Chapter 2944: Saint of the Moon VS Pure White Knight

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Of course, this is all a thing for another day. To reach this level, you not only need to pass four tests, Artoria herself must also make corresponding efforts, and coupled with the powerful buff of the King of Knights, the conditions are not undemanding.

Let's start with her. Now, her surrounding attributes are close to 300. If she adds passive skills, the attribute abilities she emits are steadily over 300. This is already a very scary value. In addition to agility, Saint Moon Xian Wolf also has energy. They may not be able to defeat my king, let alone strength and stamina. It is still the feedback from my king. How can a freeloader surpass the master himself?

This ability to develop in a balanced manner makes Artoria as stable as Pio in every aspect, with no shortcomings. Perhaps this sentence will have another meaning to others - no shortcomings, that is, no shortcomings. Any outstanding good side, right? This is a significant price that must be paid to make up for the shortcomings in balance.

This general way of thinking is completely inappropriate when applied to Artoria. She has no shortcomings, which in turn means that she is outstanding in all aspects and is excellent, not mediocre. This is the difference between a mortal and a king. , mortals have no shortcomings, but it is difficult to find excellence, but if the king has no shortcomings, they are all excellent, and the difference of a few words is like a chasm.

Faced with such an all-around excellent King of Knights, the Saint Moon Sage Wolf's attacks are really weak in front of her. Although she can rely on her agility to live in peace for the time being, in the long run, if she doesn't change anything, she will be in trouble. Cheng Shi would lose, crushed to pieces by Artoria's majestic figure.

Fortunately, after being promoted from the Demon Moon Wolf Witch to the Holy Moon Sage Wolf, melee attacks have gradually been reduced to a supplementary role. The advantage of the Holy Moon Sage Wolf is no longer its sharp speed and swordsmanship, but the formation of ten thousand arts.

Ten minutes later, the two people, who had exchanged more than ten thousand moves, stopped in unison and distanced themselves from each other with a tacit understanding.

Hey, is it over?

Everyone woke up as if from a dream, and found that their bodies, which were holding their breath in order to watch such a wonderful ∏∏∏∏, m.$.co$m game, were almost suffocated to death, and gasping sounds could be heard one after another.

How long has it been? What, only ten minutes? Only ten minutes have passed? I thought I had already played for at least half an hour, or even an hour. This game was so intense. A game that would take others half an hour or an hour was compressed into ten minutes. It was so exciting. surface.

Is this the end?

Most of the spectators had no way of seeing the move, so they naturally had no way of knowing the result. When they saw the two men suddenly stopping at the same time, they thought the game was over, with huge disappointment on their faces.

What is the result? Look at both sides. Her Majesty the Elf Queen's clothes and armor are intact and spotless, while her opponent's cloaked woman has entered. The black cloak on her body has been cut into pieces like a beggar's cloth. Only the hood is still intact, which is in front of her. You can also hang it on your body.

From inside the strip of cloth, you can vaguely see a touch of delicate moonlight fabric, which makes people even more daydream about the true face of the woman in the cloak, whether she is as beautiful as her voice that is as quiet and bright as the moonlight.

At this time, from the mouth of the Elf Queen came a word that could make a strong person in the same realm vomit blood, and a strong person in a higher realm, Alexander.

"Warm-up, it's time to end."

warm up? The fierce battle just now was just a warm-up? ! If the other party is not a powerful elf queen, others will definitely think that she is talking nonsense.

"Aren't you considering ending the battle while still warming up?" The cloaked woman seemed to hesitate, subconsciously reaching out and tugging at the cloaked beggar's outfit.

"In that case, you don't have any chance of winning."

I came on stage just to continue the fight and make you happy. It doesn't matter whether you win or not.

Shengyue Xianlang muttered in his heart, but immediately corrected his attitude. If he gave up now, it would be better not to play in the first place.

Now that I am standing here, let my king’s smile shine brighter. To be honest, if there were not too many spectators, I would be able to put aside hesitation and embarrassment and enjoy this battle to the fullest. However, it is precisely because of the audience. Only with a huge number and numerous eyewitnesses can we consider it to be a continuation of the original battle.

The battle at that grand wedding ceremony.

Time intersects, and from time to time, the spirit flickers, and a certain familiar feeling makes me feel as if I have returned to the wedding ten years ago. I think what Artoria enjoys the most at this time must be this feeling. If it is just based on pure Meeting friends can be done in private at any time, there is no need to do it in public.

"Yes, then, let's start getting serious. I won't be merciful."

"That's what I think too. You're welcome. Just come here." In combat mode, my king is full of heroism, and his smile is filled with the confidence and pride of a king.

"Then..." He grabbed the broken cloak and hesitated for the last time. The next moment, he pulled it with his big hand, and the cloak flew into the air, and was instantly blown high into the sky by the biting wind of the hell world.

I had expected this to happen, so I wore a cloak that was bought instead of one that the girls had sewn for themselves. It would not be a pity to throw it away. I am really a clever savior.

As the cloak left her body, a head of straight black hair fell down, hanging between her thin waist, and the silky luster emitted made black pearls eclipse it.

The white sacrificial robe with a unique style, full of moonlight and full of solemn majesty exudes a noble atmosphere and cannot be blasphemed. It forms a strong contrast with the black hair hanging behind him.

His eyes finally fell on that white face, and he instantly became trance-like.

The gloomy and disorderly world of hell, the sky always covered with dark clouds, seemed to be pushed away by a big hand in an instant, and a bright moon broke out of the sky. It was a bright white moon that no one had ever seen before, with an extremely holy aura. The moonlight is pouring down, and this is the only color between heaven and earth.

All the words and feelings were condensed into one thought that no need to doubt at this moment.

Goddess, this is the goddess of the moon!

Among them, some of the Demon King's army turned pale and exclaimed.

Isn't this woman the same lady who came to the rescue from time to time during the battle to capture Hell Mountain and was admired by everyone as the angel in white robes and the saint under the moon? There was no trace of her after that, so she gradually became a legend, and was even regarded as a made-up character by those who had never met her.

Now, is it okay to slap someone in the face?

The name Holy Girl under the Moon was passed down through the mouths of the Demon King's army, and soon there was a feeling that it was an official decision. It was tailor-made and perfect.

As for why the name White-robed Angel is not equally popular, it is very simple. The name White-robed Angel comes from the angel tribe. As a member of the Dark Continent, naturally I don’t want this mysterious woman who is like a goddess. She is an angel, even though there are always signs, especially the holy temperament exuding from her body, which is very close to this method.

"Uh..." Listening to the uproar under the ring, Shengyue Xianlang covered his chest in pain. He had already suffered 10,000 critical hits before the battle even started.

When it covered Shengyue Xianlang's towering chest, there was no doubt that he was hurt a second time, and the bright red "-10000" words appeared on his forehead again.

That's why I don't want to appear. Fortunately, with this appearance, except for the girls who are most familiar with me, no one else will associate the Holy Moon Wolf with my true identity.

But, but...

Someone else discovered the New World.

The beauty of the Saint under the moon seems familiar.

Let me think back, isn't it the same loli dragon that appeared in the world junior competition group? Apart from being taller, he looks exactly like the model.

Could it be that... no, it must be that, the mother that the giant dragon talks about must be the saint under the moon in front of him.

Another character who appeared in that battle came to mind one after another, Cirno, who called herself the Ice Fairy, also called her mother. It is no wonder that such a holy and elegant woman would be loved and competed by such a superior being.

So here comes the question.

Is the race of the Saint under the Moon a dragon clan, an ice fairy clan, or... a werewolf clan?

Seeing the cute and pointy wolf ears of Shengyue Xianlang and the beautiful wolf Yiba, which is more fluffy and shiny than the tail of a fox, everyone has a big question mark in their minds.

There are too many questions. Did I guess wrong from the beginning? Wait, no, at least the mother’s identity was correct.

Because the Dragon Crystal and the Ice Fairy Cirno, who had been causing trouble in the world junior competition group, rushed out from nowhere and crowded to the edge of the ring, waving flags and drums and shouting in the distance.

"Mom is the strongest."

"Mom will win."

"That's Crystal's mother, Ni Zoukai!"

"That's Ciruno's mother, Ni Cai Zou Kai!"

So the idiot daughter group, who originally planned to cheer for their mother, started fighting among themselves again. In the end, another player in the world junior group, Princess Tamoya of the Ursine tribe, showed up and took her away.

Everyone silently wiped away the cold sweat.

The high and holy Saint Yuexia... doesn't seem to be easy either.

Wait, are we overlooking something, or are we subconsciously avoiding an important thing that we don't want to admit?

On the ring, Artoria also let out a soft sigh of admiration.

"No matter how many times I see it..." After a pause, a trace of envy flashed across her serious eyes.

"They are all more feminine than me."

"After enduring so much humiliation, if you want to tease me, I will step down immediately."

"I don't mean any harm, it's a compliment from the bottom of my heart."

"That's what makes me more upset."

"For me... then, I have to show the corresponding strength, and I can't live up to your hard work." Artoria put aside the topic as if nothing had happened, her delicate body wrapped in silver-white armor and a long blue skirt. , the brilliant light appeared, wrapped in white light, like a white narcissus, blooming layer by layer, its noble figure was not inferior to the Holy Moon Wolf opposite.

Pure White Knight Form - Artoria has arrived!

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! !

The audience under the ring is already filled with tears. This is the real blooming of flowers, the fight for beauty, the ultimate contest between the Moon Goddess and the Mortal King.

I am lucky enough to witness such a battle in this life. This life has been worth it. Even if I die now, I will have no regrets.

No, wait, I take back the preface. You must watch the game before dying, otherwise you will be very regretful.

The battle between the bright moon and the pure white soul. Before the battle even started, the arena was already bathed in a sea of ​​light, as if two completely different worlds were colliding.

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