Chapter 172: Holy Spear, Pull the Anchor!!!

Roque had never been the kind of person who would give a good face to his nose, and now before the mountain junction, the spirit body who tried to intercept him from leaving the cemetery was the kind of guy he didn’t know.

And the real Artoria in general.

Rigid, demanding.

To be honest, Roarke didn’t have a good or bad feeling for that King Arthur, although when he played the game, he had some fondness for the blonde female swordsman out of appearance and setting.

But

In comparison, Roque still seems to prefer the pure and flawless girl swordsman of his youth and the gradually growing ‘Emperor’ Miss Custer.

Whether it’s a blackened version, a girlless version, or a cosmic version…

Almost based on Artoria’s derivative individuals, only the woman who likes to wear a quilt is the least like a woman.

“Black gun.”

Although the target is the state of the light source, the holy gun in the opponent’s hand is obviously the thirteen fangs in the form of a black gun, which is closer to controlling the “wind” than the conventional holy gun, forming a state of destructive power like a natural disaster.

“If the wind is windy, it’s unexpectedly good with me.”

Roque squinted, he had a certain blonde natural “wind spirit rush” on his body, not to mention that he could cross the storm power transformed by the “holy spear”, but he could definitely capture the movement of the wind more clearly.

“However, it is more appropriate to use the trash fish first.”

His gaze swept towards the densely packed skeleton soldiers, Roque suddenly clasped his hands together, the magic power in his body surged wildly, and the muddy road before the mountain junction suddenly began to crack, and clusters of flames erupted from the ground.

“Fantasy is realized.”

The potential of this ability obtained from Alquit is endless, and it is even many times higher than the Demon Eye of Direct Death.

After all, the Demon Eye of Death is a super hardware-burning bug skill.

And the realization of utopia is nothing more than burning energy.

In theory, the ability of utopian manifestation is to contact the terminal of the planet to use, as long as it is something that has existed on the planet, it can be manifested through utopian manifestation.

And Alquet, as the doppelganger of the king of the moon, can alienize the entire surface of the earth and turn it into a “moon surface”, which is actually reasonable.

However, the degree to which this skill burns blue is extraordinary.

Roque’s current body, the scope that can be manifested by using fantasy manifestations is only natural phenomena, and secondly, the range of influence is only twenty or thirty meters, compared with the rough play of Elquit’s kind of movement that directly digs out a volcano, ice peak, and thousand-year city, it is undoubtedly much more petty.

The flames that permeated the cracked ground directly wrapped a large number of bone soldiers, and the temperature of thousands of degrees dissolved the bones of the bone soldiers extremely quickly.

King Arthur’s spirit body swung the pitch-black spear in his hand, and the raging hurricane suddenly roared out, and at the same time as the skeleton soldiers in front of him blew away, the hurricane raged through, annihilating all the flames that emerged from the ground.

“Let’s start the boss battle directly.”

Jumping up from the high point, Roque’s whole person was like a falling comet, wrapped in dull wind pressure, one leg jerked up, like a tomahawk aimed at the spiritual body before the mountain junction and smashed down fiercely.

“Useless.”

In the face of this heavy blow, the spiritual body’s response was very easy, just raising the pitch-black gun in his hand, the power of the storm rolling on the surface, if the flesh mortal fetus was involved in it, it was probably like being placed in a meat grinder, but there was a space for counteracting between the wind.

“Wake up—”

The air flow suddenly wrapped Roque’s body, the terrifying hurricane that was enough to shatter the reinforced concrete, before the air flow covered by Roque’s surface, collided slightly, offset the moment afterward, and produced a buffer belt of air pressure, Roque followed the trend, his body flipped in midair, and another fierce kick aimed at the metal mask of the mental body’s face and kicked it fiercely.

However, before the kick hit, a layer of wind barrier was blocked in front of Roque’s attack, and the same air flow buffer was formed, and the impact force from the inside made his whole person fly out a distance of several meters, before he could fall to the ground.

“The magic of controlling the wind?”

From under the mask, a calm voice came, and Roarke slowly narrowed his eyes, and a dark blue luster began to appear in his pupils.

“Sure enough…”

The thread of death manifested by King Arthur’s spirit is enough to call it clear.

But the gun she held in her hand, just by looking at it, she faintly felt a dull pain in the scalp layer of her brain.

Because, that’s the anchor of the planet.

Derived from nails nested in the outer and inner layers of the planet.

In Journey to the West, Sun Wukong’s golden hoop rod is called the Dinghai God Needle of the East Sea.

In fact, that Seagod Needle was no different from the holy spear in front of him, and it was a fixed anchor classified in the Sea of Stars.

The amount of information on it, counting the entire planet, I am afraid that few people are qualified to record changes, let alone see the changing line of death.

“The limitations of the Demon Eye of Death.”

There is no such thing as a root-based terminal.

The Demon Eye of Death threatens to burn the brain.

And this threat will be with you almost for a lifetime.

“Such eyes, if you go to see the gods of Eulari, I am afraid it is also extremely dangerous…”

Do not look directly into God’s face.

There is no shortage of such theories in many religions.

Of course, the gods in Eulari have converged their divinity, but if they really use the “Straight Death Demon Eye” to try to capture the target’s death line, it is probably really like a rabbit that actively hits a tree stump.

“Before solving that troublesome Arashi no Anchor, you really can’t use these eyes to solve the battle.”

Roarke closed the Demon Eye of Direct Death and slowly began to breathe deeply, unlike himself in Olali, now he does not have the bug spell of the “Infinite Limit Technique”, or the enhanced divine blood mode, without the six eyes (crimson eye), even the ability to read can only stay on the functional operation.

There are only four abilities that can be used against enemies

One is my flowing martial arts.

Second, it is utopia.

Third, the wind spirit rushes away.

Fourth…

“Seven Nights of Assassination.”

He once mastered the assassination fist called “Viper Hundred Arts” in this world, which can be regarded as a refinement in my flowing martial arts, and now he takes it out and uses it with the Seven Nights Assassination Technique, perhaps…

There was a chance.

“The first opportunity to kill.”

so

Efforts must be made to create a good time to use this first killing fist.

“The wind blows—”

Unlike the pitch-black hurricane wrapped around the holy spear, the “wind” controlled by Roque through the wind spirit rush is closer to invisible, and the only thing around him that can observe the sense of flow is the swing of the corners of his clothes and hair.

If you observe it from the magic horizon, you can probably catch the fierce wind rising from the center of Roque, and suddenly open up a passage in the violent wind field controlled by the holy gun.

“Storm, stop—”

Under the metal mask, there was a dull sound of shouting.

In an instant, Roque felt the feeling that the originally controlled wind around him seemed to be forcibly suppressed, and suddenly he paused and galloped towards the spirit body like a cheetah.

“I have already said that such actions are pointless.”

Lifting the holy spear in front of her, the spirit body seemed to be keenly aware that it should not give Roque a chance to get close to her, and began to frantically extract the magic power of the village’s vein, and the source of her birth was a facility called “Rational Reaction”, and the magic extracted by this facility when it was running was the spiritual vein under the village.

In other words, she is also an elf-like being born in the spiritual veins of this village.

“Pointless? No, it makes a lot of sense to me. ”

Laughter mixed with cold feelings came from the direction of the man, and the galloping man’s hands were already contracted at both waist, like a tight spring, contracted to the extent that he could eject the maximum force at any time.

“Holy gun, pull the anchor-”

The spirit body began to call out the true power of the holy spear, ready to liberate the true name of the treasure in his hand.

“Thirteen Teeth—”

The pitch-black spear suddenly began to rotate rapidly, and the thirteen barbs swirling on the blade were like sharp gears that began to rotate at high speed, and the surrounding air was cut to pieces.

However, the high-speed rotating blade formed a terrifying centrifugal force, absorbing the surrounding air flow like a reservoir, tightly inside the outer layer of the gun’s blade, forming a virtually observable pitch-black hurricane.

Magic was mixed with it, and the temperature of the entire space seemed to be blown away by the hurricane accumulated by the holy spear.

“The gun that shines in the end, accompanied by the liberation of his real name.”

The terrifying pitch-black hurricane roared out, and the terrifying wind that was enough to easily roll up hundreds of meters of huge waves in the ocean swept in, Roque instead showed a happy smile.

“So…”

“The phase is really good.”

“‘Fantasy manifests” one.”



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