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Vol 2 Chapter 41: Juggernaut Divano!

Divano stood upright with both hands holding the sacred sword.

This "Holy Sword" has a black sheath and a wood-like leather material. The hilt is silver-grey, and the sword grid is bright silver, just like the wings of a bat half folded.

Anyone can see the extraordinaryness of this long sword with just one glance.

just……

Is this 'Holy Sword' too modern?

Thought Jason.

In his understanding, the "Holy Sword" should be passed down from ancient times, either because of the extraordinary of the user, or because of the extraordinary of the forgeer, and thus have an extraordinary power.

But the sacred sword in front of me has no time to deposit, but inexplicably gives Jason a feeling of modern crafts.

However, the taste of ‘food’ will not be deceiving.

He smelled ‘food’ on it.

A long sword has such a breath, it is enough to prove the excellent (delicious) of this long sword.

call!

Flames wrapped around Jason's fists, and the scorching waves blew around, making people breathless.

Divano slowly put down the holy sword held high and lay it flat in front of his eyes. His eyes focused on the holy sword in his hand. It seemed that only the holy sword in his hand and the world 'Like.

Then he also disappeared.

Only ... "Holy Sword"!

Suddenly, that ‘Holy Sword’ was shining brightly in Divano ’s ‘vision’.

Just like the sun!

It's more like the light from those fists in the depths of his memory!

Going forward!

Invincible!

Under the brilliance, Divano had just been blasted by Charles Burning, and healed at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and consumed most of his physical energy, which was quickly filled up.

"I holding the" Holy Sword "can remove all negative states, even death!"

"And when I pull out the" Holy Sword ", I can cut the whole city with one sword!"

Divano said this, holding the scabbard in his left hand and stroking the hilt gently in his right hand.

Then, hold it.

Buzz!

A sword spirit rose to the sky.

The nearest Jason could clearly feel a sharp breath, as if he wanted to split himself.

This is not an illusion!

A small sword mark appeared on the ground.

The ceiling above the head was also stabbed by dozens or hundreds of long swords.

The ordinary people near Angjong, "Jj Fighting Pavilion", just feel the whole body tremble, and the subconscious will escape from here.

But those who have been trained for a long time, but it is disturbing.

They knew very well what this sharp breath represented, especially the forces and individuals who had received the news of the ‘Temple’ and had sent people. It was already shivering at this time.

'Jiansheng' Divano!

"It turned out to be him!"

In the office, Aide Demon, who was drafting the report of "Shawn's Death", stood up and directly issued the highest-level security order for the "Shelter" in Aung Shing.

Attmund knows exactly what the 'Juggernaut' Divano represents.

A hundred battles!

The reason why in the new century, the 'Temple' can also be scorned by all forces. Apart from the 'Faceless' legion, the 'Jiansheng' Divano is another important reason.

Faced with the "encirclement and suppression" of the coalition forces of various organizations in the new century, the "Jiansheng" Divano is one person, one sword, and the enemy thousand troops!

The name of the opponent's "Jiansheng" was actually killed.

"Help me transfer the headquarters to the 'Supreme Council'!"

Attmund picked up the emergency communication connector and began to seek help from the headquarters of the 'Shelter'.

At the same time, he hoped that Jason could last longer.

"Master Jason, since you are immortal, please support for 15 minutes!"

"As long as 15 minutes, our reinforcements will definitely arrive!"

Aide Demon thought to himself.

However, at the next moment, Ed Demon's heart fell directly to the bottom.

"Hey."

"Yes, Ed Demon?"

"long time no see."

The familiar voice in his ears made Eide Demon's face gloomy.

...

"Damn!"

Esther, who was in the temporary hidden base, jumped from the paralyzed appearance when he felt the sharp sword. He looked ugly towards the 'jj fight hall'.

Esther knew what this meant.

Because, whether he joined the "Holy Snake Club" or when he entered the "Shelter", he clearly learned the relevant materials-

Encounter ‘Jiansheng’ Divano can give up the mission.

Esther really didn't expect to meet the 'Juggernaut' Divano now.

According to Esther's ideas, Divano would never appear in Ang City at all, because when they 'connected all the external forces in Ang City together, they could already compromise the' Temple '.

At that time, it was impossible for the ‘Temple’ to send out the ‘Jiansheng’ Divano.

But I never imagined that the ‘Temple’ even sent the ‘Jiansheng’ Divano directly.

What is the difference between playing a card and throwing a three, and throwing the king to the opposite side?

Can you still play?

Or should I simply run with Senior Edmund?

He must have a safe way to leave.

Esther thought subconsciously, but then shook his head.

No!

Not just us, but Kratos and Logan ... damn, so many people, how to run?

Esther couldn't help pulling her hair.

Then, when he recovered, he realized that Alas beside him was long gone.

"Don't ..."

"No way?"

Esther turned his head to look at the ‘jj fighting hall’ with his sword in the air, his face changing back and forth.

Eventually, as soon as he gritted his teeth, he ran out of the door.

...

Kuya brewed a cup of coffee and another cup of milk tea.

She was holding coffee and placed the milk tea on the opposite side, with an infatuated smile on her face, as if sitting on the opposite side was the ‘claw 13’ who agreed to her invitation.

As for Jason did not speak at the time?

She assumed Jason's acquiescence.

"What do you like?"

"Do you have a dream?"

"What do you like to eat?"

Kuya was holding coffee, as if practicing.

Seacott and Lexius stood far away and watched this scene.

"Will she be stupid?"

Lexius pointed his temple with his right index finger and asked at Sicott.

"Love is always obsessing."

"You like paper people, you won't understand."

Sicott said with a chuckle.

"You know! You know! Until now, you can only rely on the club to appreciate love, all understand!"

Lexius seemed to be a cat with a stomped tail, shouting at Sicott.

"I'm focused, it's from the end!"

The gray-haired Sicott emphasized.

"Yes, spend money."

"I spend money, so do I."

Lexius sneered.

"It's as if you don't spend money for your paper man wife."

Seacott retorted.

Suddenly, Lexius burst again.

"You are insulting my faith!"

Lexius roared, so he would punch Sicott with his sleeves.

And just as Lexius raised his arm, a sharp sword came.

The two people who were arguing at the last moment looked at each other with dignity.

"Is that guy?"

Asked Lexius.

"Well, it must be."

Seacott answered yes.

In Kuya, who practiced in the distance, the coffee cup in his hand was unstable and fell directly.

Snapped!

The coffee juice was splashing, and Kuya stood up and rushed out.

But he was stopped by Harrow.

"The base enters first-level alert, and no one can leave."

As the director of Aung Shing of the "Sacred Snake Club", Harrow said with a serious tone.

"Yes."

Sicott and Lexius answered immediately.

Kuya hesitated.

It ’s impossible for ‘Night Owl Court’ to put everything on ‘Claw 13’, right?

Should send someone else!

"Claw 13" will be fine.

Thinking this way, Kuya's footsteps moved toward the door little by little.

Obviously, one thing is in my mind, and another thing in action.

Snapped!

Harrow split a knife on Kuya's neck,

Haro sighed slightly as he looked at the fainted Kuya.

"'Jiansheng' Divano ..."

"That's not a battle we can participate in!"

As Harrow said, he placed Kuya on a chair next to him, and then walked to the window. He looked at the place where the sword was in the sky, and the palm joints of his cane were pale.

At this moment, he hopes that the ‘night owl court’ will be true.

Because, only in this way, can the ‘Jiansheng’ kill the Ang City!

When the ‘Temple’ sent the ‘Jiansheng’, Harrow guessed the ‘Temple’ ’s attitude towards Ang City.

"Must win!"

Harrow prayed.

...

Just like the actual sword, Jason felt a tingling all over his body.

His cloak had long been torn, and cracks appeared on his mask.

But his eyes were fixed on the opposite Divano.

The flames in your hands are getting stronger and stronger.

then--

Swish, swish!

Jason made a tossing motion with both hands, and the fireballs suddenly came out.

Boom boom!

The continuous explosion appeared on Diwano's body.

The fire was blazing and the explosion roared.

The last moment Divano was crushed, but the next moment was as good as ever.

He was holding the scabbard in his left hand and the hilt in his right hand. He didn't say a word, and his right hand exerted a little force, and the 'Holy Sword' began to separate from the scabbard little by little.

At this time, Jason finally saw the true face of ‘Holy Sword’.

The sword is a one-handed sword with one edge.

The blade is not cold.

On the contrary, it is a gray feeling, just like this sacred sword is made of inferior steel, its blade is not sharp, and it is impossible to fight at all.

But at the moment, Diwano, holding the sword, was swift and stern, with a terrifying momentum, especially the firmness in his face and confidence in his eyes.

I will win!

Divano gave Jason this feeling.

And Jason?

Without saying a word, more fireballs were thrown out.

He himself is immortal.

Therefore, he did not believe in the so-called undead.

The immortality shown is simply that no weakness has been found, or ... no quantitative change has reached qualitative change.

Divano let the fireball burst.

In the breath, everything is restored as before.

"You are the first person in ten years to let me pull out the" Holy Sword "."

"I had hoped to use it ... Since you were the first person to let me pull out the" Holy Sword ", then you can say your name."

"This is your honor."

Divano said lightly.

Jason continued to attack without saying a word.

Looking at this look of Jason, Divano couldn't help but shook his head.

"You gave up the glory you deserve!"

Divano said with a sword.

It was a very straight shot.

However, this straight stab is very fast!

It was almost six times that Jason's perception of almost ordinary people did not keep up with each other's speed, and was pierced into the chest with a sword.

The tip of the sword emerged from the back, and the blood ticked down.

Jason couldn't feel the pain at all, his head tilted back slightly, and then he knocked forward.

boom!

With a muffled noise, Divano clutched his nose and pulled back with his sword.

Then, Jason punched.

The flaming fist fell like raindrops.

Breathe!

An instinctive adjustment of Jason's body directly opened the "Daylight Hunting".

He traded for 100% accelerated consumption in exchange for the agility +1 blessing at the moment.

He could not help shouting the heroic voice in his mouth.

"Oula Oula Oula Oula!"

The flaming fist, bringing up layers of phantoms, completely surrounded Divano.

Such a fist is nothing to Divano.

Even if it is burning flames.

However, when Jason's fist began to swing and brought up layers of phantoms, and when the heroic voice began to sound, Divano was in a trance.

In his sword-only world, he appeared again.

That little giant figure ... also appeared.

The opponent's fist fell directly.

The dazzling light shone again.

The mushroom cloud took off again.

Can my sword match?

Divano hesitated.

He hesitated.

It was only a moment of hesitation, and only a moment of hesitation. In front of him, the figure of Jason, who was supposed to be, immediately merged with the figure of the little giant.

At this moment, it seems to be back thirty years ago.

Back, when he dared not pull out his sword.

sword?

Yes, I have ‘Holy Sword’!

‘Holy Sword’ can help me!

Divano seemed to grab the life-saving straw, blocking the holy sword in front of Jason's fist.

Jason didn't shy away.

He was keenly aware of Divano's horror.

Although Jason did n’t know what happened to this change, he knew that it was an opportunity.

"Oula Oula Oula Oula!"

The voice in the mouth became louder, and the bold and refreshing blow became denser.

No matter who is in front of you.