The knight king of the otherworldly moon

Besides, she didn't want to owe Lucifer a favor.

"Very good! By the way, it's the last memorial, what's your name?"

"I don't have a name."

"No name! I'll give you one."

Hearing this, Lucifer said very naturally.

This...beautiful under the moon seems to be the same...a period of time that has never left a name in history, and may even have been imprisoned here shortly after birth.

Maybe it's an intention to use her as a backup seance material, maybe something else.

But there is no doubt that her heart defenses are much easier to break now.

"..."

Obviously it was just a simple sentence, but the true ancestor suddenly had a little nostalgia for life.

From birth, I don't know what it is, I don't know what it means to be born, and I don't know where the road is.

But these simple words brought a light into her dark world.

"Beauty under the crimson moon, poppy.

Like it"

Lucifer smiled and said her name.

"Your name, human."

Yu Meiren murmured, not even realizing it herself.

There were tears in her eyes.

"Lucifer.

Remember, goodbye, Yu Meiren."

Saying that, Lucifer retracted the holy sword in his hand.

The star pattern on the back of his hand shone brightly, and then, the Holy Sword of the Star appeared in his hand.

This is a holy sword with the ability to cut events, which can break the bondage on her body.

"Humph! Don't say goodbye."

In the words, Lucifer swung the holy sword.

no.281 fake

The world in the mirror shattered, and the place where Lucifer reappeared in Salem was a lowland in Salem, and the sewage in the large pipe in the distance was flowing to the sea.

It is very far away from the previous city.

"Not much time."

Lucifer looked up at the sky and said.

With a slight jump, Lucifer came to the top of the steps.

Just as he was about to quickly return to the previous church, a black shadow suddenly flashed in front of him.

The black shadow brought a strong wind, which cut through the ground like a blade, and the street lamp beside it was instantly cut off and dimmed at the same time.

Facing the sudden attack, an ice wall appeared under Lucifer's feet, preventing the enemy's surprise attack.

Several cracks flashed across the ice wall, and as the cracks continued to expand, the ice wall suddenly shattered.

However, after this period of time, Lucifer had already retreated.

The black shadow chased after him again, from the side of the alley to the other side of the alley, the sound of countless swords colliding in the darkness along the way.

After Lucifer exited from the other side of the alley, the shadow immediately followed.

After that, the buildings on both sides of the entire alley collapsed suddenly.

The moonlight now reflects the true identity of the shadow.

"I've seen the headless horseman on horseback, and it's the first time I've seen the one on a wolf."

Lucifer looked at the monster in front of him with interest.

This thing is different from the previous monsters.

"It always feels like there are a lot of things messed up."

Under the moon, the giant wolf growled.

The most primitive wildness and killing intent were stimulated at this moment.

Before Lucifer could finish speaking, another blow from the Headless Horseman had already arrived.

A headless horseman riding on a giant wolf, holding double scimitars.

And the giant wolf with the machete in his mouth can't help reminding Lucifer that he once saved the big dog Shiv.

When that guy fought with him later, he also had the great sword of Artorias in his mouth.

The Headless Horseman swooped in again, and this time, Lucifer seemed to take a half step back and did not avoid the attack.

The giant wolf and the machete directly divided Lucifer's body into two sections, but when the giant wolf reacted, the Lucifer in its mouth had turned into flames.

Not far behind it, Lucifer opened his arms, and the magic power of his palms gathered.

At the same time, dozens of runes on the ground were activated at the same time, and in an instant, the giant wolf was enveloped in an extremely black sphere.

A small galaxy can also be seen flashing on the sphere.

Lucifer's palm shrank, and in an instant, many forcibly compressed cracks appeared on the black ball, and white light appeared in the cracks.

At that moment, it was like the original explosion of the stars in the universe.

Finally, in the extreme light, the extremely black ball shrank rapidly, and finally turned into a point.

completely disappeared from this world.

"The strength is good! It's just... the brain has a brain, oh, I forgot, this thing doesn't even have a head."

Lucifer easily complained about his opponent just now.

If the thing just now had a head-to-head battle, it had already reached the level of a round table and might be stronger than most round tables.

But unfortunately, it has no brains.

Well, the real meaning of the brain.

Not a single small trap was found, and now I am dying.

However, that thing just felt a little wrong.

That kind of... an abnormal feeling between the physical and the spiritual body, it is not accurate to say that it is an undead, but it does not look like a living body.

Strange things become more and more.

While Lucifer was thinking so, the figure of Joan of Arc suddenly appeared in the distance.

She was waving her hand and trying to run towards her.

"Excellent, King.

finally found you."

At this time, the clothes on Joan's body were already stained with dust, and her expression was a little tired.

I don't know where the flag I made for her went.

"Jane"

Lucifer's expression was a little subtle.

This Joan of Arc in front of her looks a little weird, not to mention some of her small movements, which are not the same as what she remembers, even the name is not right.

The only thing that is right is her breath.

"Well, it's me! Wang, do you remember me?"

Joan of Arc looked a little innocent, she looked at Lucifer with a pitiful expression.

"Of course...don't remember."

Saying that, Lucifer turned his hand knife into a blade.

Joan of Arc beheaded horizontally in front of him.

"what!"

With such words, the only white cloth left in the air, Joan of Arc's figure has disappeared.

She stepped back a long way before pulling a safe distance from Lucifer.

"Oh! It's dangerous! It's dangerous! How on earth did you find out about me? I think I'm pretty good at disguising myself."

Joan of Arc, or the assassin disguised as Joan of Arc, showed a dangerous smile at this moment.

"Next time you want to pretend, don't look for someone I know well.

Your performance of Joan of Arc is too clumsy, it makes me feel like I can't bear to look directly.

Well, throw away the mask on your face and reveal your true self, Assassin."

Whether it's Lea or Jeanne, or El and Anna.

in spite of....

The other party's disguise is so good, as long as it is not himself, Lucifer can find problems from some of their body habits and even in their eyes.

For themselves, they are the most familiar people.

If you assassinate yourself, it's best to find someone who is not very familiar to disguise it.

It's better to pretend to be Leonardo da Vinci than them.

"That's not good! It's hard to find such an interesting face, no need to do anything.

What if I told you that I had met this girl in your identity before this time?"

Between the words, the fake Joan of Arc put one hand on her cheek, as if she was sighing.

But in an instant, he felt a gust of fist wind blowing across the side, and he used the movement technique in boxing to quickly evade, barely avoiding the sudden blow.

His figure flew like a shadow to the chimney of a three-story building.

He just stopped, and the camouflaged headgear on his head made a sound, and then fell to the ground with a click.

Just being rubbed to the edge had already broken the metal headgear, and he couldn't imagine what it would be like just being hit.

And the fate of being hit is right in front of his eyes.

Lucifer's fist hit the ground, and with this as the center, the ground with a radius of more than ten meters sank, and the street seemed to be hit by a boulder.

"I should have said, don't speak in front of me with Joan's face.

That just makes me feel sick.

Originally, I was wondering if I could talk normally, but now, I don't want to hear your voice anymore."

Lucifer raised his hand, he moved his hand bones, and the joints made a clicking sound.

If it wasn't for the opponent's face with Joan of Arc, the blow just now would not be a fist, but a sword.

"What a terrifying destructive power! It turns out that, even if you don't use that kind of... small means, it is not your opponent.

But now you're angry."

Feeling the pressure coming from Lucifer, a drop of sweat dripped from the forehead of the fake Joan of Arc.

He felt like he had picked the wrong opponent.

no.282 Two worlds

When he saw the wolf king disappear before, he subconsciously thought that Lucifer was a magician with only a few tricks, at most... a magic swordsman.

But now it seems that the truth is far more wonderful than imagined.