in a way beyond human imagination. With an unreasonable and brutal speed, it blasted through Lelu's slashing posture that should be more stable, graceful and gorgeous.
Exactly the same move, exactly the same activation method, but completely different slashing postures. The blood-like red light and the devouring darkness fiercely collided and confronted each other. The eyes can no longer even see the appearance of the weapons in the hands of the two men, only the area of red and black is left.
She was alone on the battlefield. Behind her, there were no friendly forces, no support, not even anyone who would cheer for her. What she has to face is an entire army, a powerful regiment equipped with powerful magicians, heavy armored cavalry, and magical crossbowmen, with tacit cooperation and born for war.
It was an unstoppable dance, a feast of killing. You can only move forward by stepping on corpses, and you can't move forward without tearing the enemy apart completely. The cycle continues until the last enemy is killed, and only when standing in the sea of corpses can one find rest and relief.
"Ding! Ding! Ding!" A sound like countless swords, guns, swords and halberds intertwined suddenly burst out, like the sound of countless people fighting desperately on the battlefield. It is difficult to imagine that this is the sound made by the weapons when two people are fighting.
However, he forcibly extracted the power of the Abyss Judgment and poured it into his wrists, controlling his hands like a puppet. It can be said that he used this ugly but effective slashing posture without considering his own injury.
"Boom!" This is the sound of the weapon being bent and then rebounding.
That was Leilu's past and her battlefield.
Nothing can stop him! The flame of anger kept burning in his body, and the situation that was on the verge of despair just now made him instinctively feel extremely dangerous. So now, except Leilu, who almost killed him, there is no one else in his eyes, and he cannot seriously think about other things.
Using this unreasonable technique of manipulating his hands with magic power, Ulysses' wrist had already reached its limit. Under normal circumstances, he would not be able to use weapons at all.
One step, two steps, three steps! It's no longer a slight adjustment, but really forced to retreat. Ulysses's slashing gesture, which made no sense, achieved an extraordinary special effect. Even Leilu could no longer calculate the frequency of his attacks like before and then make such a perfect counterattack.
She is a natural killer, a ghost on the battlefield, a murderer that cannot be imagined with common sense.
That was Leilu's past and her battlefield.
Swing the sword, swing the sword, swing the sword again! Driven by Ulysses' terrifying realm of infinite desires, the speed of Abyss Judgment reached a realm that he had never been able to reach before, a realm that far exceeded the limits of his body.
Swing the sword, swing the sword, swing the sword again! Driven by Ulysses' terrifying realm of infinite desires, the speed of Abyss Judgment reached a realm that he had never been able to reach before, a realm that far exceeded the limits of his body.
It was an unstoppable dance, a feast of killing. You can only move forward by stepping on corpses, and you can't move forward without tearing the enemy apart completely. The cycle continues until the last enemy is killed, and only when standing in the sea of corpses can one find rest and relief.
All because Ulysses exploded too fast and unreasonably. That weird slashing gesture would probably make the creators of the Book of Sword Masters speechless.
A red light like blood flashed. In the infinite darkness, this was the only light. It cut through the atmosphere like a rain of meteorites falling from the sky and appeared in this world. This was Leilu's slashing gesture. The most gorgeous sharp dance music performed with simple movements.
"Crack!" This was the sound of cracks appearing on the ground as it could not bear the huge impact and vibration.
However, he forcibly extracted the power of the Abyss Judgment and poured it into his wrists, controlling his hands like a puppet. It can be said that he used this ugly but effective slashing posture without considering his own injury.
Swing the sword, swing the sword, swing the sword again! Driven by Ulysses' terrifying realm of infinite desires, the speed of Abyss Judgment reached a realm that he had never been able to reach before, a realm that far exceeded the limits of his body.
The slashing gesture, like a puppet's dancing, accelerated to an extremely terrifying speed in a way beyond human imagination. With an unreasonable and brutal speed, it blasted through Lelu's slashing posture that should be more stable, graceful and gorgeous.
There is no skill at all, just a full burst of speed and power. At the cost of losing feeling in his wrist, Ulysses launched an unreasonable slashing gesture that probably the creator had never thought of without considering the consequences.
Controlling the sword with dark magic power without using the power of the body is no longer a human skill, but closer to the dark puppets and undead. Only this kind of warrior, who is not afraid of death and destruction and has long been far away from the living, can use such inhuman skills.
She was alone on the battlefield. Behind her, there were no friendly forces, no support, not even anyone who would cheer for her. What she has to face is an entire army, a powerful regiment equipped with powerful magicians, heavy armored cavalry, and magical crossbowmen, with tacit cooperation and born for war.
Using this unreasonable technique of manipulating his hands with magic power, Ulysses' wrist had already reached its limit. Under normal circumstances, he would not be able to use weapons at all.
A red light like blood flashed. In the infinite darkness, this was the only light. It cut through the atmosphere like a rain of meteorites falling from the sky and appeared in this world. This was Leilu's slashing gesture. The most gorgeous sharp dance music performed with simple movements.
Tearing, piercing, and cutting apart, the halberd was swung, cutting open the bodies of one enemy after another. The enemies swarmed in like a tide, killing them desperately one by one. They who have been blessed with violent mental magic will not know what fear is and what fear is.
At the Brave Tournament, the blue-white light that appeared during the decisive battle when the power of the red bride's dress was burned to its peak flashed. Relu, who was originally in a defensive state, gently waved the halberd in her hand, turning the situation around simply.
There is no skill at all, just a full burst of speed and power. At the cost of losing feeling in his wrist, Ulysses launched an unreasonable slashing gesture that probably the creator had never thought of without considering the consequences.
But the person standing in front of Ulysses now is not an ordinary seventh-level strongman. It can even be said that her combat power cannot be limited by the concept of seventh-level strongman.
The two styles are completely different, but they come from the same root of slashing gestures, and they intertwined in an instant.
One step, two steps, three steps! It's no longer a slight adjustment, but really forced to retreat. Ulysses's slashing gesture, which made no sense, achieved an extraordinary special effect. Even Leilu could no longer calculate the frequency of his attacks like before and then make such a perfect counterattack.
One step, two steps, three steps! It's no longer a slight adjustment, but really forced to retreat. Ulysses's slashing gesture, which made no sense, achieved an extraordinary special effect. Even Leilu could no longer calculate the frequency of his attacks like before and then make such a perfect counterattack.
All because Ulysses exploded too fast and unreasonably. That weird slashing gesture would probably make the creators of the Book of Sword Masters speechless.
The two styles are completely different, but they come from the same root of slashing gestures, and they intertwined in an instant.
She is a natural killer, a ghost on the battlefield, a murderer that cannot be imagined with common sense.
attack! attack! Attack again! Ulysses purely relied on his own endless power of darkness and attacked desperately without considering the burden on his body. It seemed like he would never stop until Leilu's defense in front of him was completely defeated.
Under the attack of this unreasonable slashing posture, Leilu once again turned to defense. However, compared to the first time Ulysses used his slashing stance, her defense was obviously much more difficult this time.
If Relu's slashing gesture was as graceful and gorgeous as beautiful music, then Ulysses's slashing gesture was completely dissonant. Just looking at it gave me an uncomfortable feeling, it didn't look like a move that humans would do.
Ten steps, this is a number that has never appeared in the battle between Leilu and Ulysses. Under Ulysses' crazy slashing stance, Leilu was forced to take ten steps back. Every step back leaves a deep footprint on the ground.
All because Ulysses exploded too fast and unreasonably. That weird slashing gesture would probably make the creators of the Book of Sword Masters speechless.
Using this unreasonable technique of manipulating his hands with magic power, Ulysses' wrist had already reached its limit. Under normal circumstances, he would not be able to use weapons at all.
What should we do in the face of such a crazy enemy, such an unscrupulous enemy, such an enemy who wants to put himself to death at all costs
Hands, feet, heads, bodies, all kinds of broken limbs and bright red blood splashed in the air, turning into pieces in the bright red flash, like a doll that had been broken by a child and decomposed.
If Relu's slashing gesture was as graceful and gorgeous as beautiful music, then Ulysses's slashing gesture was completely dissonant. Just looking at it gave me an uncomfortable feeling, it didn't look like a move that humans would do.
attack! attack! Attack again! Ulysses purely relied on his own endless power of darkness and attacked desperately without considering the burden on his body. It seemed like he would never stop until Leilu's defense in front of him was completely defeated.
However, he forcibly extracted the power of the Abyss Judgment and poured it into his wrists, controlling his hands like a puppet. It can be said that he used this ugly but effective slashing posture without considering his own injury.
Evenly matched, different from just now, even different from any time before. In the close confrontation with Leilu, Ulysses was not at a disadvantage for the first time, but this was not without cost.
But these are not meaningless ten steps. Every time he takes a step back, part of Ulysses' attack power is transferred to the earth by Leilu to bear it. When he retreated to the tenth step, it happened to be the time when Leilu's defense and Ulysses' offense reached a balance point.
Controlling the sword with dark magic power without using the power of the body is no longer a human skill, but closer to the dark puppets and undead. Only this kind of warrior, who is not afraid of death and destruction and has long been far away from the living, can use such inhuman skills.
All because Ulysses exploded too fast and unreasonably. That weird slashing gesture would probably make the creators of the Book of Sword Masters speechless.
The color of the halberd became more blood red, and under the large-scale sweep of the halberd, all the enemies that rushed over were torn into pieces.
But these are not meaningless ten steps. Every time he takes a step back, part of Ulysses' attack power is transferred to the earth by Leilu to bear it. When he retreated to the tenth step, it happened to be the time when Leilu's defense and Ulysses' offense reached a balance point.
Leilu was accompanied only by a halberd, a crimson halberd that she carried on her shoulder.
One step, two steps, three steps! It's no longer a slight adjustment, but really forced to retreat. Ulysses's slashing gesture, which made no sense, achieved an extraordinary special effect. Even Leilu could no longer calculate the frequency of his attacks like before and then make such a perfect counterattack.
She is a natural killer, a ghost on the battlefield, a murderer that cannot be imagined with common sense.
Leilu raised the halberd in her hand and made her choice—sweep.
But these are not meaningless ten steps. Every time he takes a step back, part of Ulysses' attack power is transferred to the earth by Leilu to bear it. When he retreated to the tenth step, it happened to be the time when Leilu's defense and Ulysses' offense reached a balance point.
All because Ulysses exploded too fast and unreasonably. That weird slashing gesture would probably make the creators of the Book of Sword Masters speechless.
All because Ulysses exploded too fast and unreasonably. That weird slashing gesture would probably make the creators of the Book of Sword Masters speechless.
This is a completely different response method from the oscillation frequency control method just now, and it is also a slightly weaker balance adjustment method. Leilu could no longer control the rhythm easily, which showed that Ulysses' abnormal slashing posture had terrifying power that even he himself could not imagine.
Nothing can stop him! The flame of anger kept burning in his body, and the situation that was on the verge of despair just now made him instinctively feel extremely dangerous. So now, except Leilu, who almost killed him, there is no one else in his eyes, and he cannot seriously think about other things.
But the person standing in front of Ulysses now is not an ordinary seventh-level strongman. It can even be said that her combat power cannot be limited by the concept of seventh-level strongman.
There is no skill at all, just a full burst of speed and power. At the cost of losing feeling in his wrist, Ulysses launched an unreasonable slashing gesture that probably the creator had never thought of without considering the consequences.
At the Brave Tournament, the blue-white light that appeared during the decisive battle when the power of the red bride's dress was burned to its peak flashed. Relu, who was originally in a defensive state, gently waved the halberd in her hand, turning the situation around simply.
"Ding! Ding! Ding!" A sound like countless swords, guns, swords and halberds intertwined suddenly burst out, like the sound of countless people fighting desperately on the battlefield. It is difficult to imagine that this is the sound made by the weapons when two people are fighting.
Controlling the sword with dark magic power without using the power of the body is no longer a human skill, but closer to the dark puppets and undead. Only this kind of warrior, who is not afraid of death and destruction and has long been far away from the living, can use such inhuman skills.
If Relu's slashing gesture was as graceful and gorgeous as beautiful music, then Ulysses's slashing gesture was completely dissonant. Just looking at it gave me an uncomfortable feeling, it didn't look like a move that humans would do.
A red light like blood flashed. In the infinite darkness, this was the only light. It cut through the atmosphere like a rain of meteorites falling from the sky and appeared in this world. This was Leilu's slashing gesture. The most gorgeous sharp dance music performed with simple movements.
Ten steps, this is a number that has never appeared in the battle between Leilu and Ulysses. Under Ulysses' crazy slashing stance, Leilu was forced to take ten steps back. Every step back leaves a deep footprint on the ground.
She was alone on the battlefield. Behind her, there were no friendly forces, no support, not even anyone who would cheer for her. What she has to face is an entire army, a powerful regiment equipped with powerful magicians, heavy armored cavalry, and magical crossbowmen, with tacit cooperation and born for war.
But the person standing in front of Ulysses now is not an ordinary seventh-level strongman. It can even be said that her combat power cannot be limited by the concept of seventh-level strongman.
Exactly the same move, exactly the same activation method, but completely different slashing postures. The blood-like red light and the devouring darkness fiercely collided and confronted each other. The eyes can no longer even see the appearance of the weapons in the hands of the two men, only the area of red and black is left.
All because Ulysses exploded too fast and unreasonably. That weird slashing gesture would probably make the creators of the Book of Sword Masters speechless.
Nothing can stop him! The flame of anger kept burning in his body, and the situation that was on the verge of despair just now made him instinctively feel extremely dangerous. So now, except Leilu, who almost killed him, there is no one else in his eyes, and he cannot seriously think about other things.
Among the seventh-level experts, there are almost no people who can take on Ulysses' current slashing posture with pure skills. That counterintuitive slash is not a skill that falls within the scope of human beings at all.
attack! attack! Attack again! Ulysses purely relied on his own endless power of darkness and attacked desperately without considering the burden on his body. It seemed like he would never stop until Leilu's defense in front of him was completely defeated.
Such a corps is enough to destroy a country. The combination of various professions is obviously prepared to deal with level seven experts. That can be called luxurious equipment, and it is obviously not something that a normal corps can possess. What's more, there is more than one necromancer wearing black robes in the center of the group of mages.
But these are not meaningless ten steps. Every time he takes a step back, part of Ulysses' attack power is transferred to the earth by Leilu to bear it. When he retreated to the tenth step, it happened to be the time when Leilu's defense and Ulysses' offense reached a balance point.
She is a natural killer, a ghost on the battlefield, a murderer that cannot be imagined with common sense.
His right hand was cut off, so he used his left hand to grab the weapon; his hands were useless, so he kicked with his feet. Even though half of his body was about to break, he still crawled over crazily, opening his mouth wide and trying to bite someone.
Swing the sword, swing the sword, swing the sword again! Driven by Ulysses' terrifying realm of infinite desires, the speed of Abyss Judgment reached a realm that he had never been able to reach before, a realm that far exceeded the limits of his body.
Nothing could be seen, the sword was surrounded by infinite darkness. It has neither beauty nor brilliance, just like a clumsy corpse wielding a sword. But the speed is astonishingly fast, just like the wild dance of a crazy puppet - this is the slashing posture of Ulysses, a crazy blade slashed at a crazy speed.
This is a completely different response method from the oscillation frequency control method just now, and it is also a slightly weaker balance adjustment method. Leilu could no longer control the rhythm easily, which showed that Ulysses' abnormal slashing posture had terrifying power that even he himself could not imagine.
Nothing can stop him! The flame of anger kept burning in his body, and the situation that was on the verge of despair just now made him instinctively feel extremely dangerous. So now, except Leilu, who almost killed him, there is no one else in his eyes, and he cannot seriously think about other things.
It's not that she's very fast. The speed of her halberd swing is obviously not as fast as Ulysses' abnormal slashing stance. But the crimson halberd exuded a terrifying aura of death. It was the light gathered by countless blood, the red light representing death and killing.
There is no skill at all, just a full burst of speed and power. At the cost of losing feeling in his wrist, Ulysses launched an unreasonable slashing gesture that probably the creator had never thought of without considering the consequences.
She was alone on the battlefield. Behind her, there were no friendly forces, no support, not even anyone who would cheer for her. What she has to face is an entire army, a powerful regiment equipped with powerful magicians, heavy armored cavalry, and magical crossbowmen, with tacit cooperation and born for war.
Such a corps is enough to destroy a country. The combination of various professions is obviously prepared to deal with level seven experts. That can be called luxurious equipment, and it is obviously not something that a normal corps can possess. What's more, there is more than one necromancer wearing black robes in the center of the group of mages.
Hands, feet, heads, bodies, all kinds of broken limbs and bright red blood splashed in the air, turning into pieces in the bright red flash, like a doll that had been broken by a child and decomposed.
Among the seventh-level experts, there are almost no people who can take on Ulysses' current slashing posture with pure skills. That counterintuitive slash is not a skill that falls within the scope of human beings at all.
Hands, feet, heads, bodies, all kinds of broken limbs and bright red blood splashed in the air, turning into pieces in the bright red flash, like a doll that had been broken by a child and decomposed.
Hands, feet, heads, bodies, all kinds of broken limbs and bright red blood splashed in the air, turning into pieces in the bright red flash, like a doll that had been broken by a child and decomposed.
The color of the halberd became more blood red, and under the large-scale sweep of the halberd, all the enemies that rushed over were torn into pieces.
One step, two steps, three steps! It's no longer a slight adjustment, but really forced to retreat. Ulysses's slashing gesture, which made no sense, achieved an extraordinary special effect. Even Leilu could no longer calculate the frequency of his attacks like before and then make such a perfect counterattack.
But the person standing in front of Ulysses now is not an ordinary seventh-level strongman. It can even be said that her combat power cannot be limited by the concept of seventh-level strongman.
Nothing could be seen, the sword was surrounded by infinite darkness. It has neither beauty nor brilliance, just like a clumsy corpse wielding a sword. But the speed is astonishingly fast, just like the wild dance of a crazy puppet - this is the slashing posture of Ulysses, a crazy blade slashed at a crazy speed.
"Ding! Ding! Ding!" A sound like countless swords, guns, swords and halberds intertwined suddenly burst out, like the sound of countless people fighting desperately on the battlefield. It is difficult to imagine that this is the sound made by the weapons when two people are fighting.
She is a natural killer, a ghost on the battlefield, a murderer that cannot be imagined with common sense.
She never looked back or hesitated. From the beginning, Leilu was fighting alone. There will be no partner behind her who can be trusted, and there will be no shield around her to withstand attacks for her. All she can do is wave the halberd in her hand to tear, chop and destroy all the enemies.
A red light like blood flashed. In the infinite darkness, this was the only light. It cut through the atmosphere like a rain of meteorites falling from the sky and appeared in this world. This was Leilu's slashing gesture. The most gorgeous sharp dance music performed with simple movements.
Hands, feet, heads, bodies, all kinds of broken limbs and bright red blood splashed in the air, turning into pieces in the bright red flash, like a doll that had been broken by a child and decomposed.
There is no skill at all, just a full burst of speed and power. At the cost of losing feeling in his wrist, Ulysses launched an unreasonable slashing gesture that probably the creator had never thought of without considering the consequences.
Then, the brutal war began.
Using this unreasonable technique of manipulating his hands with magic power, Ulysses' wrist had already reached its limit. Under normal circumstances, he would not be able to use weapons at all.
"Boom!" This is the sound of the weapon being bent and then rebounding.
At the Brave Tournament, the blue-white light that appeared during the decisive battle when the power of the red bride's dress was burned to its peak flashed. Relu, who was originally in a defensive state, gently waved the halberd in her hand, turning the situation around simply.
Under the attack of this unreasonable slashing posture, Leilu once again turned to defense. However, compared to the first time Ulysses used his slashing stance, her defense was obviously much more difficult this time.
She never looked back or hesitated. From the beginning, Leilu was fighting alone. There will be no partner behind her who can be trusted, and there will be no shield around her to withstand attacks for her. All she can do is wave the halberd in her hand to tear, chop and destroy all the enemies.
The slashing gesture, like a puppet's dancing, accelerated to an extremely terrifying speed in a way beyond human imagination. With an unreasonable and brutal speed, it blasted through Lelu's slashing posture that should be more stable, graceful and gorgeous.
Ten steps, this is a number that has never appeared in the battle between Leilu and Ulysses. Under Ulysses' crazy slashing stance, Leilu was forced to take ten steps back. Every step back leaves a deep footprint on the ground.
But these are not meaningless ten steps. Every time he takes a step back, part of Ulysses' attack power is transferred to the earth by Leilu to bear it. When he retreated to the tenth step, it happened to be the time when Leilu's defense and Ulysses' offense reached a balance point.
Leilu was accompanied only by a halberd, a crimson halberd that she carried on her shoulder.
"Ding! Ding! Ding!" A sound like countless swords, guns, swords and halberds intertwined suddenly burst out, like the sound of countless people fighting desperately on the battlefield. It is difficult to imagine that this is the sound made by the weapons when two people are fighting.
It's not that she's very fast. The speed of her halberd swing is obviously not as fast as Ulysses' abnormal slashing stance. But the crimson halberd exuded a terrifying aura of death. It was the light gathered by countless blood, the red light representing death and killing.
"Boom!" This is the sound of the weapon being bent and then rebounding.
Among the seventh-level experts, there are almost no people who can take on Ulysses' current slashing posture with pure skills. That counterintuitive slash is not a skill that falls within the scope of human beings at all.
At the Brave Tournament, the blue-white light that appeared during the decisive battle when the power of the red bride's dress was burned to its peak flashed. Relu, who was originally in a defensive state, gently waved the halberd in her hand, turning the situation around simply.
It's not that she's very fast. The speed of her halberd swing is obviously not as fast as Ulysses' abnormal slashing stance. But the crimson halberd exuded a terrifying aura of death. It was the light gathered by countless blood, the red light representing death and killing.
In that light, Ulysses felt that the space and time around him felt unusually distorted. In that light, he saw something unusual.
"Crack!" This was the sound of cracks appearing on the ground as it could not bear the huge impact and vibration.
There is no skill at all, just a full burst of speed and power. At the cost of losing feeling in his wrist, Ulysses launched an unreasonable slashing gesture that probably the creator had never thought of without considering the consequences.
In that light, Ulysses felt that the space and time around him felt unusually distorted. In that light, he saw something unusual.
She never looked back or hesitated. From the beginning, Leilu was fighting alone. There will be no partner behind her who can be trusted, and there will be no shield around her to withstand attacks for her. All she can do is wave the halberd in her hand to tear, chop and destroy all the enemies.
Tearing, piercing, and cutting apart, the halberd was swung, cutting open the bodies of one enemy after another. The enemies swarmed in like a tide, killing them desperately one by one. They who have been blessed with violent mental magic will not know what fear is and what fear is.
That was Leilu's past and her battlefield.
It's not that she's very fast. The speed of her halberd swing is obviously not as fast as Ulysses' abnormal slashing stance. But the crimson halberd exuded a terrifying aura of death. It was the light gathered by countless blood, the red light representing death and killing.
Swing the sword, swing the sword, swing the sword again! Driven by Ulysses' terrifying realm of infinite desires, the speed of Abyss Judgment reached a realm that he had never been able to reach before, a realm that far exceeded the limits of his body.
That was Leilu's past and her battlefield.
Tearing, piercing, and cutting apart, the halberd was swung, cutting open the bodies of one enemy after another. The enemies swarmed in like a tide, killing them desperately one by one. They who have been blessed with violent mental magic will not know what fear is and what fear is.
"Ding! Ding! Ding!" A sound like countless swords, guns, swords and halberds intertwined suddenly burst out, like the sound of countless people fighting desperately on the battlefield. It is difficult to imagine that this is the sound made by the weapons when two people are fighting.
But these are not meaningless ten steps. Every time he takes a step back, part of Ulysses' attack power is transferred to the earth by Leilu to bear it. When he retreated to the tenth step, it happened to be the time when Leilu's defense and Ulysses' offense reached a balance point.
A red light like blood flashed. In the infinite darkness, this was the only light. It cut through the atmosphere like a rain of meteorites falling from the sky and appeared in this world. This was Leilu's slashing gesture. The most gorgeous sharp dance music performed with simple movements.
Evenly matched, different from just now, even different from any time before. In the close confrontation with Leilu, Ulysses was not at a disadvantage for the first time, but this was not without cost.
She was alone on the battlefield. Behind her, there were no friendly forces, no support, not even anyone who would cheer for her. What she has to face is an entire army, a powerful regiment equipped with powerful magicians, heavy armored cavalry, and magical crossbowmen, with tacit cooperation and born for war.
Hands, feet, heads, bodies, all kinds of broken limbs and bright red blood splashed in the air, turning into pieces in the bright red flash, like a doll that had been broken by a child and decomposed.
The slashing gesture, like a puppet's dancing, accelerated to an extremely terrifying speed in a way beyond human imagination. With an unreasonable and brutal speed, it blasted through Lelu's slashing posture that should be more stable, graceful and gorgeous.
Controlling the sword with dark magic power without using the power of the body is no longer a human skill, but closer to the dark puppets and undead. Only this kind of warrior, who is not afraid of death and destruction and has long been far away from the living, can use such inhuman skills.
Such a corps is enough to destroy a country. The combination of various professions is obviously prepared to deal with level seven experts. That can be called luxurious equipment, and it is obviously not something that a normal corps can possess. What's more, there is more than one necromancer wearing black robes in the center of the group of mages.
One step, two steps, three steps! It's no longer a slight adjustment, but really forced to retreat. Ulysses's slashing gesture, which made no sense, achieved an extraordinary special effect. Even Leilu could no longer calculate the frequency of his attacks like before and then make such a perfect counterattack.
If Relu's slashing gesture was as graceful and gorgeous as beautiful music, then Ulysses's slashing gesture was completely dissonant. Just looking at it gave me an uncomfortable feeling, it didn't look like a move that humans would do.
In that light, Ulysses felt that the space and time around him felt unusually distorted. In that light, he saw something unusual.
"Crack!" This was the sound of cracks appearing on the ground as it could not bear the huge impact and vibration.
Leilu was accompanied only by a halberd, a crimson halberd that she carried on her shoulder.
His right hand was cut off, so he used his left hand to grab the weapon; his hands were useless, so he kicked with his feet. Even though half of his body was about to break, he still crawled over crazily, opening his mouth wide and trying to bite someone.
One step, two steps, three steps! It's no longer a slight adjustment, but really forced to retreat. Ulysses's slashing gesture, which made no sense, achieved an extraordinary special effect. Even Leilu could no longer calculate the frequency of his attacks like before and then make such a perfect counterattack.
Leilu was accompanied only by a halberd, a crimson halberd that she carried on her shoulder.
His right hand was cut off, so he used his left hand to grab the weapon; his hands were useless, so he kicked with his feet. Even though half of his body was about to break, he still crawled over crazily, opening his mouth wide and trying to bite someone.
It's not that she's very fast. The speed of her halberd swing is obviously not as fast as Ulysses' abnormal slashing stance. But the crimson halberd exuded a terrifying aura of death. It was the light gathered by countless blood, the red light representing death and killing.
attack! attack! Attack again! Ulysses purely relied on his own endless power of darkness and attacked desperately without considering the burden on his body. It seemed like he would never stop until Leilu's defense in front of him was completely defeated.
attack! attack! Attack again! Ulysses purely relied on his own endless power of darkness and attacked desperately without considering the burden on his body. It seemed like he would never stop until Leilu's defense in front of him was completely defeated.
A battlefield with an entire legion and one man, a battlefield filled with blood and killing.
This is a completely different response method from the oscillation frequency control method just now, and it is also a slightly weaker balance adjustment method. Leilu could no longer control the rhythm easily, which showed that Ulysses' abnormal slashing posture had terrifying power that even he himself could not imagine.
Under the attack of this unreasonable slashing posture, Leilu once again turned to defense. However, compared to the first time Ulysses used his slashing stance, her defense was obviously much more difficult this time.
Then, the brutal war began.
All because Ulysses exploded too fast and unreasonably. That weird slashing gesture would probably make the creators of the Book of Sword Masters speechless.
Such a corps is enough to destroy a country. The combination of various professions is obviously prepared to deal with level seven experts. That can be called luxurious equipment, and it is obviously not something that a normal corps can possess. What's more, there is more than one necromancer wearing black robes in the center of the group of mages.
At the Brave Tournament, the blue-white light that appeared during the decisive battle when the power of the red bride's dress was burned to its peak flashed. Relu, who was originally in a defensive state, gently waved the halberd in her hand, turning the situation around simply.
A battlefield with an entire legion and one man, a battlefield filled with blood and killing.
"Ding! Ding! Ding!" A sound like countless swords, guns, swords and halberds intertwined suddenly burst out, like the sound of countless people fighting desperately on the battlefield. It is difficult to imagine that this is the sound made by the weapons when two people are fighting.
She never looked back or hesitated. From the beginning, Leilu was fighting alone. There will be no partner behind her who can be trusted, and there will be no shield around her to withstand attacks for her. All she can do is wave the halberd in her hand to tear, chop and destroy all the enemies.
All because Ulysses exploded too fast and unreasonably. That weird slashing gesture would probably make the creators of the Book of Sword Masters speechless.
One step, two steps, three steps! It's no longer a slight adjustment, but really forced to retreat. Ulysses's slashing gesture, which made no sense, achieved an extraordinary special effect. Even Leilu could no longer calculate the frequency of his attacks like before and then make such a perfect counterattack.
"Boom!" This is the sound of the weapon being bent and then rebounding.
This is a completely different response method from the oscillation frequency control method just now, and it is also a slightly weaker balance adjustment method. Leilu could no longer control the rhythm easily, which showed that Ulysses' abnormal slashing posture had terrifying power that even he himself could not imagine.
Tearing, piercing, and cutting apart, the halberd was swung, cutting open the bodies of one enemy after another. The enemies swarmed in like a tide, killing them desperately one by one. They who have been blessed with violent mental magic will not know what fear is and what fear is.
"Crack!" This was the sound of cracks appearing on the ground as it could not bear the huge impact and vibration.
However, he forcibly extracted the power of the Abyss Judgment and poured it into his wrists, controlling his hands like a puppet. It can be said that he used this ugly but effective slashing posture without considering his own injury.
Nothing could be seen, the sword was surrounded by infinite darkness. It has neither beauty nor brilliance, just like a clumsy corpse wielding a sword. But the speed is astonishingly fast, just like the wild dance of a crazy puppet - this is the slashing posture of Ulysses, a crazy blade slashed at a crazy speed.
Hands, feet, heads, bodies, all kinds of broken limbs and bright red blood splashed in the air, turning into pieces in the bright red flash, like a doll that had been broken by a child and decomposed.
Ten steps, this is a number that has never appeared in the battle between Leilu and Ulysses. Under Ulysses' crazy slashing stance, Leilu was forced to take ten steps back. Every step back leaves a deep footprint on the ground.
But the person standing in front of Ulysses now is not an ordinary seventh-level strongman. It can even be said that her combat power cannot be limited by the concept of seventh-level strongman.
Controlling the sword with dark magic power without using the power of the body is no longer a human skill, but closer to the dark puppets and undead. Only this kind of warrior, who is not afraid of death and destruction and has long been far away from the living, can use such inhuman skills.
His right hand was cut off, so he used his left hand to grab the weapon; his hands were useless, so he kicked with his feet. Even though half of his body was about to break, he still crawled over crazily, opening his mouth wide and trying to bite someone.
She never looked back or hesitated. From the beginning, Leilu was fighting alone. There will be no partner behind her who can be trusted, and there will be no shield around her to withstand attacks for her. All she can do is wave the halberd in her hand to tear, chop and destroy all the enemies.
Using this unreasonable technique of manipulating his hands with magic power, Ulysses' wrist had already reached its limit. Under normal circumstances, he would not be able to use weapons at all.
"Boom!" This is the sound of the weapon being bent and then rebounding.
"Ding! Ding! Ding!" A sound like countless swords, guns, swords and halberds intertwined suddenly burst out, like the sound of countless people fighting desperately on the battlefield. It is difficult to imagine that this is the sound made by the weapons when two people are fighting.
Under the attack of this unreasonable slashing posture, Leilu once again turned to defense. However, compared to the first time Ulysses used his slashing stance, her defense was obviously much more difficult this time.
A battlefield with an entire legion and one man, a battlefield filled with blood and killing.
That was Leilu's past and her battlefield.
His right hand was cut off, so he used his left hand to grab the weapon; his hands were useless, so he kicked with his feet. Even though half of his body was about to break, he still crawled over crazily, opening his mouth wide and trying to bite someone.
What should we do in the face of such a crazy enemy, such an unscrupulous enemy, such an enemy who wants to put himself to death at all costs
Nothing can stop him! The flame of anger kept burning in his body, and the situation that was on the verge of despair just now made him instinctively feel extremely dangerous. So now, except Leilu, who almost killed him, there is no one else in his eyes, and he cannot seriously think about other things.
"Crack!" This was the sound of cracks appearing on the ground as it could not bear the huge impact and vibration.
Tearing, piercing, and cutting apart, the halberd was swung, cutting open the bodies of one enemy after another. The enemies swarmed in like a tide, killing them desperately one by one. They who have been blessed with violent mental magic will not know what fear is and what fear is.
Tearing, piercing, and cutting apart, the halberd was swung, cutting open the bodies of one enemy after another. The enemies swarmed in like a tide, killing them desperately one by one. They who have been blessed with violent mental magic will not know what fear is and what fear is.
Hands, feet, heads, bodies, all kinds of broken limbs and bright red blood splashed in the air, turning into pieces in the bright red flash, like a doll that had been broken by a child and decomposed.
The color of the halberd became more blood red, and under the large-scale sweep of the halberd, all the enemies that rushed over were torn into pieces.
Among the seventh-level experts, there are almost no people who can take on Ulysses' current slashing posture with pure skills. That counterintuitive slash is not a skill that falls within the scope of human beings at all.
Leilu raised the halberd in her hand and made her choice—sweep.
Leilu was accompanied only by a halberd, a crimson halberd that she carried on her shoulder.
In that light, Ulysses felt that the space and time around him felt unusually distorted. In that light, he saw something unusual.
The two styles are completely different, but they come from the same root of slashing gestures, and they intertwined in an instant.
Tragic, cruel, and ruthless. On such a killing battlefield, all superfluous moves are useless. Only the simplest continuous waving can be used. Use pure power, absolute speed, and exercise pure violence.
Ten steps, this is a number that has never appeared in the battle between Leilu and Ulysses. Under Ulysses' crazy slashing stance, Leilu was forced to take ten steps back. Every step back leaves a deep footprint on the ground.
"Ding! Ding! Ding!" A sound like countless swords, guns, swords and halberds intertwined suddenly burst out, like the sound of countless people fighting desperately on the battlefield. It is difficult to imagine that this is the sound made by the weapons when two people are fighting.
attack! attack! Attack again! Ulysses purely relied on his own endless power of darkness and attacked desperately without considering the burden on his body. It seemed like he would never stop until Leilu's defense in front of him was completely defeated.
Leilu raised the halberd in her hand and made her choice—sweep.
The color of the halberd became more blood red, and under the large-scale sweep of the halberd, all the enemies that rushed over were torn into pieces.
If Relu's slashing gesture was as graceful and gorgeous as beautiful music, then Ulysses's slashing gesture was completely dissonant. Just looking at it gave me an uncomfortable feeling, it didn't look like a move that humans would do.
Use taboo, cruelty, no one can stop it, no one can control it, the simplest and most terrifying power, kill all the enemies without leaving any one behind. Because they won't stop, they can't stop without killing them all.
It was an unstoppable dance, a feast of killing. You can only move forward by stepping on corpses, and you can't move forward without tearing the enemy apart completely. The cycle continues until the last enemy is killed, and only when standing in the sea of corpses can one find rest and relief.
Controlling the sword with dark magic power without using the power of the body is no longer a human skill, but closer to the dark puppets and undead. Only this kind of warrior, who is not afraid of death and destruction and has long been far away from the living, can use such inhuman skills.
There is no skill at all, just a full burst of speed and power. At the cost of losing feeling in his wrist, Ulysses launched an unreasonable slashing gesture that probably the creator had never thought of without considering the consequences.
The two styles are completely different, but they come from the same root of slashing gestures, and they intertwined in an instant.
Exactly the same move, exactly the same activation method, but completely different slashing postures. The blood-like red light and the devouring darkness fiercely collided and confronted each other. The eyes can no longer even see the appearance of the weapons in the hands of the two men, only the area of red and black is left.
Hands, feet, heads, bodies, all kinds of broken limbs and bright red blood splashed in the air, turning into pieces in the bright red flash, like a doll that had been broken by a child and decomposed.
Using this unreasonable technique of manipulating his hands with magic power, Ulysses' wrist had already reached its limit. Under normal circumstances, he would not be able to use weapons at all.
If Relu's slashing gesture was as graceful and gorgeous as beautiful music, then Ulysses's slashing gesture was completely dissonant. Just looking at it gave me an uncomfortable feeling, it didn't look like a move that humans would do.
The color of the halberd became more blood red, and under the large-scale sweep of the halberd, all the enemies that rushed over were torn into pieces.
She never looked back or hesitated. From the beginning, Leilu was fighting alone. There will be no partner behind her who can be trusted, and there will be no shield around her to withstand attacks for her. All she can do is wave the halberd in her hand to tear, chop and destroy all the enemies.
Nothing can stop him! The flame of anger kept burning in his body, and the situation that was on the verge of despair just now made him instinctively feel extremely dangerous. So now, except Leilu, who almost killed him, there is no one else in his eyes, and he cannot seriously think about other things.
The color of the halberd became more blood red, and under the large-scale sweep of the halberd, all the enemies that rushed over were torn into pieces.
However, he forcibly extracted the power of the Abyss Judgment and poured it into his wrists, controlling his hands like a puppet. It can be said that he used this ugly but effective slashing posture without considering his own injury.
Leilu raised the halberd in her hand and made her choice—sweep.
Controlling the sword with dark magic power without using the power of the body is no longer a human skill, but closer to the dark puppets and undead. Only this kind of warrior, who is not afraid of death and destruction and has long been far away from the living, can use such inhuman skills.
"Crack!" This was the sound of cracks appearing on the ground as it could not bear the huge impact and vibration.
There is no skill at all, just a full burst of speed and power. At the cost of losing feeling in his wrist, Ulysses launched an unreasonable slashing gesture that probably the creator had never thought of without considering the consequences.
Tearing, piercing, and cutting apart, the halberd was swung, cutting open the bodies of one enemy after another. The enemies swarmed in like a tide, killing them desperately one by one. They who have been blessed with violent mental magic will not know what fear is and what fear is.
Tragic, cruel, and ruthless. On such a killing battlefield, all superfluous moves are useless. Only the simplest continuous waving can be used. Use pure power, absolute speed, and exercise pure violence.
Evenly matched, different from just now, even different from any time before. In the close confrontation with Leilu, Ulysses was not at a disadvantage for the first time, but this was not without cost.
"Crack!" This was the sound of cracks appearing on the ground as it could not bear the huge impact and vibration.
Then, the brutal war began.
Nothing could be seen, the sword was surrounded by infinite darkness. It has neither beauty nor brilliance, just like a clumsy corpse wielding a sword. But the speed is astonishingly fast, just like the wild dance of a crazy puppet - this is the slashing posture of Ulysses, a crazy blade slashed at a crazy speed.
"Ding! Ding! Ding!" A sound like countless swords, guns, swords and halberds intertwined suddenly burst out, like the sound of countless people fighting desperately on the battlefield. It is difficult to imagine that this is the sound made by the weapons when two people are fighting.
Tearing, piercing, and cutting apart, the halberd was swung, cutting open the bodies of one enemy after another. The enemies swarmed in like a tide, killing them desperately one by one. They who have been blessed with violent mental magic will not know what fear is and what fear is.
Use taboo, cruelty, no one can stop it, no one can control it, the simplest and most terrifying power, kill all the enemies without leaving any one behind. Because they won't stop, they can't stop without killing them all.
Among the seventh-level experts, there are almost no people who can take on Ulysses' current slashing posture with pure skills. That counterintuitive slash is not a skill that falls within the scope of human beings at all.
Controlling the sword with dark magic power without using the power of the body is no longer a human skill, but closer to the dark puppets and undead. Only this kind of warrior, who is not afraid of death and destruction and has long been far away from the living, can use such inhuman skills.
Hands, feet, heads, bodies, all kinds of broken limbs and bright red blood splashed in the air, turning into pieces in the bright red flash, like a doll that had been broken by a child and decomposed.
Leilu was accompanied only by a halberd, a crimson halberd that she carried on her shoulder.
Nothing could be seen, the sword was surrounded by infinite darkness. It has neither beauty nor brilliance, just like a clumsy corpse wielding a sword. But the speed is astonishingly fast, just like the wild dance of a crazy puppet - this is the slashing posture of Ulysses, a crazy blade slashed at a crazy speed.
She never looked back or hesitated. From the beginning, Leilu was fighting alone. There will be no partner behind her who can be trusted, and there will be no shield around her to withstand attacks for her. All she can do is wave the halberd in her hand to tear, chop and destroy all the enemies.
It was an unstoppable dance, a feast of killing. You can only move forward by stepping on corpses, and you can't move forward without tearing the enemy apart completely. The cycle continues until the last enemy is killed, and only when standing in the sea of corpses can one find rest and relief.
Leilu raised the halberd in her hand and made her choice—sweep.
Such a corps is enough to destroy a country. The combination of various professions is obviously prepared to deal with level seven experts. That can be called luxurious equipment, and it is obviously not something that a normal corps can possess. What's more, there is more than one necromancer wearing black robes in the center of the group of mages.
Hands, feet, heads, bodies, all kinds of broken limbs and bright red blood splashed in the air, turning into pieces in the bright red flash, like a doll that had been broken by a child and decomposed.