flower and big devil

But at this moment, with the passage of time, Luo Xiu became more and more impatient, and sent the players who came up one by one back to the bottom of the table one by one. He became less and less merciless, and he even took only one second for the fastest game—all he did was to stand there, and "No. 217" who had just climbed onto the stage pressed the button when he was on the stage. Lu Lu rolled off the stage by himself.

No. 218, No. 219, No. 220...

Luo Xiu refused the intermission that should have been in the middle.

When he hooked "No. 221" with a provocative movement, just like how he used the front end of the scythe to disarm the enemy's weapons countless times before, and lifted "No. 221" off the table, he saw "No. 222" who was already preparing in the audience. It was a slender young witch holding a crystal ball. This type of magician opponent was very difficult to deal with. When this sexy witch twisted her waist from When the audience came up, the black-haired young man standing on the stage suddenly sank in his heart——

It's not because of how difficult the opponent who just came up might be.

It was because he had already guessed "No. 223" - who would be the last opponent he was about to face.

"Number 222" is very strong, and it took Luo Xiu some time to deal with her. When he successfully sent the female magician off the stage, Luo Xiu's body was already wounded to varying degrees, and the part holding the magic sickle in his hand became It was heavy, as if when he raised the sickle again, his hands might break off at any moment... Sweat dripped from his forehead and fell into his eyes, and there was burning pain. At this moment, he saw the black and white At the other end of the grid chess game field, "No. 223" slowly walked onto the stage——

his last opponent.

The man who walked slowly onto the stage was tall and straight, and the polished white armor fit him perfectly, as if he was born to wear such a knight's attire.The heavy armor didn't seem to hinder his movement. When he stepped onto the stage, his heavy metal boots made a "bang bang" sound as he stepped on the uneven chessboard. He stopped not far from Luo Xiu , raised his hand and lifted the part of the helmet covering the eyes on his face. Behind the armor, a pair of golden pupils familiar to Luo Xiu were revealed.

The smile in the eyes of the Tarot soldier "Reaper" made Luo Xiu feel terrified.

All these days of getting along with each other quickly passed through his mind in a few seconds. Many days ago, when he fished the black-haired young man onto his horse from the chaotic "chasing and killing" , They stood talking in the warm wind, the sun shone from behind him and shrouded him in a halo, the Tarot soldier didn't talk much, but when he talked to Luo Xiu, there was always something in his voice. Superficially teasing, just like at this moment, he looked at Luo Xiu and said in the tone that old friends would use when they meet: "Thanks for your hard work."

Luo Xiu was slightly taken aback.

The clamoring crowd around, the referee's whistle, the electronic sound made by the big screen when introducing the two sides on the competition stage, all the sounds seemed to be evacuated by a magical machine along with the air in an instant, Luo Xiu I feel as if I have fallen into another dimension, there is no one else there, only him and the Tarot soldiers.

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[You took other people's things and you still want to kill them if they catch up with you, what do you think? 】

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[Alice, why didn't you speak? 】

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[Be patient for a while, it may hurt a little...but I won't stop. 】

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【My tenderness is covered under this armor, but as long as you can feel it, it's good. 】

His mind was almost completely occupied by the voice of the Tarot soldiers—if this could be regarded as one of his means of attack, then this move had already caught Luo Xiu off guard and threw away his armor. This is a very strange thing. Thing——Those conversations in his memory that he thought he didn’t take to heart suddenly jumped into his mind at this moment, every word, every pronunciation, every punctuation mark, even Luo Xiu himself was shocked by his own memory It's so good.

But at this moment, just a simple greeting awakened them all.

When those annoying voices flooded into his mind, his temples were throbbing and throbbing, which almost made Luo Xiu unable to grasp the weapon in his hand—at this moment, he really wanted to send the staff in charge of drawing lots Grabbing it and tearing it apart—probably the worst thing in the world—when you're sailing all the way to where you want to be, only to be one step away from the door, You have met the most formidable opponent you can foresee.

Worse than "worst" is that when you stand in front of this opponent, you find that you can't lift your weapon.

Standing on the field, Luo Xiu felt powerless and wanted to cry and roll on the ground. However, when these negative emotions came to his mind—because of the image problem—all he could do was twitch the corners of his lips with a paralyzed face. Squeeze out a simple word from between your teeth: "Death."

The golden eyes of the Tarot soldier whose name was called were slightly curved, and Luo Xiu could imagine that the corners of the lips covered under the armor must also be slightly raised in a beautiful arc.

While the black-haired young man was in a daze, the Tarot soldier didn't wait any longer. He pulled out a scepter-like weapon from his waist—a staff made of silver metal, the scepter A huge dark blue gemstone is inlaid on the top of the rod, and seven pale arms of the same metal material as the body of the rod are clasped on top of the blue gemstone. Pure and complete gemstones, each gemstone exudes bright light - it can be seen that these gemstones are not ordinary scraps, but are extravagantly taken from the most perfect part of a complete gemstone...

The almost gorgeous scepter made Luo Xiu slightly taken aback. For some reason, it always seemed familiar.

However, he didn't have time to think about it too much. When the Tarot soldier drew out his weapon, his wrist shook slightly, and the scepter he grabbed made a disturbing humming. Amidst the exclamation of the audience, Luo Xiu opened his eyes slightly at the same time, watching in surprise a white light like a metal blade appeared from the top blue gem of the scepter in the Tarot soldier's hand, and the fluctuating light around the blade seemed to be burning. Flame, the scepter itself has become the hilt of the long sword, and the long sword is held in the hands of the Tarot soldiers. This combination suddenly becomes perfectly compatible——

Knight and sword.

In fact, at this moment, not to mention Luo Xiu and passers-by who didn't know the truth, the two "informed people" on the referee's seat also showed corresponding surprises—first was the Hatter, who grabbed his head hat, forcibly held back the movement of jumping up from the chair, and said in shock: "I never knew that old man's scepter could be used like this!"

"I have always heard that His Majesty is capable of both literature and martial arts. When he was still in the sky, he also served as the honorary tutor of the Ghost Knight Academy. At that time, including me, even Gabriel thought he was just joking. I just earned an extra title... I didn’t expect him to actually have research in this area?” The court musician also seemed a little uneasy and said, “I always thought that His Majesty was more inclined to float gracefully in the air and use it hypocritically. The magical side—”

Mammon glanced at Asmodeus, and then rested his eyes on the puppet who was not breathing, had no expression, and was fixed on a movement—considering whether to take the opportunity to punch him to enjoy himself, and at the same time, He said dryly: "It may also be a new invention that has been idle in the world all these years?"

Asmodeus nodded, and then said in a voice without much sincerity: "It's touching."

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When the two people on the referee's bench were brazenly teasing their own boss, the audience, who were dueling for the last duel, had already fought together!

When the black-haired young man lightly leaped back and swung his scythe to forcibly receive the Tarot soldier's first move, he already had the urge to scold his mother——

He has never encountered such a monster with full physical strength, speed, attack power, and intelligence, which seriously violates the law of the four-dimensional round table.

According to the law of the four-dimensional round table, everyone will have a significant talent advantage in one aspect according to the field they are good at, and relatively weak in another talent. Relatively slow, Luo Xiu thought that he was the lighter one among the human crowd—but when the fully armed Tarot soldiers rushed towards him, he finally realized that he was quite wrong.

In this world, there is such a monster wearing thick armor whose speed is comparable to a magician's agility, and at the same time, as strong as a dragon and a demon hybrid!

When the long sword, which seemed to be burning with white flames, pierced his head and covered his face, it collided with the sickle blade and made a loud "clang". With the visible sparks flying, Luo Xiu was hit by the huge impact. After pushing for a few meters, the hand holding the sickle was so shaken that it hurt so badly that I almost couldn't grasp the weapon in my hand and let it go!

Luo Xiu heard a soft "crack" sound from his clenched teeth. It was the sound of teeth colliding with each other. Immediately afterwards, he felt that there was a gap in his mouth due to the excessive force of the clenched teeth. A breath of blood and rust spread from his lips——

The attacking angle of the Tarot soldiers is very variable, and each attacking angle is almost unpredictable. His style of play is very casual. Luo Xiu stubbornly took over a dozen of his attacks. Unable to catch any gestures with personal habits under the movements of the Tarot soldiers as a breakthrough, he is now like the dozens of opponents who were defeated by him before——

Being bullied like a dog.

The black and white checkered chess board has been hit like never before.

At this time, the ground became bumpy due to the impact of heavy weapons. Those who cared even noticed that the feet of the Tarot soldiers were extremely heavy. A few times, he even smashed the black and white chessboard field abruptly like this!

And every time the black-haired young man swung the sickle in his hand, the sickle wind blowing from the front of the sickle could also draw a long and deep scar on the surface of the field like a crack in the ground!

"Ahhhhhhhhh-"

Accompanied by the roar, the huge sickle was raised high and waved. Without the black-haired young man noticing it, a red light flashed through his pure black pupils. At the same time, with the It was the same scene as when he was dueling with the hatter in the basement before, and the flames burned around the blade of the scythe——

However, different from last time, this time around the scythe is a fiery red flame!

The sickle blade expanded several times in an instant, changing from a half moon shape to a full moon shape. Holding this huge magic sickle burning with red flames, the black-haired young man had his first active attack since the opening. He rushed towards the direction of the Tarot soldier at an unbelievable speed, leaving a deeply burned footprint with every step on the black and white checkered board!

When he came to a place about five meters away from the Tarot soldiers, his feet suddenly jumped, and then followed the previous momentum and jumped high. The huge magic sickle cast a large shadow on the chessboard——

At this moment, the stands were completely silent.

All the audience didn't blink their eyes, for fear that they would miss the wonderful scene, they stared at the unusually calm and calm Tarot soldiers standing still, when the black-haired young man descended from the sky holding a huge scythe, they I noticed a strange sight——a pair of ethereal red bone wings enlarged version of the red bone wing from the tower Luo Bing stretched out behind him!

The bone wings vibrated slightly, and then gently stirred to completely cover the Tarot soldiers. When the left and right bone wings were completely closed, the sickle in the hands of the black-haired young man also fell at the same time, and only a "bang" was heard. There was a loud noise, amidst the sound of gasping for breath, people watched helplessly as the pair of red bone wings were crushed by the scythe!

At the same time, with an upward movement of the Tarot soldier, the heavy sickle was easily thrown out!

The sickle landed on the field three or four meters away from Luo Xiu with a "clang"—this action, which had been repeated dozens of times before, was so familiar that Luo Xiu almost felt that the other party was molesting him!

But Luo Xiu had no time to pursue so much, because at the same time, because of the reaction force, his whole body was slammed into the air like a kite with a broken string. He did not fly directly to the edge of the field, but he was also far away from the symbol The edge of death was not too far away. When he fell limply to the ground, he was out of breath, and there was no pain anywhere on his body...

Outside the arena, there was a terrifying silence.

Standing up with difficulty and looking up at the Tarot soldier standing beside him indifferently at this time, the black-haired young man gritted his teeth and said something that surprised everyone: "You can't fucking let me ?”

The audience in the stands could not bear to look directly and covered their faces: During the game, you are so coquettish!

And in the next second, the scene of them smashing their jaws on the ground couldn't wait to appear. At the same time that the black-haired young man complained, the lightsaber in the Tarot soldier's hand disappeared, and he took the gorgeous The scepter was stuffed back into his waist, he nodded, and said solemnly: "Okay, listen to you, I won't hit you anymore."

audience:"…………"

Hatter: "Tsk, good manners."

Court musician: "Tsk, farce."