Age of Heroes, ten consecutive guarantees

Amemiya Mahiru has been invisible for as long as she can remember.

Vision is one of the senses through which human beings can obtain the most information. Once vision is missing, the whole world will be dangerous for her.

Even the beautiful scenery that others can appreciate, the blooming flowers in summer, the falling leaves in autumn, the falling snow in winter, the revival of spring... She doesn't know those scenery.

Because she couldn't distinguish colors, and because she had only heard poems and articles, those things only existed in her imagination in her senses.

Even after gaining the clairvoyance, she still couldn't understand what kind of enchanting beauty there was in those monotonous lines.

Therefore, the world that Amamiya Mahiru perceives is different from ordinary people's understanding. It is very monotonous and pale.

And this is also reflected in her sword.

Each swordsman's sword intention is unique, and the sword domain extended by his sword intention cannot be repeated.

It must have been something that left a deep impression or deep scar on the soul.

Her scars themselves stem from her flaws.

It comes from her understanding of the world.

Therefore, in Amemiya Mahiru's perception, the world is a geometric pattern composed of points and lines. It has no color or outline, and is just a simple sketch.

And lines are destined to be fragile.

Since it is a fragile thing, it can be cut off.

A swordsman is the fourth level of a swordsman, and a swordsman is an expert in using swords. Swords are weapons for killing, and swordsmanship is the art of killing. No matter how much it is beautified, the swordsman's sword intention must still be implemented in the act of 'killing' Come up.

Other swordsmen may have experienced the many beautiful scenes of Spring and Autumn, seen winter thunderstorms, and seen heavy snow sealing mountains, and thus had a glimmer of understanding, and thus realized the sword intent that is enough to cut through thunder.

But Amemiya's sword completely abandoned those fancy perceptions, her sword was monotonous.

Therefore, the sword intention is also monotonous.

Because it is monotonous, it is also pure.

The sword she wields will become extremely 'thin' with the blessing of the sword's will, just like the line in the hand of a stick figure, and such a delicate line has the power to crush everything the moment it is swung. ability.

It may not be appropriate to use the words ‘indestructible’ to describe it.

That's not a question of whether it's solid or not, but the word solid no longer exists for her.

It's like physics no longer exists, and no one can improve it in the future.

Even a swordsman of the same level would be cut in half by her sword with both weapons and people in that monotonous and simple world composed of dots and lines.

This is the ultimate form of "taking advantage of the world with nothing".

This kind of sword is actually the invincible sword that countless swordsmen dream of.

How terrifying is this sword that cannot be blocked by any defense or attack?

It simply implements the offensive aesthetics of Yingzhou Swordsman to the extreme.

No matter whether you catch this sword or not, or at what angle or posture you use to catch it... as long as I hit it, you will die!

This is a huge advantage that cannot be achieved by any swordsmanship.

So Amemiya Mahiru didn't block the attacks of everyone around her, she just cut off and smashed these people together with their means of attack.

From now on, there is no longer defense, no flicking knife, and no more flesh in her eyes.

Every sword cut through the skin and into the bones, breaking in two swiftly.

only……

After deeply understanding this, Amamiya Mahiru commented on his level as a swordsman as "how boring".

The reason why I mentioned the word ‘boring’.

It's a kind of self-deprecation.

Rather than a conceit.

Because in her own opinion, such a sword is just a little sharper.

It's like a person who has been anticipating what kind of super power he will acquire, so he works hard to exercise. After training hard for six years, he discovered that his super power is to "get stronger according to the total duration of exercise." .

It's not that it's not powerful enough, it's that it's not interesting enough and doesn't match what was expected.

It's good to be simple and crude, but this kind of super power can't fly, nor can I use the left, right, right or left fire and thunder to help me.

While others are playing with all kinds of tricks, you are sweating like rain in the gym and finishing three cans of protein powder.

This is boring.

Such a boring fourth level of swordsman hindered her for six full years. It was only natural for Amamiya Mahiru to sigh deeply.

But after all, the extraordinary fourth realm is a high-rise building built on its own foundation. People who have never seen the sea will naturally not be able to draw the sea.

She naturally couldn't own something that Amemiya Mahiru couldn't even imagine. Such a thin and boring sword was the ultimate she had reached after six years.

Only those who have faced its sharp edge will deeply realize what it means to be terrible.

She despised it as she despised herself with her flaws;

The enemy will not dislike him, he is not even qualified to dislike him.

When everyone saw that ray of cold light advancing, they had already stopped breathing.

A sword as sharp as iron has fundamentally ended all tactics of military attack. When your sword collapses at the touch of a sword, what chance do you have of winning this battle?

So, all that was heard was the roar of the knife.

Amemiya Mahiru just walked over, the knife cut through the air, the sword cut through the white mist, the air flow stirred, and the Huangquan Canyon under the night, echoed with residual sounds.

People fell like grass.

The Chinese who had been aggressively trying to kill everyone in the Wu family before had less than a hundred people dead at this time.

Some of those standing in the back row had already turned around and fled out of Huangquan Canyon.

They dare not face it.

Even the sounds of fighting in the canyon gradually subsided.

The people of the Wu family stopped using their swords because the Chinese had lost their fighting spirit and fighting spirit first, and some killers even raised their hands to disarm themselves.

Before the huge difference in strength, a small breakthrough was made, and then the army was defeated like a mountain.

Tomohiro Fujiwara was at the exit of the canyon, and he was taken up by his retainers.

Two of his legs had been cut off, and it was all thanks to his retainers who desperately rescued him, and they rushed out of the canyon carrying his half-broken body.

The white mist rolled and seemed to gradually disappear the fox fairy in white.

Tomohiro Fujiwara was afraid, confused, confused, and stunned. Many emotions were flowing through his heart. He opened his mouth and felt as if he was living in a dream.

How could such a ridiculous thing happen?

At the last moment, he was confident of victory, dealing with the shogun and the emperor, and was about to reach the pinnacle of power.

The next moment, he was completely defeated. More than half of the Chinese were killed or injured. He became a cripple and was carried on the shoulders of his retainers as he fled, like a bereaved dog.

Damn it, how could it be like this, how could it be like this——!

His eyes were red and he looked ferocious.

Fujiwara bit his wrist until it bled. He held back the huge frustration and the shame of wanting to commit suicide.

He used the pain to force himself to calm down. He couldn't die now. He wanted revenge, he wanted revenge, he wanted to do his best to survive, and then let this woman pay the price!

Tomohiro Fujiwara let go of his teeth and said in a low voice: "Go east, there is an underground warehouse, there are supplies in it, enough for us to last for five days."

The retainer asked: "Do you want to take in the remaining troops?"

"The Chinese can't be trusted either. They will be eager to tear me apart." Tomohiro Fujiwara made a quick decision: "Let them stay and buy me time."

Being ruthless and decisive is also a required course for politicians. He knew it was time to give up, at least now.

But it's not over yet. There are many ways to deal with a person.

"Today is not the end. One day, I will get them all back."

Fujiwara swore secretly.

The retainer carried him silently towards the east, but suddenly, his footsteps stopped.

Because the sound of footsteps also came from deep in the thick fog.

A man came closer and looked at him, showing a hint of surprise.

"Oh, what a coincidence, why are you carrying someone on your back?" The Daxia man carried the blond saint on his back and raised his hand to greet the retainer with a kind attitude.

The next moment, the retainer turned around and disappeared into the white mist, leaving behind a smoke screen and various props or ninjutsu that obstructed sight and hearing.

In the blink of an eye, he flew hundreds of meters away, sprinting through the trees.

But three seconds later, he saw a person parked on the treetops directly in front of him.

"You're not very fast at that." The young man appeared and disappeared, and the next moment he was standing beside Fujiwara's retainer: "Brother, do you want to buy it?"

The retainer threw Fujiwara Tomohiro to one side, rushed towards Bai Yu, pulled out the explosives on his body, and blew himself up brazenly.

One minute after the roar, Bai Yu hummed a ditty about recognizing reality and dragged one person towards the direction of Huangquan Canyon.

After a while, the Daxia people came to the entrance of Huangquan Canyon.

What I saw was a group of people scrambling to escape from the canyon, running in all directions, as if the incarnation of the Dread Lord was behind them.

The commotion only lasted for more than ten seconds, and soon no one even escaped.

Bai Yu crossed the entrance of the canyon and left the halfling behind.

Fujiwara Tomohiro rolled all the way along the height difference, feeling dizzy. When he opened his eyes, he just happened to see the woman in white standing in front of him.

Amemiya Mahiru glanced at him lightly.

Just such a light glance.

In an instant, I felt so frightened.

He knew he was completely finished.

But he didn't even have the courage to draw his sword and resist.

"Even if I die, I will not die by your sword!"

Fujiwara Tomohiro directly grabbed a broken sword and stabbed himself in the neck.

There was a trace of pride on his despairing and pale face, as if in this way he had maintained his last integrity, gained a little solace, and achieved spiritual victory.

But then, he broke through the defense again.

Amamiya Mahiru's eyes passed directly over him, without stopping or paying attention at all.

She put away all her chilling aura and smiled gently at the top.

He stepped over Fujiwara's side and walked quickly to Bai Yu's side.

The young man also casually put the immobile saint aside, as if he were seeing city hunter Meng Bo hugging and throwing away each other. Cordelia screamed in pain as she fell on her butt.

He took the initiative to give a hug to the girl who had been separated for two days.

In the hug as if no one else was around, Bai Yu asked casually: "Who is that man with a broken leg?"

"I don't know, I don't know, I don't know." Amemiya Mahiru said casually.

Only then did Fujiwara Tomohiro realize that Amamiya Mahiru had not remembered him at all and had long lost his murderous intention.

His eyes widened and he refused to close his eyes.

Bai Yu looked at the tragic scene in the canyon. Even if he didn't need to ask what was going on, he could roughly guess it.

Moreover, this side has also received tips from the Chronicle of Heroes.

[The level of the heroic spirit ‘Ignorance Ghost’ has been improved]

[Comprehensive level: 40→43]

[Acquire Sword Intent ‘Infinite’]

In six years, we have accumulated a lot of experience.

At this time, her level had surpassed Bai Yu's, and her combat power had soared significantly.

Bai Yu was deeply pleased. At this time, Amamiya Mahiru could already fight against a generation of grandmasters. If she was given another four years, it would not be a problem to enter the late fourth level.

As for whether he can be canonized, I'm not in a hurry.

While he was happy, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Now that Amemiya Mahiru has broken through to the fourth extraordinary realm.

Why does the weaving of destiny show no sign of ending?