The Endless Shuttle

The black-haired youth said with a dull expression.

"Are you all philosophers? Please change some fresh lines. I am tired of listening to such questions. Come on together, I have to clean up you before your princess comes down, after all, it is Erqui What about Te's sister..."

It is absolutely impossible for Bai Ji's real combat power to be as weak as in the original book, and that is Alquette after being hit by the "powerful weakening BUFF". But even so, it is still possible to get a glimpse of the strength of the true ancestor, Ji Xing Ji.

For example, to retrieve Alquite, whose power was stolen by Roa, not to mention the unlimited use of "Moonfall", Japan will become horrible after about a dozen times.

There is no doubt that it is the power to destroy the country, and it is much more convenient than nuclear bombs. Without all kinds of messy assistance, Alquite just stops somewhere. With this idea, most of the human beings in a city have to hurry up and write their wills.

Alteluchi, who can snatch Bai Ji's long hair in a fight, is not as perfect as Alquiet, but her strength is definitely not that bad. In addition to the "absolute right to kill primates" that the "first ancestor" doesn't know if it is useful to him, it is always right to be cautious.

"Brad!"

"……Um."

In the face of emergencies, conversations are meaningless, and it is certain that the overall unknown black-haired youth will remain hostile to them.

Raizowor exerted force with his right hand, and the leather etched with the seal runes instantly shattered, and the magic sword he was proud of was held in the palm of his hand.

A stylish double-edged sword with an ominous scarlet in the middle, it is indeed a magic sword that matches the identity of the ancestor of the dead. In contrast, "White Knight" Brad also took out his weapon - a Western rapier.

Boom!

With the sound of flesh tearing through the atmosphere, "Black Knight" Rezovor took the lead in attacking.

Cut upwards from the lower left, the sharp and ferocious martial arts, judging from the degree of swelling of his right arm muscles, probably intends to cut Luo Pei's whole body in half obliquely.

"Do you want to compare who is stronger? Dead Apostles!"

With a ferocious expression on his face, Luo Pei didn't protect his right hand. Relying on his steel and iron bones, he just met the "true demon" of Rizowal.

During this time, he was muttering, reciting the spirit of the "Bull" at a high speed that is difficult for human hearing to grasp.

"——I am the strongest, and I hold all victories in my hands. No matter man or demon, I am the one who defeats all enemies, and I will crush any enemy that stands in my way! The bull with the shining golden horn Ah, give me aid!"

That is the power of Hercules.

Atlas tipped the canopy, and Hercules took up the burden. Velaslana, who had the same origin as that great hero, erupted with terrifying power in an instant.

Raizowor didn't even have time to react. When Rope's palm touched his blade, the black knight's red pupils just shrank, and his fingers, tendons, and arm bones were all in a mess. It flew out like a cannonball.

—It’s not over yet.

In the sky, the Thunder Snake rolled, and accompanied by a loud noise, a thick and thin water column of lightning struck down, and hit the Black Knight impartially. The violent energy instantly wiped away more than half of the Dead Apostle's body, but he didn't know Somehow, a faint black air from the blade protected the black knight's heart, so that he didn't suffer much loss.

"Hey--!"

The white knight Brad has been dumbfounded.

Of course the Vampire Earl knew how strong his partner was.

Although Raizowal himself hates methods like magic, his Death Apostle's own abilities and that magic sword are not far behind even the White Winged Lord who is proud of his body.

Such a guy was actually wounded face to face by that black-haired youth! ? Brad seriously suspected that he was delusional.

"Brad! Expand your enchantment!"

During the regeneration of the body, Razovor shouted.

"The enemy has been determined to be a god, and ordinary means cannot attack the opponent! Give me your all from the beginning!"

One of the three oldest Dead Apostles, the Black Knight, who is conservatively estimated to have a lifespan of more than 2,000 years, is almost as judgmental as Merlene Solomon, who cheated on "spirituality".

What's more, even without any protective contact, the "true devil" can't cast a "curse" on the other party...

Rui Zowor ground his canine teeth, half of his body was growing rapidly. The immortality that transcends time and bestows the curse upon all things is truly remarkable.

"...We have returned to the Age of Gods?"

Brad, who believed in his companions, muttered to himself, then straightened his expression, and pointed the Western rapier in his hand at Lopez.

"O unruly dead of the four oceans! Gather under my long sails again, and drink the blood wine of glory together! - Plunder, ghost fleet!"

The realization of the mind-like landscape is the magic that is closest to magic.

White Knight Brad's Inherent Barrier——The ghost ship group is here!

The sky distorted and disguised like a blurred canvas, and the feeling of weightlessness struck. By the time Luo Pei looked around again, the exotic cityscape had been replaced by a gloomy sea.

There is no land, no islands, all you can see are endless ancient pirate ships, and the undead are making meaningless roars, as if they can't wait to tear Rope apart and drink his blood.

On the most luxurious first ship, Ruizowal and Brad were standing on the deck. The black knight's physical regeneration has obviously been completed, and even the black windbreaker has been patched up, which should be a magic dress.

"Stand still on the sea instinctively without making any preparations..." Brad gritted his teeth.

"Is it real?"

"It's real. I'm surprised too." Rezovor gripped his magic sword and stared at Rope intently.

"In the mysterious decline of the present, we can actually get a glimpse of the true face of the gods. "When a certain thing reaches the extreme, there will be a great rebellion." This is the current situation..." The black knight has never been to the ancient country in the east, but I've only heard such a saying, so I don't know that his description actually has a shorter idiom - when things are extreme, they must be reversed.

"As usual?" Brad asked.

"Um."

Rezovor said briefly, he switched the "True Demon" to the other side, and stepped on the side of the big ship with one foot.

"Don't fight him in close quarters, call your fleet to attack with all your strength. The opponent's strength is very strong, but it's still within my tolerance range. I will try my best to cut off his head."

"learn."

Although Brad and Rizowal are unhappy with each other, they are black and white old CPs who have been with each other for so many years, and there is no need to talk about the tacit understanding between them.

At that time, if Fallows hadn't caught the white knight by surprise and prevented Rizowal from joining the battle in time, he might not have won so easily.

Very far away, Luo Pei looked at the two ancestors of the dead disciples who were ready to go, and suddenly wanted to laugh.

"Put me on the "Ocean", do you think your battle is too easy? Or is it that I have been underestimated..." He said to himself sarcastically.

The "intrinsic barrier" is the realization of the mental landscape, and it is true that it belongs to the other party's world, but it does not mean that everything in this world is controlled by Brad.

The Emperor's "King's Army" can't roll up the sandstorm COS Gaara. There's no way the coyote could have raised the bladed dirt out of nowhere to make mountains like in Unlimited Swordsmanship. After all, what Brad could control was the ghost fleet and the undead on board. It was impossible to control the sea under their feet—or at most create some small waves and eddies.

So, here comes the problem.

What is the most feared thing for a fleet sailing on the sea?

...You and I are really not compatible, "White Knight" Brad.