Humans Are in Britain, the Noble Phantasm God's Key

If Yanan had taught Arturia Chinese, then at this moment she would definitely use one word to describe the situation in front of her——

The golden cicada escapes!

"hateful!"

She clenched her delicate little fist, clenched her silver teeth, and her delicate face was full of annoyance.

After a while, she let go of her hand helplessly, sighed, and whispered to herself distressedly:

"If my brother finds out, I'm probably going to be scolded again."

......

......

boom--!

The light cannon formed by the converging magic power bombarded Erte Luqi, and the scarlet blood mist around the latter rushed forward and blocked it.

"Whoosh-"

Sweat dripped down her smooth cheeks, Erte Luqi panted slightly, and a little tiredness appeared in her scarlet eyes.

At this moment, she is no longer the petite girl just now, but has completely turned into a figure of Yujie with a protruding front and back, and the strength in her body has also increased a lot.

But even when she activated her second form, she seemed a little powerless, and the scarlet mist surrounding her was much thinner than before.

This woman who came out of nowhere is really terrifying.

"Why? It's rare for me to have a good time. Are you unable to hold on?"

A leisurely voice came from above. In mid-air, Morgan Le Fay was sitting on a throne formed by condensed mercury. His light golden eyes were condescendingly looking down at Erte Luqi on the ground. Her jade hands were dragging her cheeks, her slender The legs overlapped each other, and under the black skirt, there was a faint ivory-like white luster.

Dozens of magic circles floated behind her, and the complicated formation patterns made people dizzy just by looking at them, and the terrifying breath that pervaded made the void vibrate slightly.

"Don't be so complacent! I haven't lost yet!" Eltrucci gritted her teeth, with infinite grief and indignation in her heart.

Obviously she used to sit on the throne and look down on others, but she never thought that one day she would be looked at by others with such eyes!

"Do you know? I am actually a very pure magician. In order to pursue powerful power, I will use any means." Morgan Le Fay looked at his white and slender fingers, as if admiring a beautiful piece of art Product: "Fantasy species, goblins, nightmares, giants, magicians... In order to explore the powerful secrets of these creatures, I use these hands to dissect all of their bodies."

The sexy red lips raised a faint arc: "In this, of course, the dead disciples are also included."

Like an electric current rushing to the brain along the spine, Erte Luqi froze instantly.

Morgan Le Fay lowered his head and looked at her, a smile that was not a smile appeared in his pale golden eyes: "Do you know how many dead disciples I have dissected so far?"

Eltruchi has never felt her throat so dry, like a lost person wandering in the desert: "How much... how much?"

"Actually, it's not too many. Even if I gave the death order, I only found about [-] in the end." Morgan Le Fay sighed regretfully. Not many dead disciples."

"Gudong-"

Eltruchi's throat slipped quietly, and a little cold sweat appeared on her smooth forehead.

"You...you dissected them...all of them?"

"Of course, although the number is a bit small, the Dead Apostles are very good experimental materials."

When it came to the experiment, Morgan seemed to be interested all of a sudden, and leaned forward slightly, as if he was chatting with a like-minded old friend: "By the way, do you know that although you Dead Apostles look like humans, your body structure There is an obvious difference from humans. Your teeth are actually hollow, and there is a small hole inside the tooth. When you suck blood, the blood flows into the esophagus along this small hole. I once smashed all the teeth of a dead disciple, and then He was replaced with a set of human teeth, but he really couldn't suck blood.

"Also, generally more powerful dead apostles will condense a layer of special mucous membrane on the surface of the skin. This kind of mucous membrane is like the shell of a tortoise, helping them block something in the sun, so it looks like they Not afraid of the sun.

"I once caught a dead apostle who sucked the blood of a thousand young girls. I used a special technique to remove the layer of mucous membrane on the surface of his skin, and then put him in the sun. Sure enough, he was quickly killed like an ordinary dead apostle. burned.

"But it's a pity that although I understand the principle that the dead are not afraid of the sun, I haven't figured out what is in the sun that causes such terrible damage to the dead. If I can understand, maybe I can Create magic specifically for the Dead Apostles.

"In addition, the number of your bones is also different from that of humans..."

Morgan Le Fay was still talking eloquently, completely oblivious to the fact that the eyes of Erte Luqi below her had gradually lost their brilliance, and her face had gradually become dull, as if a door to a new world had been opened.

She used to think that Zhu Yue was the scariest person in the world, because her strength was so powerful that no one could resist, leaving only endless despair.

But until now, she finally understood that the true horror was never based on strength!

Some people, just by opening their mouths, can awaken the deepest fears in others and leave the deepest shadows behind!

This woman named Morgan Le Fay is completely crazy!

Elte Lucy suddenly recalled those existences that Zhu Yue once said wandered in the depths of the endless starry sky, hovered in the cracks of time and space, and could not be described in words. The most vicious and profane words will resound.

——Isn't this the situation she is encountering now!

For a moment, she seemed to see countless tentacles with eyes and teeth protruding from Morgan's back, and a strange mist lingered on his body, which was indescribable and could not be seen directly.

"I always thought that I knew enough about the Dead Apostles, but I didn't realize that this world is so magical until I saw you." Morgan stared at Eltrucci without blinking, pale golden eyes There was a strange color in his eyes, "I can clearly feel that you are different from other dead disciples. You have a [concept] that is far beyond ordinary dead disciples. This is something I have never seen before. strength."

——Eltluchi is not unfamiliar with that look at all, it is the look of a hunter discovering his prey!

"So..." A shockingly beautiful smile appeared on Morgan's face, "If you don't mind, can I have a little research on this power in you?"

Research?

Recalling the experimental scene described by Morgan before, the intense fear instantly caught Erte Luqi's heart like a devil's sharp claws, and a look of incomparable horror appeared in her scarlet eyes, and she turned and fled to the distance recklessly.

Now she has no idea of ​​fighting at all, the only thought in her mind is to stay away from this lunatic!

The farther the better!

"It seems that you are not willing to cooperate." Looking at Erte Luqi's back, Morgan smiled unsurprisingly, "But I'm sorry, until now, everything I want has never been accepted." There's nothing you can't get."

She moved her finger forward slightly, and dozens of black tentacles rushed out of the magic circle in an instant, chasing after Erte Luqi.

"Don't come near me!" Eltruchi screamed, and the surrounding scarlet mist crazily rushed towards the black tentacles.

chi chi-

The scarlet mist corroded the black tentacles, the latter paused slightly, and then continued to pounce on Erte Luqi.

"Damn, you forced me!"

Erte Luqi clenched her silver teeth, and suddenly stood where she was, closing her eyes.

An inexplicable charm emanated from her body, and the blood moon hanging high in the sky suddenly flickered slightly.

Whoosh——! !

The black tentacles came whistling, but before they could get close to Erte Luqi's body, they disappeared without a trace like smoke.

Seeing this scene, Morgan Dai frowned slightly.

"How dare you touch my container with such a dirty thing."

Suddenly, an ancient and vast aura emanated from Elte Lucy's body, and in the slowly opened eyes, the dazzling golden color was as bright as a torch.

"How do you plan to pay for this blasphemy?"

Chapter 93 Chapter 39 The God of Hope Will Be Devoured by Him (4000 words, two in one)

Time goes back to 10 minutes ago.

While Arturia and Morgan Le Fay were fighting with Razovor and Eltruchi, the battle between the king of men and the king of gods became more intense in the sky.

brush brush brush --

The black abyss and the white flowers interweave in the void, waving their sharp afterimages, and the terrifying offensive like a storm, interweaving into a big impenetrable net, enveloping towards Nuada.

The king of the protoss waved the sword of victory in his hand, struggling against the shadows of guns all over the sky, without any chance of counterattack.

After replacing the sword in the stone with a spear, Yanain's fighting power soared several times, and his superb marksmanship was at his fingertips, sweeping away the decline just now, but instead suppressed Nuada.

"This marksmanship...... What is your relationship with the hostess of the Kingdom of Shadows?" Nuada asked in a deep voice.

"When you are dead, I will tell you!" Yanain didn't bother to respond at all, and the spear technique in his hand became more and more strange, often stabbing from various inexplicable angles, and Nuada had to cheer up To cope.

But even so, his situation did not improve at all.

The golden eyes flickered slightly, and the rich combat experience made the king of the gods clearly realize that if this continues, his situation will only get worse and worse.

He was absolutely sure that the black-haired man in front of him was definitely related to the mistress of the Kingdom of Shadows, and his familiar marksmanship was almost the same as that of the woman named Scathach.

It was a woman who had already practiced martial arts to the extreme. With just one gun, she was enough to accomplish the great feat of killing gods. Even if the young man in front of him only had [-]% to [-]% of that woman's kung fu, he was already tired of dealing with it.

He is the god of war, not the god of war, nor the god of war. He is good at commanding large-scale wars, but in terms of personal martial arts, he can only barely touch the threshold of the extreme realm.

And the man in front of him has clearly stood firmly in this realm.

——This is also a matter of course. Under the unreserved teaching of the Queen of the Kingdom of Shadows and the daily training of the Son of Light in Ireland, if it takes more than ten years to reach the extreme state, in the words of Scathach—— - "Just kill yourself."

After realizing the gap between himself and Yanain, Nuada made a decision in an instant and rushed straight forward.

Brush——! !

The sharp spear shadow came piercingly, and the king of the protoss had no intention of defending at all, and a pair of golden eyes stared at Yanain firmly.

Puff -! !

The black and white spears slashed across Nuada's shoulders and abdomen, but he still didn't stop. The golden sword Klausolas, which represented victory, suddenly burst into bright and scorching light, like a rising sun .

"cut!"

With a stern shout, the mighty sword energy pierced through the sky, and fell vertically towards Yanaen!

The dark eyes reflected the brilliance, looking at the lightsaber that was about to fall, Yanain's face was still extremely calm.

A dark green complex rune was reflected in his eyes, and the ancient and vast power diffused, causing the [concept] of space to change suddenly, and the positions of Yanann and Nuada switched instantly.

The lightsaber slashed straight down, and the terrifying power was transmitted to the distance, cutting off the top of a small hill in an instant.

Nuada turned around, even though the long-planned blow failed in the end, his face was not moved in the slightest.

"The original Rune." He whispered, "even willing to give you this ancient taboo secret technique. It seems that the relationship between you and Scathach is closer than I imagined. But it makes me feel more What's surprising is that you are still so young, but you can actually achieve such accomplishments in marksmanship and primitive runes, even in the age of gods, your talent is really terrifyingly high."

"Thank you for the compliment." Yanain smiled.

Nuada glanced at his shoulder. There was a wound there, which was stabbed by the white flower in Yanaen's hand before. At this moment, the vitality in his body was flowing out along the wound.

He took another look at his abdomen, which was stabbed by another black spear just now. At this time, there was a substantial amount of black smoke entangled there like a gangrene, and the terrifying death force continued to erode into his body.

The levels of these two forces are extremely high, even with his power, they can only be suppressed, but cannot be expelled.

His attention had been focused on Yanain's marksmanship before, but it wasn't until now that he realized that those two guns were not ordinary things.

This coexistence of life and death reminded him of Dagda, the father of the gods of the Danu protoss. It is said that the ancient and powerful god held a giant stick, one end could kill the enemy, and the other One end has the power to bring the dead back to life.