Boom! Boom! Boom!...
The two Peak Knights were still unaware of the new changes on the ship.
One wanted to return for reinforcent, the other to stop him, almost engaged in a close combat, sotis plunging below the water, at other tis fighting on the surface.
Reynolds Ban attributed all the roots of this war’s defeat to Aiven who was blocking him; if it weren’t for this guy, he alone could kill all the officers and soldiers on that Level 4 Battleship.
Continuing the undefeated myth of the Hilus Marine Corps!
What "Fish Monster" warrior, what "sniper," what Official Knight officer, they’re all just a matter of a single sword strike.
So.
Even though the severe injuries suffered in Aiven’s "Blood Backflow" showed no signs of improvent in the short term, Reynolds Ban beca more and more ferocious in the fight.
He even changed his agile Knight routine, opting to go head-to-head with Aiven, who tried hard to stop him, knowing that if he could break past him, he could solve all the troubleso guys on the ship in ten seconds.
The two were now relentless against each other.
The Swift Sword lost its forr elegance, as they clashed with audacious vigor like axes.
Clang! Clang! Clang!...
The clashing of tal echoed with a coarse, vulgar clang like iron forging.
Even the fierce, robust vigor of their Knights’ brutalized bodies was fully unleashed, and the tiny scars appearing on their bodies were of no concern.
All they knew was to focus fully, always ready to seize the opportunity to stab each other fiercely!
Ti passed as swordfight grew ever more intense.
Suddenly.
"Huh? What’s going on?"
Reynolds Ban realized warm blood was trickling from his ears and nose, and his head was slightly dizzy.
The bullet mark on his cheek had yet to stop bleeding, and there was even so numbness.
He quickly realized the bastard with no Knight’s Spirit had poisoned the lead bullets?! And with a strong poison!
However, Reynolds Ban had truly wronged Aiven.
Because Aiven had actually poisoned both the lead bullets... and the sword blade.
With the Magic Pocket, it was entirely possible to use various cunning manipulations unnoticed by the opponent.
As soon as he discovered that his opponent was a Half-step Sword Master and stronger than himself, Aiven had already tampered with the weapon.
On a life-and-death battlefield, Aiven, who was never a pure Knight, had no psychological burden doing this kind of thing.
Knight’s Spirit?
Not going all out to achieve victory for one’s ideals was the greatest irresponsibility to oneself and all subordinates.
Aiven had many potions.
Common poisons are generally divided into biological toxins and chemical toxins, each with its pros and cons and different acquisition difficulties.
This ti, he used a venom extracted from an Extraordinary Demonized Creature, the "Belcher’s Sea Serpent," as the main ingredient, along with various auxiliary materials processed into a composite toxin.
Not only could it withstand the high temperature of gunpowder explosions, but it also combined the various advantages of blood circulation toxins and cellular toxins.
Especially as the main material source, the "Belcher’s Sea Serpent," one of the most venomous snakes in the Natural World, a bite releasing venom capable of killing 500,000 mice!
If it were this dose, let alone only nearing a Non-human Peak Knight, even a real Sea Monster would have to kneel.
Main symptoms include:
Body temperature rise, accelerated heartbeat, breathing difficulty, nasal bleeding, convulsions;
Muscle weakness, soreness, drooping eyelids, while the heart and kidneys also suffer severe damage.
Of course, the poison on the bullets and sword blade was in a tiny amount, and the quantity entering the blood through scraped skin was even less. Coupled with the powerful anti-toxicity of an Official Knight, it was unlikely to directly poison him to death.
As long as he leaves the combat, allowing his blood not to flow so fast, these symptoms might slowly fade over ti.
But Reynolds Ban himself didn’t know...
Of course, even if he did, Aiven wouldn’t give him the chance.
In the fierce battle, as body temperature rose, blood flow further accelerated and the poison continued to spread, not only causing bleeding from his ears and nose, but he also felt an acute sensation of being overwheld and powerless in his heart and kidneys.
Gradually, it even reached the point where he could barely hold his sword.
Suddenly.
Boom——
The ball of fla rising from the "Stendeburg" made both fiercely fighting n slow their actions and turn their heads to look.
"That is..."
"Burn, burn, burn!"
The next mont, realizing what had happened, the two’s expressions changed, and they moved again.
Only this ti, Aiven wanted to return for rescue, while Reynolds Ban desperately attempted to block him.
"Don’t even think about going back, face your destiny!"
The red hue that hadn’t receded from his body now flared up again, boiling blood rapidly flowing through his veins, a crimson-tinged mist rising from his body.
From a distance, it almost seed as if a fla was fiercely burning on his body!
[Extraordinary Secret Technique: Burning Embers!]
Clearly, this was a kind of explosive skill similar to "Secret Technique: Boiling Blood" and "Secret Technique: Mad Bone," but even more overbearing and fierce.
Using one’s bones, blood, flesh, life, and everything as fuel to gain power beyond limits in a short ti.
Accompanying the imnse power was excruciating pain deep into the bones, causing even a tough warrior like Reynolds Ban to have a twisted, grimacing face akin to an Evil Ghost due to the intense pain in his body.
Boom——!
With a step, he was already behind Aiven, his fists wrapped in wind and thunder, slamming violently towards Aiven’s back like the mighty hamr of a God.
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