The Giant of Light is Still on the Way to Find Home

Not to mention that in this six-member team, there is also a famous female assassin in the dark, but they are dealing with a girl who looks no older than 17 years old. There is no need to guess at the outcome of this situation.

It is also the reason why the situation is so clear at a glance. Most of the people who are willing to bet on this battle are nobles who pursue safety.

As they guessed, it was an overwhelming battle.

Narrowly avoiding the slash of the silver rapier, the female killer code-named Scarlet landed in a bit of a mess, and anyone could see that she was already at the end of her battle.

"It's time to stop here." Seeing the woman in black robe struggling, Lian said so.

"..." Seeing that the girl in front of her could still find a childish face, Hong Hong held her breath and tried her best to adjust her breathing.

"You haven't given up yet. This courage is really commendable." Lian shrugged, and she didn't know who learned the tone of beating. (Ying An: Don't look at me, I speak gracefully.)

One blow, what fell on the loser was just one blow.

Her partner, the other five sword shamans had already fainted on the battlefield.

Thinking of the bitter fruit of her failure, she didn't have the confidence to face the anger of serving her master.

She didn't completely lose confidence. It wasn't because she was stubborn, but because she still had a trump card that could be pulled out.

As long as it is performed smoothly, victory is in sight, how could it be possible to admit defeat?

At the top of the Tower of Babel, the two organizers of the Sword Dance Festival also paid attention to the events under their feet.

"The collection of magic essence seems to be going well?" Satan asked curiously.

"The internal circulation of magic essence has been established, and the concentration of magic essence in those people who have been eroded by magic essence is indeed declining during the battle." Ying An said: "But because of the reason of holding the law key, their overall magic essence Concentrations increased instead."

The underlying system of this world seems to be relatively dull. For it, as long as the concentration of magic essence is sufficient, it can cause chaos and doom.

And this batch of contestants is serving as the gate for flood discharge.

Their concentration of magic essence reached the standard, just like a black and gorgeous flower, absorbing a huge amount of magic essence from the soil.

The huge magic essence accumulated after several reincarnations is being consumed through these battles.

It was also because these magic essences were absorbed by the victors and not consumed out of thin air, so the sluggish system did not respond as it should.

"...Are they really going to be okay?" Satan was silent for a moment, he was very clear about what the other party was doing.

All things generate and restrain each other, and the magic element may be used by the creator to exterminate the family of the Geta line, but it can also be said that the creatures affected by the Geta line can restrain the erosion of the magic element.

Water can extinguish fire, and fire can boil water. The comparison is nothing more than quantity.

What the man in front of him did was to make the devil take on the role of resisting the erosion of negative emotions.

What made him even more speechless was that he didn't hide this from the demons at all.

These idiots are not even the slightest bit vigilant. If he extracts the power of evolution from their bodies, they will die without knowing how.

Especially those among them who refuse to obey orders and only reluctantly follow instructions because they are eager to fight.

"Since I have been given the opportunity to reform through labor, I will not easily regret it." Someone gave Satan a deep look.

It will not be easy, that is to say, special circumstances that cannot be ruled out.

Satan's expression became more and more complicated.

Off the court, the outcome will be decided.

The female killer, who avoided several slashes by relying on her agility, was still one step too late.

The white sword marks that tore the ground spread, tearing the black robe to pieces.

"Seems a little too much, huh?"

Knowing that her slashes were focused on vibrations, she wasn't too worried about the "enemy" who was hit by her sword. Lian, who had swung the blow, muttered as she was about to sheath her sword, when the ground suddenly shook violently.

"...!?" There was a look of surprise on Lian's face, and the girl noticed that under her slash, only black rags were torn.

"Raise the dust, Yagwill!"

The female killer's voice suddenly appeared at Lian's feet, her shape became bloated, and a black dagger with seven knife-like branches swung out of Lian's shadow in an instant.

"Win!" A nobleman on the stage poured down a glass of fine wine and laughed loudly.

"Shijie...not bad."

In the killer's eyes, he could only see the side face of the other party, which was quite admiring.

Because she knows that this is indeed something to be proud of.According to him, although these disseminated keys are all connected to the [Elf], but there are probably no one who can be recognized by the [Elf] and then understand it. The person in front of him can do this. Already quite admirable.

It's a pity, but I must win.

So, please get out!

Feeling the irascible scream of the [Elf] in the rapier in her hand (because Yagwill is her subordinate), Lian let go of the sword in her hand with a strange expression.

"Golden Claws and Iron Wings, tearing apart the sky——Si Liru!"

(ps: Liberation language, it’s purely a thing that the devil was influenced by someone’s Secondary [-] textbook, and he felt very handsome and added it himself.)

Chapter 581 End of Chapter 93, Melee

In fact, there was no need to talk about the battle any more. When the pair of white wings rose from Lian's back, the other party knew that they were doomed.

Even if the combat power still maintains the original scale, the girl who has the dominance of the sky is already invincible. After all, she does not have the skills to effectively attack the sky target, not to mention, through her own law key, She seemed to hear a loud cry of catharsis.

The godless eyes raised slightly.

In the airtight environment of the Tower of Babel, as if between the claws of an eagle made of gold and iron, an invisible hurricane finally overwhelmed her figure.

At the same time, the uneven mountains crushed her confidence.

[Participation code: zero, passed. 】

The holy bell was blown by the breeze, making a swaying intoxicating movement, mixed with the sound of inorganic announcements, announcing the victory or defeat of this round.

【The loser exits】

With a gentle breeze, the six defeated sword shamans on the field completely disappeared.

Many nobles around were all sighing, some were thankful that they didn't bet on this game, and some were quite annoyed by their loss.

What's more, through the transparent barrier of light, he showed a meaningful smile towards "Viscount Baldr".

Because the No. [-] contestant, Lian Ashbel, is the representative of Viscount Bader's territory, and the only representative.

Badr played by Huai Meng doesn't understand such rules, and because of the task of disguise, he can only smile awkwardly and politely at these humans.

What they didn't pay attention to was the ending of those failed sword witches under their command.

Whether it is death or survival, when they are sentenced to failure, it is no longer important.

In this space filled with twilight, each of their nobles almost exclusively occupies a floor filled with "luxury" items that they cannot understand. The only bad thing is that they are also sealed in In this space, effective "discussion" and friendly "meeting" cannot be carried out.

This is good news for the little nobles.But for the great nobles, it really curbs their external moves.

……

Time, always advancing inadvertently.

"Six?" Ying An looked at the report in his hand in bewilderment. He clearly only arranged for four battlegrounds. Why did six people enter the finals? What's more, the finalists are all underage. girl.

Perhaps, are women more tolerant of magic than men?

"Have you forgotten that you can form a team in the game?" Satan gave him a subtle look, feeling inexplicably caring for his demented old father.

"...I don't have dementia yet." Ying An shook his head: "But the registration data of these few people is not a territory at all, how can they be considered as a team."

"It's very simple. The nobles of the territories to which players No. 1, 2, and 4 belong not only have close ties in military and trade, but also have a close relationship in kinship, so they formed a temporary alliance. A reasonable loophole to secure victory."

"Nobles, they really are a group of guys who are good at taking advantage of loopholes..."

"Why, do you want to deprive them of their qualifications?"

"...No, split their teams and go straight to the finals."

Ying An was silent for a few minutes before saying so.

"...so urgent, why?"

"A certain will is about to come."

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At noon on the third day of the Sword Dance Festival, in order to determine the sword shaman who can communicate with the gods, and to get the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to make a wish, the six sword shamans who entered the finals are about to engage in an unprecedented melee.

Dividing the site into four pieces, the huge white and hard stone pillar turned into light fragments in just a few seconds.

Some nobles noticed that the floating debris adhered to the top of the Tower of Babel, causing the latter to emit a faint blue light.

They didn't think too much about this phenomenon. If they were still entangled in this place where miracles are everywhere, they would have to be entangled to death. Even if these nobles were not all stupid, but due to the constraints of the times, Always used to attribute the unknown to the gods.

The nobles whose sword shamans were able to make it to the finals were sitting upright, like majestic statues.

And those little nobles who used to be only used as a foil, are also holding on to the weights in hand, planning to vote in the last 5 minutes before the start of the game, even if they can't earn a wish back, according to the exchange table for that weight, You can also get quite useful rare "treasures".

It is no longer the way of appearance in the past. On the battlefield full of urgency, six bright beams of light descended, attracting the participants of the decisive battle.

"You guy, are you really ready to fight?"

The entry number is FOUR, tied with maroon double ponytails, and dressed like an elf in the story, the petite and cute girl kindly reminded.

Because in front of her, a girl with dazzling purple hair was curling up listlessly on the clean and tidy ground, even holding an extra-large hugging bear in her arms.

"...I'm sleepy, the food here is really good." As if still reminiscing about the food in the unified cafeteria here, the girl licked her lips and yawned loudly. The girls present felt that this yawn seemed to have an inexplicable The demonic nature made them all lazy.

"You'd better worry about yourself, little dwarf."

With long blond hair and a sexy figure that was deliberately highlighted by clothing, the girl named FIVE stared at Four's barren chest and showed a provocative smile.

Four felt the thread of his sanity snap.

"Calm down." The girl with short beige hair and bright burgundy pupils, whose entry number was ONE, spoke in a tone that seemed to be reprimanding.

"Oh, if it wasn't for this game, I would really like to have a cup of afternoon tea with everyone." The blue haired girl named TWO held her chin, exuding an active atmosphere.

"So you just watched the nobleman drink it."

"To shut up!"

The girls stood in a circle and bickered, and the only one who didn't speak was Lian, leaning on her sword, quietly like a statue.