Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 632 Saint Lucy, the way home

"Ren!"

Arturia, who was covered in blood, endured the pain and jumped forward to catch Ren who was falling.

He is unconscious.

Taking the initiative to step forward to bear the attack, Ren was injured much more seriously than her, and was only a short distance from exploding to death.

At this moment, his body was covered in blood and flesh, more than half of his bones were shattered, and some internal organs were shattered.

If it weren't for the tenacious vitality of the high-level extraordinary, if it weren't for Avalon's breath, it would have been completely cold.

Chi!
At this time, a mass of dazzling white light pierced through the sky and cracked the clouds, and swept over the city of Melova like a meteor.

The speed of this pure white brilliance is getting faster and faster, with a snap of the fingers, it has covered a distance of more than ten miles. You can hear inexplicable string music and ballads echoing between heaven and earth.

Artoria was startled, and looked up, and a woman who looked like a fairy in the Moon Palace had fallen from the sky.

"Young man, what happened?"

The one who suddenly appeared was Saint Lucy, with a voice like the sound of heaven.

Silver hair fluttered, she was wearing an embroidered white tight skirt, diamond earrings sparkled, a pair of beautiful eyes as clear as the water of a flat lake stayed on Ren and the girl for a moment, and then swept across the devastated scene all around.

Wherever the line of sight goes, there are ripples in the void, as if invisible strings are being plucked.

Lucy is also holding a silver bow-like weapon. Its whole body is made of unknown blue-white jade, crystal clear, and the seven translucent strings are dotted with colored lights.

Like a bow, but also like a different kind of lyre.

The coercion on her body is far stronger than when the war was declared on the Roman Plaza last time, and her aura is more fierce and intimidating. This is her fighting posture.

'This momentum is at least twice what I felt last time...'

Arturia was slightly startled, but she was still more worried about Ren's safety, and hurriedly asked:
"Senior Lucy, can you help me take a look at his situation?"

Lucy looked at the sluggish King Mao Mao, and Ren, who was dying and almost dying, frowned. She took out a bottle of potion and threw it to King Mao Mao:

"This is the tear of the goddess, let him drink it."

She didn't know the girl, but Ren still did.

After all, she is an outstanding young strongman of the Faroland Kingdom, and she has become famous recently. If she can help, she will not be desperate.

Arturia took the bottle and unscrewed it. Immediately, an incomparably rich vitality overflowed, more than ten times stronger than the "Fountain of Resurrection". After just taking a sip, she felt that the pain in her body eased a little.

She hastily poured it on Ren, and after drinking the potion, his body emitted a hazy white light, and those bloody wounds healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The effect was very good, his vital signs were finally maintained, and it was no longer like a candle in the wind that would go out at any time.

"Thank you." Dumb Mao Wang heaved a sigh of relief and thanked Lucy.

"Goddess Tears", a top-level potion, is a healing potion for saints. This small bottle costs about 5000 gold coins. The key is that they don't have it yet.

Under normal circumstances, [natural source], ordinary holy water, [gale potion], [blessing potion]... These intermediate potions can be sold on the black market for 200-500 gold coins per bottle (100 ml).

As for high-grade holy water, [Praise of Nature], [Rejuvenation Potion]... these high-grade potions cost about 500 to 1000 gold coins per bottle (100ml).

Artoria gave Ren a bottle of "Fountain of Resurrection" before, but the effect was very weak, and her Holy Light Healing Technique didn't work either.

"You're welcome, please tell me what just happened."

Lucy sensed the strong dark force remaining in the air, her face was very solemn.

This kind of powerful dark force, which is as unpredictable as the abyss of hell and can almost crush the void, has an extremely high essence, which is far beyond the comparison of the dark prince of the demon descendant.

"It's like this. On the way back to the city, Princess Ariel of the Blood Race attacked..."

After thinking for a while, Dumb Mao Wang began to organize his words.

He didn't talk about his own affairs, but said that Ren came here to pick her up, Ariel took the opportunity to attack him, and the two fought... Finally, the projection of the Nightmare Lord was inadvertently drawn out.

"projection?"

Lucy breathed a sigh of relief.

Even the projection of the Dark Lord usually exists for a short period of time, and its power is relatively limited, so it will not affect the overall situation.

At present, there is no dark monarch awakened on the mainland, and as long as one of that kind of existence wakes up, it will be a great event.

"However, I am a little surprised that you survived."

Lucy put away the weapon in her hand──"Shuoyue Qin", she glanced at the unconscious Ryan, quite surprised.

"This, I don't know either..." Dumbao Wang was a little dazed.

She didn't know what happened just now, and why the projection of the nightmare monarch receded voluntarily in the end.

"what?"

The scallion jade finger moved gently between the hair, Lucy seemed to sense something, and a trace of surprise flashed in the clear autumn eyes.

She squatted down and took out the peculiar sword-shaped pendant from the collar of Ren's clothes:

"So that's it, it belongs to the Sword Master of the Sky, but it seems to be the personal pendant of that girl Kesha..."

The texture of this sword-shaped pendant is neither gold nor stone, and the whole body is crystal clear as if made of crystal, with a faint gleam blooming.

'Is this the thing that scared away the projection of the dark lord? '

King Dumao was also very curious and looked at it intently.

I saw that the body of the sword is covered with countless textures in an orderly manner, with overlapping layers and different shades. The whole body seems to be composed of countless chaotic and changing geometric shapes, which makes people feel dizzy after looking at it for a long time.

And its blade looks smooth, but it is actually covered with countless tiny serrations. Even with her penetrating eyesight, she can't see how many serrations there are.

It seems that there are small sawtooths on top of each sawtooth, and even smaller sawtooths on top of the small sawtooth... The endless repetition is like the strange fractional dimensional curve of the edge of a snowflake.

"What is this? Is it really matter?"

Artoria moved away her slightly dizzy eyes, her face full of surprise.

Lucy said lightly: "This is a sword qi from the sword master of the sky."

"Sword Qi? How is this possible?"

"This is 'turning gas into form', that is, 'energy materialization'. It transforms the illusory sword power into a solid body, and uses the power of rules to bind space, matter, energy... to form a world of swords, which is this pendant essence."

Lucy's face was also a little admirable for such a ghost-like swordsmanship that turned decay into magic.

The fifth-order sanctuary has a huge span. The most peak saint can fight against the dark monarch, and the weak one is only equivalent to the dark prince. The strength of the sky sword master is far stronger than her.

At this time, the peculiar sword-shaped pendant trembled slightly, as if warning.

Lucy immediately let go of her hand, and it fell into Ren's chest like a crystal pendant.

Seeing the puzzled expression on Dumb Mao Wang's face, she explained with a smile:
"Girl, don't be surprised. The sword energy is alive. It has a certain sense of discrimination and even has a temper. You couldn't move just now. It should be the projection that it took the initiative to warn the nightmare monarch.

Of course, this sword energy will not attack humans who are lower than the sanctuary, nor will it attack demons who are lower than the prince of darkness..."

In short, don't kill weak chickens.

If Ren and King Dumao were attacked by a dark prince this time, even if they were beaten to death, this "eyes above the top" sword energy would not erupt.

'Sword Master of the Sky, is he so strong? '

Arturia was dumbfounded. She looked at the female saint who was wearing a pure white silk dress and embroidered with light-colored roses. She was as charming as an elf, and asked:

"Senior Lucy, are the demon-born dark monarchs so strong? Just a ray of projection can make the human temple unable to resist?"

The desperate crush just now made the girl very unwilling.

If it wasn't for Renn who rushed up desperately and happened to be carrying the Juggernaut's items on her body, she would have died.

"No no, it's not that surprising."

Lucy smiled, stretched out a finger, and drew a circle in the void, which was quickly filled with black.

She drew a small circle inside the black circle, one-fifth the size of the black circle.

The black inside the small circle faded and became white.

"The Dark Lord can prohibit and control the space, and the range is very large, and a little power is enough to leverage a large space.

If the black circle represents him, and the white circle represents me, it is 5 to 1. Although my strength is much worse than that of the Dark Lord, the realm of a true saint is complete, self-consistent, and circular, and the 1 that belongs to me will not be taken away. Walk. "

The words paused, and the white circle disappeared.

Then, Lucy drew a smaller white circle inside the black circle, the area of ​​the white circle was about one-tenth of the black circle.

However, this time the white circle is drawn with dotted lines, and the black in the black circle seeps into the white circle from the gap, and gradually, there is only an insignificant white dot left in the black circle.

Looking at the thoughtful girl, Lucy explained:

"If the power of Rennes and the monarch's projection is 1:10, although the gap is quite large, it does not mean that they cannot fight back and resist.

However, the rudimentary form of the human sanctuary is like a sieve to the Dark Sovereign... You simply cannot compete with him for control of the space, even if it is just the Sovereign's projection. "

Lucy pointed to the insignificant white dot inside the black circle, and added:
"Originally it was 1:10, but now that the domain is open, your domain prototype is invalid, so it becomes 0.0000...001:10.

From a difference of ten times to a difference of one hundred thousand times, a million times... such a big difference, how do you resist?

How can one resist the oppression and extrusion of tens of kilometers of space with only one's own flesh and blood?The monarch's projection can easily crush you to death as long as you pry the space and push it lightly. "

So that was the case, Artoria suddenly realized.

No wonder they couldn't even resist at that time. The monarch's projection was completely bullying. The rules of their domain were incomplete and they couldn't control the space.

If it were Lucy to deal with it, it would definitely not be so embarrassing.

"The Dark Lord, can you control the space like this?"

The girl continued to ask, there are not many opportunities to ask the saint like this.

"No, no, not everyone is so strong. A saint with average strength like me can't crush a holy church even if he expands his domain.

In fact, the two of you are just too unlucky. Many human temples may never meet the Dark Lord in their lifetime... If they meet the Dark Lord, they can fight, and if they fail, they can escape. "

Lucy explained in a soft voice, and put away her weapon──the "Suoyue Qin" with silver radiance.

swoosh~

Not long after, men in black wearing black trench coats and exuding a faint smell of blood also arrived.

These are the Punisher troops from the 7th game, all of them looked cold, and their faces were full of evil spirits. They were armed with original force guns, and as soon as they arrived, they began to clean the battlefield.

Compared with the deacons who are mainly responsible for handling cases caused by human superhumans, the punishers almost exclusively kill demons.

Headed by the Chief of Police of the 7th Bureau, Parr with a sculpture-like face.

"Miss Lucy, hello."

He nodded to Lucy first, and after learning about the general situation, the man known as the "Dark Knight" with an intimidating aura looked at King Dumao, and said solemnly:

"Miss Kate, regarding the battle between Master Ackerman and the Blood Duchess Ariel, and the projection of the Nightmare Monarch, I hope you can keep it a secret."

It is related to the Dark Lord, even if it is just a flickering projection, if it is spread out, it will cause great panic.

"I see."

Hugging Renn with both hands, King Dumao nodded.

Her emerald green eyes looked at Pal with a stiff expression. The oppressive and deep aura of dark force on him, like an abyss vortex, made her feel a little uncomfortable, and the holy power in her body faintly stirred.

This chief of police is a [Retribution Knight] profession on the dark side, and the dark holy power cultivated is almost the opposite of the glorious holy power cultivated by the [Paladin] profession.

At least it is the peak of Tier 19, a disciplinary knight of level 20, maybe even level [-]... This is the girl's judgment.

After talking with Lucy and Artoria, Chief Police Chief Paar ordered dozens of punishers to seal off the area, and found a part of Ariel's arm in the ruins...

.........

"Senior Lucy, why hasn't he woke up yet?"

Arturia, who was walking towards the city with Ren, who was still unconscious, had a worried face on her face.

The cloud has gradually dissipated. Walking on the path beside the field, the white moonlight sprinkled on the long silver hair of Saint Lucy, rippling with a dreamlike luster.

This refined and elegant female saint looked at Ren who was being held by Artoria with her beautiful eyes, especially when she observed the acupoints in his body that shone and vibrated like a galaxy, she was slightly absent-minded.

Hehe, hehe, it's the Demon Slaying Art again, and another stinky man who is not afraid of death and specializes in the Demon Slaying Art, and he can still cause trouble...

"It's really Xiaoqiang's tenacious vitality. This kind of severe injury, which almost shattered his body, drank a bottle of Goddess Tears, and he barely escaped the danger of his life.

It should be said that he is indeed a genius. Sure enough, his skin is rough and fleshy, and he is durable. "

Lucy didn't know what to think of, a slightly sarcastic smile appeared on that beautiful and moving face.

King Dumao can feel that she is not mocking Ren:
"Aunt Lucy, why doesn't he show any signs of waking up?"

Ryan behaved like a vegetable, which made her a little impatient.

The saint naturally has some special powers. In the next second, Lucy's pupils turned into pure silver white, which made her look almost pupilless, which was quite miraculous.

All of a sudden, the world in front of me brightened up.

The boundaries of all things were broken, and the hidden truth was exposed. In front of Kate, a group of golden flames suddenly ignited, and the flames even licked half a meter away from her body.

This is the sign of the great achievement of the glorious holy power.

It proves that this girl who is only at the peak of Tier [-] in the eyes of the world is actually at least a powerful paladin of Tier [-].

The girl hid her strength, but Lucy didn't say much.

Her main target was not her, but Ren she was holding.

In the field of vision, the broken and split flesh, bones, internal organs, etc. are constantly repairing themselves at a very fast speed.

"Well, he seems to have a strong self-healing ability, which is exaggerated, but physical recovery alone is not enough."

But Lucy didn't seem to see the scabbard Avalon, so she was a little surprised.

She also observed the dense black lines wrapped around Renn's pure sky-blue ice-brilliant soul body, which are regular damage, and the dark red nightmare power, which turned into a poisonous snake, was constantly eroding and gnawing Devour his spiritual will and sink his consciousness.

Although the attacks of the Dark Lords may have different focuses, each of their hits generally includes four types of attacks: physical damage, energy impact, mental damage, and rule erosion.

And the person who was attacked, who is weak in any aspect of himself, is hindered, and may receive a boxed meal on the spot.

The title of Nightmare Lord is known without guessing. Of course, he is best at attacking the soul and the spiritual level.

Coincidentally, after Avalon is weakened, it is a little weak for healing damage of rules, soul and spirit...

"Forget it, if you don't want to save him, Carl and Wade will probably scold me again... How about it, Kate, go to my house, I'll treat him for a few days."

Looking at the worried girl beside her, Lucy withdrew her gaze, the silver light in her eyes disappeared, and shook her head slightly.

"Ah, thank you, Senior Lucy."

The king of dull hair showed a look of surprise on his small face, and said gratefully.

Even Avalon didn't seem to have much effect. She really didn't know how to wake up Ren, she couldn't let him lie down all the time as a vegetative state.

"You're welcome." With a strand of black hair curled up in her fingers, Lucy showed a smile, every frown and smile was extremely touching.

In all fairness, she liked the girl in front of her quite a lot.

The supple blond hair is coiled dignifiedly on the head, with a pair of emerald eyes, the pure soul, the refreshing temperament like a stream, looks dignified, clear and heroic.

The girl's appearance and temperament are easy to make people feel good.

It would be better if she didn't hang out with Ryan Ackerman...

It's not that Lucy hates Ren, she has no intersection with Ren before, and naturally she has no grievances.

It's just that he looks a bit like a certain majestic and powerful king back then... no, a certain disgusting scumbag, so I don't like it, no matter how I look at it, I don't like it.

The two women chatted as they walked across the breezy field.

The sound of insects in the suburbs gradually faded away, and the night sky was full of stars.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the king of dull hair hugged the vegetative Ren, and returned to the city of Melova after three weeks of absence with Saint Lucy.

(End of this chapter)