Age of Heroes, ten consecutive guarantees

I should at least kill him with my sword.

Amemiya Mahiru thought to herself.

Even if you can't really kill the other person.

At least he should use his sword.

To establish prestige.

The scariest thing was not that everyone knew that her and her sister's heads were valuable, but that they remained indifferent after being exposed.

This is tantamount to making yourself weak.

This is too fatal.

All beasts know that before fighting, they should raise their body as high as possible, raise their hands, and increase their size to intimidate their opponents.

Because intimidation works.

People are cutters, but I can't be fish and meat.

Amamiya Mahiru stroked the handle of the Kaiyu sword, his movements were slow, his fighting spirit and momentum were rising steadily.

She must be chopped off...!

Of course, Birken knew this very well.

He deliberately put on a proud attitude and expression to persuade the other party to take action.

As long as she dared to make that slash, he was sure that the other party would be at least slightly injured.

'A revenge blow'

He held a spell scroll in his hand.

This is a spell specifically used for counterattacks.

As long as it does not exceed the upper limit set by it, all damage will be returned 100%.

Although he is a Roman with a rough appearance, he has a very delicate mind. When he was a mercenary in the past, he was called a cunning fox.

He had used this trick in the past, and had killed several great knights who were reckless and impulsive.

Even though the opponent cannot be seriously injured directly, it can only leave a slight injury.

The situation she will face in the future will only become more tragic.

And he and others still held strange objects that could be used to find people in their hands, so they were not worried at all about not being able to find the location of their prey.

The advantage is mine!

Big drip on me!

Instead, Birken expected the other party to chop him...do it, do it quickly!

The attitude of touching porcelain is beyond words.

Then……

Amamiya Mahiru drew his sword sonorously, meeting his expectations.

The crescent-like remnants whizzed past, like a towering tree rising from the ground, or like the tide lapping at the river snow on the shore, the color of the water melting into the color of the snow.

Shinto Genin-ryu·Ichino Tachi!

This is a sword, and it is also a sword that can reach the gods.

The effect of Ichinotachi is that as the number of times the sword is swung increases, its power continues to increase.

Six years ago, the power of Amemiya Mahiru's slashes was far less than half of what it is now. It can be seen that in the past six years, she has accumulated many layers of Ichinota swords.

The sword shines like a rainbow.

Even Birken, who was expecting to be slashed, twitched his fingers and took a breath while tearing open the scroll, almost being slashed in advance.

He tore the scroll, and the bright magic light lit up himself, forming a mirror in front of him. The sword light hit the mirror, forming ripples visible to the naked eye.

The mirror surface and the sword light collided. Neither of them dissipated immediately, but the sword light did not immediately merge into the mirror surface. The two seemed to begin a difficult fusion.

Birken broke into a cold sweat and quickly urged: "Cast a spell!"

The magician raised his hand and injected magic power into the scroll, stabilizing the spell on it that was about to collapse.

The trembling mirror stabilized and successfully contained the light of the sword.

"Haha!" The Roman was overjoyed: "It's my turn, rebound!"

A word game that even elementary school students don’t play has become a reality.

The Ichitachi sword, which seemed to be more powerful than before, changed its direction and turned back, like an elastic sphere that suddenly bounced back after hitting the wall.

The sharp sword light was aimed at his master.

Amamiya Mahiru's sleeves squeaked under the sword energy. She suddenly took a step forward and missed her with a subtle timing that no one dared to imagine.

Don't think that touching porcelain... is your patent.

She triggered the Principle of Heroic Spirits: Life hangs by a thread through active contact attack.

During the slow playback time, the body's speed is like pressing the fast forward button, rushing forward like lightning.

The sword flashes and the teeth protrude.

In an instant, it was handed to the Romans.

When——!

The Kuaiyu Knife pierced into the golden Dou Qi Armor, concentrating a little bit of power and even causing cracks to appear in the Dou Qi Armor.

The tide of sword energy followed closely. Birken held his chest and backed away, then yelled: "You dare to kill me here?!"

Amemiya Mahiru deliberately paused for a second, and then asked the others: "What is he talking about? Sorry, I can't understand Roman."

The happy audience was stunned for a moment, thinking to themselves, didn't you translate very well just now?

But unfortunately, Amemiya Mahiru failed to kill Birken within three swords.

The gold fighting spirit armor is indeed too hard.

She has no sword intention and cannot break armor with one sword.

Cracked armor, shattered armor, broken armor...all are different.

Birken's companions immediately gathered around him, and Amamiya Mahiru could only put his sword on his neck.

The Roman with several wounds on his face and his face covered in blood showed a ferocious smile: "You can't kill me! So soon, you will die!"

Amemiya Mahiru cut a gash on his face with a knife and said calmly: "Let your head stay on your neck for now. I will take it away myself another day."

Blood vibrates, sheathes the knife.

In the eyes of the people around her, she knew that she had achieved the desired effect after using the knife.

Although it is not enough to scare others, it is enough to leave an impression that is not easy to mess with.

As for whether anyone will keep an eye on my life in the future...it depends on God's will.

I believe that as long as I don't take the initiative to expose my vulnerable side, no one will take the initiative to provoke me, except for this kind of jackal who is looking for prey.

Birken grinned.

He could confirm that Amamiya Mahiru had not reached the Fourth Realm yet, and her strength was only on par with a few of his own, and there were not only five of them. After they were all gathered, there would be plenty of opportunities to hunt slowly in the underworld.

He said, "Hel me up."

Then a pop was heard.

A not very loud sound sounded, and then something fell to the ground.

Birken didn't have time to see clearly. He heard the sound of water and smelled the smell of blood... but he didn't feel strange that his face was covered with blood.

I just noticed that the two companions on the left and right were acting strangely, so I finally wiped the blood off my eyelids and raised my head to take a look.

What he saw was a headless body leaning forward.

There was also a knight's sword that fell from his hand.

When——!

The sword fell on the concrete floor, followed by the corpse, blood gushing out from the cut, staining the cold ground red, and exuding warm white air.

What happened?

Birken didn't react, and then heard a loud shout.

The golden knight on the right seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying. The golden fighting energy in his body burst out directly. There was strong fear hidden in his roar. He even started to burn his life at any cost!

He raised his sword edge with all his strength and slashed at it. The energy fluctuations that shook the atmosphere were enough to flatten even a small hill.

But nothing happened.

Just behind Birken, where he couldn't see, all the aftermath of the golden knight's burst of life energy and burst of fighting spirit were drowned in the blind spot of his vision, like a mud cow entering the sea without making a single sound.

Immediately afterwards, the knight's sword was sent back and pierced into the chest of the golden knight, nailing the assassin from Rome to the ground. The sword penetrated his head and blood flowed across it.

Birken looked down at the corpse of his companion.

At this moment, he could look back, but he didn't have the courage to look up and look back.

There were two mages among the killers from Rome. They tried to cast spells, but their bodies froze in the middle.

Within ten seconds of their eyes meeting, their bodies froze and lost consciousness, like solidified stones.

In fact, it really solidified into stone.

Then with a flick of his finger, the two stone statues were knocked into rubble.

The surrounding spectators had a panoramic view of everything that had just happened.

For a moment, I felt chilly.

Extraordinary people from these countries have gained unimaginable power. They feel that they are otherworldly, and their arrogance is self-generated. They come to Yingzhou to participate in the Underworld Exorcism, just to find opportunities for breakthroughs, and they all have their eyes above their heads.

At least no one thought that these five Romans would die here, at least not possible today.

However, the battle that followed may never be forgotten by them... No, it was not a battle at all, but a one-sided massacre.

No one expected such a thing to happen.

The third party suddenly arrived and began to unilaterally kill the Romans. The method was cruel and crisp, without any sloppiness, and even less graceful. It was just killing.

Some people saw it and felt scared; some people saw it and were deeply in awe.

Most extraordinary people have a heroic complex and believe that even when they die in battle, they can still maintain their heroic spirit and recite their death poems while being heroic and benevolent; but in fact, sometimes death only lasts for a moment, and it is often very ugly or tragic.

There is simply not enough time to think about the rest of my life and the shocking last words.

Perhaps it was because the young man in black's methods were so cruel that people around him forgot to stop him and just watched silently.

As a result, of the five Romans, only the last one was left in less than fifteen seconds.

The young man squatted down and patted the last Roman on the shoulder: "I can allow you to run forty-nine meters first."

Birken stood up from the ground, his golden fighting spirit accelerated, and he rushed towards the crowd, shouting: "Help me, help me! This man is crazy! He actually dares to kill people here, who will save me, save me - !”

The onlookers silently moved out of the way.

No one responded to the plea for help.

I can't and I don't dare.

Less than three seconds after he ran out, a spear pierced his back and nailed him to the ground.

Birken coughed up blood and breathed hard. He turned over and coughed up blood: "You, you..."

Bai Yu raised the spear to his heart and slowly stabbed it down: "I know you want to say that I don't keep my word, but why should I keep my word with someone like you (a despicable and shameless killer)?"

The Romans stared with wide eyes and refused to rest in silence.

Bai Yu dropped the phoenix inner breath and set the three corpses on fire.

The action of burning corpses and eradicating traces was so skillful that it made people feel distressed.

At this time, a midwinter man asked: "You just killed them like this, are you not afraid of taking responsibility?"

"What's the responsibility?" Bai Yu said expressionlessly: "The Daxia people killed several Romans in Yingzhou, and they have the guts to make the Holy See come to trouble me."

The audience looked at each other, speechless.

Not far away, Amamiya Mahiru stood in the moonlight, with a trace of scarlet dripping from the edge of his white fox mask, and his five fingers forming hooks under his sleeves.

Fortunately, the meeting was silent, otherwise it would have been deafening.