"Boom! Boom!"
Karna stood in the sky, holding the holy spear in his hand. After burning all the iron stakes that were stabbing at him, he whispered to himself.
"Is it useless to just destroy it?”
Although the little sun had given up on its invincible defense, it was obviously more difficult for Vlad III to deal with Karna.
With his agile body, he could dodge most of the iron stakes. Even if there were iron spikes that slipped through the net and got close to him, the Holy Spear in his hand could easily parry them and burn them to ashes.
On the other side, Vlad III was using his precious artifact to harass Karna while looking at Xia Heng.
As he had been blocking Karna from rescuing Spartacus, he did not notice the scene around him. Why did he think that the plan to capture the muscular man was foolproof?
However…
" F * ck?!"
Vlad III only saw the heroic spirit that had turned into light and dissipated, as well as Xia Heng, who was looking at him innocently with a silver sword on his shoulder.
Spartacus, who was supposed to be the spoils of war, was killed by him…
" You!..."
First, he looked at Xia Heng with a black face full of question marks. Then, he immediately attacked Xia Heng in anger.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
With a casual wave of his hand, pitch-black metal pillars emerged from the ground and stabbed towards Xia Heng's body.
"Boom!"
Seeing the iron stakes coming at him, Xia Heng easily dodged the incoming iron spikes. The sharp iron spikes also lost their target and could only extend their useless length aimlessly.
As Vlad III attacked Xia Heng, Karna charged at the archduke again and continued to fight with him.
"Boring."
Xia Heng looked at the two of them contemptuously and said in a low voice with some disdain.
No matter how angry Vlad III was, no matter how furious he was, he couldn't hurt Xia Heng in the slightest.
Xia Heng coldly looked at the two people who were entangled again. Then, he immediately left the battlefield and headed to the other side.
"Damn it!"
Vlad III roared as he tried to force Karna to retreat.
At this moment, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
Perhaps, compared to Xia Heng, he was still too weak.
Perhaps this was all the unfavorable situations in the world, and it was all caused by the lack of ability of the person involved.
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"Black's Saber?"
Atalante covered her arm in the dense forest and asked softly.
Although she wasn't in the center of Attila's attack, she still received a lot of damage.
Chiron, Kenniang, and Achilles were all heavily injured by her precious artifacts.
This was the love and concern from an ally.
Saber, why did you…"
Chiron stood up and questioned the girl with the three-colored greatsword. He looked confused and wary.
"Boom!"
Before he could finish, Attila looked at Chiron coldly and sent him flying with a colorful whip of light.
"What a cold guy. He can't smile on the battlefield, but he forgot to smile in the park?”
Achilles stood up and said to the cold girl in front of him.
According to common sense, Achilles, who had the relic of the " Immortal Flower of the Brave," should have the blessing of immortality on every part of his body except his heels, nullifying all attacks. However, this skill also had a big flaw. For example, in the original novel, Chiron could send him flying to prevent him from being assimilated by vampires, or the effect could be reduced by a certain level of " divine damage."
Attila possessed a considerable amount of divinity, and with the addition of the connection with Xia Heng's divinity, his attack on Achilles could be considered as " true damage."
"What's wrong? Laugh!"
Achilles roared ferociously at the cold-looking girl in front of him, then charged forward with his spear.
Annoying, why are you laughing at your mother!
With this thought in mind, Attila looked at Achilles and gently swung his greatsword.
"Boom! Boom!"
Two loud booms rang out. One was the sound of Achilles being sent flying, and the other was the sound of Attila using his intuition to block Atalante's attack.
"Tsk, did you block it?"
Atalante raised her bow again and aimed at Attila in the distance. From her slightly trembling hands, one could tell that she was not in a good state at the moment.
Just as she was about to launch, a gentle male voice suddenly came from behind her, and a pair of hands touched her head.
"Little wild cat, quickly come into the bowl.”
"Whoosh!"
Atalante was suddenly startled. Her hand trembled, and she shot an arrow at Achilles, who was lying on the ground in the distance.
"Ahhh! Big sister, you…"
Achilles, who was lying on the ground in the distance, didn't have time to dodge. He instantly covered his lower body, and a pain as if an egg had been shattered came along with a miserable wail.
"You! You're the one who's in the bowl!"
Atalante put down her bow and arrow angrily as she spoke to the figure behind her. However, she soon realized that something was wrong...
"You…"
Turning around, Atalante looked at the man behind her in a daze. He had a handsome face and his right hand was gently stroking her little head.
This person was Xia Heng, who had rushed over from the other side.
"Oh!"
Before Atalante could say anything, Xia Heng pulled her into his arms, intending to take her away as a collectible.
" Master, you!..."
Before Atalante could flare up, Attila seemed to have seen through Xia Heng's intentions. She pouted and asked Xia Hengzhi in an unusually cute manner.
"I still love you the most."
Xia Heng interrupted Attila's question and replied gently.
Seeing this, Attila lowered her head in disappointment. It was obvious that she was helpless against Xia Heng.
"Kacha."
Suddenly, Atalante bit Xia Heng's palm like a little wild cat, and the crisp sound of bones and tendons breaking rang out.
Perhaps this was the first time she had been captured as prey as a hunter?
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