Comprehensive Heroic Spirit Dominator

A fierce, slash without a trace of hesitation.

It is enough to tear steel, enough to easily destroy any defense.

That's it, that's a slash that cannot be ignored.

At this moment, Amakasu Touma, this man, this extremely sloppy guy, was about to face such a blow.

There is no doubt that it is the holy sword called 'Severing Marble'. Even if Amakasu Touma doesn't know the meaning of that sword, if he is struck by it, he will definitely die.

He still clearly understands such things.

but,

How did she find out about my attack?

Such questions echoed in Amakasu Touma's heart, but they were not that important anymore.

Vigorously raised the incomparably sharp kunai in his hand, and then swept it towards the thick silver sword spine.

Then, there was a crisp sound.

Block the "[-]"!

Thinking of this, Amakasu Touma had a slight smile on his face.

However, the next moment, that smile turned into incomparable horror.

That is, power, that is, absolutely cannot be ignored, and it is an irresistible force.

It probably feels like a heavy vehicle. What Amakasu Touma feels at this moment is this kind of power.

Although this man is definitely not strong, but he is definitely not a light guy.

But at this time, he was thrown out heavily.

That's right, it was smashing, fiercely, without any hesitation, and smashed out.

"Really, it's an exaggeration."

He sighed faintly, with unparalleled fear in his words.

What a huge power that is, so that he at this moment can't even come up with the idea of ​​confrontation.

It is estimated that even the godslayer, or the god of disobedience, is at most at this level.

but,

It's not that there is no chance of winning!

Such thoughts echoed in his heart.

Then, hide your figure!

At this time, Liliana really saw his figure.

Just now, the girl felt the strong wind behind her.

It was a sharp weapon, presumably a weapon unique to the Far East. When it was thrown, it made the sound of breaking through the air.

Just when Liliana was about to block the blow, a sharp feeling came from her side.

That is the perception of a heroic spirit. Although it is not up to the level of 'mind's eye' or 'intuition', such a clumsy perception is easy.

It's nasty!

The girl gritted her silver teeth involuntarily.

Indeed, Amakasu Touma was not dueling with her.

However, in the eyes of this girl, even such a sneak attack is an insult to the identities of both of them, let alone using such a method at the same time as a sneak attack.

Therefore, the girl twisted the blade lightly.

The smooth spine was replaced by a sharp blade.

Since you want to insult the honor of being a knight, then you just die in the ditch like this!

Damn rats!

Liliana was thinking like this, feeling so angry, and without any hesitation, she slashed at the gray figure fiercely.

As for the Kunai that came from behind at the same time, it was not important.

At least at this time, Liliana felt so.

However, such a sudden blow was blocked by Amakasu Touma.

Before the silver holy sword hit Amakasu Touma, it was firmly blocked by a sharp kunai.

Moreover, although the guy was thrown far away, the original intention was not realized.

"Really, it's amazing."

It was an emotional tone, with a hint of admiration, and absolute fear.

"Just at such an age, you can have such a powerful force. The Italian 'Sword Fairy' really lives up to its reputation."

Such, with a hoarse tone, came from the man's mouth.

That man, that originally extremely sloppy and extremely frivolous man, was half-kneeling on the ground at this moment, leaning against the load-bearing pillar that was cracked by his body.

A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. Judging by the abnormal twist on his body, it is estimated that his right arm was also broken because of blocking the blow.

However, that's all.

Such an injury, for this ninja, does not even have the qualifications to make him frown.

But at this time, it was just that.

He struggled to get up from the ground, and then looked at the girl holding the sword.

Incomparably beautiful, a faint light bloomed from the girl and the holy sword.

The long silver hair was casually scattered behind her back, and the extremely clear blue eyes were absolutely unseen among her peers, fortitude and determination.

What was even more astonishing was the wound that had just been left on that delicate arm.

It was his kunai, the piercing wound.