The knight king of the otherworldly moon

Where the hell is it, and why did you choose Salem as the drop point? You probably never thought about it."

"..."

"When I deal with the enemy, I like to use casual psychology, hints, and let the other party's thinking become the direction I want to see.

So I feel weird.

If it's trying an unknown theory, I don't think it's a problem.

Hohenheim also often does some bizarre experiments.

But you are different, you believe from the beginning that the experiment will definitely succeed.

That's the problem."

I have seen the experimental style of alchemists myself.

Essentially, they don't believe in sensibility or inspiration more than the average magician.

All they believe is their theories, and the data they get.

They are a bit like mathematicians, in their world, one plus one is... equals two 2.

In contrast, although Leonardo da Vinci is also a magician, he is more like a sentimental artist.

If you think about this, you will understand that the firm belief in the other party's heart is the firm belief given to him by something, not the conclusion he has reached.

"What you just said may not be all funny jokes, but your words, King of the Knights, have exposed your own lies."

Zibia's mind was shaken for a moment, but he also found a doubt in Lucifer's words.

And he never thought that what he found was also a deliberate hint by Lucifer.

"I like to suggest, so these words now are part of the suggestion. If you really think so, I don't think it matters."

Speaking of this, Lucifer laughed.

The speculation I just made was also an experiment in itself, and now there are results.

Yes, seeing what he looks like now, there are already results.

"It's not all lies, but there are some key lies.

You thought I'd take your word for it."

"I never expected that much.

From the beginning, I just wanted to know what happened to you here.

That's all.

Now, now that I know that, then the Dead Apostle, I now give two options.

First, take the initiative to disarm...all weapons, stop the regional magic in this land, and then I will take you back to face trial."

Saying that, Lucifer pointed the holy sword at Tzibia.

"What about the second"

A layer of red mist also appeared around Tsbia.

Looks like a fluid created by alchemy.

"Second, stop what you're doing now.

However, this time I will give you a hand and hit you until everything stops.

Trust me, you won't like how it feels next."

After speaking, Lucifer's figure had already moved.

With a strong wind, his figure took the test paper to the top of two bell towers.

no.290 bells and whistles

On the top of the bell tower, the ceiling had already been lifted during the battle.

The big bell rolled to the ground and smashed a big hole.

In the roofless hall, blood-red light would appear from time to time, and every time a wall would fall down.

While avoiding the opponent's attack, Lucifer analyzed the opponent's attack pattern.

The fighting style of the alchemist in front of him is very in line with his style, using blood as a weapon to switch between vapor and liquid, possessing the dual attributes of poison and sharp weapon.

After observing for a while... Lucifer found that this thing felt a little in front of him.

This fighting style is somewhat similar to Director Ken's quicksilver attire, but compared to this... Director Ken's operation method is the same as that of a child.

"My Servant has reported to me that you are a rather formidable opponent.

But now it seems that the truth is not quite what he said."

Tsbia looked at Lucifer, who had been avoiding him, and felt that he had a great advantage.

He started to make fun of Lucifer.

In fact, just from the appearance of the war situation, his advantage is indeed very large.

His crimson blood had sealed off this area, and Lucifer tried to fight back several times with blood crystals.

And the icicles that Lucifer occasionally released were quickly corroded in the mist.

In addition, there was only such an area here, and Lucifer had to adjust his actions to avoid his constant attacks.

"Perhaps your Servant deliberately exaggerated the opponent's strength in order to escape the punishment of defeat.

This kind of thing happens from time to time in war, don't be surprised."

In this regard, Lucifer did not explain anything, but found a reason at random.

The battle with the person in front of him is a skill, and Lucifer tried his best not to let this place completely collapse.

Or maybe he was waiting for Joan to come out.

"Your words are obviously better than your strength, I almost believed your alienating words.

However, the king of knights, the battle between us still needs to rely on strength to speak.

If you're just lip service, you can die now.

No one can stop me from accomplishing my great work."

Between the words, Cibia found that Lucifer had run into the trap he left behind.

The spell in his hand activated, and in an instant, Lucifer's feet were covered in a layer of blood, unable to move again.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Cibia controlled the blood in the air and turned it into sharp swords, hundreds of sharp swords, and flew towards Lucifer quickly.

"Be part of the sacrifice."

Said, all the blood swords seemed to turn Lucifer into a hedgehog.

Under the continuous impact of the blood sword, the floor of the entire hall became: crumbling, and at the same time as the dust rose, the walls flew out a lot again.

After the hundreds of blood swords were poured out, the dust gradually dissipated.

In the dust, Lucifer's figure looked a little embarrassed, and his face was stained with dust, and there were a few more holes.

Most of the sleeve of the left hand was burned directly.

However, even so, Lucifer was not spoken to.

Many blood swords could also be seen on the ground around his feet, and they were submerging into the ground.

Judging from the situation at the scene, it seems that Siefer has knocked down all his swords.

"Cough cough! You guys really like to do these... gimmicky moves, it's a pity that this dress of mine, it seems that I can only take it and throw it away after I finish the matter here.

Siefer glanced at his clothes with a heartache, and his tone was still calm.

"what"

As a magician, Cibia couldn't understand why Lucifer could stand in front of him unharmed without using magic just now.

"My clothes are very expensive. For the money to change them, I might even be scolded by Leah and Anna."

"You're going to keep saying these things here.... funny things.

It was just my mistake, this time, I will drain your flesh and blood together."

After Tsbia finished speaking, he prepared to strengthen his attack this time.

But almost at the same time, there was a tremor from the bottom of the building, along with a white light rising from the ground, Joan of Arc jumped out of the big hole that was broken, followed by another pale figure chasing out.

Seeing this, Lucifer untied his white cloak, which had become somewhat tattered, and threw one of them to the ground.

"Okay! That's it for the warm-up run, now let's start round 22.

You said strength just now, so let me teach you what strength is."

Lucifer moved again, and flames were already burning on his sword.

This time, the moment he swung his sword, the blood in the air was instantly evaporated.

Tsbya summoned his blood again, but the attack of the blood melted in the flames.

"Flame! The flame that can break my spell!"

While he was amazed, Lucifer had already come to him.

The sword held high in his hand fell with force, slashed across Tsbya's body, and cut it into two pieces.

The figure of Tsbia that was chopped disappeared into mist and floated to another place.

The moment the fog formed again, Lucifer's figure who jumped up and fell again.

There was a tremor in the hall, and the whole ground cracked.

This time, the way of offense and defense has completely changed.

With the continuous appearance of Lucifer's violent attacks, the entire building seemed to be crumbling.

After a while, when the flames rose again, the entire building collapsed at the same time.

Joan of Arc, who was fighting next to her, found that the situation was not right, and she immediately withdrew from the distance, while her opponent was affected by this accident and was crushed under a heavy column.

In the center of the ruins, this time it was Tsbia's turn to be very embarrassed.

"Can you see it.

The real fighting elements only lie in three words, fast, accurate, and ruthless.

Don't buy all the bells and whistles in there.

Aim at your opponent's heart with lightning speed: maximize your attack, that's the way to win."

Lucifer waved the sword in his hand, and the blood on the tip of the sword was thrown to the ground.

The blood on the ground turned into blood and returned to Tsibia's body, and at the same time, a wound on his body that almost cut off his body gradually recovered.

"Is this your true strength?"

It was only at this moment that Tsbia understood what Yan Qing was talking about.

Far beyond the reaction of ordinary people, the grasp of fighters is also first-class.

Of course, this is not a trouble for Tsbia, the most troublesome place is.

He realized only now that his actions seemed to be completely seen through.

Lucifer could predict his next move in advance.

Originally planning the opponent's actions and counterattacking in advance, this should be his area of ​​expertise as an alchemist.

But now, Lucifer is better than him.

"Alchemist, when it comes to combat, you still have a lot to learn.

But that's okay.

I've always been merciful, and I'll give you a chance, even though you've just offended me innumerable.

Don't you want to know my strength, I can teach you with my own hands now.

As for the tuition, use your body to pay for it."