Kirito's manga

"Is it over?" Panting heavily, Lancer said in a deep voice. His health is really bad now. With the power of runes, he just swallowed Kirito's improved black flash. An indelible hidden danger was left behind, and later he forcibly supported the Liberation Deaththorn Spear. Although it looked harmless on the outside, the internal injury remained.

"Should... no! That's for sure." Looking at the blood-stained ground and the scattered lumps that even exude the smell of burning meat from the explosion of the death thorn gun, it is very eye-catching. It was probably a round object that rolled down several meters before stopping, and there was still a last trace of astonishment in the pair of godless eyes.

To be honest, Lancer felt inconceivable that he defeated Kirito. After all, no matter whether it was martial arts or treasures, even the speed advantage he was most proud of, all seemed to be lost to this beautiful young man in front of him. In the end, he relied on His own master's anti-causality treasure was able to strike and kill him unexpectedly.

"Go." Looking at the stumped limbs on the ground, Bazet didn't feel much in his heart. The Holy Grail War is so cruel.

"Understood, master." Regretfully glanced at Kirito's dull head. For such a strong man, if it wasn't because it was during the Holy Grail War, Lancer would give absolute respect to such a strong man, at least one-on-one duel It's what he's always considered masculine behavior.

Just when Lancer turned around and was about to leave, a strong sense of incongruity suddenly arose in his heart. A terrifying fact froze his spine in an instant. Thinking of Bazet who turned around and started moving in front of him, Lancer said in a slightly trembling tone. : "Master, I remember that the heroic spirit should return to the Hall of Valor immediately after death, but why..."

Lancer didn't say all the words, because the fact made the bodies of both of them freeze. Bazzett and Lancer turned around stiffly to see that the stumps were still left on the ground, and the nearby ground was stained red with blood. When they thought it was only a matter of time, the eyes looking at the head suddenly widened in horror...they saw...the lonely head, and the eyes were slowly moving to look at the two of them.

Like melting ice, Lancer and Bazzett took a step back in horror, the stumps and bodies melted into a black liquid like muddy water, and the blood splashed on the ground also flowed back in time, all pouring towards the head. Locations crawl away quickly.

"Wonderful cooperation." Under the ghostly eyes of the two, in less than five seconds, Kirito turned from a pile of black muddy water into a human form, twisting his neck that was still a little stiff after resurrection, looked at the two and smiled. , but that glamorous smile really looked like the smile of death wielding a sickle to the two of them.

"You... How could you still be alive? You've already..." After holding back for a long time, Lancer finally opened his mouth, and Bazet was too terrified to move his lips, trembling all the time.

"Ah...According to a medical point of view, a person will definitely die after his head is cut off. As for my heavy-tasting death method just now, it is a proper thing to be buried in the ground...but I regret to tell you You, the way that ordinary people must die won't work for me." Kirito spread his hands, his face full of regret, and the smiling and joking expression made Lancer and Bazet take another step back.

Monster, this is the only word the two can use to describe Kirito at this moment, Lancer instantly thought of the other person's real body in Greek mythology with some famous heroes or monsters, hydra Hydra or Hercules Hercules, but it was obvious that the person in front of him belonged to that kind of irrelevant type in terms of height and physique.

"The attack just now reversed the cause and effect... Or is it some other attack method based on the law of cause and effect." Touching his chest, the piercing pain that was pierced still remains. Should be able to block it.

"Well...it doesn't matter anyway." Slowly put down the hand covering his chest, Kirito looked up at the two people who were waiting in front of him, and said indifferently: "I won't keep my hand anymore, if it causes Don't blame me for any dark words in your life."

The moment Kirito finished speaking, his figure suddenly became blurred. Under Lancer's horrified gaze, he came to him in the next moment. With the flash of violet patterns on his limbs, a set of dazzling fists and feet appeared. The protective gear appeared on it. Immediately afterwards, the icy characters sounded like a reminder to Lancer and slowly spit out: "True Rising Dragon Fist, triple the power!"

The fists and swords vibrated at high speed, and the gears under the feet rotated at a speed no less than the speed of sound. Dazzling sparks shone like New Year's fireworks on Kirito's limbs. "Be careful, this punch will hurt, Son of Light in Ireland!"

The swooping fist broke through the sound barrier in an instant, and the air around the fist was twisted and evacuated in an instant. Quick...it was too fast, so fast that Lancer didn't even have time to react. The next moment, the fist bombarded his abdomen.

The figure flew up, and Kirito punched Lancer funnyly, and the high-speed rotating body followed at the same time. Under the flash of flames, it was like an angry red dragon rushing straight into the sky. Lancer's body was flying in the air. It was directly divided into two halves by the high-speed vibrating fist and sword, and blood sprayed out. Fortunately, as a heroic spirit, it is a spirit body, so there is no need to worry about dismembering the play or something.

Looking at the blood-soaked Lancer who was lying on the cold ground, completely unconscious, if it weren't for the inherent skills such as the battle continuation to support his body, he might have returned to the Hall of Valor by now. In this situation, no matter who Come for a make-up, and get the final limited reward properly.

The current situation is very unfavorable in Bazzett's view. Lancer obviously hasn't died immediately. As long as he buys some time to use magic power to heal, then he can still be saved, but it is not easy to bring him back, let alone other factors. The person in front of him can kill him with just one move. Judging from Lancer's posture, it's only a matter of seconds if he wants to kill himself.

Kirito takes a step forward, and Bazett's body will reflexively retreat. He holds his right hand in the void, and the dark one-handed sword slowly appears. Compared with the gentian silver gun, he prefers the sword that has been with him for many years --interpreter.

It's not that Kirito is cold-blooded. Although he has never laid hands on a woman in his life, it doesn't mean that he dares or is unwilling. As long as any woman steps on what he thinks is the edge of his heart, he will He will swing the sword in his hand without hesitation.

However... Just when Kirito stepped forward again and wanted to use his strength to rush up, a bloody fist grabbed his ankle, and intermittent coughing sounded: "Please don't... shoot at my master."

"Oh, it's okay if you continue to lie down and pretend to be dead. If you go on like this, you can continue to sleep for 5 minutes, and you only have 3 minutes." Slowly turned around and looked down, Lancer's head that was pressed on the ground did not lift up , but the hand holding Kirito's ankle was unusually firm and powerful. "Let go of my master."

"I heard that you, as the Kuran bulldog, have a rule that you absolutely must abide by, that is, you are absolutely not allowed to lay hands on women... Can I take this request of yours as a kneeling of a warrior to another warrior? What?" Kirito's indifferent tone made it impossible to hear the ups and downs and good or bad emotions in his heart at this time.

"..." After being silent for a while, Kuran's bulldog said again in a staccato but firm tone: "If you think so, then... I beg you, Kiritani Kazuto... let my master go. "

Kirito was also silent for a while, and slowly said: "I accept the wish." The moment his words just fell, countless blue light spots floated from Cu Chulainn's body on the ground.

Kirito turned around slowly, and looked at Bazett who was trembling all over again, but for some reason, she looked at her with extremely firm eyes. She knew that if she showed the slightest retreat now, the beautiful boy in front of her would definitely Go forward and kill yourself.

After staring quietly for a minute, Kirito raised the corners of his mouth and turned to walk into the woods. A voice from far away echoed in Bazzett's ear: "You are very lucky, it was your servant who saved you Woolen cloth."

Just as Bazzett thought just now, Kirito's behavior just now was like a psychological tactic. If the opponent's body retreated, he would really raise his sword to attack without hesitation. Of course, it was more because of this scene that he Touching the scene, it reminded him of the gunman he met in the last Holy Grail War - Diarmuid Odina.