What appeared in front of Laing and Emilia was a fierce duel.
Julius was fully armed. He was wearing a meteorite rune armor made by the dwarves. He was holding a beautiful two-handed knight sword that had been blessed by the Lake God prophet. He held the long sword, which was glowing with pure light, in front of his chest. He was struggling to block his enemy's attacks.
His opponent's attacks were too fierce.
"Purify! Purify! Purify! " The Prophecy Maker's geno prototype was in tatters. He was wearing linen clothes that monks wore. The clothes were tattered, and they smelled of mud and ink. Luo Jia's body was covered with all kinds of scriptures. He was clearly in a state of religious fanaticism. "Purify! Purify everything! "
Luo Jia's weapon was a very ordinary iron scepter. There was a double-headed eagle carved on it. The scepter was made of ordinary iron. It was not particularly suitable for fighting, but in Luo Jia's hands, it was like a holy weapon. The double-headed eagle's only eye shone with a golden light. Golden wings flashed on its open wings.
Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang! In just a few seconds, in this extreme fanaticism, Luo Jia was suppressing Julius and attacking him dozens of times. Every attack carried an unparalleled amount of violence and power. Julius did not have a chance to fight back. Laing's brother-in-law was struggling to fight back against Luo Jia's attacks.
Luo Jia's arms were like phantoms. They were divided into four and then eight. The people watching could only see the shadows. The air was filled with the smell of burning.
Julius was forced to fall back. In the simple arena, the knight looked serious. He looked like he was at a complete disadvantage.
"Your brother is so strong, Laing." The little maid, Emilia, had her long blonde hair tied up into a princess hairpin. She held Laing's arm and said, "But I feel like he is missing something."
"This brother of mine … Do you believe that I can defeat him in just five rounds?" "Have you noticed, Amelia? Although Luo Jia's attacks look ferocious, he's actually in a situation where he's losing his mind. The rhythm of the battle is always in Julius' hands," Leon whispered as he watched the battle.
"I am the Prophecy Maker! I will burn away all impurities! " Luo Jia attacked crazily. His rationality had long been replaced by fanaticism. Sparks flew as the scepter and the sword collided. The surface of the ordinary-looking double-headed eagle scepter was even covered with cracks. However, Luo Jia did not stop attacking.
Julius, on the other hand, was different. The crazier Luo Jia was, the slower he was. Even though Julius' arms were numb from the continuous and crazy attacks, he remained calm. He had received the best guidance since he was young. He knew what he should do.
The two-handed greatsword spun in a strange arc. It blocked all of Luo Jia's crazy attacks. Julius looked cold. He carefully collected all of Luo Jia's crazy power and gathered it on his body.
After attacking crazily for three minutes, Luo Jia's movements suddenly became stiff. The Prophecy Maker geno prototype felt his fanaticism fade away. He was regaining his rationality.
Because of that, his attacks slowed down.
Now was the time! Julius moved. The powerful force that had been accumulating in his arms was released by him. The expedition knight roared loudly, "For the love of the lady! Fall! "
The two-handed knight sword flashed with white light. Julius used the most standard family sword skills. He attacked Luo Jia's head, arms, and wrists three times. The last strike was very powerful. It went straight for Luo Jia's head, which was covered with countless scriptures.
Luo Jia took a deep breath. He fiercely used his scepter to block the knight sword's attack. He tried to return to his fanatical state. Only fanaticism was the source of his power.
However, the Prophecy Maker suddenly felt weak. Luo Jia tried to be angry. He tried to use fanaticism to guide himself, but his weak body and tired soul stopped him.
D * mn it! This was the weak phase of the transformation! Luo Jia felt a strong sense of weakness.
The Prophecy Maker geno prototype was forced back. Facing Julius's fierce attacks, Luo Jia was forced back. He was full of fanaticism as he shouted, "Praise everything!" The scepter in his hand shot out a golden flame. Julius quickly moved aside to dodge it.
The golden flame blew up a small part of the ground, but it did not defeat Julius. Luo Jia's brother-in-law held the knight sword tightly. They both moved away from each other and looked at each other.
After a short period of weakness, Luo Jia immediately felt his power returning. So, he immersed himself in the fanatical spirit world again. "For the king! For the holy Tara! "
The golden light that he had lost came out of Luo Jia's body again. His sanity disappeared again. It was replaced by fanaticism. It was hard to tell if Luo Jia's expression was one of absolute madness or a sincere belief. Laing saw the muscles on Luo Jia's face twist. His eyes were wide open, and his mouth was wide open. His whole body was bathed in the golden holy light.
"In the name of the God King! Judge! Judge! Then purify! "
No wonder Luo Jia's nickname was Trickster. Laing thought to himself. He did not believe Luo Jia was not a trickster.
Almost in the blink of an eye, Luo Jia's body moved more than ten meters and rushed toward Julius in an instant. All his movements turned into countless afterimages, like a crazy storm, and followed up with a series of crazy attacks.
Julius's forehead was sweating. He could not imagine that his opponent, who had just been in a weakened state, had recovered his strength. Were Laing's brothers all monsters?
The expeditionary knight in his thirties thought to himself. He let out a long sigh and immediately dodged.
"Boom!" Luo Jia was in a fanatical state. He could not stop himself. Julius barely dodged. Luo Jia hit the wall of the arena. A human-shaped hole was left in the sturdy stone wall. The steel scepter kept striking. After seven or eight pieces of stone, Luo Jia realized he had not hit his target. The fanatical Soothsayer geno prototype turned around and went for Julius again.
“Kill，kill，kill~all！！！”
Every movement of the Soothsayer geno prototype was tearing the air. It was like he was burning. His sleeves were moving up and down because of his fast movements. In the first second of the fight, Julius's longsword was attacked a dozen times.
The rainstorm-like attacks almost drowned Julius. The expedition knight kept falling back. Julius's eyes were sharp. He tried to think of a way to escape Luo Jia's crazy attacks. He knew that if he kept going crazy, he would not be able to last long.
Julius found a gap in Roga's attack and used his sword to deflect Roga's scepter away. Roga's scepter, which was made of ordinary iron, was no match for Julius's knight sword, which was made of stainless steel and Brittany mithril. Not to mention, the sword was blessed by the Lake Goddess. Julius raised his sword and prayed to the goddess in the lake. Then, with all his strength, he twisted his body. Fall! "
The sword went for Luo Jia's neck, but the fanatical Soothsayer geno prototype did not care. He said, "Blood flows, and life flows. The strong wins!"
After saying that, Luo Jia raised his scepter high and smashed it on Julius' cross helmet. Dazzling sparks burst out from the helmet and streaks of blood flowed down Julius' handsome face.
Luo Jia's crazy attacks left him vulnerable. The knight sword's sturdy guard hit Luo Jia's right temple. After being hit, Luo Jia screamed. He was forced out of his endless fanaticism. When he roared one last time, the Soothsayer geno prototype felt pain in his temple. Two streams of blood flowed out of his nose, and the severe headache almost made him crazy. When he raised his scepter and was ready to continue fighting, Julius in front of him raised his hand, indicating that he admitted defeat.
Luo Jia realized this was a fight for honor. He reached out his hand to touch his nose. His hand was bleeding. The dizzy Soothsayer geno prototype took two steps to the side. His head started to feel dizzy. He sat on the ground and gasped. "You can still fight. Why do you admit defeat? My wounds are only a little better than yours. "
"The only reason I'm able to fight you like this is because my equipment is better than yours. Isn't this a little unfair?" Julius's head was broken by Luo Jia. A few streaks of red flowed down his head. He could no longer hold his sword. Seeing Luo Jia ask, Julius forced a smile and said, "You are strong, Mister Luo Jia. You are strong. But there is no need for us to fight until we can't get up. What do you think?"
"You are not weak either, Laing's brother-in-law." Luo Jia was very happy that he had won. He wiped the blood from his nose and looked cocky. "Thank you. This fight made me very happy."
I can win, too.
Look, even Ryan's brother-in-law said that I'm very strong.
"Me too. When I come back from my expedition, we can fight again." Julius calmly accepted the bandage from the priestess of the Goddess of Mercy. He thought to himself that Leon's brother was not particularly powerful. He was now an intermediate Legendary, and he was evenly matched with this guy named Luo Jia. Although he relied on his equipment to barely tie with him, Luo Jia's strength was at most around the advanced Legendary or the peak Legendary.
If that was the case, then the person called Angerang shouldn't be that strong.
Julius was confident in himself.
"Brother Luo Jia, do you need a towel?" The little maid, Amelia, walked up and handed a towel to Luo Jia. Luo Jia thanked her and took the towel to wipe his nosebleed. "That was great. I haven't had such a good fight in a long time."
Laing was speechless.
As soon as he said that, the iron staff in Luo Jia's other hand could no longer withstand the spirit power he kept pouring into it. It was cracked into pieces. The Prophecy Geno Prototype shrugged at Laing and said, "Laing, can you help me convince the dwarf rune blacksmith in your territory? I need a better weapon. "
"I will help you find Mister Dylon. Brother, you will have a better staff." Laing had a smile on his face. "I promise."
The fight was over. Laing wanted to ask his brother-in-law to stay for dinner, but Julius refused. He asked the priestesses of the Mercy Goddess to stop the bleeding and bandage him. He asked Laing to say hello to Suria for him. Then, he got on his pure-blood elven horse and left Laing's territory.
He had to prepare for the Holy Grail expedition. Coming to fight Luo Jia was just the beginning.
After the fight was over, everyone left. Emilia held Laing's arm and whispered, "It was a wonderful fight. We may have missed the best part."
The little maid's leather boots stepped on the stone road in the town, making a crisp sound.
"It was beyond my expectations to be able to fight like this," Laing complained. He reached out his hand and grabbed the hair in front of his forehead. "I really didn't expect …"
"Didn't expect what?" Emilia asked curiously. "By the way, aren't your brothers all demigods?"
"Yes. Luo Jia is a demigod, and he can fight Julius, a mid-legendary knight. I really didn't expect this." Laing looked like he was in pain. "You know what? Emilia, I'm already at the beginner level of the divine domain. Under normal circumstances, I can defeat either of them in less than ten rounds. "
"You're so annoying, Laing. You always come up with ways to praise yourself." Emilia said that, but her beautiful little face was full of pride. "If you're not strong enough, why would I like you?"
The two of them came to the bar, Salute of the Holy Grail. Laing wanted to sit in the lobby, but Emilia took the initiative to say to the waiter, "One private room on the second floor, thank you."
Laing did not object. He and Emilia went to the private room on the second floor and sat down. Soon, the waiter served a sumptuous meal and good wine. Emilia obviously enjoyed the time alone with Laing. The little maid looked at the lively crowd below and said excitedly, "Look! Look! Laing, what are they playing? "
"They're playing cards and chess pieces. They're playing those expensive little metal men."
"Playing cards? Can you teach me? "Emilia was obviously more interested in the cards people were playing.
"Sure."
… I'm the divider for playing cards …
At the same time, in the old world, the southern kingdom, Milagliano, Tyrell.
Milagliano was the largest city in Tyrell, with a population of about 100,000 people. As a world-famous city, it was famous for its architecture, fashion, art, painting, and opera.
The World Eater Gene Prototype Angelang was walking on the streets. He was leading his hippogryph mount, Nukailia. He was buying all the items on the list. "Hmm, the best Tyrell Cat Poop Coffee, the best sparkling wine, and the best Penny Cheese. Father and Kirriman will like this."
Angelang was purchasing all kinds of goods. Since he did not like to bargain, and he bought things in bulk, the merchants were all around him. A short halfling walked in front of him with a smile and carefully led the way for him. "Mr. Angelang, the Cat Poop Coffee you want is in the shop in front. How much do you want?"
"I have the money, but I have to check the goods first," Angelo said impatiently.
"Of course, of course, hehehe." The halfling said flatteringly, "We, the Queensberry Chamber of Commerce, will provide the best service for such a generous and generous customer like Mr. Angelo."
At this time, the situation in front of him caught Angelo's attention. "Wait … What are they doing?"
Translator: WQL Editor: Aleem There was a huge shed in front of the street, on which were well-equipped mercenaries. These mercenaries were dressed in luxurious and rich clothes. What was familiar to Angelo was that the flag of this mercenary was a pattern of an eagle's claw being reborn from ashes.
"… Fulgen," Angelo said silently.
The leader of the mercenaries shouted to the fanatical crowd below.
"Wealth, fame, power! Ladies and gentlemen! Do you want these treasures? Do you want supreme status and glory? "
Big wooden boxes were opened one by one. Gold, silver, and gems, the square was full of gulping sounds.
"If you want, join the expeditionary army. All the treasures are there. It's at the end of the Grand Line, in Lucia! "
"Citizen! The expeditionary army needs you! "
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