MTL - The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich-Chapter 823 Means of winning

Among the snow-covered tundra, under the snow of the sky, the two brothers looked at each other as always, and the familiar cold air could not cool the boiling mood.

Sword shadow, knife light, seems to be chopping time.

Inexplicable, flesh and blood are flying, and consciousness is caught in memories.

Unconsciously, at the moment when the four magic swords are in place, I seem to have taken another step.

If I had a confrontation with Sophocle before, I was able to compete with the main **** by restraining the characteristic ability. Perhaps now, in the eyes of the world, I have reached the standard of the Lord God.

"guilty."

Fa Jian. Revenge, the shadow of the sleepless person floats in the air, every time the law falls, not only the snow, but also the fragments, and our souls.

Perhaps this is the most direct proof that this sword can injure Cavans to this point.

As time goes by, this sword is liquidating our "sin" and attacking the soul level according to the degree of sin.

At this stage, Cavans's sin is much heavier than me, so each time the victim is more serious.

But in every trial, the magic in my body is drastically exhausted. This inexplicable sense of collapse makes people sick and sick. After all, this sword is still in use.

"Oh, judging yourself with your own sword is suicide, but I am afraid that no matter what method is used to fight, we will eventually develop this step.........."

In order to maintain the characteristics of the two magic swords of the North and the Vengeance at the same time, I have paid a huge amount of magic. Even if the mature body arbitrator's blood revival ability is outrageous enough, the frontal battle is still in a disadvantage.

Cavens' black magical sword slammed it, the fast sword that couldn't be locked by the naked eye, slammed through my cheeks... but eventually turned a blind eye, but did not cut the deadly parts.

"Oh, cut it here."

I pointed to the fragile neck, but Cavans did not respond to my ridicule.

Yes, it’s not that he can’t bear it, just he just can’t cut it.

At this point, my right shoulder had a wound all the way to the chest, and almost directly penetrated the heart.

The same part of Cavans, the same wound, from the right shoulder to the chest, the heart stopped, is burning pain.

"Revenge, blood to the blood, wounded and injured."

This is the second major role of the sword. Revenge, the principle is exactly the same as the first weight, the same is based on the degree of "sin" to liquidate the sinner, but its liquidation is immediate.

When this sword is activated, within the scope of its ability, under the watchful eye of the judge's sleepless, all the harm behavior will be directly inscribed on the injurer.

Cut off the opponent's head, your head is also lost, cut off the opponent's arm, your arm is also lost, this is a magic sword that can't win, but it is also a magic sword that will never lose. .

Yes, from the beginning, I never thought about winning Cavans in the close combat. I hope, just don't lose.

"It's really strong and unreasonable...."

Even if I have been mentally prepared, Cavendish’s swordmanship is above me. The magical qualification is above me. The combat experience is above me. I shouldn’t beat me in the fight. But it’s really like this. People are very angry.

Speed, strength, and skill are all suppressed, and each sword is seen through and then countered.

No matter what kind of traps are laid out, the next slap in the air will definitely crush all the battle layouts and thoughts, and finally become a melee that relies on instinct, and then dragged into the disadvantages by the opponent's rich indiscriminate experience.

Neither side used the great magic of swordsmanship and long-term singing, because at this distance, in this chaotic snowstorm battlefield, the seemingly simple flat cut is the best choice for the two swordsmen.

Snowflakes are constantly fluttering, the dark swords and the lightsaber are constantly colliding, flesh and blood fluttering on the snow and dyed a new blush, and everything is caught in a cycle of repetition.

Cross cut, straight stab, dodge, counterattack, hurt with injury, and then attached the same pain.

The childhood swordsmanship was re-enacted. Although both sides took the killings, the results are not different. I am still in a disadvantage.

What is even more terrible is that Cavans is still getting stronger.

Yes, although the injury is getting heavier and heavier, regardless of strength, speed, skill, and accuracy, it is slowly and steadily rising. The same technique is ineffective once, and the effective killing is directly forced to be cracked next time. This seemingly ordinary, actually cheating-like fighting talent is as shameless as ever.

That instinctive battle intuition is also a headache.

In the face of weird anti-injury ability, most people will hesitate to hesitate, and even consider whether this will continue to win, it is possible to stop directly.

Then, it will give me enough time to accumulate power for the Dawn of the Dawn, and throw out a fatal blow.

But Cavens, at the moment of discovering the injury, at the moment when I started to accumulate power, I did not hesitate to hurt my injury and prevented my energy.

And even more headaches, I can feel that the sword of the sword. Revenge has already begun to discount, and he has vaguely resisted the power of the law.

"Hah, I am used to it, Roland, do you have other trump cards?"

With a hand that blocked the sudden drop of the ice cone, Cavans laughed very badly.

I know better than anyone else that the power of the law is not omnipotent. It is only the subordinate concept of the power of order, the existence of the same level as the Holy Light. It is just a new supernatural power of the world, and there is no essence in magic. The difference will be resisted and eliminated, but it is really frustrating to watch Cavens adapt to the trump card so quickly.

"Oh, who can't say the big words, OK, I can't stand, you dare to cut my neck."

Even if he has resistance to the first clearing ability of the sword, the second ability to instantly rebound damage is still destined to become a fatigue battle.

We all know that it is impossible to kill the opponent directly. He has been guarding my left hand without a sword. The four-element seal is still the trump card to end this battle.

Most of his swordsmen have chosen my ankles, arms and other limbs. It seems that eliminating my movement and fighting ability seems to be the way he chooses to win.

Suddenly, Cavans was silent, and he directly inserted the sword on the snow.

"....... It's really boring, Roland, it seems that I didn't plan to win me from the beginning. No, you didn't think about killing me at first."

I want to refute, but looking at the familiar indifferent pupils, I finally did not say anything.

Yes, the power of the law turned into a double-edged sword of revenge. It seems to be amazing, but it actually plays a restrictive role.

Limiting the fight between the two sides, limiting the melee of both sides, delaying the time for the two sides to win the game, but did not improve our chances of winning.

Those who really want to win will invest resources to enhance their strengths and try to crush their opponents. I, from the very beginning, will not lose and how to die.

There is no mistake in this strategy. Under normal circumstances, the strength of Cavans should be above me. The weak will give priority to not losing anything.

Coupled with the special relevance of our souls, it is perfectly reasonable to consider not to lose.

At the moment, let Cavans be dissatisfied? He thinks I am perfunctory?

"I am serious about killing you, but you are perfunctory, what do you mean."

Maybe he meant it.

Suddenly, Cavans laughed and laughed badly.

"It seems that you still need to give you some power... Roland, do you think that since there are two doors, there is no third door? You think that killing my magic tire and mother can stop me, you have forgotten. The main plane...and the blood that you and I know!"

"what?"

At that moment, I thought a lot, but then, Cavans, who laughed at the sword, the magic sword with a dangerous taste, blocked all the words.

Even if I comfort myself, telling myself that there are my allies in the main plane, the Hades and the Holy Light side will not watch all this worse. Even if the blood is in the ear, I have reserved insurance in advance, but many emotions still make me shake.

In the next second, I also made up my mind that the accumulated ice and snow is enough, and the ace that is enough to win must end this battle as soon as possible.

Take a deep breath, the ice and snow sword is inserted into the snow, and the snow is boiling.

"Get started. Zero march." (To be continued.)