When the Juggernaut Comes To the Second Dimension

Yong Ye maintained an unstable posture, the March of the Dead waving his right hand collided with the wheat flour that was set to cut off the March of the Dead again.

The Bai Zhan Dao collided with the dead man's march, and nothing happened to the dead man's march, but the Bai Zhan Dao turned into powder and scattered in all directions, completely collapsed, turned into powder, and flew away slowly with the wind.

"... Could it be that you are actually very weak?"

No matter what, Yong Ye guessed what was wrong when he appeared, and there were only two attacks coming and going, no matter what, he could still find out.

"So... I'm on."

Whispering in such a low voice, he dragged his broken body, and the blade that was hanging down because of energy saving, touching the ground, and walked towards the land to the left.

Chapter 31 Will a convenient hero appear?

The blade in Yong Ye's hand rubbed against the ground making a scalp-numbing sound, and the land on the left narrowed his eyes, and no matter what was going on in his heart, at least on the surface he still looked indifferent as if he was sure of winning.

"Priority - Wheat goes up, human body goes down!"

Unwilling to give up on the left side, he swayed the wheat flour that was wet but not turbid again, causing the white guillotine to fly towards Yong Ye quickly again. This time he circled around, intending to attack the severely injured Yong Ye from the side Sentenced.

The main purpose of "Punishment of Light" is to use these wheat flour (corresponding to the flesh of God in the mass) as a medium, which is a guillotine that can be deformed arbitrarily, although the guillotine formed by wheat flour itself cannot kill people, it can only cause dull pain to the human body.

But using the priority magic called "Punishment of Light", in theory, no matter what it is, there is no way to resist those finely ground wheat flour.

But...Yong Ye just raised the dead man in his hand and marched, and the white guillotine turned into ordinary wheat flour again just by touching it, and even the slight sense of barrier that appeared for the first time was gone.

The unrepentant left side, after trying many times, found that even though Yong Ye's physical ability has dropped more, he is still no worse than ordinary people. No matter what angle he attacks from, he can't get the effect, because the speed of the guillotine Always within the range that ordinary people can react.

Finally...he gave up.

Land of the Left realized that the person on the opposite side was completely his nemesis, so he gave up his attack, lowered his head and chanted silently, "Priority—the human body is on the top, the sword is on the bottom." He wanted to defend against Yong Ye's slash. .

But just after singing, he relied too much on his own powerful priority magic. After using the priority magic habitually, he realized that something was wrong. The knife was obviously weird, and several attempts were fruitless, but it must be impossible to resist the blade like this. .

"Priority - the human body goes up, the surface goes down!"

At this time, considering Yongye's strange blade's restraint on magic, and his physical fitness that he might not be able to fight even if he was seriously injured, the land on the left finally regained his senses, stopped being unnecessarily strong, and chose retreat.

His body began to sink into the ground as if it had merged into the water.

"Is this trying to escape?? Or..."

He didn't know whether the land on the left wanted to escape or to hide and attack, but Yong Ye still decisively threw the marching dead he was dragging in his hand like a dart, and threw it out suddenly.

"---Varied!!"

The march of the dead who flew over made the land on the left widen its eyes, and opened its mouth to adjust the priority again, but...

puff!

The sharp blade pierced through the green dress and pierced his stomach easily, causing him to drop to half the card master, and the priority magic also disappeared suddenly, the whole person seemed to be planted in the soil, the stomach There is also a knife blade stuck.

"Bastard... bastard, bastard... pagan monkey!! How dare you let me..."

Blood bubbles popped from the mouth of Land of the Left, and with a roar, he put his hands on the ground and tried to pull himself out, but Yong Ye, who had a weird face, had already walked over.

Yong Ye grabbed his neck with his blood-stained left hand, pulled him out of the soil forcefully like pulling a carrot, and then pulled out the marching army of the dead stuck in his stomach with his right hand.

The neck was grabbed by the opponent with one hand, and the five fingers oppressed the neck, giving him a feeling of suffocation, which made the ground on the left unable to let out a miserable howl, so naturally there was no way to release the spell, and even let go of the hand, making the hand lift The white guillotine fell to the ground and turned into ordinary wheat flour scattered all over the place.

"...Although I don't know what the situation is, in short...whether you are an actor or not, there is nothing wrong with killing you first and giving it a try."

Saying so, Yong Ye raised the March of the Dead with his right hand, aimed it at the heart of the Land of the Left, and then accurately sent it into the body of the Land of the Left, piercing through its heart without using much strength.

There is no accident, just like killing a pig, easy...no, the pig will resist, but the left side just kicked his legs, grabbed his hand with both hands and tried desperately to pull it away, I want Yong Ye to let go of herself.

The land on the left... the great enemy in Yongye's prediction, just uttered "Woo, woogaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" all easy.

Then, he looked at Andrews II, who was almost cut in two and tied into a hornet's nest.

"The puppet that came out of nowhere, didn't even use it...the god-killing technique that was agreed upon..."

Sighing, Yong Ye closed his eyes and felt for a while, making sure that there was no line of sight nearby, and the nearby air loops were completely destroyed by the previous battle.

He held up the march of the dead, the land on the left and the previous one were indeed dead, but in fact Yong Ye regarded it as a puppet who unexpectedly attacked the land on the left, the head of the Holy Sword Knights, Andrews II von S. Trand and a group of companions followed Ziguang into the march of the dead.

The final victory came too easily, which made Yong Ye feel a little unreal, but... the march of the dead had collected the corpses from the left, so he should indeed be dead.

"…Let's go back."

He casually pulled out the dagger from his chest and threw it on the ground. Yong Ye just disappeared at the end of the dark road in this lightning, thunder, and heavy rain.

From the scarlet-black wound, blood that can definitely be described as a large amount poured out, but Yong Ye didn't care, but just staggered back like a drunk man, looking as if he had left. The perimeter of the gymnasium was as intact as it was back then.

The vicinity of the gymnasium is no different from when they left, as if it is completely two worlds from the previous brutal battle, one bloody and the other peaceful.

The people on guard in the reception unit noticed that the employer came back and came out immediately. The medical soldiers quickly took out the trauma medicine and bandages to treat him.

"...how about the props people?"

"Nothing, they looked in a mess but none of them died, and you came back not long ago, you should be sleeping now, and said that you brought back a woman's body according to your orders."

"...Take me to see."

Yong Ye thought for a while, and then asked the people from the reception team to take him to have a look.

In a temporary morgue.

Equipped with severely burned armor, the woman who looked beyond recognition was lying on the ground, with a large scorched black hole in her chest.

Obviously, her eyes were not injured by Mugino Shirley, they were damaged before the conflict with the props, and according to the welcoming troops, the conversation when the props came back did say that this person was He was blind, and many of the nearby knights were still alive. Just dealing with this blind man cost the props a lot of hands and feet.

The situation is almost predictable, that is to say... Under the blow of "The Trial of the Thirteen Apostles" that Yong Ye spent a lot of energy on, the Valkyrie protected the nearby knights and suffered the main damage herself. He survived the blow, but poor himself was blinded and severely injured.

With the same fighting power as the Christian saints, but different, the Valkyrie of Norse mythology can still make props complain continuously from blindness to severe injuries.

If it is in good condition, no, it only needs to be in a state where the eyes are not blind... I am afraid that the situation will change a lot, not to mention being reversed, but it must be impossible for all the props to come back intact.

"What a... amazing Valkyrie."

Yong Ye squatted down enduring the pain in his legs pierced by arrows, waved his hand and swept down his head, even giving up the remaining power for meditation, and carved a simple spell on the armor on his chest with his fingertips .

It's not to wish him a super god, this curse is to bind the soul of a dead person for a short period of time, so that it will not dissipate even if it does not leave the body.

Valkyries, in Norse mythology, generally come from the daughters of the kings on the ground, or Odin's own daughters, and the virgin warriors who swore to serve the gods and were chosen by the gods to go to heaven.

It sounds good, but it's not. They give the dead on the battlefield a wonderful kiss and lead them to the Hall of Valkyrie. The original meaning of the word "Valkyrie" is Valkyrie. It is a "greedy corpse eater", and later slowly evolved into a "female who chooses the dead in battle".