This is the path Leilu has walked, the world seen through the eyes of a girl. Ulysses didn't know what she really saw in that war. She only saw the back figure of her wielding her halberd and slashing open the last enemy's body at the end.
And now, Ulysses began to feel that terror too.
He has found his own laws, and can even begin to distort the laws of the world. The person who rules the peak of the world is a ninth-level powerhouse.
That terrifying crimson halberd seemed to ignore all resistance around it, drawing a domineering trajectory, sweeping again and again, rotating again and again, and Ulysses had to guard against and retreat with every blow. .
Mark of Darkness, Dragon-Slaying Sword, Dragon King's Flight, Infinity Blade, one after another powerful moves flashed through Ulysses' mind, and he could use his own powerful strength to suppress Leilu's moves.
Behind her were corpses, lots of corpses. Corpses whose original shapes could not even be discerned were piled up one after another like a hill. On this cruel battlefield, Leilu's bright red eyes, her body that didn't look particularly strong, and her two long strands of red hair that were flying freely had a kind of frightening beauty.
That time in the underground temple of despair, the realm that Ulysses had experienced slightly was now clearer. It was the feeling of killing everything with every move of one's hands and crossing the line of death with a normal heart. To Leilu, this seemed as natural as breathing.
Behind her were corpses, lots of corpses. Corpses whose original shapes could not even be discerned were piled up one after another like a hill. On this cruel battlefield, Leilu's bright red eyes, her body that didn't look particularly strong, and her two long strands of red hair that were flying freely had a kind of frightening beauty.
It was incredibly terrifying. Standing alone among the countless corpses, she looked like a demon or a ghost.
But after entering her attack range, Ulysses couldn't find any way to resist. The huge gap in basic skills, the lack of combat experience, and Leilu's unparalleled magical skills that contain a trace of the power of law truly pushed him into an unimaginable desperate situation.
And Leilu, whose power accumulation has not reached level eight, has already obtained the key, the key to the top of the world.
And now, Ulysses began to feel that terror too.
Under the entanglement of blue-white light, the halberd in Leilu's hand wielded a terrifying power that was completely different from before. No matter how he defended or slashed, he could not block the dark red halberd that looked like a ghost.
Anger, arrogance, hatred, and more terrible negative emotions enveloped Ulysses, and then appeared directly in the most specific form on the Abyss Judgment in his hand.
A huge gap, a gap that is almost irreparable. Leilu's attack power is not stronger than that of the Zerg Destroyer, nor is her destructive power greater than Rasha, who possesses the Dragon King's Destruction Sword, and her explosive power cannot be compared with Nobel, who possesses the King of Destruction. Even until now, her attack power has not exceeded the limit of level seven, but she uses continuous dance attacks that reach the upper limit with every hit.
Not to mention the moves that require preparation time, even a simple swing of the sword, the current Ulysses can't do it smoothly. He even felt that as long as his movements stopped for a moment, the crimson halberd would tear him into pieces.
That terrifying crimson halberd seemed to ignore all resistance around it, drawing a domineering trajectory, sweeping again and again, rotating again and again, and Ulysses had to guard against and retreat with every blow. .
The moment Leilu launched this unparalleled skill, the space around her was obviously abnormal, and time seemed to slow down all of a sudden.
He doesn't even have the key to a higher world like Leilu, who can find it without practicing. Every step and every swing carries the power of some rules of this world.
Integrating the body into heaven and earth, the spirit and body are perfectly unified. There is no hesitation or stagnation, showing one's power in line with the laws of the world. What Leilu opened was the door directly to the highest realm on the spiritual level, the mysterious door that countless eighth-level experts never saw until their death, the door that began to touch the edge of a certain law.
Integrating the body into heaven and earth, the spirit and body are perfectly unified. There is no hesitation or stagnation, showing one's power in line with the laws of the world. What Leilu opened was the door directly to the highest realm on the spiritual level, the mysterious door that countless eighth-level experts never saw until their death, the door that began to touch the edge of a certain law.
Under the entanglement of blue-white light, the halberd in Leilu's hand wielded a terrifying power that was completely different from before. No matter how he defended or slashed, he could not block the dark red halberd that looked like a ghost.
He has found his own laws, and can even begin to distort the laws of the world. The person who rules the peak of the world is a ninth-level powerhouse.
Those who have trained their strength to the peak, reached the pinnacle in a certain field, and begun to search for the laws of the world are eighth-level experts.
Anger, arrogance, hatred, and more terrible negative emotions enveloped Ulysses, and then appeared directly in the most specific form on the Abyss Judgment in his hand.
Ulysses could even clearly see that his slashing posture, which was already several times faster than the speed of sound, turned into slow motion. Even ordinary people could clearly see the slow motion slash and then dodge it with his eyes closed.
Back up, back up, back up! Ulysses could no longer find any weaknesses in Leilu, and could not even capture any of her attack tracks. Whether it was with his eyes or intuition, Leilu's attack had exceeded the range he could judge.
It was incredibly terrifying. Standing alone among the countless corpses, she looked like a demon or a ghost.
He doesn't have the terrifying talent of Leilu, who can't use such a traceless continuous dance attack; he doesn't have the rich combat experience of Leilu, who seems to find the opponent's weakness as soon as he strikes; he only needs to take a look at the opponent's attack, and You can copy it intact.
Under the terrible oppression, Ulysses' body suddenly trembled unnaturally. Under his feet, a layer of dark black light waves floated like the sea surface.
Already, there is no way to control it.
Under the entanglement of blue-white light, the halberd in Leilu's hand wielded a terrifying power that was completely different from before. No matter how he defended or slashed, he could not block the dark red halberd that looked like a ghost.
And now, Ulysses began to feel that terror too.
Unable to fly or turn around, Ulysses couldn't even mount a truly effective defense in front of the crimson halberd waving towards him. Even if he uses all his strength to swing the Abyss Judgment in his hand, it will undoubtedly be bounced away when encountering the halberd swung with a perfect trajectory.
A huge gap, a gap that is almost irreparable. Leilu's attack power is not stronger than that of the Zerg Destroyer, nor is her destructive power greater than Rasha, who possesses the Dragon King's Destruction Sword, and her explosive power cannot be compared with Nobel, who possesses the King of Destruction. Even until now, her attack power has not exceeded the limit of level seven, but she uses continuous dance attacks that reach the upper limit with every hit.
Back up, back up, keep backing up! Different from the slashing stance, Ulysses could no longer see through any of Leilu's attack trajectories. The halberd that was swung over followed a simple and natural trajectory with every strike, but there was no warning before the attack. No matter whether it was the trembling of the shoulders or the eyes, no prediction could be made.
Back up, back up, keep backing up! Different from the slashing stance, Ulysses could no longer see through any of Leilu's attack trajectories. The halberd that was swung over followed a simple and natural trajectory with every strike, but there was no warning before the attack. No matter whether it was the trembling of the shoulders or the eyes, no prediction could be made.
That is a realm that a seventh-level powerhouse cannot even conceptualize. It is no longer a world that can be entered by relying solely on the accumulation of strength. Leilu's unparalleled skills have long exceeded the highest realm that a seventh-level expert can enter, and are not even a realm that an eighth-level expert can comprehend.
Ulysses could even clearly see that his slashing posture, which was already several times faster than the speed of sound, turned into slow motion. Even ordinary people could clearly see the slow motion slash and then dodge it with his eyes closed.
It was incredibly terrifying. Standing alone among the countless corpses, she looked like a demon or a ghost.
Leilu's beautiful long red hair crossed Ulysses' face several times, bringing Leilu's soft hair fragrance. But this also means that Leilu's halberd has come so close to Ulysses, so close that he will be completely defeated if his defense fails once.
Ulysses could even clearly see that his slashing posture, which was already several times faster than the speed of sound, turned into slow motion. Even ordinary people could clearly see the slow motion slash and then dodge it with his eyes closed.
Under the terrible oppression, Ulysses' body suddenly trembled unnaturally. Under his feet, a layer of dark black light waves floated like the sea surface.
Ulysses could even clearly see that his slashing posture, which was already several times faster than the speed of sound, turned into slow motion. Even ordinary people could clearly see the slow motion slash and then dodge it with his eyes closed.
Every dance posture is a movement that is carried out after the perfect unity of mind and body. The dreamy realm of sword skills recorded in the Book of Sword Masters is vividly reflected in Leilu. Countless swordsmen trained hard and even sacrificed everything to pursue this state. Leilu achieved it without any effort at all.
There is no magnificence in the slashing posture, as if the slashing posture used just now - this magic skill recorded in the ancient sword master's book is just a casual pastime for Relu. She still followed her own pace, still used that calm and even careless expression, driving Ulysses to a dead end step by step.
This is Leilu's ghostly posture, this is the unparalleled dance of red tears, a magical skill that Ulysses had seen once before in the Temple of Despair underground in Winter Town. But he never thought that one day he would directly face it and be cornered by it.
Under the entanglement of blue-white light, the halberd in Leilu's hand wielded a terrifying power that was completely different from before. No matter how he defended or slashed, he could not block the dark red halberd that looked like a ghost.
This is Leilu's ghostly posture, this is the unparalleled dance of red tears, a magical skill that Ulysses had seen once before in the Temple of Despair underground in Winter Town. But he never thought that one day he would directly face it and be cornered by it.
And Leilu, whose power accumulation has not reached level eight, has already obtained the key, the key to the top of the world.
He has found his own laws, and can even begin to distort the laws of the world. The person who rules the peak of the world is a ninth-level powerhouse.
The opponent's advantages are maximized, while one's own advantages are suppressed to the lowest point. What Ulysses faced was such a cruel and ruthless situation.
He doesn't have the terrifying talent of Leilu, who can't use such a traceless continuous dance attack; he doesn't have the rich combat experience of Leilu, who seems to find the opponent's weakness as soon as he strikes; he only needs to take a look at the opponent's attack, and You can copy it intact.
Breaking through one's own limits and beginning to master one's own hidden power, those who use the Noble Phantasm are seventh-level powerhouses.
But after entering her attack range, Ulysses couldn't find any way to resist. The huge gap in basic skills, the lack of combat experience, and Leilu's unparalleled magical skills that contain a trace of the power of law truly pushed him into an unimaginable desperate situation.
That terrifying crimson halberd seemed to ignore all resistance around it, drawing a domineering trajectory, sweeping again and again, rotating again and again, and Ulysses had to guard against and retreat with every blow. .
Under the terrible oppression, Ulysses' body suddenly trembled unnaturally. Under his feet, a layer of dark black light waves floated like the sea surface.
A huge gap, a gap that is almost irreparable. Leilu's attack power is not stronger than that of the Zerg Destroyer, nor is her destructive power greater than Rasha, who possesses the Dragon King's Destruction Sword, and her explosive power cannot be compared with Nobel, who possesses the King of Destruction. Even until now, her attack power has not exceeded the limit of level seven, but she uses continuous dance attacks that reach the upper limit with every hit.
He has found his own laws, and can even begin to distort the laws of the world. The person who rules the peak of the world is a ninth-level powerhouse.
Mark of Darkness, Dragon-Slaying Sword, Dragon King's Flight, Infinity Blade, one after another powerful moves flashed through Ulysses' mind, and he could use his own powerful strength to suppress Leilu's moves.
However, he has something even more terrifying, something that is not of this world.
Obviously his slashing speed was much faster than Leilu, but when Abyss Judgment struck the halberd, it couldn't cut down at all and was directly bounced away. He couldn't even block Lelu's movement and stop her swing for even a hundredth of a second.
And Leilu, whose power accumulation has not reached level eight, has already obtained the key, the key to the top of the world.
"..." Leilu seemed to notice something, but she didn't show any particular expression of concern. Still continuing that smooth continuous dance, the infinite continuous dance pushed Ulysses step by step deeper into despair.
Back up, back up, keep backing up! Different from the slashing stance, Ulysses could no longer see through any of Leilu's attack trajectories. The halberd that was swung over followed a simple and natural trajectory with every strike, but there was no warning before the attack. No matter whether it was the trembling of the shoulders or the eyes, no prediction could be made.
That time in the underground temple of despair, the realm that Ulysses had experienced slightly was now clearer. It was the feeling of killing everything with every move of one's hands and crossing the line of death with a normal heart. To Leilu, this seemed as natural as breathing.
Under the terrible oppression, Ulysses' body suddenly trembled unnaturally. Under his feet, a layer of dark black light waves floated like the sea surface.
Behind her were corpses, lots of corpses. Corpses whose original shapes could not even be discerned were piled up one after another like a hill. On this cruel battlefield, Leilu's bright red eyes, her body that didn't look particularly strong, and her two long strands of red hair that were flying freely had a kind of frightening beauty.
It was an unstoppable, unbreakable feeling. Relu, shrouded in bluish-white light, destroyed and destroyed everything like a ghost coming out of a nightmare. That crimson halberd was the terrifying manifestation of the ghosts and gods' intentions.
Those who have trained their strength to the peak, reached the pinnacle in a certain field, and begun to search for the laws of the world are eighth-level experts.
That feeling has gone beyond the limitations of simple levels. In other words, it is simply not a state that can be reached at the seventh level.
Under the terrible oppression, Ulysses' body suddenly trembled unnaturally. Under his feet, a layer of dark black light waves floated like the sea surface.
That time in the underground temple of despair, the realm that Ulysses had experienced slightly was now clearer. It was the feeling of killing everything with every move of one's hands and crossing the line of death with a normal heart. To Leilu, this seemed as natural as breathing.
He doesn't have the terrifying talent of Leilu, who can't use such a traceless continuous dance attack; he doesn't have the rich combat experience of Leilu, who seems to find the opponent's weakness as soon as he strikes; he only needs to take a look at the opponent's attack, and You can copy it intact.
Once, twice, and three times, the crimson halberd, wrapped with bluish-white light, passed by Ulysses more than once. Each time he got closer to him, even though he had exhausted all methods to get out of the attack range of the halberd, but this was an impossible task.
Not to mention the moves that require preparation time, even a simple swing of the sword, the current Ulysses can't do it smoothly. He even felt that as long as his movements stopped for a moment, the crimson halberd would tear him into pieces.
Every dance posture is a movement that is carried out after the perfect unity of mind and body. The dreamy realm of sword skills recorded in the Book of Sword Masters is vividly reflected in Leilu. Countless swordsmen trained hard and even sacrificed everything to pursue this state. Leilu achieved it without any effort at all.
That feeling has gone beyond the limitations of simple levels. In other words, it is simply not a state that can be reached at the seventh level.
And the more this happens, the more unimaginable this situation is, as if he will be killed in the next moment, the more angry Ulysses becomes, the more the darkness around him boils, like a volcano burning fiercely. Like magma.
Leilu's beautiful long red hair crossed Ulysses' face several times, bringing Leilu's soft hair fragrance. But this also means that Leilu's halberd has come so close to Ulysses, so close that he will be completely defeated if his defense fails once.
A huge gap, a gap that is almost irreparable. Leilu's attack power is not stronger than that of the Zerg Destroyer, nor is her destructive power greater than Rasha, who possesses the Dragon King's Destruction Sword, and her explosive power cannot be compared with Nobel, who possesses the King of Destruction. Even until now, her attack power has not exceeded the limit of level seven, but she uses continuous dance attacks that reach the upper limit with every hit.
And the more this happens, the more unimaginable this situation is, as if he will be killed in the next moment, the more angry Ulysses becomes, the more the darkness around him boils, like a volcano burning fiercely. Like magma.
Relu, who has the name of a ghost and a god, showed off her strongest posture in front of Ulysses, as if she was dancing, dancing a gorgeous and beautiful dance of the feast of killing. When she started this gorgeous unparalleled dance, everything became simple in front of her.
Under the terrible oppression, Ulysses' body suddenly trembled unnaturally. Under his feet, a layer of dark black light waves floated like the sea surface.
Under the terrible oppression, Ulysses' body suddenly trembled unnaturally. Under his feet, a layer of dark black light waves floated like the sea surface.
Bright black and white clothes, healthy wheat-colored skin, casual red eyes, and two strands of long red hair fluttering together with the halberd. Leilu didn't seem to be fighting Ulysses, but just dancing alone, performing a terrifying yet beautiful unparalleled dance.
Those who have trained their strength to the peak, reached the pinnacle in a certain field, and begun to search for the laws of the world are eighth-level experts.
Unable to fly or turn around, Ulysses couldn't even mount a truly effective defense in front of the crimson halberd waving towards him. Even if he uses all his strength to swing the Abyss Judgment in his hand, it will undoubtedly be bounced away when encountering the halberd swung with a perfect trajectory.
A huge gap, a gap that is almost irreparable. Leilu's attack power is not stronger than that of the Zerg Destroyer, nor is her destructive power greater than Rasha, who possesses the Dragon King's Destruction Sword, and her explosive power cannot be compared with Nobel, who possesses the King of Destruction. Even until now, her attack power has not exceeded the limit of level seven, but she uses continuous dance attacks that reach the upper limit with every hit.
Every dance posture is a movement that is carried out after the perfect unity of mind and body. The dreamy realm of sword skills recorded in the Book of Sword Masters is vividly reflected in Leilu. Countless swordsmen trained hard and even sacrificed everything to pursue this state. Leilu achieved it without any effort at all.
With just a simple and direct close-range dance, Leilu blocked Ulysses' terrifying attack that even the top eighth-level powerhouses did not dare to underestimate. It can be said that Leilu's attack is exactly the type that completely restrains all the advantages of Ulysses. Under her attack, Ulysses didn't even have the chance to unleash the power of darkness and perform the Dragon Killing Destruction Sword Style, let alone using Dark Trace, a move that requires a large amount of energy.
"..." Leilu seemed to notice something, but she didn't show any particular expression of concern. Still continuing that smooth continuous dance, the infinite continuous dance pushed Ulysses step by step deeper into despair.
Then, darkness that was bigger and deeper than ever before burst out from his body and sword without warning.
The moment Leilu launched this unparalleled skill, the space around her was obviously abnormal, and time seemed to slow down all of a sudden.
Under the terrible oppression, Ulysses' body suddenly trembled unnaturally. Under his feet, a layer of dark black light waves floated like the sea surface.
There's no doubt that her key is named "Kill."
Bright black and white clothes, healthy wheat-colored skin, casual red eyes, and two strands of long red hair fluttering together with the halberd. Leilu didn't seem to be fighting Ulysses, but just dancing alone, performing a terrifying yet beautiful unparalleled dance.
Mark of Darkness, Dragon-Slaying Sword, Dragon King's Flight, Infinity Blade, one after another powerful moves flashed through Ulysses' mind, and he could use his own powerful strength to suppress Leilu's moves.
That is a realm that a seventh-level powerhouse cannot even conceptualize. It is no longer a world that can be entered by relying solely on the accumulation of strength. Leilu's unparalleled skills have long exceeded the highest realm that a seventh-level expert can enter, and are not even a realm that an eighth-level expert can comprehend.
It was incredibly terrifying. Standing alone among the countless corpses, she looked like a demon or a ghost.
"..." Leilu seemed to notice something, but she didn't show any particular expression of concern. Still continuing that smooth continuous dance, the infinite continuous dance pushed Ulysses step by step deeper into despair.
Ulysses could even clearly see that his slashing posture, which was already several times faster than the speed of sound, turned into slow motion. Even ordinary people could clearly see the slow motion slash and then dodge it with his eyes closed.
He doesn't even have the key to a higher world like Leilu, who can find it without practicing. Every step and every swing carries the power of some rules of this world.
Ulysses could even clearly see that his slashing posture, which was already several times faster than the speed of sound, turned into slow motion. Even ordinary people could clearly see the slow motion slash and then dodge it with his eyes closed.
Integrating the body into heaven and earth, the spirit and body are perfectly unified. There is no hesitation or stagnation, showing one's power in line with the laws of the world. What Leilu opened was the door directly to the highest realm on the spiritual level, the mysterious door that countless eighth-level experts never saw until their death, the door that began to touch the edge of a certain law.
That feeling has gone beyond the limitations of simple levels. In other words, it is simply not a state that can be reached at the seventh level.
A huge gap, a gap that is almost irreparable. Leilu's attack power is not stronger than that of the Zerg Destroyer, nor is her destructive power greater than Rasha, who possesses the Dragon King's Destruction Sword, and her explosive power cannot be compared with Nobel, who possesses the King of Destruction. Even until now, her attack power has not exceeded the limit of level seven, but she uses continuous dance attacks that reach the upper limit with every hit.
Leilu's beautiful long red hair crossed Ulysses' face several times, bringing Leilu's soft hair fragrance. But this also means that Leilu's halberd has come so close to Ulysses, so close that he will be completely defeated if his defense fails once.
Relu, who has the name of a ghost and a god, showed off her strongest posture in front of Ulysses, as if she was dancing, dancing a gorgeous and beautiful dance of the feast of killing. When she started this gorgeous unparalleled dance, everything became simple in front of her.
That is a realm that a seventh-level powerhouse cannot even conceptualize. It is no longer a world that can be entered by relying solely on the accumulation of strength. Leilu's unparalleled skills have long exceeded the highest realm that a seventh-level expert can enter, and are not even a realm that an eighth-level expert can comprehend.
Already, there is no way to control it.
There is no magnificence in the slashing posture, as if the slashing posture used just now - this magic skill recorded in the ancient sword master's book is just a casual pastime for Relu. She still followed her own pace, still used that calm and even careless expression, driving Ulysses to a dead end step by step.
It was an unstoppable, unbreakable feeling. Relu, shrouded in bluish-white light, destroyed and destroyed everything like a ghost coming out of a nightmare. That crimson halberd was the terrifying manifestation of the ghosts and gods' intentions.
Breaking through one's own limits and beginning to master one's own hidden power, those who use the Noble Phantasm are seventh-level powerhouses.
Then, darkness that was bigger and deeper than ever before burst out from his body and sword without warning.
This is the path Leilu has walked, the world seen through the eyes of a girl. Ulysses didn't know what she really saw in that war. She only saw the back figure of her wielding her halberd and slashing open the last enemy's body at the end.
This is the path Leilu has walked, the world seen through the eyes of a girl. Ulysses didn't know what she really saw in that war. She only saw the back figure of her wielding her halberd and slashing open the last enemy's body at the end.
Those who have trained their strength to the peak, reached the pinnacle in a certain field, and begun to search for the laws of the world are eighth-level experts.
Then, darkness that was bigger and deeper than ever before burst out from his body and sword without warning.
There's no doubt that her key is named "Kill."
Back up, back up, back up! Ulysses could no longer find any weaknesses in Leilu, and could not even capture any of her attack tracks. Whether it was with his eyes or intuition, Leilu's attack had exceeded the range he could judge.
He has found his own laws, and can even begin to distort the laws of the world. The person who rules the peak of the world is a ninth-level powerhouse.
He doesn't have the terrifying talent of Leilu, who can't use such a traceless continuous dance attack; he doesn't have the rich combat experience of Leilu, who seems to find the opponent's weakness as soon as he strikes; he only needs to take a look at the opponent's attack, and You can copy it intact.
Back up, back up, back up! Ulysses could no longer find any weaknesses in Leilu, and could not even capture any of her attack tracks. Whether it was with his eyes or intuition, Leilu's attack had exceeded the range he could judge.
That time in the underground temple of despair, the realm that Ulysses had experienced slightly was now clearer. It was the feeling of killing everything with every move of one's hands and crossing the line of death with a normal heart. To Leilu, this seemed as natural as breathing.
Ulysses could even clearly see that his slashing posture, which was already several times faster than the speed of sound, turned into slow motion. Even ordinary people could clearly see the slow motion slash and then dodge it with his eyes closed.
This is Leilu's ghostly posture, this is the unparalleled dance of red tears, a magical skill that Ulysses had seen once before in the Temple of Despair underground in Winter Town. But he never thought that one day he would directly face it and be cornered by it.
And now, Ulysses began to feel that terror too.
That feeling has gone beyond the limitations of simple levels. In other words, it is simply not a state that can be reached at the seventh level.
And Leilu, whose power accumulation has not reached level eight, has already obtained the key, the key to the top of the world.
And now, Ulysses began to feel that terror too.
Breaking through one's own limits and beginning to master one's own hidden power, those who use the Noble Phantasm are seventh-level powerhouses.
There's no doubt that her key is named "Kill."
A huge gap, a gap that is almost irreparable. Leilu's attack power is not stronger than that of the Zerg Destroyer, nor is her destructive power greater than Rasha, who possesses the Dragon King's Destruction Sword, and her explosive power cannot be compared with Nobel, who possesses the King of Destruction. Even until now, her attack power has not exceeded the limit of level seven, but she uses continuous dance attacks that reach the upper limit with every hit.
But after entering her attack range, Ulysses couldn't find any way to resist. The huge gap in basic skills, the lack of combat experience, and Leilu's unparalleled magical skills that contain a trace of the power of law truly pushed him into an unimaginable desperate situation.
However, he has something even more terrifying, something that is not of this world.
The opponent's advantages are maximized, while one's own advantages are suppressed to the lowest point. What Ulysses faced was such a cruel and ruthless situation.
The moment Leilu launched this unparalleled skill, the space around her was obviously abnormal, and time seemed to slow down all of a sudden.
Back up, back up, back up! Ulysses could no longer find any weaknesses in Leilu, and could not even capture any of her attack tracks. Whether it was with his eyes or intuition, Leilu's attack had exceeded the range he could judge.
Under the entanglement of blue-white light, the halberd in Leilu's hand wielded a terrifying power that was completely different from before. No matter how he defended or slashed, he could not block the dark red halberd that looked like a ghost.
And now, Ulysses began to feel that terror too.
But after entering her attack range, Ulysses couldn't find any way to resist. The huge gap in basic skills, the lack of combat experience, and Leilu's unparalleled magical skills that contain a trace of the power of law truly pushed him into an unimaginable desperate situation.
Once, twice, and three times, the crimson halberd, wrapped with bluish-white light, passed by Ulysses more than once. Each time he got closer to him, even though he had exhausted all methods to get out of the attack range of the halberd, but this was an impossible task.
It was an unstoppable, unbreakable feeling. Relu, shrouded in bluish-white light, destroyed and destroyed everything like a ghost coming out of a nightmare. That crimson halberd was the terrifying manifestation of the ghosts and gods' intentions.
In Ulysses' deep black eyes, an even colder golden light emerged, reflecting in Leilu's eyes.
Already, there is no way to control it.
There's no doubt that her key is named "Kill."
Anger, arrogance, hatred, and more terrible negative emotions enveloped Ulysses, and then appeared directly in the most specific form on the Abyss Judgment in his hand.
He doesn't have the terrifying talent of Leilu, who can't use such a traceless continuous dance attack; he doesn't have the rich combat experience of Leilu, who seems to find the opponent's weakness as soon as he strikes; he only needs to take a look at the opponent's attack, and You can copy it intact.
Anger, arrogance, hatred, and more terrible negative emotions enveloped Ulysses, and then appeared directly in the most specific form on the Abyss Judgment in his hand.
It was an unstoppable, unbreakable feeling. Relu, shrouded in bluish-white light, destroyed and destroyed everything like a ghost coming out of a nightmare. That crimson halberd was the terrifying manifestation of the ghosts and gods' intentions.
Unable to fly or turn around, Ulysses couldn't even mount a truly effective defense in front of the crimson halberd waving towards him. Even if he uses all his strength to swing the Abyss Judgment in his hand, it will undoubtedly be bounced away when encountering the halberd swung with a perfect trajectory.
With just a simple and direct close-range dance, Leilu blocked Ulysses' terrifying attack that even the top eighth-level powerhouses did not dare to underestimate. It can be said that Leilu's attack is exactly the type that completely restrains all the advantages of Ulysses. Under her attack, Ulysses didn't even have the chance to unleash the power of darkness and perform the Dragon Killing Destruction Sword Style, let alone using Dark Trace, a move that requires a large amount of energy.
He doesn't have the terrifying talent of Leilu, who can't use such a traceless continuous dance attack; he doesn't have the rich combat experience of Leilu, who seems to find the opponent's weakness as soon as he strikes; he only needs to take a look at the opponent's attack, and You can copy it intact.
It was incredibly terrifying. Standing alone among the countless corpses, she looked like a demon or a ghost.
That feeling has gone beyond the limitations of simple levels. In other words, it is simply not a state that can be reached at the seventh level.
A huge gap, a gap that is almost irreparable. Leilu's attack power is not stronger than that of the Zerg Destroyer, nor is her destructive power greater than Rasha, who possesses the Dragon King's Destruction Sword, and her explosive power cannot be compared with Nobel, who possesses the King of Destruction. Even until now, her attack power has not exceeded the limit of level seven, but she uses continuous dance attacks that reach the upper limit with every hit.
And now, Ulysses began to feel that terror too.
Those who have trained their strength to the peak, reached the pinnacle in a certain field, and begun to search for the laws of the world are eighth-level experts.
The opponent's advantages are maximized, while one's own advantages are suppressed to the lowest point. What Ulysses faced was such a cruel and ruthless situation.
Behind her were corpses, lots of corpses. Corpses whose original shapes could not even be discerned were piled up one after another like a hill. On this cruel battlefield, Leilu's bright red eyes, her body that didn't look particularly strong, and her two long strands of red hair that were flying freely had a kind of frightening beauty.
Anger, arrogance, hatred, and more terrible negative emotions enveloped Ulysses, and then appeared directly in the most specific form on the Abyss Judgment in his hand.
But after entering her attack range, Ulysses couldn't find any way to resist. The huge gap in basic skills, the lack of combat experience, and Leilu's unparalleled magical skills that contain a trace of the power of law truly pushed him into an unimaginable desperate situation.
And Leilu, whose power accumulation has not reached level eight, has already obtained the key, the key to the top of the world.
Obviously his slashing speed was much faster than Leilu, but when Abyss Judgment struck the halberd, it couldn't cut down at all and was directly bounced away. He couldn't even block Lelu's movement and stop her swing for even a hundredth of a second.
The moment Leilu launched this unparalleled skill, the space around her was obviously abnormal, and time seemed to slow down all of a sudden.
He doesn't even have the key to a higher world like Leilu, who can find it without practicing. Every step and every swing carries the power of some rules of this world.
That feeling has gone beyond the limitations of simple levels. In other words, it is simply not a state that can be reached at the seventh level.
That terrifying crimson halberd seemed to ignore all resistance around it, drawing a domineering trajectory, sweeping again and again, rotating again and again, and Ulysses had to guard against and retreat with every blow. .
It was an unstoppable, unbreakable feeling. Relu, shrouded in bluish-white light, destroyed and destroyed everything like a ghost coming out of a nightmare. That crimson halberd was the terrifying manifestation of the ghosts and gods' intentions.
"..." Leilu seemed to notice something, but she didn't show any particular expression of concern. Still continuing that smooth continuous dance, the infinite continuous dance pushed Ulysses step by step deeper into despair.
Not to mention the moves that require preparation time, even a simple swing of the sword, the current Ulysses can't do it smoothly. He even felt that as long as his movements stopped for a moment, the crimson halberd would tear him into pieces.
Not to mention the moves that require preparation time, even a simple swing of the sword, the current Ulysses can't do it smoothly. He even felt that as long as his movements stopped for a moment, the crimson halberd would tear him into pieces.
However, he has something even more terrifying, something that is not of this world.
Mark of Darkness, Dragon-Slaying Sword, Dragon King's Flight, Infinity Blade, one after another powerful moves flashed through Ulysses' mind, and he could use his own powerful strength to suppress Leilu's moves.
And the more this happens, the more unimaginable this situation is, as if he will be killed in the next moment, the more angry Ulysses becomes, the more the darkness around him boils, like a volcano burning fiercely. Like magma.
Back up, back up, back up! Ulysses could no longer find any weaknesses in Leilu, and could not even capture any of her attack tracks. Whether it was with his eyes or intuition, Leilu's attack had exceeded the range he could judge.
The opponent's advantages are maximized, while one's own advantages are suppressed to the lowest point. What Ulysses faced was such a cruel and ruthless situation.
Under the terrible oppression, Ulysses' body suddenly trembled unnaturally. Under his feet, a layer of dark black light waves floated like the sea surface.
However, none of them could be established, and Leilu would not give him that kind of preparation time.
Relu, who has the name of a ghost and a god, showed off her strongest posture in front of Ulysses, as if she was dancing, dancing a gorgeous and beautiful dance of the feast of killing. When she started this gorgeous unparalleled dance, everything became simple in front of her.
In Ulysses' deep black eyes, an even colder golden light emerged, reflecting in Leilu's eyes.
Breaking through one's own limits and beginning to master one's own hidden power, those who use the Noble Phantasm are seventh-level powerhouses.
And the more this happens, the more unimaginable this situation is, as if he will be killed in the next moment, the more angry Ulysses becomes, the more the darkness around him boils, like a volcano burning fiercely. Like magma.
Not to mention the moves that require preparation time, even a simple swing of the sword, the current Ulysses can't do it smoothly. He even felt that as long as his movements stopped for a moment, the crimson halberd would tear him into pieces.
With just a simple and direct close-range dance, Leilu blocked Ulysses' terrifying attack that even the top eighth-level powerhouses did not dare to underestimate. It can be said that Leilu's attack is exactly the type that completely restrains all the advantages of Ulysses. Under her attack, Ulysses didn't even have the chance to unleash the power of darkness and perform the Dragon Killing Destruction Sword Style, let alone using Dark Trace, a move that requires a large amount of energy.
Integrating the body into heaven and earth, the spirit and body are perfectly unified. There is no hesitation or stagnation, showing one's power in line with the laws of the world. What Leilu opened was the door directly to the highest realm on the spiritual level, the mysterious door that countless eighth-level experts never saw until their death, the door that began to touch the edge of a certain law.
Unable to fly or turn around, Ulysses couldn't even mount a truly effective defense in front of the crimson halberd waving towards him. Even if he uses all his strength to swing the Abyss Judgment in his hand, it will undoubtedly be bounced away when encountering the halberd swung with a perfect trajectory.
Integrating the body into heaven and earth, the spirit and body are perfectly unified. There is no hesitation or stagnation, showing one's power in line with the laws of the world. What Leilu opened was the door directly to the highest realm on the spiritual level, the mysterious door that countless eighth-level experts never saw until their death, the door that began to touch the edge of a certain law.
In Ulysses' deep black eyes, an even colder golden light emerged, reflecting in Leilu's eyes.
The opponent's advantages are maximized, while one's own advantages are suppressed to the lowest point. What Ulysses faced was such a cruel and ruthless situation.
Back up, back up, keep backing up! Different from the slashing stance, Ulysses could no longer see through any of Leilu's attack trajectories. The halberd that was swung over followed a simple and natural trajectory with every strike, but there was no warning before the attack. No matter whether it was the trembling of the shoulders or the eyes, no prediction could be made.
That feeling has gone beyond the limitations of simple levels. In other words, it is simply not a state that can be reached at the seventh level.
Every dance posture is a movement that is carried out after the perfect unity of mind and body. The dreamy realm of sword skills recorded in the Book of Sword Masters is vividly reflected in Leilu. Countless swordsmen trained hard and even sacrificed everything to pursue this state. Leilu achieved it without any effort at all.
The opponent's advantages are maximized, while one's own advantages are suppressed to the lowest point. What Ulysses faced was such a cruel and ruthless situation.
The opponent's advantages are maximized, while one's own advantages are suppressed to the lowest point. What Ulysses faced was such a cruel and ruthless situation.
"..." Leilu seemed to notice something, but she didn't show any particular expression of concern. Still continuing that smooth continuous dance, the infinite continuous dance pushed Ulysses step by step deeper into despair.
Under the entanglement of blue-white light, the halberd in Leilu's hand wielded a terrifying power that was completely different from before. No matter how he defended or slashed, he could not block the dark red halberd that looked like a ghost.
Back up, back up, back up! Ulysses could no longer find any weaknesses in Leilu, and could not even capture any of her attack tracks. Whether it was with his eyes or intuition, Leilu's attack had exceeded the range he could judge.
There's no doubt that her key is named "Kill."
The moment Leilu launched this unparalleled skill, the space around her was obviously abnormal, and time seemed to slow down all of a sudden.
And the more this happens, the more unimaginable this situation is, as if he will be killed in the next moment, the more angry Ulysses becomes, the more the darkness around him boils, like a volcano burning fiercely. Like magma.
That time in the underground temple of despair, the realm that Ulysses had experienced slightly was now clearer. It was the feeling of killing everything with every move of one's hands and crossing the line of death with a normal heart. To Leilu, this seemed as natural as breathing.
Under the entanglement of blue-white light, the halberd in Leilu's hand wielded a terrifying power that was completely different from before. No matter how he defended or slashed, he could not block the dark red halberd that looked like a ghost.
Mark of Darkness, Dragon-Slaying Sword, Dragon King's Flight, Infinity Blade, one after another powerful moves flashed through Ulysses' mind, and he could use his own powerful strength to suppress Leilu's moves.
It was an unstoppable, unbreakable feeling. Relu, shrouded in bluish-white light, destroyed and destroyed everything like a ghost coming out of a nightmare. That crimson halberd was the terrifying manifestation of the ghosts and gods' intentions.
He doesn't have the terrifying talent of Leilu, who can't use such a traceless continuous dance attack; he doesn't have the rich combat experience of Leilu, who seems to find the opponent's weakness as soon as he strikes; he only needs to take a look at the opponent's attack, and You can copy it intact.
Behind her were corpses, lots of corpses. Corpses whose original shapes could not even be discerned were piled up one after another like a hill. On this cruel battlefield, Leilu's bright red eyes, her body that didn't look particularly strong, and her two long strands of red hair that were flying freely had a kind of frightening beauty.
There is no magnificence in the slashing posture, as if the slashing posture used just now - this magic skill recorded in the ancient sword master's book is just a casual pastime for Relu. She still followed her own pace, still used that calm and even careless expression, driving Ulysses to a dead end step by step.
Obviously his slashing speed was much faster than Leilu, but when Abyss Judgment struck the halberd, it couldn't cut down at all and was directly bounced away. He couldn't even block Lelu's movement and stop her swing for even a hundredth of a second.
He doesn't have the terrifying talent of Leilu, who can't use such a traceless continuous dance attack; he doesn't have the rich combat experience of Leilu, who seems to find the opponent's weakness as soon as he strikes; he only needs to take a look at the opponent's attack, and You can copy it intact.
Those who have trained their strength to the peak, reached the pinnacle in a certain field, and begun to search for the laws of the world are eighth-level experts.
Mark of Darkness, Dragon-Slaying Sword, Dragon King's Flight, Infinity Blade, one after another powerful moves flashed through Ulysses' mind, and he could use his own powerful strength to suppress Leilu's moves.
He doesn't even have the key to a higher world like Leilu, who can find it without practicing. Every step and every swing carries the power of some rules of this world.
Obviously his slashing speed was much faster than Leilu, but when Abyss Judgment struck the halberd, it couldn't cut down at all and was directly bounced away. He couldn't even block Lelu's movement and stop her swing for even a hundredth of a second.
Those who have trained their strength to the peak, reached the pinnacle in a certain field, and begun to search for the laws of the world are eighth-level experts.
He doesn't have the terrifying talent of Leilu, who can't use such a traceless continuous dance attack; he doesn't have the rich combat experience of Leilu, who seems to find the opponent's weakness as soon as he strikes; he only needs to take a look at the opponent's attack, and You can copy it intact.
It was incredibly terrifying. Standing alone among the countless corpses, she looked like a demon or a ghost.
And now, Ulysses began to feel that terror too.
Already, there is no way to control it.
It was incredibly terrifying. Standing alone among the countless corpses, she looked like a demon or a ghost.
However, he has something even more terrifying, something that is not of this world.
This is the path Leilu has walked, the world seen through the eyes of a girl. Ulysses didn't know what she really saw in that war. She only saw the back figure of her wielding her halberd and slashing open the last enemy's body at the end.
It was an unstoppable, unbreakable feeling. Relu, shrouded in bluish-white light, destroyed and destroyed everything like a ghost coming out of a nightmare. That crimson halberd was the terrifying manifestation of the ghosts and gods' intentions.
That is a realm that a seventh-level powerhouse cannot even conceptualize. It is no longer a world that can be entered by relying solely on the accumulation of strength. Leilu's unparalleled skills have long exceeded the highest realm that a seventh-level expert can enter, and are not even a realm that an eighth-level expert can comprehend.
Every dance posture is a movement that is carried out after the perfect unity of mind and body. The dreamy realm of sword skills recorded in the Book of Sword Masters is vividly reflected in Leilu. Countless swordsmen trained hard and even sacrificed everything to pursue this state. Leilu achieved it without any effort at all.
Not to mention the moves that require preparation time, even a simple swing of the sword, the current Ulysses can't do it smoothly. He even felt that as long as his movements stopped for a moment, the crimson halberd would tear him into pieces.
This is the path Leilu has walked, the world seen through the eyes of a girl. Ulysses didn't know what she really saw in that war. She only saw the back figure of her wielding her halberd and slashing open the last enemy's body at the end.
It was an unstoppable, unbreakable feeling. Relu, shrouded in bluish-white light, destroyed and destroyed everything like a ghost coming out of a nightmare. That crimson halberd was the terrifying manifestation of the ghosts and gods' intentions.
And the more this happens, the more unimaginable this situation is, as if he will be killed in the next moment, the more angry Ulysses becomes, the more the darkness around him boils, like a volcano burning fiercely. Like magma.
In Ulysses' deep black eyes, an even colder golden light emerged, reflecting in Leilu's eyes.
Under the terrible oppression, Ulysses' body suddenly trembled unnaturally. Under his feet, a layer of dark black light waves floated like the sea surface.
Those who have trained their strength to the peak, reached the pinnacle in a certain field, and begun to search for the laws of the world are eighth-level experts.
Every dance posture is a movement that is carried out after the perfect unity of mind and body. The dreamy realm of sword skills recorded in the Book of Sword Masters is vividly reflected in Leilu. Countless swordsmen trained hard and even sacrificed everything to pursue this state. Leilu achieved it without any effort at all.
Behind her were corpses, lots of corpses. Corpses whose original shapes could not even be discerned were piled up one after another like a hill. On this cruel battlefield, Leilu's bright red eyes, her body that didn't look particularly strong, and her two long strands of red hair that were flying freely had a kind of frightening beauty.
However, he has something even more terrifying, something that is not of this world.
"..." Leilu seemed to notice something, but she didn't show any particular expression of concern. Still continuing that smooth continuous dance, the infinite continuous dance pushed Ulysses step by step deeper into despair.
Mark of Darkness, Dragon-Slaying Sword, Dragon King's Flight, Infinity Blade, one after another powerful moves flashed through Ulysses' mind, and he could use his own powerful strength to suppress Leilu's moves.
With just a simple and direct close-range dance, Leilu blocked Ulysses' terrifying attack that even the top eighth-level powerhouses did not dare to underestimate. It can be said that Leilu's attack is exactly the type that completely restrains all the advantages of Ulysses. Under her attack, Ulysses didn't even have the chance to unleash the power of darkness and perform the Dragon Killing Destruction Sword Style, let alone using Dark Trace, a move that requires a large amount of energy.
Once, twice, and three times, the crimson halberd, wrapped with bluish-white light, passed by Ulysses more than once. Each time he got closer to him, even though he had exhausted all methods to get out of the attack range of the halberd, but this was an impossible task.
Under the terrible oppression, Ulysses' body suddenly trembled unnaturally. Under his feet, a layer of dark black light waves floated like the sea surface.
Breaking through one's own limits and beginning to master one's own hidden power, those who use the Noble Phantasm are seventh-level powerhouses.
Back up, back up, keep backing up! Different from the slashing stance, Ulysses could no longer see through any of Leilu's attack trajectories. The halberd that was swung over followed a simple and natural trajectory with every strike, but there was no warning before the attack. No matter whether it was the trembling of the shoulders or the eyes, no prediction could be made.
Then, darkness that was bigger and deeper than ever before burst out from his body and sword without warning.
Then, darkness that was bigger and deeper than ever before burst out from his body and sword without warning.
The moment Leilu launched this unparalleled skill, the space around her was obviously abnormal, and time seemed to slow down all of a sudden.
Under the terrible oppression, Ulysses' body suddenly trembled unnaturally. Under his feet, a layer of dark black light waves floated like the sea surface.
That terrifying crimson halberd seemed to ignore all resistance around it, drawing a domineering trajectory, sweeping again and again, rotating again and again, and Ulysses had to guard against and retreat with every blow. .
He doesn't even have the key to a higher world like Leilu, who can find it without practicing. Every step and every swing carries the power of some rules of this world.
And the more this happens, the more unimaginable this situation is, as if he will be killed in the next moment, the more angry Ulysses becomes, the more the darkness around him boils, like a volcano burning fiercely. Like magma.
But after entering her attack range, Ulysses couldn't find any way to resist. The huge gap in basic skills, the lack of combat experience, and Leilu's unparalleled magical skills that contain a trace of the power of law truly pushed him into an unimaginable desperate situation.
Behind her were corpses, lots of corpses. Corpses whose original shapes could not even be discerned were piled up one after another like a hill. On this cruel battlefield, Leilu's bright red eyes, her body that didn't look particularly strong, and her two long strands of red hair that were flying freely had a kind of frightening beauty.
Already, there is no way to control it.
That time in the underground temple of despair, the realm that Ulysses had experienced slightly was now clearer. It was the feeling of killing everything with every move of one's hands and crossing the line of death with a normal heart. To Leilu, this seemed as natural as breathing.
Already, there is no way to control it.
Ulysses could even clearly see that his slashing posture, which was already several times faster than the speed of sound, turned into slow motion. Even ordinary people could clearly see the slow motion slash and then dodge it with his eyes closed.
He doesn't have the terrifying talent of Leilu, who can't use such a traceless continuous dance attack; he doesn't have the rich combat experience of Leilu, who seems to find the opponent's weakness as soon as he strikes; he only needs to take a look at the opponent's attack, and You can copy it intact.
The opponent's advantages are maximized, while one's own advantages are suppressed to the lowest point. What Ulysses faced was such a cruel and ruthless situation.
Anger, arrogance, hatred, and more terrible negative emotions enveloped Ulysses, and then appeared directly in the most specific form on the Abyss Judgment in his hand.
A huge gap, a gap that is almost irreparable. Leilu's attack power is not stronger than that of the Zerg Destroyer, nor is her destructive power greater than Rasha, who possesses the Dragon King's Destruction Sword, and her explosive power cannot be compared with Nobel, who possesses the King of Destruction. Even until now, her attack power has not exceeded the limit of level seven, but she uses continuous dance attacks that reach the upper limit with every hit.
Mark of Darkness, Dragon-Slaying Sword, Dragon King's Flight, Infinity Blade, one after another powerful moves flashed through Ulysses' mind, and he could use his own powerful strength to suppress Leilu's moves.
Behind her were corpses, lots of corpses. Corpses whose original shapes could not even be discerned were piled up one after another like a hill. On this cruel battlefield, Leilu's bright red eyes, her body that didn't look particularly strong, and her two long strands of red hair that were flying freely had a kind of frightening beauty.
Under the entanglement of blue-white light, the halberd in Leilu's hand wielded a terrifying power that was completely different from before. No matter how he defended or slashed, he could not block the dark red halberd that looked like a ghost.
And the more this happens, the more unimaginable this situation is, as if he will be killed in the next moment, the more angry Ulysses becomes, the more the darkness around him boils, like a volcano burning fiercely. Like magma.
Integrating the body into heaven and earth, the spirit and body are perfectly unified. There is no hesitation or stagnation, showing one's power in line with the laws of the world. What Leilu opened was the door directly to the highest realm on the spiritual level, the mysterious door that countless eighth-level experts never saw until their death, the door that began to touch the edge of a certain law.
That time in the underground temple of despair, the realm that Ulysses had experienced slightly was now clearer. It was the feeling of killing everything with every move of one's hands and crossing the line of death with a normal heart. To Leilu, this seemed as natural as breathing.