The battle between the champions took place in the open space in front of the inner castle.
Egil launched a powerful attack at Uhles. Khorne's attack swept across his surroundings, creating a sharp whirlwind of axe blades that rolled towards Uhles.
Uhles stood firm. The Holy Grail Knight's body erupted with Sanctuary-level strength. His body shone with a dazzling light, and the divine sword in his hand, Durandale, was burning with golden flames.
The battle between Hellaxe and Durandale was so bright that almost everyone could not open their eyes. Egil released his terrifying strength to his heart's content, while Uhles displayed his excellent swordsmanship.
In the first battle, both sides were evenly matched.
Neither Egil nor Uhles was surprised by this result. In the only two chances to fight, Uhles and Egil had already experienced each other's strength.
Now, Khorne's Chosen Champion relied on his unparalleled brute force to attack. He rushed forward and crashed into two houses in one breath. Uhles quickly dodged. At the same time, his long sword drew a circle in the air, blocking Egil's axe attacks. The blood-red power collided with the golden flames on the sword, creating an ear-piercing sound.
"Clang!" "Boom!"
In the thick smoke, Egil charged out of the smoke once again. He let out an angry roar and leaped high into the air, directly pouncing towards Uhles.
Uhles remained calm. His eyes contained the anger of the Lake God. The Holy Grail Knight took a deep breath. He clenched the hilt of his sword with both hands and moved in a circle.
For the Lady!
Uhles moved his sword horizontally. He pointed the tip of his sword at Egil's wrist and drew a nearly perfect arc. With a flash of cold light, Egil's gauntlet was cut open.
Egil did not care about his opponent's attack at all. With a flick of his wrist, Hellaxe Gotham directly attacked Uhles's head. It was unstoppable. There was no doubt that the axe emitting hellfire would spread death wherever it passed.
Uhles took a deep breath of the cold air. He had just broken through to the Sanctuary-realm not long ago. In front of him, the Chosen One had been in the Sanctuary-realm for many years. He knew that he could not take Egil's violent attacks head-on, so he could only choose to interrupt his own attack.
Too late, Egil's movements were too fast. Ulysses immediately decided to use Durandale to block. The blade blessed by the God of the Lake was so sturdy that even Hell's Tomahawk, which could easily cut through steel, could not break through Ulysses' defense.
The Holy Grail Knight Captain almost threw her sword out of her hand.
With the help of Egil's strength, Ulles took the opportunity to retreat. He rolled to the left and dodged Egil's next attack. The Infernal Battle Axe swept across, and the walls of the nearby houses were blasted apart by the monster in front of him. Rubble and wood splinters flew everywhere. Egil unleashed the flames blessed by Khorne in the battle axe, and the entire house was turned into dust.
Now is the time! While Egil couldn't retract his power, Ulles seized the opportunity and broke Egil's defense with his sword. The tip of the sword penetrated Egil's Chaos armor, which was covered with all kinds of skulls, spikes, and iron rings.
"Pfft."
It was the sound of a sword piercing into flesh. A small stream of dark red blood stimulated everyone's nerves. The Brittany knights cheered loudly, while the barbarians were in disbelief.
Egil was bleeding. Ulysses had taken the first drop of blood in this championship battle.
However, contrary to everyone's imagination, Egil did not feel his own blood. On the contrary, the king of Skalinth became more and more violent. He forced Ulysses to retreat with a horizontal slash, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his weathered face. "Continue, Holy Grail Knight. Do you think you can defeat me with such a small injury?"
"I will make you fall, in the name of the Lady." Ulysses regained his balance.
The Holy Grail Knight Captain held the sword with both hands, and a strange light shot out from his eyes. Ulysses was surprised that Egil did not react when he was injured and bleeding. Obviously, Durandale's damage was far beyond that of a mortal's weapon, but Egil could ignore it.
Then I will make you bleed until you fall! Ulysses made up his mind. He attacked Egil's line of defense like a storm, and his sword was pointed at Egil's chest.
Egil sneered at the Holy Grail Knight Captain's attack. The king of Skalinth immediately adjusted his posture and fought with Ulysses. The place where the two men fought was filled with blood. The light of the axe and the shadow of the sword almost made it impossible for the onlookers to see the battle between them clearly. Any building near them was turned into dust under the fierce attack.
The unbelievable strength of the Chosen One met the inhuman martial arts and speed of the Holy Grail Knight Captain. Although Egil's anger was getting stronger and stronger, almost drowning Ulysses, Ulysses was like a rock on a cliff on the coast that was constantly being hit by waves. The divine sword in his hand slashed, cut, slashed, and slashed, constantly neutralizing Egil's attacks, and at the same time, leaving new wounds on Egil's body.
Block, swing the sword, block, swing the sword, and block again. After blocking five of Egil's fierce attacks in a row, Ulysses struggled to swing the sword again. A cold light slashed open Egil's shoulder armor. The blood-red shoulder armor of the Chaos Armor was cut open by Durandale, and a bloody light flashed.
"Ugh!" Egil was injured again. This was the fifth wound on his body.
In contrast, Ulysses's body was as clean as new. Except for his robe being cut by the whirlwind of the Infernal Battleaxe, there were no other wounds. Durandale was not even stained with a drop of blood.
There was nothing but dust within 50 meters of the battle of the champions. Not even the ruins were left. Every time the two Sanctuary powerhouses attacked each other, they would break the sound barrier. The deafening noises reverberated in the silent castle of Lyonassai one after another, telling the supremacy of this battle of the champions.
The sacred realm represented the limit of mortals. If the limit of mortals was a circle that had been fixed by the gods, then the sacred realm was a mortal's ability that had reached the boundary of this circle.
After this, if one wanted to go further, he would need the help of the gods. At present, there was only one person in Brittany who was above this realm, and that was the legendary Green Knight.
If Egil had reached this realm through his own bravery, then Ulysses had reached this realm through his superb swordsmanship and speed. In the face of Egil's fierce attacks, Ulysses' posture was as straight as a javelin. The power hidden in his body had already broken through the clouds and reached the sky.
Standing on the city wall, Kalad's eyes were red. All the Brittany knights and subjects looked at Ulysses' invincible posture with admiration.
In that barbaric and dark era, Arthur and the first generation of Knights of the Holy Grail were the symbols of justice and hope. It was this group of heroes who expelled the strong enemies with courage and strength, led the people to find the light, and restored unity.
In the earth-shaking roar, Ulysses once again broke through Egil's defense. He rushed toward Egil like a sharp sword. The long sword in his hand swept through the dark and dirty breath of the Blood God like a meteor and accurately pierced into Egil's right chest. A large amount of blood spurted out, and golden flames burned Egil's chest.
Did he win? All the knights and subjects had high hopes for the result of the battle.
But they were disappointed.
"Glory to Khorne!"
Egil's tall body was like a Blood God descending to the world. When he raised his arm, the clouds moved. The moment the roar of the Blood God Champion broke out, it was as if the earth and the mountains were shaking. The surging momentum was simply like a thunderbolt from the clear sky.
Relying on the tremendous force that was enough to reverse the flow of the mountains and rivers, Egil did not retreat. He raised his battle axe and swept it across. Ulysses' full-strength blow pierced into his right chest. This insignificant injury left the Knight of the Holy Grail wide open.
The Hell Battle Axe in his left hand swept across and directly hit Ulysses' helmet. Although Ulysses had tried his best to avoid the fatal blow, Egil's full-strength blow still worked.
The helmet exploded, and the statue of the golden fire dragon burst into pieces, revealing the face under the helmet. The sharp iron pieces scratched Ulysses' cheek. The long sword was pulled out, and Egil's blood spurted out, staining his armor red.
This was a desperate blow. Both of them were injured, but Egil's injury was obviously more serious. The Brittany stopped cheering. They looked at Ulysses with worried eyes, paying attention to his condition.
In the arena, there was no pain or resentment on the faces of the two. Instead, there was a sympathetic smile on their faces. That was the mutual recognition between warriors. Ulysses' eyes still contained the cold anger of the Lake God. He calmly prayed to the Lake Goddess, telling her that he would dedicate the victory to her. Egil spat out a mouthful of saliva. He was happy that he had chosen Ulysses as his opponent. Only the head of such a powerful enemy was worth collecting. It could add a new glory to Khorne's Brass Throne.
Obviously, this battle would not stop here. Egil clenched his battle axe with both hands, and his body began to spin. This was the battle skill he was most proud of.
Whirlwind Slash!
The boundless Whirlwind Slash approached Ulysses. The twin axes turned into a torrent of steel that constantly attacked Ulysses' defense. Every strike narrowly missed and destroyed the Holy Grail Knight's original position. Ulysses struggled to hold on under Egil's fierce attacks. His robe was shredded into strips by the axes, and Durandale's blade had to endure several attacks every second.
At the critical moment, Ulysses suddenly moved. He twisted his body in an incredible arc. He held the holy sword with both hands, bypassed the Whirlwind Slash's attack range, and slashed down from above with the force of Mount Tai.
Crack! Durandale pierced through Egil's face, the tip of the sword penetrating more than ten centimeters.
The Whirlwind Slash stopped.
Did I win?
Ulysses saw the cold smile on Egil's face.
The tyrannical Chosen One clenched his fist, and an explosive force directly hit Ulysses' chin. The Holy Grail Knight screamed, and was directly hit by Egil more than ten meters high, more than thirty meters away, and then fell to the ground, swaying left and right.
In the blink of an eye, Egil had appeared in front of Ulysses. The Holy Grail Knight raised his sword to block, but Durandale was sent flying by the battle axe. Egil was about to follow up with another attack, but Ulysses' body suddenly emitted a bright divine light. Egil could feel an extremely disgusting and dazzling light. This light was so dazzling that he could not open his eyes, and it pierced his skin and made a burning sound. He was forced to retreat.
Only then did Yunus take a deep breath. A faintly discernible voice resounded in Yunus' heart.
"Ulysses … I protected you …"
It's the Lady! Ulysses was shocked, and he quickly prayed, "My Lady?"
"Ulysses … I protected you … once … but I can only protect you … once." The beautiful figure and voice of the Lake Fairy appeared in Ulysses' heart. The power of the Goddess poured into the body of the Holy Grail Knight, healing his injuries.
Then no matter how Ulysses prayed, he could no longer hear the oracle of the Lake Fairy.
"My Lady! Thank you!!! " Ulysses roared to the sky. He struggled to stand up again and stared at his opponent in the north. He wanted to see Egil fall. At this time, Egil had more than ten deep wounds all over his body, and the big hole on his face was still bleeding. Anyone who suffered such a serious injury would definitely die.
What happened next made everyone who saw it stop breathing.
The wounds all over Egil's body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye under the blessing of Khorne. His face emitted bursts of green smoke, and all the wounds healed automatically, leaving only a shallow scar. The tyrannical Chosen One One's face was bloodthirsty, and then he raised his battle axe and stepped on Ulysses' long sword, Durandale.
Ulysses' heart began to be filled with fear. Even if he did not want to admit it, he was forced to realize that he was close to losing this battle.
"Our duel is not over yet, Holy Grail Knight." Unexpectedly, Egil extended his foot and kicked the sword back to Ulles. With contempt for the Lake Fairy for helping the weak, and contempt for all rational people and logic, Egil let out an ear-piercing laugh. "I'll give you ten minutes to adjust, and then we'll start the next round."
Ulysses nodded silently. He picked up his long sword and tried to heal his sore arm. Then he took out a potion and drank it to stabilize his injury.
But Egil shouted at the Chaos Wizard, Chakley, who came to deliver the potion. The Chosen One One of Khorne's champions would not allow this sacred duel to be tainted by anything. The duel between champions would only end when one side completely fell to the ground and lost all their glory.
Honorable, majestic, and glorious, this was the Chosen One One One of Khorne.
Ten minutes later, the battle began again.
The battle that followed was extraordinarily fierce. The two powerful warriors used everything they had learned in their lives. Once again, Ulles' holy sword left more than a dozen deep wounds on Egil's body. However, Ulles's own armor was also cut open by the Hell Battle Axe. Bleeding wounds appeared on the knight's thigh and shoulder. Still, Ulles gritted his teeth and held on. He turned his body around and poured all his strength into the blade of his sword. Then, he delivered a perfect blow to Egil.
"Crack!" The sword hit the crook of Ulysses' left arm and went deep into his bone. Egil let out a beast-like howl. Then he charged like a bison and broke Ulysses' sternum. He knelt on the ground. Egil was almost at his limit. His wound healed very slowly.
Egil's left arm that was chopped by the blade clung tightly onto Durandale's blade and Ulles's forearm. Ignoring the fact that half of his left arm had been chopped off, Egil raised his right arm and the Hell Tomahawk Gotham in his right hand. Then, he let out an earth-shattering roar.
"Kill!"
The perfect arc of slaughter condensed into a blood-red trajectory.
Blood rained down from the sky. The Infernal Tomahawk had completed its mission. His hands that were gripping Durandale immediately lost their strength. Egil kicked the headless corpse away and pulled out the sacred longsword from his left arm.
All the knights and subjects of Lyonassai, including Duke Dalhaid, Kalad, Annara, and Aldrede who were watching the battle from the castle walls, were all stunned. Their lips trembled, but they could not say a word.
In the castle of Lyonassai, only the roars and shouts of victory of countless barbarians could be heard.
“Only”
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“Man！！！”
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