Accidentally reincarnated into a magic book

Chapter 135 Rolling
The storm of thunder and fire gathered in the air, it was an unbreakable shield, but in front of the shield, the fist wind of the silver-haired boy was like a spear that could break all magic.

The strongest shield collided with the strongest spear, and even that space was penetrated in an instant.

"boom!"

Even though they were separated by a distant space, the incomparable force still impacted Honor's body and knocked him to the ground.

"Cough...cough..."

Onor put one hand on the ground and covered his chest with the other. He kept coughing, feeling that even the air had turned into a burning flame, and every breath would bring enormous pressure to his lungs.

"Finally blocked it? Cough, dangerous guy..."

Honor murmured, but when the voice fell, he knew that his judgment had been wrong.

The silver-haired boy stood in front of Honor.

The storm of thunder and fire dissipated immediately after that punch, the clouds disappeared and the rain disappeared, and the sun shone through.

Immediately afterwards, the violent fist wind came less than one meter away from Honor.

Onor was taken aback.

"boom!"

A huge explosion sounded over the village.

The people who were fixed around closed their eyes in fright, and when they opened them again, the smoke was lingering, and the big hole left on the ground could be seen faintly.

"Onor... my lord!"

Tamara yelled nervously, but her body was completely stiff, and she could only make a thin, dry sound when she spoke.

"Don't worry, he's not dead yet."

The girl in the foreign dress sat in the air with great interest.

There seemed to be a staircase in the air, the girl was sitting in the air, her feet were happily swinging back and forth.

Then, in the pothole ahead, Honor's figure finally appeared again.

Onor crossed his arms in front of him to protect his face. The moment the attack arrived, he had no time to defend, so he had to resist with his body.

But even so, he could feel the sound of his arm snapping under the impact.

— broken.

Onor showed a painful expression. Although this is not his own body, because he used this body to fight, the pain can be clearly transmitted to his mind.

[Warning, it is speculated that the target is a demon king, it is not suitable to fight directly with it, please retreat as soon as possible. 】

[Warning, it is speculated that the target is a demon king, it is not suitable to fight directly with it, please retreat as soon as possible. 】

[Warning, it is speculated that the target is a demon king, it is not suitable to fight directly with it, please retreat as soon as possible. 】

"Although God knows what you say, I can't run away at all!"

Onor impatiently responded to God's warning.

His face was more serious than ever before.

It is true that he knows that the opponent in front of him has great power, but now that Alifia and the elves are pinned down, it is impossible for him to leave them and escape alone.

"Tsk, since this is the case, Lord God knows, use the soul sword."

As Honor said, the long sword made of soul was condensed in his hand again.

It is a weapon that can cause damage to the enemy's soul. To be honest, Onor doesn't want to use it when he doesn't know who the opponent is and what the opponent's purpose is. When pinching.

"Huh? Soul Sword?"

Not far away, the silver-haired boy slowly walked towards Honor, he shook his hand, and seemed to be interested in Honor's weapon.

"In that case."

The silver-haired boy pondered, and grasped out of thin air, a pure white wide sword was held in his hand.

It was a white broad sword like a machine, with deep and shallow engravings all over the body of the sword, and on the hilt was a terrifying skull.

"start up."

The silver-haired young man thought, the lines on the sword suddenly lit up with black light, and at the same time, the black light spread all over the sword, and a huge and dangerous aura began to overflow from the sword.

"Is it Faili? No, no..."

Honor looked at the broad sword in the young man's hand in horror, and he suddenly thought of something with that feeling.

"Soul Vision!"

As soon as Honor's words fell, the world instantly turned into black and white.

But in that black and white soul world, the silver-haired boy still walked towards Honor.

Even more terrifying.

——In O'Noor's eyes, around the black light emitted by the wide sword, countless mournful souls gathered, howling, as if a huge skull of the first brother was attached to the sword, trying to drag O'Noor into hell with its teeth and claws middle.

"Buzz!"

O'Nor's brain shook, his right eye suddenly hurt, and he hurriedly covered his eyes.

The black and white world disappeared in an instant, and Honor felt something warm and tender in his palm.

"Blood……"

Onor saw clearly that what was in his hand was blood, the blood flowing from his eyes.

His eyeballs were dyed red, and the world he saw was also scarlet.

[Accepting excessive soul power, unable to carry it, automatically exiting the soul vision mode. 】

"That guy's sword...is also a soul sword?!"

Onor finally understood.

But it was too late to wake up, the silver-haired boy smiled lightly, raised the generous sword and swung it down with overwhelming momentum.

Onor raised his sword to resist, but heard a "dang", and his soul sword broke in two instantly.

"how is this possible!"

Honor was shocked. He thought that his soul sword could resist it at least, but it was as vulnerable as thin paper in front of that young man.

Honor's body staggered back, and his temples couldn't help beating. It was his sixth sense that was frantically alerting him.

"Not good, not good! Is this guy a monster?!"

Onor took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, he immediately flew towards the sky behind him.

But that young man was always unhurried. When he saw Honor flying up, he just stood there, looked up at Honor and waited for Honor's movement.

"Lord Shenzhi, use the final dragon breath!"

[Warning, the final dragon's breath will greatly reduce the stored brilliance. If it cannot effectively strike the enemy, it will put our side in a critical state.Note: The use of the final dragon's breath will affect others present, please use it with caution. 】

"I-I know all this, so I retreated while fighting. Now using the final dragon's breath in this position will not hurt the elves."

[It is recommended to retreat as soon as possible and not to fight directly with it. 】

"No! I want to fight to the death!"

O'Noor had some plans in mind, and said again: "Use the final dragon's breath! Don't keep Huili, use the maximum output rate that can be achieved now!"

[Finally Dragon's Breath is ready. 】

The god-knowing lord gave up, the warning voice disappeared, and there was only the rigid and plain narration.

The golden magic book unfolded in front of Onor, and dazzling phantom light gathered in front of Onor.

The silver-haired boy looked up at the sky, and finally realized what Onor wanted to do.

"go with!"

The young man waved the broad sword in his hand towards the air, and a black beam of light charged towards the air with countless soul powers.

"Swallow his strength!"

O'Nor yelled, and the direction of the magic guide book was reversed. In the end, the dragon's breath did not come out, but a blow aimed at the bottom of the book page.

A gap in space was opened in the magic guide book, rumbling and devouring the sword energy of the silver-haired boy, and as the power poured into the guide book, the light of the final dragon's breath became more and more intense.

Devouring the enemy's power, and then adding your own full strength, that is the final blow that Honor conceived!
"Destroy him! Finally..."

Onorton lived.

The command to use magic seemed to be stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say anything after that.

——Because at some point, the silver-haired man stood behind Honor.

Onor turned his head in horror, the young man spread his five fingers, and snatched the magic book from the back without any explanation.

Honor felt his eyes go dark, and passed out instantly.

(End of this chapter)