Chapter 113: Attila

boom--

The clash of beams of light between the sword and the Noble Phantasm!

"How wild!" Looking at the scenery in front of him, Iskandar couldn't help admiring: "This is something Berserker might not even do!"

Facing the enemy's Noble Phantasm, instead of hiding or defending, attack it!

It was as if the sword in his hand could tear everything apart, without any fear.

boom--

The light faded.

Only the wild figure remained in place.

"Haha! Is this the so-called Noble Phantasm? Not bad! Compared with ordinary attacks, it is much more flavorful."

"You...you're still alive..." Attila looked at Saragi Kenpachi in the dust, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he pointed the sword in his hand.

Forcibly ate one of her Noble Phantasms, and now this person is still alive...but it is inevitable that he has been seriously injured.

The sword in his hand is already in half. The right arm was broken. A small piece of his head was also cut off, and there were extensive burns all over his body. If it was on someone else, it might be dead. but...

He can't look at it with common sense.

After receiving such an injury, it doesn't look like the slightest feeling of fatigue, but instead gives people a feeling of... getting stronger.

"Then, come on! Can you still fight? It's not over yet?" He clenched the sword in his hand, and the blood flowed down the sword: "One more shot! What was that one just now? Noble Phantasm? Do it again!"

Attila is not saying anything...

The magic power has been consumed a lot. With the magic power provided by Kenneth, without using the command spell, it is already the limit to activate the Noble Phantasm once at a time.

The second shot is useless.

Boom—

At this moment, the surrounding space changed for a while.

The inherent enchantment disappeared, and when he came back to his senses again, he had changed back to the outside of Liudong Temple.

"It seems that the inherent barrier here has reached its limit." The King of Conquerors looked at several people and said, "Then Caster, do you want to continue?"

"Caster? Ah...you are calling me." Zaragi Kenpachi was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he was calling him: "Of course! This kind of injury is not painful at all, it is far from enough to stop Stay on your feet!"

"With your injuries, you can't fight at all." Attila stood up and said.

Although she also had a few wounds on her body, compared with Zaraki Kenpachi, it was completely two grades.

But... what does this feel like?

Obviously there are almost no injuries on this side, but the opposite side is already covered in bruises. Why... it feels weaker here?

"Okay, let's go to the second round, Attila—!"

boom--

In an instant, even with the remaining single arm, the oppressive feeling from Zaraki Kenpachi's body did not decrease in the slightest, on the contrary - it became stronger!

"Destroy you—"

Attila didn't say anything more - he swung the sword at Saraki Kenpachi!

The person in front of her was not the strongest she had encountered in her long career, but she was definitely the one who was most persistent in fighting.

For such an existence, there is no need to pity him because of his injuries.

No need at all, at this time, just wave your sword to respond to him!

At the next moment, Attila paused slightly, and Kenpachi Saraki's arm, which had been cut off by his treasure, grew out bit by bit!

"Tsk, boring guy." Saragi Kenpachi said while shaking his hand.

This ability has always been in effect, but... was suppressed by him.

He doesn't like such abilities.

For him a fight is a fight. Just get hurt as much as you want, it's boring to recover from anything—

therefore...

He suppressed this ability and didn't use it.

However, after all, Kurokawa and Ya had the ability to forcibly regain control of their bodies, but they didn't go because they felt that the battle was entrusted to him to show stronger strength.

Otherwise, fight while fighting for control of the body...

How much more attention can be paid to the battle? If this is the case, facing such a strong enemy in front of you, it is almost certain to lose!

"But...fortunately, I still know a little bit about sentimentality." Saraki Kenpachi smiled and greeted him, but he repaired his arm when regaining control of his body, but did not repair other injuries on his body. Saraki Kenpachi was very satisfied.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

"Destroy you—"

boom--

"Hmm...the battle between the incarnation of destruction and the incarnation of battle...the scene in front of me can be called that." Iskandar the Conqueror watched the battle with interest.

For him, although Attila is very strong, his king's army may not necessarily lose.

But...that Saragi Kenpachi is different.

Although the battle with Attila can be said to be evenly divided, but his own king's army has nothing to do with him.

It can be said that the compatibility is very poor, and it is completely restrained.

The King of Conquerors was of little help in this battle.

"Oh no-"

Suddenly, the King of Conquerors clenched the "dagger" around his waist...relative to him.

In front of him, Attila was cut down by Saragi Kenpachi's sword—a long scar was left on his chest in an instant, and blood flowed out of it.

"It looks like that's the end of it." Saraki Kenpachi said, holding the remaining half-truncated sword on his shoulder.

"No...it's not over yet..." Attila stood up reluctantly leaning on his sword: "It's not... far from over!"

Attila's eyes were slightly blurred, but he still raised his sword.

This man in front of me is strong—

Even... can be said to be invincible.

Because... I obviously left so many injuries on his body. Compared with the injuries on his own body. It can be said that Saraki Kenpachi, who had become a blood man, was injured countless times more severely!

Why...

Why is he still moving?

I was just a person who was accidentally cut and almost lost his ability to move, but this guy... with such a serious injury, he seemed to be a normal person!

"I am...I am destruction incarnate! My...fight...is not over yet!"

As Attila said, a strange aura emanated from his body.

It seemed to be the breath passed from the distant ancient times.

The momentum and magic power on his body are constantly climbing.

"Hahahahaha! Not bad, not bad! It doesn't look like a bluff!" Saragi Kenpachi laughed, obviously his activity time should be less than one minute left, but he was still laughing.

"Come on, let me see if there are any more powerful moves!"

"I'm...destroy—!"

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