In Genshin Impact, No One Understands Holy Relics Better Than Me - Chapter 419
He turned to Qin, questioning and confiding: “So, do you think that I, who have such a mood, might give up after hearing a few words? If I give up, I will wander in that kind of ghost place for thousands of years, and then in the dragon Ridge Snow Mountain lingers on for hundreds of years, what is it for?”
Everything is indifferent.
He came here with the body of his soul, just for Findenier… As for whether this belief is true or false, it doesn’t matter at all, whether it comes from the sincerity or the tampering of the outer sea.
It is like a programmed machine, it exists to do certain fixed things, otherwise it is not worth existing.
“The little girl of the Gunhilde family.” Amenroka pulled out the oldest imperial greatsword from his back: “It’s useless to talk about it, if you want to stop me, just show your strength!”
Qin glanced at Xia Tian in the sky, feeling like they were fighting side by side.
She drew out her slender and elegant wind eagle sword and set up a fighting posture.
Acting leader of the West Wind Knights.
The successor of the Lion’s Tooth Knight.
The Dandelion Knight of Mond City.
Heir to the Gunhilde family.
Regardless of her status, she must be here to stop the heroes of Mond City!
Let’s fight!
Aemon Loka’s huge body is extremely flexible, and the giant sword carries a thousand power, slashing horizontally and vertically, and where it is swung, slush splashes.
It was a thick and broad sword larger than Qin’s body.
Occasionally the blades intersected, and the Wind Eagle Sword would let out a whimper, which could only be unloaded by relying on excellent sword skills.
Her arm was sore and numb from the shock that she almost let go of it several times.
Even so reluctantly, he was praised: “Excellent swordsmanship is much better than your ancestors.”
“Don’t dare to take credit, and it’s not a great original swordsmanship, it’s just the accumulation of the experience of our ancestors.”
Qin relies on the wind field to reduce her weight and dodge more flexibly: “It’s like the present Mond City, which has experienced decades of hard work to achieve its current glory.”
Preaching words are annoying.
“Humph!”
Aemon Loka jumped high, and slashed the giant sword with oppressive contentment, but Qin couldn’t dodge in time, so she could only support the sword body with both hands to resist.
Go!
His body sank suddenly, as if being suppressed by a rock, his arms were stiff and he couldn’t move.
On the other hand, Amenroka became more flexible, and the swing of the great sword was easier than that of the one-handed sword, and in an instant, it was a continuous split. .
Qin rolled back, and was also cut open by Jianmang on the front of her shirt, and bright red blood spilled from the torn opening.
Stronger than expected!
Jean has never been arrogant enough to think that she can defeat Imon Roca alone. All she needs to do is to delay, buy time for everyone in Mond City, and buy time for the summer.
But looking at it now, the bones of the whole body are crackling, and I’m afraid it won’t last long.
Glancing at the atmosphere, there were frequent roars of the ruins guards.
Looking back at Mond City, Keli’s bang bomb and Lisa’s lightning magnetic field were extremely dazzling.
Looking up is the sky, Xia is fighting for Mond City with the money of the dragon.
Qin smiled, stood up, patted the dirt on her body, and removed the blood on her chest with her hands: “As expected of a hero of Mond City, the strength of the senior is admired by the junior.”
“You will die by the next sword.” Amenroka lowered his hands, dragging the great sword in the slush, leaving a terrifying ravine.
He walked towards Qin step by step, and announced his death.
If Imenloka is still a human body, or the strength of the past, perhaps the little girl in front of her can resist for a while with her excellent sword skills.
But now, with his inhuman strength, it is no longer possible for him to be stopped by humans.
“If you want to stop me, let the gods come!”
Amenroka roared, and the ancient imperial clan giant sword drew two arcs of light in the air at the same time, completely blocking the space for dodging with the momentum of the left and right.
Qin bit her lip tightly, raised her sword, and looked at her fearlessly.
The eyes of God shone brightly.
With the sword body as the eye, the surrounding wind elements became extremely manic, forming a vortex that circulated at an extremely high speed, as if to absorb everything around.
The Sword of Wind Pressure is one of Qin’s original sword skills.
Take the wind as the shield, the wind as the blade, and the wind as the momentum!
Imon Roca’s slashing was disturbed by the manic turbulent current, and he shifted his position, and his body was also attracted by the wind field, so he couldn’t stop for a while.
At this moment, Qin stabbed with his long sword, and all the gusts of wind attached to the body of the sword erupted.
Bang!
There was a roar of explosion.
The traction force can be unloaded or borrowed.
The sharp sword pierced through the dark brown skin and pierced into Emenroka’s chest.
Cheng…success?
Qin could hardly believe that her sword pierced the hero’s body like this?
But no blood, and no feedback to pierce the entity…
“Heh.” Amenroka sneered and didn’t care.
Qin was startled, the sense of crisis made her draw her sword quickly, trying to dodge.
It’s too late.
At the same time as she retracted the rapier, Aemonroka withdrew one hand and raised the other giant sword “Snow Burial Star Silver” from behind.
A giant sword that is difficult for adults to dance, but it is easier in his hand than a one-handed sword.
Qin’s body couldn’t react to avoid it, and she was about to be slashed in the middle—
!
Go!
The sound was thicker than the collision with the Wind Eagle Sword just now, and it seemed to vibrate the strings of a certain piece of music.
The sassy ice crystals blend with the wind, bringing a comfortable coolness.
Ice crystal blue short hair and a proud and indifferent face.
Let Qin’s face show joy, and her heart is hot: “Yura!”
Yura flicked her hand, and ice crystals instantly covered Qin’s wound, stopping the blood flow.
Doing gentle things and saying harsh words: “It’s really ugly, girl of the Gunhilde family.”
When there were only two of them, Yula didn’t regard Qin as a leader, but returned to the relationship of competitors.
Although she is not interested in the grievances between the Gunhilde family and the Lawrence family, Yula recognizes that there is such a strong competitor to urge her to improve.
“I made you laugh… Thank you for arriving in time.” Qin is not arrogant, she always honestly admits her shortcomings.
“Who else…”
When the battle was interrupted, Amenroka looked unhappy, but after the wind and snow cleared, and the appearance of the person who came was clearly seen.
His displeasure turned into a bit of excitement: “Vanilari…Are you still alive? No…you’re not her!”
Vanilla Rui, the youngest mistress of the Lawrence family during the High Tower Emperor period, her bright blue short hair is her hallmark.
Aemon Roca scoffed at the Lawrence family, but only with a certain amount of affirmation and even admiration for Vannilari.
In that era, the Lawrence family took the right to speak with the money of women, and boldly accepted the request of the Gunhilde family to unite with internal forces to resist the rule of the Emperor of the Tower…
Perhaps from the moment she made her decision, Mond’s future…will be ruled by the Lawrence family!
It is not uncommon to hear the name of the greatest mistress in the history of the family from Emenroka, the hero of Mond thousands of years ago.
“Of course I’m not her, I’m Yula Lawrence.”
Yula was very honored to hear that she looked similar to her mistress. After all, that was the only person she admired.
“A descendant of the Lawrence family? Haha… Compared with the constant weakness of the Gunnhill family, your Lawrence family has changed a lot.”
Emenroka can feel people’s heart from the sword intent just now: “The former Lawrence family was famous for controlling people’s hearts and pretending to be snakes… But looking at you, it’s more like a little girl with her own pride.”
Yula replied calmly: “If it’s a compliment, I’d be happy to accept it… But, I’ll never show mercy!”
Having said that, the giant sword was raised to his chest.
She is not as gentle as Qin, knowing that she is an enemy who must be conquered by force, so she does not hesitate at all.
“Interesting! Interesting! Interesting!”
Aemon Loka shouted three times, and his face without facial features showed excitement: “I didn’t expect that today, two thousand years later, I will be able to fight with the heirs of the two major families at the same time, I have never tried it! I hope You won’t let me down!”
Qin and Yula leaned side by side, with different thin swords and giant swords in front of them, and said in unison, “Then please enlighten me, senior.”
The rising white snow, the splashing soil, the rapier and the giant sword handed over back and forth, this is the tacit understanding that they have honed many times in the duel after drinking black tea.
They are confidants who understand each other’s sword skills best.
And Aemon Loka showed his domineering to the fullest, with the Snow Buried Star Silver in his left hand and the imperial giant sword in his right hand, waving it at the same time to resist the two of them.
Those who once wrote history, those who record history now, and those who review history in the future would never have imagined that the three proudest families in Mond City would turn into hostile poses in the icy world of Mond.
It’s a magical plot.
Chapter 589 They finally arrived
The battle in the sky is still in a stalemate, not because Xia Xia is beyond her power.
Du Lin’s flesh-and-blood body is more flexible and stronger than the incompleteness of the poison dragon, and he has the upper hand for a long time at the beginning of the battle.
However, whether it is a jet of red flames or a tail whip with a claw, these attacks can only cause damage to the poisonous dragon but not fatal.
That body is like a mass of flour that can be softened at will, even if its wings are shattered and its bones pierced, it can be repaired in a very short time.
It is with such an immortal body that he stalemates with the summer in the sky.
And the longer the stalemate lasts, the more the balance of victory tilts.
Even though his body has been strengthened by Shen Tong, Xia Xia is still only human after all. He controls Du Lin’s huge body and needs to provide all the energy for this body.
At the same time, he has to endure all the pain this body has suffered, being humiliated by poisonous blood, and being slandered by elements…
The exaggerated consumption and the constant pain make the spirit become trance, and even can’t tell whether he is the summer of human beings or the Doolin of creation.
More importantly, Doolin’s power is also limited.
He is just the blood essence left in the Longji Snow Mountain. Once it is exhausted, it will naturally no longer be able to sustain it.
Judging from the current situation, if Xia cannot maintain the attitude of the giant dragon, how can he resist the attack of the poisonous dragon? If the poisonous dragon enters the airspace of Mond City, the venom it sprays will destroy everything.
Summer will never accept it.
He can listen to the will of the Mond people, understand their love for Mond, and imagine the pain after Mond becomes a purgatory on earth.
Did the former “Canria” also show such a scene, and then was burned by fire in despair?
Mond will never be the next Canria!
When Xia Xia tried to use multiple elements for the first time, her body suffered a lot, but she finally managed to carry it, and now she can use it flexibly.
But he has never tried to use dual remnant soul power at the same time.
The union of Dohring and Andreas…
Just the slightest thought, the body immediately sent feedback, telling him that he would not be able to bear it.
Summer chuckled.
I don’t know how many times I’ve heard the words “unbearable”, but it’s just painful after the fact, how can it be so easy to bear it.
It’s just a point of pain… That kind of severe pain where every cell is torn, and finally replaced by such an understatement.
