The remaining ones raised their hands to block, and the ground beneath their feet cracked open, spider web-like cracks spread, and the two began to fight at close range.
The Marquis of Vauban displayed Western martial arts. When he was young, he traveled to various countries, integrated local fighting techniques, and completed his own martial arts.
That is the art of embracing all rivers.
Leg strikes in Muay Thai, Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, Japanese Aikido, Korean karate, Western horseback riding, and the butterfly step in boxing...
Woban has integrated all the methods of hand-to-hand combat that humans can imagine into his own body.
but……
The remaining man's martial arts skills are even more superb. He uses his hands as swords, and his swords are very powerful, leaving no trace, and with a dragging jagged force. He often strikes with the sword with one hand. Before it touches his body, Woban's pores feel burning. Pain like cutting with a chainsaw blade.
The red energy and black wildness form a dance under the dim clouds.
The three people watching the battle from a distance couldn't help but have beautiful eyes. It was the first time for Alicia to see the remaining people fighting with her own eyes. They were neither as rational and cold as Kevin, nor as crazy and wild as Qianjie.
His battle is not so much a battle as a conversation, constantly trying to understand the other person, feeling the other person's consciousness and intention, and responding with all his strength.
Even if there is a more efficient way, the others will not choose it, because in that case, the other party's various skills will be wasted.
Erica and Liliana were in a different mood. They were knights. The so-called knight was not a title, but a warrior who practiced martial arts and magic at the same time.
But at this time, seeing the battle between the two God-killers, they suddenly realized that the martial arts they had learned was really inferior.
boom--!
With a swing of his fist, Woban was knocked back, plowing two marks on the ground.
"Ha ha ha ha--!"
The huge werewolf laughed happily, like a madman, "It's so happy, it's so happy!"
The rest just chuckled and said, "You still have one more trick."
Woban let out a "hum", a faint light flashed in his eyes, and the rest suddenly felt that his body was being ground to pieces, and white spots flashed inexplicably on his red armor.
But the next moment, like sparks from an oven, this anomaly was removed.
"Marquis, what do you mean?"
"Your three moves are over."
The Marquis of Vauban raised his hand, and a knight in heavy armor emerged from the dirt bag. It was Haydn who had turned into a servant of the living dead.
I saw Woban clenching his fist fiercely, and the Knight of Hayden exploded instantly. His body turned into soil. His soul turned around in a daze, and saw the young man in red armor sleeping peacefully with a smile.
"Your agreement has been fulfilled."
The Marquis of Vauban looked directly at the boy with his wolf eyes, his black hair swaying like mist.
"Now, let me see you at your full strength!"
Seeing this scene, the rest of them smiled. It was the joy of a warrior. Their momentum continued to rise, echoing Woban's spell. The fighting spirit of the two solidified and turned into a pillar of light reaching the sky.
"How dare the younger generation refuse the elder's request." The remaining man had a mask on his face and a Roman-style helmet.
"I'll give you my favorite ending, destruction."
Following the words, the two people slowly approached. The place where they were seemed to have turned into a black hole, the surrounding atmosphere was attracted, and the strong wind wrapped around them.
Just when a battle was inevitable, suddenly, a golden divine light broke through the dark clouds and came through the gap.
The rest of the body and Woban's body trembled at the same time, which was the instinctive excitement when encountering a natural enemy.
Then, the clear voice of the young god came into his ears.
"What an exciting battle! What a mighty warrior! Such a grand banquet, I Velesh Rana is here to come!"
Never lie to your lover: Chapter 84 The legendary witcher died with a pitchfork
The golden divine light fell through the dark clouds and turned into a ladder to heaven, and a young god came to the world.
He has regular features, skin that looks like ivory, and dark hair that hangs down to his shoulders. He is dressed in ancient Roman clothing, and he seems to be a traveler from the eastern desert.
The young god slowly fell down and came between the giant wolf and the warrior. He was floating in the air, his feet not touching the ground, and the cloak behind him was making a sound.
"The oldest and youngest demon king, can you join me in this battle?"
The young god's immature voice sounded aloof, like a king.
The rest looked coldly at him, and a mechanical and cold voice reached his ears.
"Sabotaged target, tell me your name."
That was more of an order than a request.
The young god just smiled slightly and murmured: "I see, it is also tradition to report your name before a battle. In that case, just listen attentively!"
"I am Velesh Rana, I am the winner. Victory is always in my hands. This is my essence. No matter what battle I encounter or any enemy I face, my victory will not change and cannot be shaken. of!"
"Therefore, I have never experienced the feeling of defeat until now, just because no one can defeat me!"
In the arrogant declaration that could shake the world, the god of victory named Veleslana showed an unruly look.
"O sworn enemies! Can you give me a defeat?!"
In response, the rest just chuckled.
"So what if you fail."
Marquis Vauban said: "In that case, let's just think of it as a warm-up. I can hunt you first."
Veleslana was a little curious: "Ho! Do you want to cooperate? This is a rare scene, and it is worth my coming here to fight."
His emotion made Yu Zhe and Woban feel unhappy.
"Military God of the East, you and that brat are both my prey. It is impossible to cooperate."
The rest also spoke up: "Although I don't desire power, I don't have the habit of fighting in groups. Unknown military god, please don't mention such stupid things again."
There is no such thing as cooperation, the two of them will just fight in a melee until only one person is left standing.
"------"
In the sinister atmosphere, lightning suddenly appeared, and the black prince Alek came across the sky.
He snorted coldly, scanned the many strong men present, and finally set his sights on the remaining ones.
"First, I was wandering around the city with that annoying woman, and now I'm fighting other God-killers and the God of Disobedience..." Alec frowned, showing displeasure, "Do you still remember our agreement?"
The rest of them tilted their heads in embarrassment and spoke apologetically.
"Anyway, I'm sorry for what happened before. Pado does have some bad habits, and I apologize to you here."
"call--"
Alec took a long breath, feeling that he had indeed lost his mind and acted in a boring way.
With this in mind, Alec said calmly: "In that case, return [Prometheus' Secret Book] to me. I have something else I want to investigate."
When the Marquis of Vauban heard this, he showed a hint of interest, because, judging from the conversation, it seemed that the girl named Pado had stolen Alec's magic book...
This story about a legendary thief who accidentally stole a treasure from a little girl is full of black humor, making Woban unable to help but laugh.
On the other hand, the rest of them looked a little strange when they heard Alec's request.
"That, I'm afraid it can't be done... Pado has already taken action."
"What did you say?" Alec couldn't understand.
The rest smiled bitterly: "I mean she has sold [The Secret Book of Prometheus]!"
"————!?"
Seemingly feeling that the other party could not understand, the rest added: "Pado's reason for 'purchasing' goods is very simple. To put it simply, it is to sell it for money, or something else... She has already sold the magic book..."
After finishing his words, Marquis Vauban, who was not far away, finally couldn't help laughing.
"Hahahahaha——!"
The unbridled laughter echoed in Rome. No matter it was the sound of the wind, the rain god, or the human voice, it was incomparable.
At this time, Alek's shoulders were shaking with anger, and he gritted his teeth and said: "That despicable thief actually stole my things to exchange for money, and sold the precious magic book for a few mundane things..."
"It's so mean!"
It can be seen that Alek is not very good at swearing, but the rest of his mouth twitches.
"What position do you have to tell her? Everything you stole can be used to hold an exhibition. That [Prometheus' Secret Book] was probably stolen from some unknown corner."
The boy's tone was firm.
"To shut up!"
Aleck said angrily: "Which bastard did she sell to?"
The rest were silent for a while, with an expression as if they had seen a ghost.
"Sold to the owner of this place, the Italian Sword Emperor, Salvatore Tony..."
"------"
The air froze for a moment, and the expressions of everyone present were extremely wonderful.
The Marquis of Vauban's laughter became even more wild, and he could not even straighten his waist. Vereslana witnessed this farce, and the smile on his face became even bigger.
The rest of them looked embarrassed, and the brilliance in Aleck's eyes gradually disappeared.
Erica and Liliana, who had witnessed everything from beginning to end, seemed to have their power drained away, and were stuck in place like pale stone statues.
On the other hand, Alicia was in a happy mood and even hummed a song, praising Padu secretly in her heart.
Veleslana smiled and said: "My old friend was a thief. I didn't expect that the magic book he left behind was first stolen by a monster thief, and then by another thief... It's really interesting."
What this god didn't know was that the magic book also had the function of [stealing].
Aleck muttered something, and finally turned it into a sentence.
"Where is that fool?"
As soon as the words were spoken, someone immediately answered.
"Are you calling me?"
The voice that sounded like the sunshine of the Mediterranean attracted the attention of everyone present, and they saw a young man with blond hair, carrying a black box on his back and a silly smile on his face.
The person who came was none other than Salvatore Tony.
Tony first glanced at everyone present. When he passed by Veleslana, his eyes brightened, and finally fell on the rest.
"Yo! You are the husband of V2V, Fu Hua, Pa and so on!"
Tony said hello and said with a smile: "You have a lot of wives by the way."
The rest said disdainfully: "Compared to the people who change wives every three months! Mine is not that much."
"That's right." Tony nodded in approval.
Seeing the performance of everyone present, Veleslana showed a hint of worry.
"Emperor of Khitan, dictator of Rome, emperor of Byzantium, governor of the Commonwealth..."
Veleslana was originally the guardian of royal power, and he knew the crowns of the kings present with just a glance.
"I didn't expect that four demon kings would gather here at the same time... I am not [Steel], and I don't have [Covenant Law], so I can't retreat."
Rarely, Veleslana was a little troubled.
Aleck came back to his senses, his rationality gradually returned, and he spoke in a neutral tone.
"You don't need to worry, because they will start fighting soon."
In fact, what he said was correct. The eyes of Yu Zhe, Woban, and Tony did not fall on Veleslana. They only showed a substantial fighting intention towards their own race, just like how humans have been for thousands of years. Same.
In the sinister atmosphere, a pleasant male voice suddenly sounded, a sound reminiscent of a harp.
"Bahram, my friend, can you let me fight with you?"
"------!"
