I, authentic, little sun

"As the grand knight of [Red Copper Black Cross], Paul Brand's niece and apprentice, I will never let the king fight alone!"

Thank you so much...

Zhengzong has a lot of chatter in his heart and doesn't know how to spit it out. Don't you just want to prove yourself to the God of Disobedience? Are you so impeccable in your words?

If I didn't know who you are as early as in the original book, I might be a little moved now.

"Ok?"

Masamune stared straight at the sky, as if observing something from a great distance.

"Is it raining..."

Kusanagi Godou knew very well that the other party's answer was perfunctory to himself, originally he thought that he would not be angry because of the second illness.

But looking at the strange behavior of the other party looking into the distance from the window, I do not know why I am a little concerned.

The sky has become gloomy, the rain has fallen on the ground, and the range that can be seen by the naked eye is shrinking sharply. What's so interesting about it?

Kusanagi Godou was about to ask, but from the reflection in Masamune's pupils, he saw a giant holding a club fighting with a boy holding a golden sword.

"What's that? Am I delusional?"

He rubbed his eyes, ready to take a closer look, but there was a screeching sound of tires rubbing against each other.

When he came back to his senses, Masamune had already taken Erica to the car.

Looking at their backs, Kusanagi Godou was somewhat envious that the other party had such a beautiful girl who obeyed him.

And... he pressed his heart and thought in distress.

For some reason, he always felt that he had lost something that was very important to him, something that could change his life...

Ps: hei cross turned out to be a sensitive word

Chapter 259 Chapter 8 Why is there no curse on you

In the car, Masamune looked at the secret book of Prometheus in his hand.

Although he himself also possesses the nirvana that kills the gods with a single blow, that probably has a great impact, and may even lead to a new invincibility.

That's why he needs this thing to steal a big move, and then use the power he got from this world to fight.

The real Noble Phantasm must never be taken out.

Otherwise, if Surya, Shiva, Bisnu, Indra, Sharama and other disobedient gods all descended into the world, then who can stand it.

"Zi-"

This is accompanied by the sound of rain and some slippery parking, and the road ahead has been blocked by debris due to the storm.

"Okay, let's go there by ourselves." After turning his head and saying to Erica, Masamune borrowed the huge mantra power as a thrust, and flew in the direction of the God of Disobedience.

"Fly! The boots of Hermes!" Erika followed with her jumping technique.

"boom--"

There is still some distance from the battlefield here, but it is still affected by the battle between the two gods - countless ancient buildings were struck by lightning, various items were blown away by the storm, and the streets began to collapse.

"This... this is the power of the God of Disobedience..." Erica faintly sensed that she might be too confident, but the pride she had cultivated for a long time made her unwilling to believe this fact for the time being.

until she saw—

The muscular and tattered giant wields a stick as high as a floor in his hand, and the warrior who holds a golden sword and completely resists the attack with the body of a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy.

There was a muffled thunder-like sound from the clash of weapons, the gust of wind roared as if it wanted to tear apart the space, and the surrounding earth was crumbling... And this was just an ordinary blow from the two gods.

Whether it's the lightning and thunder in the sky, or the violent wind and rain rolling up around, they are all just getting ready to go.

"The injury from the last battle with me should have recovered, right? I waited a lot longer on purpose." The young god said with a smile while waving the golden sword to collide with Mercator.

"What an arrogant military god, he did not hesitate to wake me up as the king of the gods, and even dared to let me heal my wounds, are you—are you ready to be punished?!"

Mercator's voice exploded like a muffled thunder, and the burning anger could be heard from his majestic tone.

"Why, do you still think that the God of Disobedience is nothing more than that? Proud knight~"

Zhengzong seemed to see the timidity in Erica's heart, and laughed jokingly.

This is probably the inferiority of human beings, just like when you see a classmate who hasn't finished his homework, you can't help but sigh, and then take out your textbook to hit the weak and helpless soul of the other party.

For some reason, although she knew that the other party was teasing her, Erika couldn't get angry strangely.

On the contrary, after looking at the still flat expression on his face, it seemed that he was also infected by it, and he calmed down.

"Well, after seeing the God of Disobedience, I finally understand how arrogant I am." Unexpectedly, Erica spoke frankly of her deepest fear.

"There are people who can fight this kind of monster. No wonder the Godslayer is called the Demon King."

"However..." Erika's gaze became firm again, and she exuded the brilliance of a knight, saying: "As a knight, I can't just watch them hurt people like this!"

"Come on, Lion of Steel—

The person who hosts the soul of the lion, the steel that hosts the essence of struggle!Respond to my hand and voice!Your name is Heart of the Lion King... you are a hero who inherits the name of the King of the Lion Heart! "

After Erika chanted, a stabbing sword suddenly appeared in her right hand!

"Knight Erica Brauntree swears that I will repay your loyalty with my bravery and chivalry!"

However, it didn't end, only she saw that she continued to chant: "Steel Lion, Scarlet Demon Shield, my words respond to my will!"

The knight's sword turned into a red shield in the red magic circle, and then Erica smiled at Masamune and rushed to the battlefield of the God of Disobedience.

These sudden changes made Zhengzong stunned for a moment, and then he laughed dumbly and said:

"A knight who captured people's hearts? It's so simple... I almost fell in love with her."

Hmm... Let me confess, I'm just greedy for her body, why not!

"God, please be merciful and stop fighting!" Erika's cry made the two gods look sideways.

"This place has become a battlefield for us. If you dare to provoke the majesty of the king of the gods, you must be punished!" Mercator only had Veleslana in his eyes, or he was already showing mercy if he could reply.

"Witch, the courage to resist the gods is commendable, but...you have to distinguish the situation." The young god's desire to fight was getting higher and higher.

With a wave of his hand, he counted the lightning rushing towards Erica at an extremely fast speed.

Erika, who was well-trained and whose combat power was ranked among the top ranks except the God Slayer King, could only dodge in embarrassment, and the shield in her hand was also blown away.

At the moment when the rest of the lightning was about to hit Erica, Zhengzong, who had not made a move, left an afterimage on the spot, and instantly blocked the attack lightly in front of her.

"Oh?"

The victorious and invincible war god Veleslana and the king of the Mediterranean, Mercator, both turned their eyes to him.

At the same time, Masamune represents the human side, and the part that has transformed into a godslayer begins to react.

The blood is boiling, the heart is beating wildly, and the body is shaking.

However, this is not fear, but a desire, a desire to fight, because of the characteristics of the godslayer, but simply wanting to fight a powerful enemy.

It is difficult for Zhengzong to express his current feelings. If he really wants to say it, it is the kind of excitement with exciting high feelings when he went to fight for the first time!

"Hey - let's fight!"

That's what Zhengzong thought, and that's what he said to the two disobedient gods.

Not relying on Karna's strength, not being confident because of his strength, but simply wanting to fight a hearty battle!

He—more of a fighter than ever.

The personality of the godslayer is not so much affecting his feelings, as it is guiding out his own deeply hidden fighting spirit.

"Godslayer... The Fool? Hahahaha!" Welleslana also laughed wildly because of excessive excitement: "Great, I met another heroic warrior!!!"

The terrifying pressure was surging due to the boiling of the mantra, but Welleslana and Mercator looked at each other, as if they felt something, they both asked in surprise:

"Fool, why don't you have the curse of the gods on you?!"

Chapter 260 Chapter 9 Battle Begins

As long as the Godslayer and the God of Disobedience meet, they will fight endlessly!

It's all because the hatred and curse of the gods will make them feel like seeing enemies when they meet godslayers or gods, which is why gods say that godslayers have a stench on them.

Just like when becoming a godslayer, Pandora's sentence bestows both blessing and hatred on the person in front of him.

But let's not talk about whether hatred can have an impact on Zhengzong who has Goldfinger, the god he killed is himself, who is also Karna!

It's fine if I kill myself, so why should I curse myself?!

"No matter what the reason is, it doesn't matter." The young man floated in the midair surrounded by the wind, showing an ecstatic smile.

His tone was full of domineering, and what he said could be called arrogant.

"I am Veleslana, the God of ever-victorious! I long to fight the strong, and I seek defeat! Sarah, God-King of the Mediterranean Sea, and the fool among humans, can you let me taste The taste of defeat?!"

"Hmph, no matter whether it is a military god or a fool, if you dare to stir up the king's anger, you will have to pay the due price!" Mercator shouted angrily, and the thunderous thunder echoed his words.

"Erica, stay away." Zhengzong turned his head and told Erica: "The next battle is no longer a level where you can just watch it at will!"

"Om-"

As the authentic voice fell, the huge spell power in his body began to surge, and the surroundings were like boiling water, with thick ripples!

The terrifying aura made Mercator and Veleslana's pupils shrink, and their expressions became a little more dignified.

"What a huge spell power... Hahahaha!" Welleslana sighed in surprise, and then laughed wildly and praised: "Very good, you are indeed a brave warrior!"

"Hey, Mekar, have you returned to your prime?" The authentic voice reached the god's ears.

"Oh?" Mekar's majestic body trembled, and he asked in doubt: "Fool, are you afraid of the majesty of this king?"

"No!" Zhengzong grinned and uttered provocative words: "I'm afraid that I won't get power after defeating you, so I'm a blood loss!"

"That's unreasonable!" Mekar was furious, but Welleslana laughed out loud.

"Hahaha, it makes sense, the loser should pay the spoils as a matter of course! It is worthy of the words of the fool who regards our gods as spoils of war!"

"Hmph, I am the king of the gods, and Sardinia is my territory. I can get back all my power at any time!" Mekar declared proudly.

Perhaps because of authenticity, the time for the second battle between the two non-conformist gods was delayed, and the time for self-cultivation was lengthened, allowing Mekar to truly return to his full glory.

"That's good!" For the result of the enemy becoming stronger, Zhengzong was even happier. As he said, if he didn't get the loot, he would lose money!

The high-spirited Zhengzong found that his spell power had never operated so smoothly, and his whole body instantly turned into a peak fighting state.

Under my steel-like bones and flesh and blood, I can't feel any blockage and burden at all.

Instead, he felt a surge of power in his body, a strong and urgent sense of catharsis.

In the case of a huge base of his own strength, it is like adding a buff, raising his strength to another level!

Perhaps with this state, my body is no less than using the power of super speed and great power?

As for defense, I am afraid of the current armor!

Such a thought flashed through Masamune's mind, and then, he stared at Veleslana and Mercato with fiery eyes, and a smile was drawn on the corner of his mouth.

Danger!Extremely dangerous!

For some reason, after seeing Zhengzong's slightly weird smile, Welleslana instantly felt his scalp go numb, and all the well-trained senses in his body were frantically warning!

In the next moment, Welleslana found that the other party's figure in place was blurred, and it turned out to be an afterimage left behind at an unknown time...

Where is the real body?

Got it!

Wellerslana's pupils shrank suddenly, and he turned around instantly and crossed his hands in front of his chest.

"boom--"

At this moment, the sound of sonic boom, collision, and bone breaking sounded at the same time.

The arms of the young god Veleslana, who was floating in the air with ease, twisted irregularly, and flew backwards towards Mercator, and the pale golden blood of the gods sprinkled on the ground from the air.

But don't forget, this is not a 1V1 battle, but a chaotic battle of three people!