Duke of Grief

Chapter 452: I still won

"Who am I? Does it matter?"

The young man sneered, despite his pale face, but that's all, didn't show too much madness, and his appearance also made Grush's brow deeper.

"I can be Alexa Lavin--"

The appearance of the young man changed, and the once kind and kind-hearted fat middle-aged man appeared in front of the paladin and grinned at him: "Because he was already dead, he died a few years ago!"

"I can also be a Lavinist's servant, I don't mind these."

The appearance of the youth changed again. This time, the person who appeared before Glush was the servant who was asked by him...

"Ha ha ha ha, are you stupid? In that case, you actually think someone can talk to you so calmly?"

The young man arrogantly groaned at Glush: "I was telling the truth, including the ones I told you when you came back!"

"...Shut up!" Grush shouted.

"The Holy Light is indeed the purest force in the world except the divine power and the "source", but it is because of the artifact in your hand that the "signal tower" can see the light again!"

Grus clenched the hilt silently, and when he saw his movement, the young man snorted: "Grush, the powerful'hand of justice', do you still have the power to act? Indeed, you are a ' 'Legend', even stronger than I thought, but can you still beat us now?"

"The powerful power you showed in the Civil War of the Kingdom of Corot is more powerful than before, but you have used these powers to heal those puppets. You have lost the killer weapon and you have no [Legendary Gesture] After squandering your strength, do you still have the strength to fight again?"

Hearing the youth’s words, Grush subconsciously tightened the [justice] in his hand, but...

"Although I also hate savage blood sacrifices, this is the only way to make the "signal tower" float-connect to the "signal tower" through the blood sacrifice array, and then the artifact will be stimulated and continuously release the Holy Light. When the "Signal Tower" is stimulated by this powerful Holy Light, it will begin to float according to the original instructions and send the final signal before it is destroyed! Despite some accidents, after all, the age is too long, I also I didn’t expect to be unable to activate the shield due to disrepair, but that doesn’t matter, does it?”

"After the "Signal Tower" floated, its mission was completed!"

The young man pointed his head and continued to ridicule: "There may be a few points that I am wrong, but otherwise, everything about you is in my calculations, Grush, in my eyes, you Just a marionette!"

[The Principle of Justice] has lost power, and Grush has now lost [Legendary Gesture]. Those enemies with masks are siege to him. He is in the same situation as the young man said, so he Is it really unsustainable?

"Although it is an enemy, Jean Uther and Carl Coron have always agreed with a certain Arcanist's words-"All miracles come from the soul!"

The young man frowned slightly and asked with a helpless smile: "So? What do you want to say?"

As if not hearing the words of the youth, Grush said seriously: "The key to opening the limits at the same time and letting miracles fall on you is faith!"

After hearing this, the young man laughed dumbly: "Are you a child? You actually believe that you can break through the restrictions and gain more power by faith?"

The young man took a deep breath and shouted loudly: "Go!"

"You are scared..."

The golden light bloomed again. This time it was not a [legendary posture] nor holy light. This was Grush’s own power!

"Just like you made me angry, I succeeded in making you scared!"

Only ‘prayer’ gets nothing, the deity is the parent of the believer, and they will not allow their believers to learn without gain ‘from an early age’.

"What if there is no "justice"? I've learned it already!" Grush shouted angrily.

The light condensed on the long sword that was about to break again. At this time, a masked warrior rushed to his body. The paladin waved the long sword in his hand. The sword shining with golden light cut off his body!

——【Holy Sword Art】!

The divine force came out through the body. This is Grush’s own power, not a gift from anyone, nor a gift from the deity, but his own, the most fundamental power!

clang!

Two long swords landed on Grush at the same time, but there was a metallic symphony.

The armor of the illusory light protects the body of the paladin, so that he can care nothing!

——【Holy Armor】!

Grouch roared, turned around and cut back, severing a soldier who was too late to evade, and then pursued step by step, struck with a sword, and killed a soldier again.

"What a joke..." The young man who was not far away saw this scene and could not help but glared.

His face is very ugly at the moment, even when the "signal tower" collapsed, he was not so disoriented, but now-

All masked professionals stopped and did not continue to go up to ‘death to death’!

Compared with young people, their combat experience is more abundant. At this time, they will not obey the orders of their superiors and rush to death, which will make their death worthless.

"Go! Give it to me!"

The young man with anxious face constantly forced his men: "My calculations and my art can't be wrong! Come on-hurry! Solve him!!!"

At this time, Grush held the long sword in one hand and [The Justice of Justice] in one hand. This artifact was drawing his power and was slowly recovering.

The paladin let go of his hand and grasped the hilt with both hands. [The Principle of Justice] levitated beside him again.

"Although I don't know what your name is or who you are, but I know, you killed a lot of people!"

The anger in Grush's eyes began to burn, melting all the cold outside.

The flames fluttered around and stepped forward, and the masked soldiers also moved along, blocking him on the way.

"Repay the debt you owe at once--"

Light flames converged into a cloak, and danced behind the paladin with the sudden wind.

"Use your death!!!"

Qiang-

The next moment, Grush appeared in front of the fighters, he felt the tension of these fighters~www.NovelMTL.com~ However, since they chose to help the abuse, let them die!

"Paladin", but never a bad guy!

With a sword swing, Grush killed the two soldiers in front of them. Their heads hadn't landed, and the comrades behind them kicked their bodies away and slashed the sword against Grush.

The sound of sparks and symphony burst between the blade and the armor of light, but in a flash, they each rolled on the ground, avoiding Grush's slash.

Grusche ignored them, his knees slightly bent, and he broke the ground with one foot, rushing towards the youth.

The eyes filled with anger have locked the figure of the mage, the enemies in front of them are just some targets, and they can be killed on the spot with only a sword!

The young man threw a flash of lightning at Grush, but when the lightning fell on the armor, it did not play any role at all.

"Your enemy is more than me--"

The youth's magnificent amulet of activation, but at this time, a green ray came straight from a distance and fell upon him.

The monks finally arrived. After seeing their enemies with anger, they immediately joined the battlefield.

——【Dimension Anchor】!

"Damn!!!"

The young man shouted desperately holding his head in despair.

"Master, are you ready?!" Grush raised his sword, grinning savagely.

"of course!"

At this moment, the young man suddenly laughed: "I deceived you just now, my calculations have no problem!"

After a second of silence, Grusche cut it down.

"This has nothing to do with me!"