From Prisoner to Si Chen

"Universe——"

Pala hissed.

He held the sword with both hands and slashed forward fiercely.

The eighteen vortex patterns on the "Philosopher's Sword" twisted at the same time, releasing powerful energy.

With this sword, Pala instantly cut out a black line crack about ten meters long.

Herman narrowed his eyes, and was actually quite afraid of this crack. He gave up the pursuit and retreated to dodge.

Seeing this, Pala's eyes flashed with indifference.

"Blood Colonel" Herman posed the greatest threat to him. In order to break the situation, he had to swing this sword.

At this time, the "Shoeless Lady" behind him had already swung a punch. Pala did not dodge or block, because he knew that the opportunity was fleeting.

Bang! !

Pala's back was hit hard.

At the same time, the black fire brought by the bell burned on his body. He groaned, endured the pain, took a step and quickly rushed into the crack.

The crack disappeared instantly.

Just as "Lady No Shoes" sneered and felt happy because of hitting Pala hard, she heard a scream from behind:

"Ah!"

Her face changed slightly and she looked back fiercely.

She saw that the head of "Singer" had been chopped off by a scarlet and transparent sword!

Blood was spurting, and her golden hair was being held in Pala's hand.

Pala, whose body was burning with black flames, held the head in one hand and the sword in the other, standing firm.

"The second one."

Pala said hoarsely with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Lady No Shoes" took a deep breath and her eyes twitched.

"Singer" and "Singer" were the leaders of the three secret societies with her. They had many contacts and good friendships.

But in this encirclement and suppression battle, she was the only one left!

Crackling!

The scarlet arc burst out from Pala's hand, decomposing the head of "Singer" and the body on the ground together.

He raised his hand, and two miniature models of a man and a woman appeared in his palm, which were the images of the "singer" and the "singer", very lifelike.

"Pala, I have to say, I admire you."

Hermann did not rush to attack, holding the gem cross sword with one arm, and the military cloak rustled.

He looked at Pala from a distance and nodded in praise.

"Dare to come here alone, and under such a siege, you can kill two strong men of the same level... I have to say, you are worthy of being the knight commander under William."

"But you are destined to die today, and William will also lose a vital arm. The scales of the battle of Buao will eventually tilt towards Owena."

"Huff..."

Pala pounded the sword with one hand, burning with black fire all over his body, and gasped. His eyes were firm, and he suddenly grinned:

"Haha, Hermann, you are wrong, very wrong... My death will not only not make Bremen lose, but will boost morale and inspire all the people of the empire!"

"And my students will also inherit my will and knowledge, which will make you terrified and in awe!"

Hearing this, Hermann shook his head and smiled.

He just thought that Pala's words were just a stubbornness before his death.

After all, this kid used to be the most face-conscious and unyielding thorn in the "Healing Knights".

"Gilan Ilos, right?"

Hermann said calmly.

"I know him. He has made a name for himself at a young age. Not only does he hold a high position in Bremen, he is also known as the 'King of Mad Owls'... Some time ago, he caused quite a stir in the border of Hell. He is really powerful."

"But if it's just this level..."

He said, shaking his head.

Obviously, he didn't take the little guy seriously.

"Hermann, then just wait and see."

Pala smiled.

"One day, you will understand."

After that, he stopped chatting.

Pala's conversation was just to take a breather and prepare for the next move.

Clang! !

Hermann's face was cold, and he drew his sword again.

He swung the jewel cross sword in his hand with a simple vertical slash, and the bloody sword wind rose from the ground like a huge curtain, slashing across dozens of meters.

And the "Lady Without Shoes" also took the opportunity to flash the afterimage and attacked Pala's blind spot.

Her right arm twisted and extended, as if it had become a lance made of white bones, and she stabbed Pala with a gloomy face.

"Refine!"

Pala's eyes condensed and he shouted.

He clasped his hands together.

Snap!

With it as the center, a huge red alchemy array appeared on the stone slabs of the square within a radius of dozens of meters.

Immediately, a circle of black walls rose from the ground and converged in the sky, forming a hemispherical barrier to protect Pala.

Boom!!!

The white bone right arm of "Lady No Shoes" instantly pierced through the black wall, but her face changed slightly, because the touch from her hand was empty, and it was obvious that Pala was not hit.

Hermann's bloody sword curtain followed, and it actually ran over the hemispherical black wall barrier and split it in two.

The square seemed to be torn into a gully, the ground trembled, and dust flew.

But there was no one in the hemisphere!

"Imperial trick?!"

"Lady No Shoes" was surprised.

The next second, a black line crack suddenly appeared behind her head. Fortunately, "Lady No Shoes" was alerted spiritually, and her body reacted very quickly, and she dodged to the side.

Swoosh!!!

A silver sword light slashed out from the crack.

Puff——

"Ah!"

"Lady Shoeless" screamed in pain, her entire right arm was broken at the root, blood spurted out, and her body rolled to the ground.

When she reluctantly climbed up, she saw that Mr. Hellman's surroundings were filled with horizontal, vertical, or diagonal space cracks.

At a glance, there are no less than dozens of them!

The silver sword light was like a cosmic star ring, sparkling and tightly surrounding Heilmann.

Intense energy and dazzling light burst out, and the entire square shook with a roar.

Boom boom boom! !

Hellman's face was solemn, and he was holding the jeweled cross sword with one arm, constantly resisting attacks from all directions.

But the crack appeared and disappeared, and it was cut out by Pala who was in another layer of space.

"Gulu."

The "shoeless lady" swallowed. She never expected that she would lose an arm even in the face of a crack attack.

Mr. Hellman was attacked with such intensity and yet remained unscathed.

Parra didn't pay attention to her at all...

Perhaps in the eyes of the other party, his threat level is far less than that of Heilmann's sword!

"Damn it!" She cursed, covering her arms. "'Singer' and 'Singer' died under this move!"

There was fear in her eyes.

Para Celsus is obviously like her, limited by the earthly threshold and only has level 6 strength. But the actual combat effectiveness displayed is on two levels!

Moreover, the sixth-level "perfect human" quality she possesses is nothing at all when faced with injuries like a broken arm. She can regenerate a new one in the blink of an eye.

But Para's scarlet sword was extremely strange.

After being struck by it, it seemed as if an extremely difficult energy was flowing inside her body, constantly destroying her vitality, devouring her vitality, and causing her regeneration ability to fail.

And the whole body fell into extreme weakness.

"Lady Without Shoes" wanted to retreat, but due to the majesty of Speaker Leonidas, she did not dare to run away rashly, so she retreated quietly and withdrew from the battlefield, watching coldly.

"Colonel Blood" Hellman was still standing in the center of the square, holding a sword in one hand, facing the black lines of cracks that were constantly emerging around him, and the silver sword light that suddenly shot out from the cracks.

Clang, clang, clang!

Boom boom boom! !

Suddenly.

Hellman seemed to realize something, frowned, and shouted:

"Pala! Are you delaying me on purpose to buy time to lock down the position of the 'Elephant Guard Group'?!"

He seemed to know Pala well.

Although Parra appears to be a great alchemist and has reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship, the path he takes is the Spiral of the Holy Grail of the Furnace, the path of the "Torrent" of January——

Level 6 Prime "Prophet"!

This essence has the ability to predict the unknown. It has little benefit from frontal combat. It can only predict the trajectory of the opponent's attack.

But its other ability is very powerful, that is, it can use its own consciousness to search for targets in a wide range.

Such a secret is known only to Hellman, a former companion of the Knights.

"hehe……"

Parra's laughter came from the crimson cracks in all directions.

"It's too late, Heilmann."

"I have locked the two of them. Today, you will be so injured that you will be unable to activate the 'Final Explosion'!"

"It turns out that this is your true intention..."

Hellman's face darkened.

He narrowed his eyes and refused to dodge, allowing a silver sword light to pass by his chest. He suddenly found the opportunity and stabbed into the crack with the cross sword in his hand.

bass! ! !

Hellman was hit by a sword in the chest, leaving a sword mark that was deep enough to show the bone. The destructive energy attached to the "Philosopher's Sword" entangles the wound and prevents it from healing.

But he didn't realize it, as if he wasn't the one who was hurt. The sword light, as rich as red silk, penetrated the crack and hit Pala who was hiding in another layer of space!

Pfft——

Hellman drew his sword and his eyes were cold.

He glanced down at the sword blade, which was stained with bright red blood, originating from Pala.

And the cracks stopped abruptly and never appeared again.

There was a dead silence in the square.

Click...

The sword mark cracked on Hellman's chest, and his body was severely injured.

He didn't care about his injuries, but looked sideways to sense something, and then said in a gloomy tone:

"It's still a step too late..."

Hellman sensed that two members of the "Elephant Guard Group" had lost their auras. They were obviously killed by Parra's sneak attack with a rift across space!

In this battle, even if Parra died, they indeed suffered heavy losses!

Whoosh——

At this time, a black line appeared again on the back of Heilman's head.

The scarlet-colored "Philosopher's Sword" suddenly came out of it and pierced Hellman's abdomen.

"Got you!"

But Hellman obviously did it on purpose, he said indifferently.

He suddenly reached out and grabbed a person from the crack, it was Paracelsus!

At this time, Parra has returned to her original old appearance, looking depressed.

There was a sword cut on his left chest, which was clearly the injury caused by Heilmann inserting the cross sword into the crack just now.

Parra's heart was destroyed and her face turned pale.

At this moment, he was being grabbed by the neck by the upright Heilmann and being lifted up in the air.

"Para, do you have any last words?"

Hellman said solemnly.

Parra's wrinkled face was stained with blood, her cloudy eyes were half-opened, and the "Philosopher's Sword" in his hand never fell.

He grinned.

"Protect faith and heal...suffering."

"To end...the troubled times, we won't hesitate to fight."

"We live and die together and go to the battlefield together."

"We fight bravely to fight for...peace without borders."

Pala spoke weakly.

Herman was stunned when he heard what the other party was muttering.

This is the creed of the "Healing Knights".

As a former "Bloody Knight", how could Herman Tulio not remember it.

He released Pala's neck.

Let the dying old man fall to the ground.

Plop!

After Pala fell to the ground, he did not kneel down.

He struggled and stood up again tremblingly, holding the "Philosopher's Sword" and slowly raised his head.

"Thank you..."

Pala said to Herman.

He was grateful that the other party gave him a decent ending instead of being carried in someone's hand like a dead dog.

He also knew that this was the last bit of respect that Herman gave him for the sake of his former colleagues.

Pala Celsus supported his body that would fall down with a blow, looked at the man in military uniform in front of him, glanced at the "Lady Without Shoes" hiding in the distance, and then scanned the dark army around him.

He looked up at the sky.

It was noon and the sun was dazzling.

The light shone on his old face, and two golden lights were reflected in his pupils, like a flame that never went out.

"Captain, I did it!"

Pala raised his sword high, used up his last bit of strength, and shouted.

The voice resounded throughout the universe.

His body fell down.