The 300 Heroes of the Manga

The little abacus in his heart was played well, Cao Shurui had completely forgotten that the godslayers were a bunch of wanton and reckless people.

Since you are unhappy, I must teach you immediately.

Erica learned the sword from Cao Shurui without telling Paul. Therefore, when Paul hurried to find Cao Shurui, he saw Erica walking out of one of the rooms in the villa with a wonderful expression.

This is the second day Erica came to Cao Shurui.

Paul came here early in the morning, showing that the matter was already urgent.

"Paul, what happened? Isn't the impatient old man planning to move his muscles and bones?"

As soon as he saw Paul's expression, Cao Shurui understood that the wolf howl that he felt yesterday was probably the product of the leakage of the power of the Marquis of Woban.

It is estimated that the old Marquis was irritated by his "junior" who completely denied his coercion.

"Dear King, the Marquis came to Italy in person after you refused his request. Now you are in the monastery."

When it comes to monasteries, it can only be the monastery of swords that honors all new knights. Wuban went there because of the witches there.

"Okay, okay. What a quick-witted old man. In that case, I'll go and see him."

There is no problem with people using their own power to find witches to work, so Cao Shurui can only decide whether to leave or stay for witches within his sphere of influence.

By the way, the so-called witch refers to not only the witches of Shintoism in the general sense, but also the blood descendants of all witches, that is, the so-called women who are born with curse power.

Therefore, Erica and Liliana will be on the Marquis's list.

However, people have all come to your site. It would be bad if you don't meet up as a junior, so Cao Shurui had to take a trip.

Both he and the accompanying Paul and Erica knew that this time, there might be a fight between the two godslayers.

...

The Roman Gate, located on the south side of the ancient capital of Florence, is a beautiful hilly area. It must be a very enjoyable thing to come here to play in this refreshing climate in early summer.

There is an ancient monastery in the countryside 20 minutes’ drive from here. There is the destination of Cao Shurui and others.

Along the way, the idyllic scenery was refreshing, but all the entourage except Cao Shurui did not look good.

Who knows that the beautiful scenery in front of you will soon disappear, and it won't show a good face, right?

"However, there are not many residents around here, and there are no ancient buildings. It really helps a lot."

Knowing that there will be a battle, it is natural that the less things involved, the better.

Therefore, this is about to become a battlefield, which may not be a bad thing for Cao Shurui. If it were to fight in the city, several blocks would need to be rebuilt once a few powers were used.

And if you fight in this kind of countryside, the great thing is to destroy a few fields, and there won't be many casualties.

When the car was halfway through, suddenly, Cao Shurui patted the driver on the shoulder.

"Stop. The guy who welcomes me is here."

"squeak--"

After a slightly harsh brake sound, the black car stopped.

Neither Paul nor Erica perceives any enemies, but, like the driver, they do not doubt the judgment of the king.

Opening the door, Cao Shurui got out of the car briskly.

"That's the power of the Marquis of Woban? [The Greedy Wolves], it's really an appropriate name."

A distance of two kilometers, Cao Shurui clearly saw hundreds of huge wolves with dark mouse body hair color. The size of the wolves was so big that people would mistake them for horses. The swift action that does not match the huge body drive and the speed that can chase the car make people can only think in the direction of power.

The reason why Cao Shurui was able to see the wolves within two kilometers was because of the eagle eyes of Red A.

As an archer, how can you have poor eyesight?

"By the way, the wolves are not you, and they don't have the constitution to resist any magic."

A smile of disdain was conjured up at the corner of his mouth. As soon as Cao Shurui raised his hand, the black bow appeared in his hand.

"It just so happens that all the damage after the battle with Nuada has been recovered, so let your wolves enjoy high-standard treatment first."

Even a pack of wolves with hundreds of horses is just a snap to the "Nuclear Bomb Sword Fairy" and the "Guardian Hero".

Not to mention, after feeling the difference between power and treasure, Cao Shurui also vaguely found the possibility of making treasure also have "will."

At this time, with the help of the "clairvoyance" magic, Paul and Erica also saw the wolves that could almost be said to be all over the mountains.

"Paul."

"in."

"I'm sorry, I will leave it to you for things like terrain restoration."

"This is our job, my king."

Even if he knew from the king's mouth that the terrain might be destroyed, the strongest knight, the "red demon" Paul, remained unchanged. A lot of titles on him were obtained after battles. He even fought against the "Black Prince" indirectly, and understood that the destruction of the terrain in the battle of the godslayer was just a trivial matter.

"it is good."

Nodded, Cao Shurui raised his hand and a spiral sword appeared in his hand.

The light of magic power covers all the way from the hilt to the tip of the sword, and then it becomes the shape of an "arrow" suitable for shooting.

Cao Shurui used his eagle eyes to finish aiming the arrow well.

The eagle eye that hits 100% within 4 kilometers is simply a cannon and mosquitoes.

A look of surprise suddenly appeared in the eyes of Paul and Erica.

"That...is it projection magic?"

How to change the terrain with this useless magic? Is it the power of additional power?

Erica turned her mind.

However, Paul's expression was very serious. He, from that arrow, felt an overwhelming breath of death.

"Caladbolg!"

Even if he knew that the sword's real name could not be liberated, Cao Shurui still followed the habit. After aiming, he called out its real name and released the bowstring.

"Om—"

The crimson magic wave rippled up, and the speed of the arrow shot out in an instant broke the sound barrier.