Begin the Holy Grail War with the Sombra Legion

The storm roared in the red sword light.

Filled with the evils of this world, Susanoo moved forward in an unstoppable manner like a beast unchained.

Anything that blocked it, whether it was thunder or gust of wind, was destroyed by this extreme might.

And Susanoo naturally won't be caught without him. With him as the center, the tsunami is spreading wildly around.

In the chaotic secluded world, the water of the earth goes directly to the Tianhe River, forming a quite wonderful scenery.

"My husband is working hard."

The princess of twelve singles held the door frame, her delicate face was still calm.

Just by looking at it, you can understand how powerful that Roland is. With her aptitude, the divine aura shines like a beacon in her perception.

"Forgive my concubine, it's better for us to retreat temporarily. That young gentleman's power is in full swing, and he doesn't seem to just want to stop. According to the current situation, the Yu husband may be more fortunate than good."

Susanoo does have some strength as a steel, but how can Roland the God of Murder be worse than him? Rather, almost all the gods defeated by him have a deeper origin than the little-known steel hero of the Far East.

The winning rate is only 20%, which is almost the data after Roland made all the stupid mistakes in the battle.

"What the princess has seen is very true."

The mage in black walked out of the door and stood in the same position as Princess Glasseye.

"That Demon King is young, and his strength is really scary. Wouldn't it be better for me to avoid his edge first, and think of a countermeasure slowly?"

Although he usually does not deal with the princess with glass eyes, it is also a dispute over interests. At this moment when it is necessary to work together, the mage in black will not quarrel over personality differences.

Although he is tough on the surface, he is the shallowest among them, and he is the one who wants to escape from here the most.

As a being promoted from a human body, his human nature is thin and strong, despicable and noble, and he is much more realistic than Princess Glasseye or even Susanoo.

"I'll leave first, how about you, princess?"

"I'll stay a little longer."

But Princess Glasseye rejected the black-clothed archmage who wanted to take care of each other.

"You guys leave first."

"Why? Don't you think there is still a chance for husband Yu to win?"

The black-clothed archmage frowned. Although he was not as strong as Yu Husband, he was also a bit confident in battle. In front of Roland's huge giant combined with power, the power of that sword had already surpassed that of the gods. common sense.

That's why he didn't hesitate to give up his ally who had known him for hundreds of years, and chose to leave.

"No, you don't understand, I just want to witness a result, or a possibility, I have a special hunch."

"It's clear that I finally got out, but if you go all out again, when the situation is not good, you probably won't be able to retreat like you did last time... Could it be that you..."

The black-clothed archmage took back the half-sentence he had not finished.

The answer to his question was already known from the face of the **** who had been with him for a long time.

"That's why you chasing flames, moth-like witches..."

The black-robed mage shook his head and sighed, but he didn't say anything to stop him.

He bowed to Princess Glasseye, and then dissipated in the space like smoke.

As for watching the ending, participating in Roland's plan, or helping Susanoo or something - sorry, he hasn't lived enough yet.

Recklessly interfering in the battle between the godslayer and the disobedient **** is like an ant trying to create a chance for the fighting humans. Apart from being slapped to death, it is difficult to imagine other endings.

Under the light of the sword, in the thick fog that dissipated, a man soaked in blood stood up.

I don't know when, his appearance has become a strong young man.

When Princess Glasseye saw this, her complexion changed.

From the time Susanoo appeared to the present, he has not appeared in this full-fledged manhood.

The appearance of Susanoo now undoubtedly tells him his attitude towards Roland.

"You want to kill me?"

Susanoo smiled wickedly.

Like an old grandfather from Cixi, he gave Roland equipment and granddaughter. Although it was all due to calculations, he still did not expect the moment to tear his face to come so quickly.

"It's you who mentioned the battle, didn't I say it? Don't die."

Roland looked at the angry Susanoo with an inexplicable expression.

"Do you still have to be soft-hearted to those who dare to provoke me? It's natural to give a warning, you are really strange."

"With your strength, you can obviously defeat the old man in an easier way..."

"Can defeating this method still be called a warning?"

A mocking smile hung on the corner of Roland's mouth.

"what……"

He laughed loudly, looking down at his opponent from a high place.

"Do you still want to retreat from the battle between the hero and the demon king? Susanoo, you are so naive."

"Once our battle begins, unless one party dies, it will never stop. This is fate, the fate of steel and the devil!"

The hero conquers the devil, and the devil kills the hero.

The beginning is a death fight!

"Or did you lose your mind by not joining the real battle for too long?"

"Arrogant brat, then have a good experience, old steel!"

The sharp white light shot up into the sky and spread to the end of the line of sight. The spectacle of the land tsunami created by him was linked together.

"……Ok?"

Within sight of Roland, the brand-new Susanoo was reborn from the cocoon of light!

The wild appearance, the blade on the shoulders, the fierce "steel" breath, the postures in various myths are freely integrated into one, contained in a small body.

Although the injury on his body has not recovered yet, Susanoo's power is a little more powerful than before.

As the **** of disobedience from the myth of detachment, perhaps in the long period of time, that decisive divinity has worn off a lot, but the growth left at that time is real.

After breaking away from the myth, his power is no longer simply limited by the limitations of a certain period, but will integrate all the powers in the myth into one.

Although the strongest sky and steel will not be upgraded, facing the hero of steel like Sun Wukong, he should be defeated or defeated, but he has a lot more power, and other weak godheads, such as tricks, land gods One type, with power, can often be unexpected, creating a trap that can be trapped by both the god-killer and the disobedient god.

"It's a bit interesting. It seems that you want to fight meleely?"

Roland released his Susanoo and fell to the water.

When the opponent regained all his power, it would be disadvantageous to become a huge target.

Then, on the turbid muddy water, the **** and the demon king looked at each other.

"There's no way, I'm Steel. In steel fights, they all end by cutting off each other's hands and feet, piercing each other's body and heart."

Susanoo lowered the blade, and the tip of the blade touched the surface of the water.

"Besides, since you responded so arrogantly to me, it's okay to take advantage of this, right? We are fighting to the death, Rakshasa King."

Facing Susanoo's words, Roland shook his head and smiled.

"Who told me not to be very patient? Since you've all delivered to your door, it's better to get rid of the uninvited guests next to your room as soon as possible, so as not to cause any trouble."

"The words that go so far against the guest as the master, and even kill the master, are indeed unscrupulous demon kings."

Susanoo said sarcastically.

"Is it really good to embarrass an old man who never retired from the post of God? I didn't even pursue the Tiancong Yunjian that you stole from me, but let the worldly guys deliberately please you, and even gave you my granddaughter. If you turn your head now, the old man can still accept his failure and retire according to his previous promise."

Anyone can hear it, it's just a scene.

Susanono's murderous aura didn't need words at all. He was humiliated and defeated. Even if Roland wanted to live in peace, he probably wouldn't agree.

"The promise of the God of Tricks, even if a contract is made, I'm afraid it won't be reassuring. The fact that it will send you into the underworld and return to mythology is more reassuring than your promise."

Roland regarded Susanoo's second half of the words as **** and threw them to the back of his head.

The moment he decides to kill the other party, Roland will definitely accomplish this goal. He still understands the simple and easy-to-understand truth that he will not be killed by a snake.

In the sky of the secluded world, the clouds became more gloomy.

The roar of thunder lingered in the clouds, and the raindrops fell, adding a damp and wet feeling to the space that was baptized by the flood.

Susanoo, calling the storm, is different from the hasty use of this natural power before, he also uses the same skills as Mekal, and using the momentum to create stronger power is an environment suitable for his own battle.

"Are you ready?"

Roland didn't use the guardian of order to **** dominance. Compared with Susanoo, who has deep roots here, doing so would only consume the magic power in vain, which would not be worth the loss, so he simply looked at the old man opposite and asked. .

"It's not impossible for you to prepare again? In return for your stupid courage and weak goodwill."

"Who do you think you are talking to, Rakshasa King!"

"Really, trampling on other people's good intentions will suffer..."

Roland shook his head and walked towards Susanoo.

The wings formed by the shadow behind him, like a shell out of the chamber, lowered his body and rushed out.

Hand in hand?

Susanoo smiled confidently.

As a sword-wielding hero, his martial arts are of course needless to say. If there was anything else Susanoo could be proud of, his swordsmanship was definitely among the best.

The clogs kicked up the blade of the Ten Punch Sword, and the God of Steel slashed back at Roland, who was coming back.

In an instant, the feeling of the blade touching the opponent made Susano's expression change.

"curse?"

Seeing the heavy and uncomfortable black mud spreading on the blade, Susanoo shook it away, and then suddenly backed away.

Then, he stepped into the pitch-black mud.

"Bring doubt to the side of trust, bring poverty to the side of wealth, bring darkness to the side of light," Roland sang softly,

"I use the snake, the scorpion, the darkness, and the light to devour the light, so I can get my wish and enjoy the supreme favor."

With the power of the Shadow Kingdom, darkness engulfed the earth, the evil of this world turned the cornerstone under Roland's feet into a malicious kingdom, and the chaotic earth became his home in an instant.

In the previous conversation, Susanoo was not the only one who wanted to gain momentum.

Rather, things like eroding the world and creating a favorable fighting environment are the forte of the supreme **** of evil, Angra Manuel.

And to deal with people like the regular Hero of Steel, Roland also found his own way to deal with it.

Open the environment, put the curse, and finally force the other party to use his strength to break the trick, come to confront himself head-on, and then use his accumulated advantages to easily defeat the opponent.

Although this move is simple, it is really useful, especially for the diehard steel hero.

Moreover, the more numerous the enemy, the more severe the restraint.

As strong as Mithra, when he was forced into this situation by Roland, he could only give up his changeable powers, choose to use the steel to fight head-on, and then make big moves in between, otherwise, it was left to him to deal with. When the time comes, it is not necessarily Roland who wins.

So did Susanoo.

But amid the overflowing murderous intent, there were faint traces of rust and corruption in the many wounds on his body.

His eyes were drenched in dull blackness, and the black chains swam across his skin like tattoos. In the pain given randomly, weakness, death, and pain alternated, making his spirit feel as if Like a shackle, his body is even more heavy.

——Although he is steel, he does not have a body that is indestructible to King Kong.

"what--!"

Susanoo roared and stabbed his wound with his backhand, turning into a very fast kamikaze and breaking free from the quagmire.

"Even at the speed of the wind, will you still be aware of it? You deserve to be the God of Wind."

Roland looked at Susanoo who fled high into the sky, stretched out his hand, and plunged into the dark mud.

The evil of this world is surging, turning into the appearance of a black snake, and rushing towards Susanoo man in layers, the fangs even shine with a cold light, enough to see the degree of danger.

By the time Susanoo was in front of him, there were more than tens of thousands of black snakes imitating, like a tide that was going upstream~www.novelmt.com~ But the latter was more calm than before in the face of such a turbulent attack. a lot.

He was not panicking, his face was dignified, and his mouth was eloquent.

The long-awaited storm in the sky has also become more intense, and the surging steel divine power erupts, echoing the brewing storm.

"—O storm that destroys all! Show your mercy and bless your devotees!"

In the sky that Susano's sword pointed to, a mad storm was circling, eventually turning into the most terrifying and powerful tornado in the wind disaster, pressing down on Roland's position like a drill penetrating the earth.

They swept away the black snake, like a roaring beast, releasing the power that had been silent for a long time like a torrential rain.

At the same time, Susanoo was not willing to be lonely. After the call was completed, he laughed happily and swung the ten-punch sword into the tornado itself.

Sword light and storm, the original posture of the God of Destruction appeared in front of Roland.