The knight king of the otherworldly moon

And although Jeanne could not hit Yan Qing for the time being, the opponent could not hurt her for the time being.

Joan of Arc gradually understood that all she had to do was wait for the opportunity.

Recalling what Lucifer had taught, she was waiting for the opponent's chance to make a mistake.

Yes, as long as you hit the opponent once, with his current fighting method of constantly evading and never blocking his spear, in the coming year, just one hit may seriously injure him.

After fighting for a long time, Yan Qing felt that her common sense had been subverted.

In my memory, Joan of Arc doesn't seem to have the thunder attribute.

And what the opponent was using in front of him was... a spear technique he had never seen before.

"What the hell is this, Joan of Arc has become the King of Thunder and Lightning, and what's up with your spear skills?"

Fighting, feeling that the situation was not right, Yan Qing was powerless to complain.

There is only one thought in his mind now, this Joan of Arc is unscientific and too magical.

"You mean the Dragon Hunter:?

I remember that Lucifer seemed to have said that the person who created it seems to be named Wengstein.

It's a pity that I only learned some basic stances."

Joan of Arc explained her fighting skills very honestly.

Essentially, they were all fighting skills learned from Lucifer.

Leah learned to lift the lion sword.

, She is the Dragon Hunting Lance:, while El is the sword of a royal black hand, and even Anna has learned the Pope's ice magic.

"Dragon Hunting Gun: No wonder, I think this thing is very strange, was it originally created for hunting dragons?"

The moment Yan Qing spoke, a flaw appeared in his body.

"good chance!"

Joan of Arc finally waited for this opportunity, and the long spear in her hand slammed across.

Yan Qing didn't have time to evade, and for the first time he used the gauntlets of both hands to protect his body.

His hands were hit by a long gun, and his whole body flew to the empty house next to him, causing bursts of roars.

But it wasn't over yet, the spear spun in Joan's hand, bringing up the lightning.

In an instant, she projected the long spear in her hand, the spear of thunder: it quickly bombarded the uninhabited house.

As the spear flew back to Joan of Arc, the house collapsed.

"Did you beat him?"

Joan of Arc watched nervously in the direction in which the house fell.

I haven't seen anyone come out for a long time.

Just as Jeanne let out a sigh of relief, a figure appeared again in the distant dust.

Lucifer came out of the dust, "Well done, Joan of Arc.

Just one last shot, if you're more stable.

He may not even have the strength to escape."

"you!"

Joan of Arc looked at Lucifer, subconsciously alert.

"I"

In this regard, Lucifer was a little speechless.

Well! Now it seems that the assassin's purpose is not completely missed.

"..."

"..."

"..."

They just stared at each other not far from each other, and finally, Lucifer raised his hands to end the staring.

"Okay! I surrender, what will Joan of Arc do with my captive?"

Joan of Arc carefully looked at Lucifer's appearance, especially after seeing his eyes, and finally made sure that he didn't admit the wrong person this time.

"Hoo! It's true this time, it's great.

I was just so scared and nervous, Lucifer, I almost thought I would never see you again."

Joan of Arc quickly pounced on Lucifer and said.

Although Joan of Arc just now seemed very calm, she was actually scared to death.

She only supported her by constantly recalling the contents of her notes and not allowing herself to think about some things.

The moment she saw Lucifer now, her heart instantly loosened, and her previously suppressed emotions burst out.

"Sorry for leaving you alone to face such a terrible thing.

But I'm not afraid."

Lucifer continued to comfort Jeanne and whispered in her ear.

Under the constant comfort of Lucifer, Joan of Arc finally regained her composure.

"..."

She raised her head, and there were tears in her eyes.

She seems to be a strong girl, but it would be too embarrassing to say that she was indifferent to such an exciting situation for the first time.

"I believe Joan of Arc you will be able to hold out until I find you.

Now, switch hands.

Leave the next thing to me."

Lucifer helped her wipe away her tears and said with a smile.

"Um."

no.284 The purpose of the dead

On the outskirts of the British capital, by a silent forest.

At this moment, the four 44 figures are facing each other.

Under the moon, two of them revealed their deep red eyes.

They are Stan Robert Coyne and Teffham Ottenrocher in the ancestors of the dead, and standing in front of them are Gawain and Lancelot.

"Go back as soon as possible, dead disciple, the sacred royal city of Britain is not the place you should come."

At this moment, Gawain roared at the ancestors of the two dead disciples in front of him without mercy.

It took a lot of effort for them to attract the two ancestors of the Dead Apostles to this place outside the city, in order to minimize the losses after the battle.

Originally there was an ancestor of the Dead Apostles, and that was being pursued by Artoria.

They are not worried at all.

Their task is the two in front of them.

They have been ordered by the Prime Minister to kill them if they can't reach an agreement.

The two of them are the main force, and there are other round tables on standby in the outer places.

And Semiramis was the one who arranged it all.

"I don't know if the holy city of Britain is holy, but in terms of the quality of food, it's definitely a good place.

It might be a good idea to make it my yard when I'm done."

Stan Robb felt nothing at the moment.

On the contrary, he was in a good mood.

Compared with the hundreds of years he had lived, Gawain and Lancelot were too young in his eyes.

It was impossible to threaten him at all, he thought so himself.

"So, is the blood-sucking incident around the royal city really related to you?"

Lancelot asked cautiously.

This is the reason why they will take the initiative to attack.

If the ancestors of the Dead Apostles in front of them just came to travel, although they would be on guard, they would not welcome them with swords.

The problem is, these guys have some civilians for their food.

And that number is still: expanding.

Lancelot and Gawain are the presidents of the Royal Castle Guard, and it is their responsibility to have this happen.

"Who knows, we eat too much, and you wouldn't deliberately remember the names of the foods."

Stan Rob said indifferently.

At this moment, Tefham, who had been silent until now, finally spoke up.

"The knights of the round table are the representatives of Britain's highest combat power, a bit of a level.

Knights of the Round Table, we have no intention of being an enemy of Britain.

As long as your king gives us the [Ring of Light], we will leave this place immediately, and we can help Britain accomplish some things within our power as a reward."

Twham stated the purpose of their trip.

Ring of Glory, they came here because they heard that this treasure with endless magic power was in the royal city of Britain.

Otherwise, it would be really difficult to get these....lazy guys to act.

"The Ring of Light"

Gawain heard this name for the first time.

He looked at his friend and found that the other party was also... confused.

"Sorry, we don't know what's in your mouth.

Even if we know, the most precious treasure should be dedicated to the king, not coveted by the younger generation like you.

Rand's words settled the matter.

Only a few people knew about the existence of the Ring of Light.

At present, the only person in the round table who knows that Leah is chasing after Nero Kaos, Gawain and the others naturally don't know either.

"I don't know if it's a love affair"

Twham began to think deeply.

The two round tables in front of him were Lucifer's most trusted servants, and they didn't even know it.

Teffam subconsciously thought that the information was wrong.

Thinking about it carefully, they didn't feel the abnormal flow of magic power in the surrounding air.

Am I being deceived that Tvham is preparing to retreat, and he doesn't want to be involved in pointless battles.

He was going to go back to Rome first to find out what happened to Dracula.

However, the other Stan Rob said the least...said words at this moment.

"Stop laughing.

It's just a little devil who came out of nowhere, and suddenly got the approval of the holy sword, and you actually recognize him as a king like this.

Britain is almost over, so let me replace..."

Before Stan Robb's words were finished, a cold light coming from his face interrupted him to continue.

He subconsciously avoided the result of being cut off by half a load, but even so, his arm was cut off by Gawain.