Chapter 172 Father vs. Son, the sad battle of the Matthew family!
Matthew suddenly woke up from his memories, but he was even more lost than before. He kept mumbling, "It's all my fault. It's all my fault."
Chen Xiaoming looked at the red-haired boy sadly. He already understood what the boy had gone through. This conflict between human feelings and law is an eternal contradiction no matter where it is.
Matthew's current appearance not only does not look like a knight leader at all, he is even worse than a beggar on the street. He looks like he has lost everything, and there is no life in his eyes.
Chen Xiaoming wanted to help the red-haired boy, but he was powerless. It's not that he is too weak, it's that he seems to be just a ghost. No one can see him and he can't do anything.
But he could see that Matthew's soul was very weak. More and more soul elves no longer condensed, but were floating away. The red elves seemed to be the same as his consciousness. He didn't know what to do or what to do. .
Until, a devilish voice sounded in the red-haired boy's ears again.
"Magic puppet, catch him." The cold and rich voice revealed supreme dignity, indicating the status of the voice owner.
The red-haired boy raised his head suddenly, and allowed several magic puppets to hold him down. His eyes sadly passed over the body of the girl in white Zhen Ling, and then stared at the owner of the voice, "Why is Horad Butan why?" !!!¡±
He, for the first time, called his father by his first name.
"You don't need to know." The man replied coldly, without any emotion at all.
"Why, didn't you swear an oath! Didn't you swear an oath to the Star God? Didn't you swear an oath to the future honor of the Butan family?! Why."
"I am ready to bear the price. It is my duty to defend the laws of the empire. Even if I abandon the honor of my family, even if I sacrifice my own life, nothing will change.
Magic puppet, kill him. "After the man finished speaking, he turned his head, his body firm and without any hesitation.
"No! I won't die!!"
The red-haired boy suddenly gained strength from nowhere, and his strong left arm was as strong as steel. He effortlessly held the long knives chopped down by the five magic puppets, and then grabbed it with his right hand in the air. A magic circle appeared out of thin air, "Fire Bound."
????????????????????:??????????????????????????????????: Unarmed magic is something that only the geniuses among the real geniuses can do.
"Those who can do this, without exception in history, whether good or evil, are all famous superstars recorded in history.
Although the red-haired boy is a genius, he is still unable to do this when he is young.
But at this moment, grief, anger, pain, helplessness, confusion, self-blame, and countless negative emotions infected him and detonated the magic power in his body. This made him use unarmed magic involuntarily.
At this moment, the red-haired boy Matthew Butan will be destined to write a heavy mark in the history books.
"I will not die. I will be in ecstasy!"
Flames, jumping flames, like a smiling devil, suddenly bloomed into the most beautiful red lotuses.
The speeding train car seems to have turned into a sea of ??flowers, a sea of ??red lotus. This is the most beautiful scenery in the world.
Then, when the beautiful scenery fades away, the constraints of the world have completely dissipated, and I feel ecstasy.
As the name suggests, when the flame disappears, the magic puppet bound by the evil fire seems to have really gone to another world, disappearing completely, leaving no attachment to the worldly things.
No, maybe the flame didn¡¯t fade away at all, but actually burned.
Fire, flame, heat!
A head of red hair, standing upright towards the sky, resisting tenaciously, standing unyielding, like the hardest flame in the flames, blooming with dazzling brilliance.
The boy's whole body was on fire, and his body seemed to be completely submerged in the sea of ??fire. He walked out quietly and faced his father, Horad Butan.
"Humph, sure enough, I knew it wasn't that simple. I really didn't expect that my son would actually join forces with the Revolver Cult and be regarded as a Holy Infant by them?!
I didn¡¯t quite believe it before, but now, I, Horad Butan, will end all this and defend the laws of the empire to the death!
After seeing his son seem to be a completely different person, showing unprecedented strength, Horadbutan was not afraid. The former leader of the Knights, the 13th level Holy Magister, and the strongest man in the empire, he was indeed Have the capital of pride and confidence.
No one can defeat him, even if he has not been on the battlefield for a long time, no one dares to underestimate him.
What¡¯s more, the opponent is his own son, and his skills are all treasures cultivated by himself.Son? !
"Judgement of Light and Temple of Light" This is the realm that Horad Butan suddenly realized after entering the Holy Magister, his own sacred world.
In an instant, Chen Xiaoming suddenly discovered that this narrow carriage turned into a paradise.
This may not be the so-called heaven on earth, but it is definitely a sacred world.
¡°Light is its attribute.
?Beauty is its appearance.
And the little girls with light blue wings are its elements.
The beauty of light and harmony, the grandeur of peace and tranquility, and the perfect world force everyone to indulge in it and cannot bear to destroy or desecrate it.
If there were not that black-red flame, if there were not that wild boy.
"Hey." The red-haired boy grabbed it from the air, and a 3-meter long red knife appeared in his hand. Such a weapon that should not be held by humans at all, but now in his hands, seemed unusually harmonious.
People are demons, and swords are also demons.
Matthew moved. Facing the cute and beautiful blue-feathered angels rushing towards him, the boy turned into a violent red light, dodged a few times, and jumped
By the time Chen Xiaoming caught up, Matthew was already fighting with his father.
¡°Ding, ding, their weapons kept intersecting. Matthew Butin's long sword, and Horad Butin's knight's lance.
Bang bang bang, unlike Hollard who held the gun with both hands, Matthew only used one hand, but suppressed Hollard without even daring to stop for a breath.
Matthew¡¯s other hand kept transforming into explosive fireballs one after another, popping out of his hand and knocking down the blue-feathered angels that were jumping in the air.
Chen Xiaoming couldn't keep up with the movements of the two men. He could only see that in just a moment, the ground was covered with the corpses of Lan Yu Angel.
This heaven-like Temple of Light has also turned into a Shura Hell composed of blue-feathered angels.
Worthy of being the most powerful magic knight in the empire, the Holy Magister did not panic even if he was suppressed like this. During the nonstop battle, he still calmly guided the remaining blue-feathered angels to surround Matthew. Then they pounce together and strive for a fatal blow.
Even if Matthew is now facing such a powerful attack, he cannot take it lightly. However, the father still underestimates his son, maybe because he is a son.
"Gloomy Nirvana Slash!" Matthew stretched out his left arm, and a magic circle appeared out of thin air, blocking his father's shot. The sword in his right hand was swung in an arc. The arm seemed to have transcended the constraints of the joints and spun around the body in a strange circle. At the same time, of course, the 3-meter-long Shura Sword also spun around.
Bang bang bang~~~~Countless banging sounds finally merged into one.