This is my place!
Pfft——!
Matou Shinji walked from the steps to the hall, stepping on his shoes on a piece of minced meat, and the minced meat squeezed the blood stains below, making a strange sound.
He didn't look at the hall like a slaughterhouse in the slightest, and he didn't even glance at his feet, and walked towards Rucott as usual.
Matou Shinji, who was not yet eight years old, was less than 1.3 meters tall, and the magic sword in his hand was only 70 centimeters long. From his appearance, he did not have any deterrent power.
But the Death Apostle Rucott is different. He is not only a Death Apostle, but also a magician with no low magic skills. He can clearly feel that the long sword is full of magic power.
Magic dress! And it is a more advanced magic dress! Rucott, with his cognition, understood it this way.
It can only be said that he guessed part of it correctly!
The weapon in Matou Shinji's hand is a demon, and the familiar he turned into a weapon is a manifestation of his own emotions from the origin. It was originally a part of him, and it is very different from ordinary magic dresses. .
In essence, the magic sword and gloves are quite similar to the Noble Phantasms of Heroic Spirits, and they are an inseparable part of the master. It can even be said that part of Shinji's soul has been transformed into these three familiars.
At this time, Rucott stopped talking, and with the sound of the floor cracking, the whole person rushed towards Matou Shinji like a sharp arrow.
As expected of a dead apostle! I am afraid that only they can do such a rude way of using the body! Matou Shinji thought to himself, and at the same time, his left hand, which was not holding the sword, suddenly waved.
Zi-!
Whoosh! ! !
Numerous breaking sounds suddenly sounded in the air, as if countless sharp weapons were waving, and Rucott's figure stagnated abruptly, retreating as if ignoring inertia.
"hiss--!"
After returning to his original position, Rucott touched his face, and blood flowed down his palm immediately. There were several small wounds intertwined on his pale face, which looked as if he had been strangled by a fishing net.
"I said how a child dared to stand up and rely on this kind of thing, it's interesting! If I were a little duller, I'm afraid I would be a pile of minced meat on the ground now!"
He threw the blood to the ground with a flick of his hand, Rucott said in a cold voice, and then the wound on his face healed quickly. In just a few seconds, there was no trace of healing, and the skin was exactly the same as before the injury.
Tick tock!
In the place where Rucott did not advance and retreated just now, a drop of red blood fell from the air, and several transparent silk threads were exposed by the blood stained on them.
The blood drop from the silk thread did not drip on the ground, but hit a transparent silk thread below. Although the hall was empty, who knew how many transparent threads were hidden in it.
Matou Shinji raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't expect this dead disciple's intuition and reaction to be so sharp and quick, and as a dead disciple, he was so cautious. It would have been better if he had just hit him directly, those transparent spider silks would have directly hit him. Cut into mince... tsk! What a pity!
laugh!
A wicked smile appeared at the corner of Rucott's mouth, and his left hand suddenly swiped his right arm fiercely, blood spurting frantically from it, and then condensed into a football-like blood mass that floated in front of him against gravity.
Then, with a flick of his finger in the void, the blood spheres shot out suddenly, and slammed into the big net made up of countless silk threads.
boom!
Scarlet rays of light shone in the hall, and a red blood flower bloomed in the hall. This blood cell suddenly burst open, and the power was so great that it directly blew the countless threads in the hall!
And the explosion produced a faint blood mist, which dyed all the remaining transparent silk threads with a layer of light red, so that they could no longer be hidden.
But before the blood mist had completely dissipated, a figure rushed out of it and came straight towards Matou Shinji. The speed was extremely fast, and it was in front of Matou Shinji in the blink of an eye.
At this time, Rucott's face was already full of joy, he had already cracked the insidious transparent thread, and he had come to Matou Shinji's side! Then this guy's life and death will be controlled by himself...
Matou Shinji, who was holding the magic sword, looked at the rushing dead disciple, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he clenched the knight's long sword in both hands.
puff!
A lavender sword light flashed across. Although it was only a 70-centimeter "long sword", it cut through Rucott's elbow with great precision, and amputated his limb neatly.
very sorry! Matou Shinji is not a weak magician, and even said that his body is a little too good.
In the blink of an eye, Matou Shinji swung a sword, but the offensive had only just begun. With a twist of his wrist, the tip of the sword turned and stabbed towards Rucott's heart, like a violent snake.
While Rucott was shocked, he hadn't lived on a dog for hundreds of years, and all such mediocrity had been burned with holy water by the Church of the Holy Church.
Quickly estimating the length of Shen's second-hand medium and short sword and his own arm, Rucott gritted his teeth in an instant, regardless of Matou Shinji's "long sword", his left hand changed from scratching to stabbing, and suddenly stabbed at Matou Shinji's throat, now it's not about torturing the Holy Grail War Data is such a thing!
It's a matter of survival!
"Oh! This is my magic workshop, why do you work so hard with me!"
A contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of Matou Shinji's mouth, and countless magic circles suddenly appeared in the hall, the surrounding space suddenly blurred, and the entire Matou mansion instantly turned into another world at this moment.
Space alienation! !
Rucott's heart sank suddenly, this is to cut off his own back path directly, is this guy really so sure to keep him?
As soon as the space was blurred, the environment around the two of them resurfaced. This is a lifeless forest, with dry branches swaying gently in the breeze, and the bare black land has no plants except dead trees. Countless black cobwebs are woven on the huge dead trees, like a forest rich in cobwebs.
The spider web forest here is lifeless and dead, and only two creatures, Matou Shinji and Rucott, appear here.
choke--!
The knight's long sword turned again, colliding with Rucott's sharp fingernails, and after wiping bright sparks, it slammed Rucott's sharp claws away.
Then the lavender sword light bloomed like a flower, covering Rucott's limbs, and this time Matou Shinji was holding the sword in one hand, the other hand was wearing a dark glove, and his fingers were swaying quickly and dexterously.
Countless black spider silks roamed the jungle like snakes, attacking Rukot from all directions. Each spider silk was full of magic power, and each spider silk was under the control of Matou Shinji's gloves. Quickly attacked Rucott.
Naturally, Rucott felt this, and his face suddenly showed despair. This alienated space actually hides these killer moves! You shouldn't be here, it's a big no-no to rush into a magician's magic workshop!
Why does this kid have complete control over the Matou family's magic workshop! If I had known this earlier, I would not have come here!
Then he looked at Matou Shinji with wicked eyes, if he wanted to die! Then I will drag you to death!
A burst of blood suddenly spurted out from the fracture of his right arm, like a crystal-red beam, coming towards Matou Shinji's chest.