Eighth Crown

The battle lasted nearly half a day.

Those magical beasts and holy beasts seem to have no end. No matter how many they kill, they will continue to emerge, but each time there are only a few hundred or so. Thanks to this, they can be watertight.

Otherwise, if it swarms in one breath, there is really no way to stop it meticulously.

“Is this situation really normal?”

Fujimaru Rika was panting, sweat dripping all over her body, looking at the beasts outside the village who had no intention of retreating, an incredible look appeared in her eyes.

“…The last battle of Yujia was like this, but this time it was more serious.”

Lakshmi’s eyes flickered for a while, as if there was something unspeakable, and then replied coldly.

In Hindu mythology, the devil Kali will appear when fighting Yujia, leading human beings to the path of evil, disturbing people’s hearts and causing disasters.

In this Indian Lostbelt, Gary became a magical beast in the shape of a purple crocodile, and together with a holy beast of unknown origin, became a disaster hovering over the earth.

Whenever the battle of Yujia is approaching, there will be an endless stream of Kali appearing, attacking human beings indiscriminately.

“Normally, holy beasts also hunted Kali, so they are called holy beasts, but this time they attacked us together, maybe they were influenced by unknown forces…”

Lakshmi looked hesitant.

She felt that this matter was mostly related to herself, but she was afraid that speaking out would alienate them from herself and make the public frightened, so she never said it clearly.

“Miss Shi, how is your situation, is it a lot of consumption?”

Fujimaru Rika didn’t see Lakshmi’s expression, and asked loudly to the two rituals at the door.

“Worry about yourself!”

The voices of the two ceremonies are still full of energy, and it seems that they are not consumed at all.

After realizing the materialization of her soul, she has infinite magic power. After learning to change the unparalleled flow, her physical strength has also been greatly increased, and waving the sacred sword consumes a special energy called SP, which is also stored in her sacred sword. A large amount of Soul Healing Water is used to restore SP.

Although mentally exhausted, physically and energetically fighting for another day will not feel the slightest discomfort.

“How long will this beast tide last?”

Seeing that the two ceremonies that served as the pillars of the ceremonies did not show any signs of decay, Fujimaru Tachika breathed a sigh of relief, and sighed tiredly while looking at the boundless monsters outside the village.

“Well, looking at this flow, although it is very demoralizing, the beast tide is likely to continue until the night until the Almighty God recreates the world.”

Little Da Vinci appeared on the communication screen with a bitter face and brought very bad news.

“seriously……?”

Fujimaru Rika suddenly burst into cold sweat.

“Come on, Lixiang Sauce!”

Little Da Vinci laughed heartlessly.

“Don’t stand and talk without your back hurting!”

Fujimaru Rika shouted at the communication.

at the door.

“Huh…it’s really endless.”

The two ceremonies looked at the wild beast tide in the distance, their eyebrows were furrowed, and their faces were calm and dignified.

In terms of strength, with the divine sword, one can swipe a group of them, but these herds seem to have no limit, or there are resurrection points that can be refreshed just like in the game, no matter how many kills, there is nothing to reduce. mean.

If she really wants to fight like this, she may really have to fight all day.

With a high concentration of spirit, she indeed guarded the entire village tightly, and did not let any beast or holy beast break into the village, but the number of beasts was too large, and her spirit was gradually exhausted.

“Ah ah!”

When she was slightly distracted, a terrified cry suddenly came from a distance.

From the right rear of the village, a monster Kali crossed the not-so-tall fence, jumped into the village, and bit a young mother holding a half-year-old child.

With sharp teeth and beast claws gleaming with cold light, the young mother’s soul was blown away by just one charge, subconsciously covering the baby in her arms and screaming.

“Not good!”

The two ceremonies were suddenly shocked, and their pupils shrank.

But this distance was too late, she subconsciously held the sacred sword in her hand and was about to throw it.

“Om!”

Suddenly, a golden light descended from the sky, penetrating Kali’s body easily like a meteor.

Looking closely, it was a golden spear full of brilliance, which instantly penetrated the body of the beast, causing the purple fishy blood to splatter endlessly, and then plunged into the ground.

And just above the golden spear, there is a golden ripple floating in the air.

The young mother holding the child stood there blankly, not even realizing what happened.

“Om!”

“Om!”

The next moment, it was as if some chain reaction had started, and golden ripples appeared one after another from the top, bottom, left, right, front, and back of the village, and countless Noble Phantasms popped out from it.

Immediately afterwards, those Noble Phantasms were blasted out like arrows, flooding the world with golden rays of light, forming a huge rain of Noble Phantasms that shot towards the beasts in all directions.

The rain of golden treasures seemed to have no limit. It shot out round by round, piercing and shattering the magical beasts and holy beasts one after another.

The villagers, including Lakshmi, were stunned and shocked as they watched the unquenchable light rain, unable to speak for a long time.

“Is Liuxia-chan finally here?”

Fujimaru Rika was instantly refreshed.

At the entrance of the village.

Seeing this, the two ceremonies breathed a sigh of relief without a trace, and took the sacred sword back into their hands.

As the footsteps approached, the figure of the demonic youth in the windbreaker gradually appeared in front of the two ceremonies.

“Why didn’t you call me when such a big thing happened?”

Liu Xia frowned slightly as she watched the two ceremonies.

“Isn’t it all right? I can handle it.”

The two rituals shrugged their shoulders and said indifferently: “In this way, you can get enough sleep.”

really.

Even if she was negligent just now and let a demon beast leap into the village, she could still stab the beast to death with a flick of her hand, and because of the fact that holy weapons cannot be dropped, the holy sword would instantly return to her hand. , will not delay the battle at the door.

“Even so, it’s still too dangerous, and I don’t need to rest for that long.”

Liu Xia shook her head with a slightly reproachful expression on her face.

Although the two rituals will not die, even if she is only injured, Liu Xia will think that it is her responsibility.

“Liu Xia… do you know how long you have slept?”

When it came to this, the expressions of the two ceremonies became a little complicated.

“How long can it be?”

Lucia raised her eyebrows slightly.

Even if he was tired from his soul injury, at most eight hours of sleep a day was enough for him.

“You slept twelve hours.”

The expressions of the two rituals gradually darkened.

“Four more hours than before… Your injuries are getting worse.”