Chapter 348 Destruction Is Here 1 Stab

The wave of black snakes was calmed by the storm.

However, this was just a tentative attack, and Roland didn't pay attention.

In the face of such an offensive, even though he knew that breaking into the center of the storm was the best way to break the situation, he was not brave enough to try to seize control from a wind god's attack. That was undoubtedly a foolish approach.

But the stronger you are, the easier it is to be destroyed by your own weaknesses.

Roland did not summon Susanoo again and face the violent storm as sharp as a knife like a reckless man, but stretched out his palm.

"——The Lord said: Before the end, the sincere good people will enjoy his grace and glory in the kingdom of heaven, and the hypocritical villains will fall into the dark hell. In my name, fulfill the oath of the past, and recreate the molten iron test."

Roland showed a solemn smile, "Susanoo! You are one of the three noble sons in Japanese mythology! A god from the legendary "Kojiki"! Wind, desolation, sea, and destruction are all symbols of you. Destroy Takamagahara and bully yourself My eldest sister, you killed the God of Food and brought desolation. You are an out-and-out destroyer and a villain who deserves to be punished!"

After meeting the prerequisite of being recognized as evil, the light of wisdom from Ahura bloomed from Roland's hands. Even strong steel could not touch the invisible absolute light, let alone the natural storm. .

Storms, thunder, and strong winds, like snowflakes in the scorching sun, quickly melted into invisible spells and merged into the secluded world. This situation made Susanoo's face change drastically.

Sky and Steel, as the powers possessed by many main gods, are of course not randomly matched. Not only are they top-level powers when viewed separately, but when combined together, the power produced not only does not conflict, but is even superior.

The cooling water and the fire used to forge steel can enhance the divinity of steel.

After blending into the storm, the wind brought the smell of fire and the cold rain. This smelting process made Susano'o mentally refreshed.

He is the god of war of "steel". The combination of wind, fire and water will make him more brave.

Originally, he wanted to use the skills of the storm to strengthen himself, so that even if he was inferior to Roland in terms of strength, he would still have room for buffering.

But now, his wishful thinking was shattered.

Looking at the storm that was getting smaller and smaller, Susano'o keenly felt that his opponent had almost no hesitation, and he immediately jumped down from the sky.

The further down you go,

The false light becomes even more untouchable.

The surroundings of the Storm God were in silent darkness. Apart from the sound of wind and dripping water, there were only some strange buzzing sounds.

The smiling young man stands in the darkness, with heterochromatic pupils shining like sparks.

"Tsk..."

Susano'o looked unhappy.

Roland will let Susanoo know what cruelty and disparity are.

He could see that Susano'o relied heavily on his ever-changing powers, but in essence, he was still proud of his identity as Steel.

His strongest means is always the ten-fist sword. Whether it is a storm or other means, it plays a supporting role.

Therefore, Roland planned to remove all these auxiliary factors and peel off the shrunken brave heart of Susano'o exposed under these powers.

In this way, the most important process of "steel" is missing. After smelting, Susano'o can only give up escaping and choose to jump back into Roland's urn to start a losing battle in close combat. This can greatly shorten the battle with this The time when the Hero of Steel was entangled in the underworld.

Of course, it doesn’t matter if you fail, it’s just a matter of putting in more effort.

As for whether his own power could withstand the sharpness of the Ten Fist Sword, it was not within Roland's consideration at all.

joke! Mithra's steel can even cut off his body. Even such a sharp blade cannot defeat him. Will a god from the Far East be stronger than the savior of Zoroastrianism?

Thinking like this, Roland firmly grasped the attacking sword and relied on his own strength to pull Susano'o over little by little.

In this tug-of-war-like process, Susano'o's rugged face showed a smile of success.

"Although I may be slightly inferior to you in close combat, just like you cut off my storm with your wisdom, King Rakshasa, I also have a powerful weapon to deal with close combat."

"Um?"

While Roland was still pondering the meaning of Susano'o's words, the real feeling of the iron sword in his hand suddenly disappeared.

Then there was a streak of silver light coming towards his neck.

Did he actually take action?

After turning his head and dodging the Ten Fist Sword, Roland nailed Susanoo's abdomen with a fierce knee strike, and then turned around and kicked him far away.

At this time, he had time to confirm his status. If it was a curse or other means, his intuition should have given a warning long ago. What kind of power did this guy use?

In the confusion where even thinking was slowed down, a dizzy feeling hovered in Roland's mind.

"Is this...? Drunkness? I can actually get drunk?"

Roland felt incredible. Ever since he gained the power of the Black Shadow Corps and became the Black Shadow General, Zui had been insulated from him. Unless he deliberately maintained that feeling, his own powerful physique would use his metabolism to eliminate this state. .

This is also the reason why Roland often drank high-strength spirits as water when he was in Fuyuki City.

But now, after evolving into the ultimate creature and even a god-killer, he became uncontrollably drunk.

There is only one possibility for such a result.

"——The power of power?"

"That's right, but it's really awesome to feel sleepy now."

Susano'o said something he didn't understand.

"Your physique is really good. My wine gourd has been opened a long time ago. The aroma has been floating for such a long time, but you haven't fallen down yet?"

As he spoke, he patted his waist.

There, an inconspicuous gourd hung on Susanoo's belt. The mouth of the bottle was just as he said, and the cork had long since disappeared.

This is Susano'o's most famous legend and an important source of his status as a heroic god and his attainment of the Godhood of Steel.

He intoxicated the Yamata-no-Orochi with the aroma of wine, and then cut off the snake's head with the Ten Fist Sword.

"Old guy, you and the "Steel" I've met are really two different people. "

Roland said with a gloomy face: "Such a shady strategy can be used casually in battle. I really underestimate a wild god like you."

"I can't help it. Seeing that you are not surprised by the Ten Fist Sword, even if you have such a sharp weapon, I should not be your opponent..."

Susano'o sealed the gourd's mouth and said calmly.

"Depends on the situation, it will take about ten minutes... This power will not reduce your own strength, and it can't even seal it. Its only effect is to make even the God of disobedience feel drunk. This It is its purest attribute as a fine wine.”

"Even if you have excellent intuition, you will still fall into the trap. If it was just pure strength, when facing that monkey, I would be sent back to the myth..."

Roland's head began to feel drowsy, and he bit the tip of his tongue to drive away the sleepiness that was forcibly coming up.

Although he no longer needed to sleep physically, the smell of the divine wine forced him into sleep.

"Aren't you going to sleep yet? You are so stubborn, even more than that monkey." Susano'o asked curiously.

"Huh? Are you comparing me to the careless Sun Wukong?"

There was a lingering coldness in Roland's voice. He raised his head, and the fighting spirit in his eyes seemed to be angered, which made Susano'o stop smiling.

At least for the brief ten minutes before the divine wine takes effect.

All that's left is to wait for the Demon King to sleep peacefully like a child, then use his sword to cut his corpse into thousands of pieces, and then seal each corpse to prevent the resurrection power from messing up.

The method was a bit clumsy, but Susano-o had no choice but to do it. After all, the enemy is too powerful, and a head-on confrontation is tantamount to seeking death.

He hasn't lived enough yet.

Then, the sleepy Roland put on an immersed smile and made a frightening announcement.

"So, let me let you understand the fundamental difference between me and that monkey, right? He might fall asleep due to this drunkenness. To be honest, as a hedonist, I am about the same."

"However, the only difference between Sun Wukong and me is that I can't sleep peacefully until I finish what I need to do, so before this irritability affects my thinking."

"——Can I trouble you to die quickly?"

——

In the battle after coming to this world of God Killers, Roland overturned for the first time.

I don't know what influenced him, but Roland's fighting style has always had the bad habit of letting the enemy go.

——Let the other party show all of themselves, and then run over them all, and enjoy the fun that the other party brings because the things they cherish are easily destroyed.

This habit has also had a great impact on Roland's fighting style. Once he meets an enemy that suits his taste, such as Welleslana, Mithras, etc., even if he knows that the opponent has the power to threaten him, Roland will Risk the possibility of overturning and enjoy the battle.

Just like testing the limits of time in battle, what Roland wants is not victory, but the fun brought about by the process.

But on the contrary, when he feels disgusted and repulsed by the enemy's methods, this process no longer applies to Roland.

He is not a pure fighting maniac. Compared with the joy of fighting, the tragic death of enemies brings him more pleasure.

Susano'o's current actions clearly fall into this category.

"Oh, Mazda! On the occasion of this tribute, I offer the immortal sun to please you. Please give me a helping hand so that I can defeat the enemy in the struggle!"

"Please grant me a sharp blade that can remove evil, in order to pray for victory and peace!"

In the gloomy world, golden light appeared.

In Roland's left hand, dots of firelights gathered together to form the shape of a Persian sword blade.

The glorious sun is shaped by the red crown into a sword pointing to victory.

Then, Roland pointed the sword blade at the rugged man.

"The next blow will end your existence."

"Oh! It seems that you really summoned two heroic spirits? It's really strange. Did the Holy Grail War give you that much hope?"

"Because it doesn't matter. If I want something like power, it will come naturally. Look, didn't you just bring it to my door?"

Susano'o ignored Roland's provocation and stroked his beard to carefully examine the blade in Roland's hand.

He had also read the information on the Holy Grail War. Although he had heard about Roland's summons, from his own perspective, Susano'o felt that this might just be Roland's cover-up.

After all, the heroic spirit has to seal its own power as an anchor. For other Godslayers who have accumulated a lot, this is not a restriction. But for people like Roland who take the high-quality route, the heroic spirit can exert its full potential. Power, most of the time, will not be reliable.

Especially since the people he killed were all first-class powerful gods, as the organizer, Roland should not let himself get into this kind of predicament.

Therefore, Susano'o has been guarding against the sword of wisdom of the Persian war god.

Only when he saw that the opponent still didn't use the sword at this critical moment did Susano'o understand the truth.

Roland actually sealed two powers in order to give himself one more card in the Holy Grail War.

"Unfortunately, if it was a disobedient person from a long time ago, I might give up and compete again someday. But when people get older, they no longer have the same ambitions as before. In order to avoid future troubles, I still let you be sealed. Get up!"

The bright sword light struck at Roland. After being easily dodged, the momentum did not decrease and it still rushed towards the distance at the end of the sight.

Subsequently, the water accumulated from the heavy rain was poured by Susanoo on the mire of evil in this world. With the help of the characteristics of rootless water, it turned into a water prison and wrapped Roland.

The water poured into the crack and turned into an absolutely spectacular two-curtain waterfall.

As a man in Japanese native mythology who is close to the status of the only god, Susanoo also has the status of "God of the Sea".

Roland did not act rashly, but looked at Susano'o's movements in confusion.

Because the opponent actually jumped away again after the tentative attack.

Susano'o showed a sly smile, waved his hand to Roland and then jumped up.

"But even though you are the Sun of Mithras, you are so confident that you make the old man feel uneasy. The old man still decided to wait until you fall asleep before coming to trouble you. See you later, young Rakshasa King!"

Roland was stunned.

That water prison did not trap him, but was responsible for covering Susano'o's own escape!

From the time he came into contact with this world until now, no disobedient god would run away so shamelessly and decisively when confronting him!

"I said you would die today, you must die! The world! Stop the time!"

Roland summoned the world without hesitation, letting him hold Yuse's gears and freezing Susano'o's figure in mid-air.

No one he wanted to kill ever escaped from his hands!

"Destruction strikes here!"

Roland unceremoniously borrowed Little Sun's lines while waving his long sword, a scorching light flashed through, and the murderous intent that seemed to be able to shatter the infinite and freeze the world came out.

But Susano'o couldn't see this scene at all, and could only let the sword penetrate his body, and then, the bursting flames also stagnated in the still world.

Although Roland does not have Karna's Noble Phantasm, Roland has captured some of the essence of the destructive stabbing move in terms of grace and power, and will never be inferior to that great hero.

"Three, two, one... time begins to flow."

Immediately, all vitality of this god was wiped out by this sword that penetrated the underworld.

Susano'o's figure was submerged in the exploding sun. He could no longer hold his ten-fist sword in his hand, and turned into flying ashes under the gaze of Roland's deep eyes.

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