The Endless Shuttle

His tone was very gentle, as if he was teaching his ineffective grandson, but the killing intent contained in it made the sword king's hairs stand on end.

"I have no complaints when I lose to my best friend."

Salvatore stretched his neck, giving up the fear that hindered him, leaving behind only his competitive spirit.

"Then why are you still looking for me? A defeated dog."

"Tsk, what a disgusting tone... I just hate you."

Even if Tony is a careless warrior with a sword in his head, the feeling of honor and shame is not so easy to forget.

He raised the sword in his hand high, and recited the words of the silver-armed god king Nuada.

"—I swear here. I will not allow anything that I can't cut to exist. This sword can cut and cut everything on the ground. It is an invincible blade."

The arm turned into a metal arm made of silver, Salvatore pointed the blade at the motionless old man, and said loudly.

"Before the troublesome guy comes, let me recover the previous shame, Dejansdal Vauban!"

Chapter 86 Cutting the Light of the Flame

After Tony used his power, the whole air was filled with a sharp breath and a metallic taste.

But facing the magic sword that cut through everything in the world, the Marquis of Vauban just shook his head with a slight sigh.

"It is impossible to become an excellent king just by being competitive. Salvatore Tony, while I am in a good mood today, I will give you a chance to take back the sword, otherwise there will be a change between you and me." It's a battle of life and death. Those who leave here can only step on the blood of the loser."

The oldest godslayer has the confidence to say this.

Except for the Chinese leader Luo Hao, Sacha Dejansdal Vauban never looked down on anyone, even his compatriot with the same personality as himself——Salvatore Tony.

"I didn't come here to lay down the blade in front of you."

Salvatore hung his sword by his side, forming a defensive posture that he could deal with no matter what.

"If I lose this time, my best friend Rope will also avenge me. I will definitely let you taste the taste of defeat in this island country in the far east!"

Is about to pin the victory on the sword, one-on-one heroic thinking. There are also worries about what to do if you lose.

This is why Salvatore made the contradictory action of contacting Rope to come to Japan to deal with the Marquis together, but then sneaking out to fight alone.

"Have you lost your mind?"

The elderly gentleman frowned. "In order to win, you even chose the most stupid way, Tony, I seem to have overestimated you."

"Hmph, don't talk to me in such a tone that you have already won." Salvatore said disdainfully. "Prove it with actions."

"Young people nowadays..."

Sighing, the Marquis slowly unbuttoned the suit on his upper body, and put it on the next step smoothly.

Immediately afterwards, Vauban's figure changed.

From a human form to a wolf with silver hair walking upright - a wolf, and completely wolf posture.

Woban's body, transformed into a silver wolf, swelled and grew bigger in one breath. About 30 meters in length, the gigantic body that had reached an impossible size stopped expanding.

Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow! !

The huge roaring sound resounded in the dark cloud-covered sky.

At the same time, those cumulonimbus clouds began to exert their own value, and a huge storm suddenly blew up in Chiba County.

—Lightning, wind, rainstorm, wolf!

The rain hit Salvatore's steely skin, making him feel cool all over.

The time to start a war is often only a moment.

As a swordsman's perception came first, he swung his blade directly to the right side of his body. After cutting off the rain, he was firmly pinched by the sharp claws of the Marquis of Vauban.

The huge werewolf had moved to Salvatore's side at some point!

"Same as back then, the sneak attack seems to have no effect." Woban narrowed his green animal pupils, still leisurely and arrogantly said.

"Even if I don't defend, you can't break "Steel". "

Salvatore smiled boldly, shining silver magic power all over his body, constantly exerting power on his right hand.

crunch!

A tooth-piercing voice sounded from the hands of the Marquis of Vauban.

It was the sound of nails that were as solid as gold being slowly cut off.

"Your sword is still so annoying."

The werewolf turned around and kicked him away with his back foot.

Because it was too fast, Salvatore didn't have time to increase his weight and stabilize his footing.

The King of Swords flying in the air not only withstood the huge strength of the Marquis, but also several thunderbolts struck down fiercely in the sky, enveloping him in the electric light.

But even so, Salvatore still didn't get hurt at all.

"Dragon Slaying Hero" Siegfried's power, unless it is Rope's sword of speech and spirit, or relying on the power of flames for calcination, otherwise it really corresponds to the old Chinese saying.

Salvatore is a copper pea that can't be steamed, boiled, hammered, fried, or fried!

"Saltization can't hurt you...I've already fought you once, and I'm tired of the step-by-step approach."

Vauban's wolf breathed out white gas, and his eyes became dangerous.

"Pay the price for your own arrogance, not every time you are so lucky, escape from my flame!"

The Marquis is serious, he really wants to kill his compatriots!

Hearing these words from the Marquis, Salvatore's heart trembled, and he subconsciously looked up at the sky.

In the sky, the clouds and fog were dispelled.

No, it should be said that it has become thicker.

The rainwater evaporated by heat turns into water vapor, which continuously adds the raw materials of cumulonimbus clouds. But those clouds were no longer pitch-black at all, but turned into a deep red like rouge, like burning clouds.

— That is karma, and it is also fire.

The eternal flame in the red lotus hell, the wrath of the Buddha, the embodiment of the will to eliminate evil and promote good.