Valkyrie Europa

Chapter 411 Golden Glitter
In the dark night, the torches on the walls of Berlin are brightly lit.

"Master Siegfried made a move? How far have they fought?" His Majesty William, who rushed over after hearing the news, went up to the city wall and asked directly.

"It's still stalemate!" Marshal Dennis, the head of the First Imperial Army Corps stationed on the city wall, reported.

Hearing his report, His Majesty William looked puzzled: "Stall? Didn't you say that the mysterious Martial Saint, the traitor, is very strong? Just two swords."

"No, Your Majesty, Lord Siegfried has the upper hand now!" Marshal Dennis hurriedly explained in detail: "Look, over there, that golden ball of light is Lord Siegfried! And in front of him, that The shiny ones are the mysterious Martial Saint of the Rebel Army!"

Looking in the direction he pointed, on the dark sky far away, a golden meteor is chasing several shining silk threads. There are some swords clashing, or the sound of small explosions coming from there.

Although it was hard to see what was happening due to the distance, it was obvious that the golden meteor had the upper hand in the chase and escape!

Looking at the situation in front of him, His Majesty William frowned: "Are you sure that the golden one is Lord Siegfried? Why didn't he turn into a dragon?"

"I'm sure!" Marshal Dennis nodded and said, "I saw Lord Siegfried flying out of the city with my own eyes. When he flew out, he looked like this, with golden light all over his body, unstoppable, and"

"And what?" His Majesty William asked impatiently.

"And it seems, it seems to be getting younger. This speed is too fast, and I didn't see it clearly." Marshal Dennis quickly explained.

"How long have they been fighting?" His Majesty William then asked.

"Probably. It took about half an hour. They started fighting as soon as they came up, and Master Siegfried also gained the upper hand as soon as he came up. The mysterious warrior on the opposite side has been running away, and he rarely fights head-on. It doesn't look like Siegfried. My lord's opponent!" Marshal Dennis replied.

"Is that so?" Looking at the fierce battle under the star curtain in the distance, His Majesty William didn't say much.

After a while, a voice came from behind: "Your Majesty, do you need me to take action?"

That was the head of the royal bodyguard. He was always by the emperor's side, inseparable and rarely left.

The only one who can participate in the battle of Wu Sheng is of course Wu Sheng. Since he dares to invite the battle, he naturally has the corresponding strength!
Sure enough, the royal family still hides a warrior saint as a hole card!

Although his heart was full of turmoil, Marshal Dennis still looked straight ahead, but his expression remained unchanged, as if he hadn't heard anything.

"Wait, wait a little longer." This was His Majesty William's answer, his tone full of hesitation and uncertainty.

Hearing the emperor's answer, the chief guard stopped talking, bowed and retreated to the back.

Just like those followers on the Berlin city wall, right below the battlefield in the air, in the camp of the German Communist Party, countless people left their tents, raised their heads one by one, stared at the battlefield in the sky, and waited. The choice of fate.

But obviously, seeing the one-sided scene now, their expressions are not very good.

In front of the large tent of the Chinese army, Adolf also had a complex expression, uncertain.

Who is this martial saint in the golden light?How could he be so powerful?Since Berlin has such a hole card, why was it useless when it confronted France?Could it be that he is the royal family's hidden hole card, which is only used at the most critical time?
Questions piled up in Adolf's mind, but he couldn't find the answer.

With the passage of time, the golden ball of light in the sky seems to have dimmed a bit, not as dazzling as before, and opposite him, the layers of sword energy are also extremely thin, far less than the one that blocked the sky and the sun at the beginning power.

Look at this, Matt is going to lose!

Didn't he say there was a helper?Why don't you go up and help now?Is it not time yet?Or didn't want to make a move at all?

Adolf is very anxious, but he is still spinning around at the venerable level, and he hasn't even accumulated enough strength to enter the peak of the venerable level, so he can't help at all now!
Once again, Adolf deeply regrets his low strength.

The guys invited outside are just unreliable!If you are not yourself, you will not be of one mind after all!If I can also advance to Martial Saint, then this battle will be won!This time it really started too early and I was too impatient. If I had to wait another two years, when I also advanced, how could I be reduced to where I am today!

No matter how much you complain, you can't change the reality. What Adolf can do now is to prepare for the upcoming failure!

Once Matt is defeated, the First Legion on the opposite side will definitely not sit still!There's a good chance they'll launch a night raid while our morale is low!Coupled with the help of the golden light warrior in the sky, we are doomed!But other people will die if they die, just recruit later, Matt, you must survive, otherwise we will really be finished.
Battles at the Martial Saint level have always been quick, no matter how delayed, the battle in the sky has come to an end.

High in the sky, Zhang Ang lost an arm, his body was covered in blood, and the saber energy around him was appearing and disappearing, gathering and dispersing. It looked like he was seriously injured.

But Siegfried opposite him was no longer the same, the golden light on his body was very dim now, even the armor on his body and the long sword in his hand were not as bright as before.

And more changes are in his body!
The long golden hair showed some gray, and some spots and old wounds appeared on the smooth skin. Even his appearance was no longer full of vitality. The huge vitality slowly began to dissipate, and the original twilight floated on his body. face.

"Sure enough, there really are sequelae." With some difficulty, Zhang Ang squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth.

"You are much more tenacious than I thought!" Siegfried's tone was still light, a little low: "I admit that your guess is correct, I am running out of time, maybe I will die soon. "

Following his words, the golden light on his body brightened again, getting brighter and brighter, even surpassing the time when it first appeared.

In the end, his words were full of determination: "But! Killing you is enough!"

Glittering gold!
Incredibly fast!No one saw its beginning, and no one saw its end!

There is only one long golden thread staying on people's retinas!

No one can react at such a speed, including Zhang Ang!
There was a huge, penetrating wound on his chest, all the way to his abdomen. The wound was so big that he could even see the stars in the night behind him through this wound!
With the gushing of blood, Zhang Ang's body fell from the sky.

The golden light shines again!

The golden light penetrated Zhang Ang's body again, causing him to turn over in the air, and another huge wound appeared on his body.

Three flashes of golden light!

Four flashes of gold!

Five flashes of golden light!

Arms blown off, thighs burst, torso bleeding
With the last stroke, the golden light penetrated the head!

In the infinite golden light, Zhang Ang was beaten into a blood mist by the volley, scattered one after another, and sprinkled on the ground.

The golden light stopped, and the chaotic golden threads reunited into a golden light spot.

Then, the golden light spot became darker and darker, and finally, without a sound, it turned into fireflies all over the sky and disappeared into the night sky.

(End of this chapter)