The battle continues.
Nuada bowed forward, and the black and red chains passed through his chest, nailing him firmly.
Her body was covered in disqualification, and she was struggling to break free, white light flowing from the chains.
But every second counts in the battle between [God] and [God].
When Nuada was imprisoned, Kurumi was already in a position to start.
His arms were staggered in front of his chest, the long and short flintlock guns and short guns were held in his hands, and the serrated gun blade smelled of blood.
abruptly—
The spear blade was thrown, and Kurumi grabbed the end of the chain and slashed with all his might.
The black-red blood blade and the golden-red streamer ripped apart everything in front of him in an instant.
Kurumi didn’t keep his hand at all, and the feast of spear-blade slashing immediately enveloped Nuada.
– Bloody orgy.
The sky and the earth are still filled with empty white.
From the perspectives of Erica and Princess Alice, you can only see in the white world, the black and red graceful shadow threw a black and red spear-like thing, and then nailed the enemy to the air.
She slashed, and the empty white world was covered with a bloody feast.
At the end, the blade of the gun that anchored Nuada was retracted by Kurumi, who held the gun, and the muzzle burst out the final… final spark.
A large piece of blood bloomed like a flower, embellishing the final beauty in that white world.
It was a mortal attack, a feast of terror enough to kill a god.
···
The empty white faded from the world, and everything seemed to return to normal.
Was Nuada just killed like that?
Erica and Princess Alice looked at the stagnant white-robed god king, and their hearts were uneasy.
The strange white clothes that were already exposed were even more tattered and tattered by the spear blade. The big-brimmed hat on his head didn’t know where it went, and Nuada looked like a big torn.
The breath of life completely dissipated, the right hand holding the sword of victory hung down weakly, and the divine sword with the black cross blade fell into the sea like this.
This incomparable God King just lost his life.
has it ended?
Absolutely not!
Kuang opened the interface at three o’clock… Sure enough, there was no resurrection option.
Nuada is not dead yet!
The god king girl who should have lost her voice slowly raised her right hand, and then let out a scream of pain and despair.
A big splash of blood bloomed on the right arm, and the hot blood of the gods spilled into the sea.
…It was as if she had transferred all the trauma to her right arm.
The entire right arm turned into dripping blood, dyeing Nuada’s shirt red.She gasped for breath, a low whimper from her throat.
At that moment, she seemed vulnerable like an ordinary girl.
In Celtic mythology, Nuada lost his right arm while leading the gods against Ireland.
The king must be a warrior, must be strong, and cannot be wounded.
Thus, He lost the position of God King.
In front of him, it is the power derived from that myth, like a gecko with a broken tail, Nuada traded his right arm for Su Sheng.
She looked at the empty right shoulder with some pain, and the disappointment in her expression did not need to be concealed.
Then, Nuada raised the right hand that should not exist, and the huge silver force fell from the shining stars in the sky, condensed on her right shoulder, and turned into a silver metal hand.
【Tear the Silver Hand】
It was the silver arm built for Nuada by the god of medicine in Celtic mythology. It had everything equivalent to the original arm of the previous king, and was even more powerful.
Immaculate God King!
The silver-armed god of war!
Nuada’s whole person’s momentum changed, the sky sank for it, the sea stopped surging, and it became dead and gloomy.
“Fight me.” Silver’s right arm pointed at Kurumi, and Xu Xu was holding something.
“I will defeat you.”
Nuada announced Yan Ling and sprinted towards Kurumi in a more terrifying manner.
“Even without the Sword of Glory, the God of War is still the God of War.”
Victory does not come from being strong or right.But because of victory, so powerful, so right.
The sword of victory was always in her hands.
You finish reading I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer Chapter 207
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