Bang!
The two fists, one big and one small, smashed into each other. The result was the same as before, and Alisfer was once again forced back by Asherton, who clearly had an overwhelming advantage in strength. At the same time, Ashurton's body paused for a moment. Just as he was about to chase after the girl in front of him and rush into the door behind her, the sound of air being torn apart from all directions forced him to give up on this plan.
At this moment, Alistair wasn't alone like before.
The 12 girls were furious. They held their anger in their hearts and used 200% of their strength. In less than a second when Asherton was stopped by Aristopheles, they had already gotten within three meters of Asherton. Together with their continuous punches and kicks, they blocked every space for Asherton to dodge.
Perfect Interception. This was because after being transformed by Lelouch's half-heroic spirit, the spirits of the girls could resonate and connect within a certain distance. The twelve of them were like one person, their minds connected, and their cooperation was close. They could display strength that far exceeded the combined strength of their numbers.
Asherton's expression immediately turned extremely ugly. He had only retreated after a single touch, so he hadn't realized it. Now, he realized that this group of beautiful and delicate girls were actually experts who had reached the level of orthodox knights.
What a ghost!
Asherton cursed under his breath. He instantly stopped his charging body and threw his right fist backward, hitting the foot of a girl who was kicking at him.
Bang!
Even though the young lady had used all her strength and borrowed the weight and momentum of her body, she was still sent flying by Ashurton's casual punch. The two young ladies behind her immediately supported her legs and pulled her back to the ground. He successfully surrounded the other nine girls.
In a space with a diameter of three meters, Ashurton's range of activity had been compressed to the limit. At this distance, the girls could attack or retreat, but Ashurton couldn't use his strength and physical advantage. Furthermore, if he wanted to break through their obstruction, he would have to pass through Ariel, who was not much weaker than him, and charge into the room to save Gini. It was almost impossible.
Surrounded by 12 quasi-knights who worked together seamlessly, and a quasi-knight of the round table beside him, Asherton became 300% alert and looked at the beautiful and cute noble ladies around him vigilantly.
"Why are you doing this? Guinevere is the first princess of the Empire. Once the matter is exposed, not only you, but also the families behind you will not be spared!”
After a careful observation, Ashton did not find any flaws in these girls. Meanwhile, in the opposite room, Guinevere's breathing was getting louder and louder. From the occasional moans mixed with the sounds of resistance, it was clear that Guinevere, the most important part of her body, was being played by another man.
As time went by, his rationality was gradually disappearing from his mind. Even though he knew that facing this group of powerful noble girls, losing his cool would only make his chances of winning even more slim, as long as it was a man, when he heard that his woman was being played by others, he would not calm down.
This was exactly what Alistair wanted.
As long as they could stall this guy, they could take the initiative to attack. Although they could still defeat this man, their companions would definitely suffer some losses. They might even suffer casualties under the other party's counterattack. This was not what Alistair wanted.
She wanted to achieve a complete victory!
"I'm saying this for the last time. Are you going to give in or not?”
Seeing that his advice was useless, Asherton finally gave up on the idea of a peaceful solution. His furious eyes released a murderous aura from the battlefield, sweeping towards the surrounding girls.
Sure enough, although these girls had the strength of a quasi-knight, they had never experienced a real battle. Facing the general who had once led South America's number one legion to suppress millions of rebels and kill more than 100,000 enemies, their lack of experience was finally exposed.
"Ha, get lost!"
Asherton puffed out his chest and shouted loudly. His loud voice actually formed a small shock wave that shook the girls into a daze.
Seizing this opportunity, Asherton, who had been waiting for a long time, displayed his terrifying explosive power. He stomped his right foot on the ground, and the huge force actually shattered the thick carpet. His strong body shot out like lightning, and he appeared in front of the two girls in front of him. In an instant, he grabbed their wrists, and his muscular arms swung to the left and right, sweeping their bodies away as weapons.
"Foolish!"
In almost a second, the girls 'perfect encirclement was broken. However, although these half-heroic spirit girls didn't react in time, Alistair didn't. Whether it was in terms of combat power or intelligence, she was on par with Asherton. She was already prepared when he shouted. By the time he separated the two girls in front of him and opened the door, she had already arrived in front of him at a speed that was not slower than him and punched him in the chest.
"Ha!"
Asherton was indeed a general who had experienced a real bloody battlefield. He had already predicted this situation. He took a deep breath and puffed up his chest. The moment he was hit by Alistair, he shouted in one breath, instantly reducing the power of Alistair's punch by more than half. The remaining power was nothing to worry about for his powerful body.
Now, as long as he could defeat the girl, he could rush to the door and enter the room to save Guinevere like a hero!
The prince defeated the evil enemy and saved the beautiful princess, just like in the fairy tale!
However, was the situation really as wonderful as Asherton had imagined?
Just as Asherton was about to let go of the hands he used as weapons to sweep away the two girls on both sides, his own wrist was caught.
"Impossible!"
Out of the corner of his eye, Asherton's face revealed an incredulous expression. The two girls he had shaken off not only did not bump into the other girls on both sides, but instead, they nimbly stepped on their palms. Using the momentum, they bounced back and grabbed Asherton's wrist. Then, using the reaction force, they flew up and kicked at Asherton.
One wrong step, and everything would go wrong! Asherton didn't expect the girls to recover so quickly. He suddenly felt a sense of danger. It wasn't from the two girls in front of him, but from behind him.
Bang!
The weak groin under his knee was attacked by two sharp forces at the same time, making a soft tearing sound. An indescribable pain traveled through the nerves in his thigh to his brain, causing him to kneel involuntarily.
"Damn it!"
Asherton endured the pain and was about to make a final gamble.
"Don't underestimate me!"
However, Guinevere's heart-wrenching scream came from the room next door. Ashurton, who was no longer a virgin, naturally knew what this voice meant.
"No…"
The voice that came from the room finally crushed Ashurton's will. The twelve girls, who had been waiting for an opportunity, immediately swarmed forward and launched a storm-like attack. Countless punches and kicks brought with them the sound of wind as they attacked the unarmed Asherton.
Before he could recover from the pain of his fiancée being possessed by someone else, his body was like a sandbag as he received countless fierce attacks. Fists, hand knives, hard high heels, and the sound of popping rose and fell, instantly knocking Asherton, who was kneeling on the ground, to the ground.
Under the merciless attacks of the girls, Ashurton, whose body was no longer intact, still stretched out his hand and grabbed in the direction of the door in front of him. His fiancée was behind the door.
"Impressive, you actually have the strength of a Knight of the Round Table! Unfortunately, you have no idea who your real enemy is!”
Looking at the infatuated Ashwton, a hint of pity flashed across Alistair's eyes, but it was soon replaced by coldness. His Highness Lelouch's will was absolute, and no one could defy it.
She raised her foot and stomped on Ashurton's trembling hand.
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