Chapter 40: Demonic Sword—Lei Wanting

"Alan is such a fool... It is obvious that as long as I hold this old man for a long time, I can see it as our victory after taking the hostage..." Rorona kept talking, and it was clearly her own silly complaining, but it was completely enough for Allen to hear it.

This... was told to myself on purpose? Even if you want to say bad things to others, you have to say it behind your back! Rorona's thoughts almost made Allen ignore the situation where he was caught.

"That's impossible. Although you can't see it, I did have set up defensive barriers around the young master before you came in. As a senior steward who has served this family for many years, how could he put his young master in danger?" Lawrence thought about it for a while and continued: "The hardness of the barrier is probably the same as the magic barrier on my body, which means that if you can't defeat me first, there will be no time to break through the barrier..."

"Now, are you going to defeat me?"

How could an alchemist defeat a magician who is more advanced than him? Alan was about to speak up and ask Rorona to evacuate before he could move. Anyway, as long as he has money, he can eat and live well even if he goes to prison again, but Rorona has already answered.

"Well... the plan has made inevitable mistakes. Perhaps evacuation is also a good choice, but..." Rorona paused for a while.

"It's so troublesome! I'm going to come here for the second time. Moreover, it's so troublesome to continue waiting for this guy Alan to be released from prison. Therefore, the most convenient thing is to let you lie down and take Alan and that guy away."

The bandages fell down in circles, and they were the bandages that had originally wrapped Rorona's right hand like a rice dumpling. With just the left hand, it was impossible to defeat the guy in front of her.

The right hand, which had completely removed the bandage, moved to the hilt of Lei Wanting's sword behind her back. Although there were no scars on the surface, the process of moving to the hilt was extremely slow, just like an uncontrollable arm.

Is it a wounded person? He is obviously just a wounded person but he is still unwilling to give up his purpose. Perseverance is not stupid, but persistence that does not know how to compare strength is a complete idiot. He wanted to hold back because he was a half-grown girl... Lawrence pointed his wand at Rorona, and a wind blade was immediately released - the wind blade that had accumulated strength should be able to knock her down directly, right?

"Oh, it's not good to attack someone else when they are preparing for something." An ordinary steel sword appeared in Rorona's left hand at some point, blocking the Wind Blade, but it seemed that because she was not very familiar with holding the sword in her left hand, the sword in her left hand was bounced away after blocking the Wind Blade. However, even so, there was no panic in her tone.

"Oh? Then do you want me to give you some time to prepare?"

"No... it's ready." Pull out the strange long sword behind you. The movements in the whole process were completely different from those just now, and there was no sign of any awkwardness.

At some point, a few tentacles were stretched out at the hilt of the black long sword, and they crawled directly on the back of the girl's sword, then pierced from the back of the hand, and then directly extended from the back of the hand to the shoulder, so that the girl's smooth and slender arms became ferocious, as if they were covered with something like blue veins.

"Now, it's not me who fights you, it's Rayvanting..." Waving the weapon in his hand, Rorona looked at Lawrence.

However, before she finished speaking, she made another strange move to people around her - pinched her cheek with her left hand, and twisted it hard, and her tender cheeks turned red due to excessive force.

Is this a strange ceremony preparation? Lawrence naturally thought so about this strange action.

But it was obviously not what he thought...

"Ha, I've wanted to do this once a long time ago. This stinky girl who has no respect for the great Lei Wanting!" The sword in her hand made a arrogant voice.

"This idiot..." And she said helpless words when she pinched herself. At this time, she finally had the idea that perhaps the right choice was to retreat directly just now.

This is a...demon sword! Lawrence's eyes remained on the sword in Rorona's hand, with an unconcealed shock in his eyes.

Lawrence waved the magic wand in his hand, controlling the wind blades to attack one after another, while preparing other magic spells.

While performing the unconscious primary magical shooting, prepare another spell, a double chant of alien spells in a sense. This is no longer a field that ordinary magicians can do, and it also represents the highest level of Lawrence at this time. If the opponent is an unknown magic sword, he may indeed be defeated because of his carelessness.

The black magic sword - Lei Wanting turned into black afterimages, blocking all wind blades as if they could not break through the defensive wall. Because it is a sword, no one understands the sword. Because it is a sword, it has reached the pinnacle of its use.

Each strike accurately hits the weak point of the wind blade and gathers it without any obstacles. The accuracy of using weapons is no longer a human category, but unlike the leisurely operation, I seem to be a little anxious.

"Idiot! Rush up and chop him over! Can you do it! Didn't you see him preparing other spells?" That guy has the ability to delay the spell until it needs to be released. Once he completes a spell, he may have a fatal blow at any time.

"Huhuhuhuhu... It is precisely because of this that I have been waiting, waiting to see what kind of ability the current magic has!" Unlike the owner's anxiety, the weapon in his hand made a leisurely voice, and Xiao was interested in it. Perhaps it really wanted to see how far the opponent in front of him could go?

The sound of the chanting of the spell stopped, and it seemed that it had been completed, but since Rorona and Revantin were not very familiar with the spell, they could not tell what kind of magic they had prepared. However, as Rorona expected, nothing happened after the spell was completed - it was indeed delayed, waiting for the opportunity to hit a fatal blow?

In this case, the guy who was fighting him head-on must be a fool! But what Rorona didn't consider was that the weapon in her hand was a fool in a sense, so she had to do something that only a fool would do.

She rushed up, while the weapon in her hand was still screaming excitedly: "Hoha, are you finally ready? Let me see what it is! If it is not interesting, it will tear you apart!"

Lei Wanting, who claims to be the tyrant of the sword, has unparalleled sword skills because he is a sword. Because he is a tyrant, the fighting form is also straightforward - a charge that is commonly used as the warriors at the bottom, relies entirely on the collision of pure power.

This kind of battle with pure brute force is the one that Rorona disdained the most, but Rorona did not expect that she would have a day of "loving it" to perform such a move. Judging from the movements, she was completely happy... although it was not her original intention!

But if it is a warrior, then Lei Wanting is also a powerful warrior, because when it attacked Lawrence, as a mage, he had almost no reaction and just rushed out a wind blade to himself...

He easily swung his sword to gather the wind blade, and used a heavy kick to attack Lawrence with his right foot - Lei Wanting, as a weapon, would not have the concept that only the sword in his hand was a weapon. For it, as long as it works, anything can become a weapon to defeat the enemy!

The right foot that was hit was a blast - the sound of hitting the magic barrier locked, but unlike Alan's previous one, because the sound was even louder, and the kick brought out by the body actually penetrated the magic barrier of the magician, and it also hit the mage's lower abdomen with the remaining momentum and kicked it away...

Without any weapon, only using the body to penetrate the magic barrier, it has to be said that Lei Wanting does not disappoint the name of the magic sword. The pure power blessed by himself can actually achieve this level, but... the only thing that is blessed is only power. Whether it hits the barrier and kicks it away, or when he steps on the ground again afterwards, Rorona feels the severe pain in her right foot - perhaps the bones are broken?

If Alicia, who is close to the body of a demigod, would probably be relaxed and pleasant, but if it were Rorona, who was just a human body, it would be inevitable to break a few bones.

However, only Rorona can feel this way. At this time, Lei Wanting, as the controller, did not feel any pain - it was not herself who broke the bone!

Therefore, the most terrifying thing is that when entering this state, the sword holder will not stop his attack even if he is seriously injured. It can be said that as long as he is not cut off his limbs, he will continue to attack even if he is already dead. Just like a puppet drama, it doesn’t matter whether the puppet has life.

But forget it, anyway, the attack just now was enough to make him straight in his body, Rorona continued to rush towards Lawrence who was knocked away without pause...

Rorona: "The winner is decided..."

"Indeed." The other party who should have refuted said words of recognition.

The figure that had already rushed began to slow down and finally stopped completely - several wind chains that were like the ones that bound Alan completely wrapped around Rorona. Although Lei Wanting's huge force could still move, it would probably be impossible to continue moving forward.

"Knowing that there is a trap, you still have to act as expected by the other party. If the actions just now were made by the sword in your hand, then there would be some problems with its brain..." Lawrence said it, and Rorona absolutely agreed with this.

But Lawrence would not be delayed by her identification with the next move.

The colorless blade...

The set cuts through the ancient times of Prasios, and runs through everything that touches...

It will run like a cycle of reincarnation...

He started singing spells, and at this time there was no need to delay the spell. The violent wind element began to surge in the room, and finally attached to the tip of the long wand in Lawrence's hand.

The windy sickle weasel...

When the spell is completed, Lawrence will raise the magic wand that has condensed its magic - as long as it is swung it, the battle will end there, and to some extent, the winner and defeat just now is decided.

"It's over, it's really a rare battle. I actually saw the legendary magic sword..." After saying that, I swung it down, which was enough to directly make the other party lose consciousness.

Perhaps because he could not look directly at his own failure, the other party lowered his head. In any case, Lawrence thought so, but he seemed to be muttering something in his mouth?

"Shoot him..."

Lawrence heard it clearly, but didn't care. Anyway, the battle would end when the wand was swung, and he did not stop the movements in his hand at all.

Wave it, but nothing happened, because the wand in his hand had been broken into two pieces, and the end of the gem-inlaid with magic that gathered the magic seemed to be cut open by something sharp in an instant and fell to the ground... During the whole process, Lawrence only saw a flash of silver light!

"Lei Wanting." At this time, the other party's second half of the sentence had just been said.

Rorona broke free from the wind chain on her body with a slight force - this kind of magic could not work for too long under the blessing of herself, which had been blessed with great power.

"It's over. Lei Wanting's sword blade has the ability to stretch to a certain extent, but its characteristic is not the length it can reach, but the speed... just like the tongue of some reptile monsters." He swung Lei Wanting out, and the vase five meters away in front was cut in half in half, and the cut was smooth as a mirror. What Lawrence could see was the flash of silver light that the sword blade swung.

"It's probably five hundred times the clapping speed... In other words, from the moment you entered the range of Lei Wanting's shooting, your life was in my hands. As for why the sword blade fell was not your head, maybe it was because Lei Wanting didn't feel my murderous intent."

"In the face of the strange unknown, tremble powerlessly..." Dilai turned toward the target, ignoring Lawrence who was still standing there.

If he insists on continuing to attack without distinguishing the gap between the enemy and us, there is no way to do so, if he is not a fool...

The defensive barrier of the magic barrier is no different from the paper in front of Lei Wanting's sword blade, staring at Dilai who can't see his mind clearly in front of him.

"Oh, I've been waiting for a long time. Although I know you don't want to, I'd better go with me? Maybe it's a good concert..." In Dilai's opinion, the person in front of him said similar words of teasing, and I don't know if it was his illusion, but she seemed to have a faint red under her pupils, which were originally water-blue.
Chapter completed!