This time,

Yi Lin finally managed to fully understand the limitations of his skills, which is gratifying.

But the long reading is not because Yi Lin's whim, nor because Yi Lin missed the past. But when Yi Lin was studying skills and successfully lifting the ban [Disasters], he developed two completely different bans.

First, shorten the chanting time as much as possible and be infinitely close to the "instant" effect.

Second, while retaining the original chanting restrictions, significantly increase the infusion of psychic energy values, turning this small-consuming skill into a medium-consuming skill, and expanding the influence of negative states.

In short, the person who is captured can greatly reduce the resistance of the "will" attribute, and will inevitably encounter more than two negative states and will prolong the duration of the negative state!

Under the influence of the rules of the Holy Grail War, each adapted rank strengthened the "toward magic" and allowed them to have terrible resistance to various magic effects and negative states.

From the beginning of understanding the rules of the Holy Grail, Yi Lin realized that the world seemed to be full of malice towards him.

Therefore, facing the legendary general Zhao Zilong who had great military achievements in his previous life, Yi Lin could only use this method of lifting the ban to make the skills work.

The invisible and colorless power of disaster shot towards Zhao Zilong.

At this point, Zhao Zilong's body has not recovered his balance in order to block Yi Lin's ten-layer super-charged bullets.

This is the best time to attack!

Yi Lin knew that doing this was not kind.

But even Mirien, who is good at melee battles, and Zhao Zilong, was forced to this point. Talking about martial ethics with the other party is a humiliation and not embarrassment.

Yi Lin believed that with the other party's mind, he would not mind such details.

"Hao!"

Zhao Zilong blocked the bullet and collapsed under his feet.

The power of the bullet was removed from him.

At this time,

The mirror-like decorations on Zhao Zilong's chest flashed.

The more dazzling reflection ejected back from the mirror towards Yilin.

"My grass?"

...

"All evils do not invade the heart-protecting bronze mirror"

"Level" B

"Species" to magical instruments

"Effective Range" 1~15

"Maximum Capture"?

...

The invisible power of disaster bounced back towards Yi Lin through the reflection of the heart protection mirror.

Fortunately, Yi Lin reacted quickly.

Without saying a word, he activated another ability.

"Ao Dutch--"

In the void, a stream of light appeared in front of Yi Lin.

Blue squares quickly formed the shape of a nightmare in front of Yilin.

The lone Cybertan gentleman, the night dilemma, came across the border!

Night Dire, it appears!

It hasn't appeared for a long time. Before the body has completely condensed, the exhaust pipe that has condensed to halfway has already blew out.

It knew that it was carrying a heavy responsibility, and in mid-air, Night Direx took the initiative to transform into Cybertron mode.

The steel giant stumbled on the ground, blocking the light reflected from Zhao Zilong's heart protection mirror.

"?"

The next second,

The tall Cyborg motorcycle man happily twisted his waist between Zhao Zilong and Yi Lin.

Zhao Zilong's face was a little stunned. The appearance of Night Spot made him hesitate for a moment.

These successive appearances disrupted Zhao Zilong's rhythm.

It was obviously a one-on-one fight, but suddenly it turned into a group fight, and no one could accept it.

But he was a legendary general after all, a legendary general who had been through many battles. After a brief loss of consciousness, he picked up the Yajiao gun and stabbed the headlights on the flickering front lights in the chest of Night Direk.

The headlights shattered, and the night dire screamed, but the damage was not serious.

The skill effect of [Disasters] was bounced back and fell on the poor night dilemma.

Zhao Zilong stabbed Ye Tian on the body one after another, swung Ye Tian on the head, exerting his equal sports spirit on the battlefield, and showed his merciless move.

Nightmare's armor plate has been strengthened by level, not covered. The gun that Zhao Zilong hurriedly pierced left pits on Nightmare's armor plate, but he still couldn't move Nightmare's muscles and bones.

With Zhao Zilong's strength, he had long been able to stab someone to death without a gun. But Ye Dao was too hard.

Zhao Zilong frowned and found the opponent in front of him, and he slightly knocked his teeth.

First there was charm, then there was dizziness, and then there was a blindness.

After a series of negative situations, Ye Tian was shot by Zhao Zilong, one by one, and it was bumpy.

Zhao Zilong stopped.

"interesting."

Zhao Zilong stood in front of him with a spear slanted, and no longer shot out the gun.

Because he discovered that Yi Lin and Mirien, who were hiding behind the Iron Armored Man, disappeared there at some time.

After a while, a light flashed and the night dire also disappeared.

Zhao Zilong looked at the city looming in the distance, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

At this moment, Sethia issued an order to Zhao Zilong through the spell.

"retreat?"

Zhao Zilong frowned and fell into deep thought.

...

This battle is over for now.

For the time being.

After counting the number of people, there were only less than a thousand Uruk soldiers who came back alive from the battlefield.

To be precise, it is six hundred and twenty-three people.

This is a tragic battle.

Among the six heroes who set out on the war, only Yilin and Milien were left.

On the battlefield, there were too many dead. The remaining people were no longer able to collect the bodies for them.

When Yilin returned to Uruk City, she was shocked by the scene in front of her.

A big hole was broken in the city wall.

Starting from the city wall, a gully ten meters wide extends to the front of the temple.

The people in Uruk, the elderly, young, women and children, died and injured a total of thousands of people under this wave of attacks.

The entire Uruk city was shrouded in silent despair.

Under this wave of offensive, the surviving Uruk people seemed to have lost the ability to cry.

Everybody's face was filled with a confused and numb feeling.

Among the surviving soldiers, some of them were incomplete, covered with blood, and lost their combat effectiveness.

Even Mirien, who has always been energetic, had a rare look of sadness on her face when she witnessed the tragic scene in Uruk City.

Sidulli found Yi Lin with an ugly face and the confused Milien in front of the city gate.

"My king has an order, please rest well to welcome the coming hard battle."

Siduli bowed and said with a tulle face. Her tone was incredibly calm, as if everything in front of her could not cause any fluctuations in her heart.

"Where are others?"

"My king has an order, please-"

Sidulli intends to repeat what she said just now.

But Yilin interrupted Sidulli's words roughly: "I ask, where are the Gilgame people?"
To be continued...