The Devil Priest and the Brave Beautiful Girl

It hurts every time? Looking at Hydra who spoke this lightly, Angela understood the power of this Hydra for the first time. She knew very well that she was not the kind of guy who used to lie, although she was very arrogant and arrogant...

"Take it." Saya casually threw the thorns in her hand onto Angela's hand. This thing Angela is not unfamiliar. After failing in a duel with Lei Lu, it was this thing that pulled her back from the brink of death. However, it was this thing that made her see hell.

Painful Thorns, the branches and leaves of the Styx Flower that Saya used to treat her wounds after overdrawing the strength of the red bride's dress not long ago. The effect is better than that of flowers, but the side effects are more intense.

There is no other choice. In order to fight Leilu in the most perfect state, this plant that can heal injuries most quickly is the best choice. Although the side effects of using it can make countless fighters with strong will faint, she can't use it.

The moment Angela held the thorns in her hand, the thorns that were already ready to move, like a viper out of the restraint, pierced Angela’s white wrist without hesitation, and entered directly into her body. .

Several green thorn patterns appeared on Angela's exposed skin, but this was definitely not a tattoo, but a proof that she was restrained by the painful thorns and hurt.

"Thank you..." Angela clearly heard the sound of thorns piercing and wringing in her body. This treatment, which is almost comparable to the cruelest punishment, is also the most effective treatment. Although there is no pain for the time being, after the effect of the paralysis disappears, the pain can make the strongest fighters pass out in pain.

That was the pain that even the immortal Hydra wouldn't want to try. This is not so much a medicine for treatment, it is more appropriate to say that it is a poison.

However, in order to challenge that ghost, even if it was poison, she would drink it without hesitation. Having bet everything on the decisive battle with Leilu, she no longer thinks about other things.

Forget it! Those sweet hugs, passionate kisses, gentle words; all the romantic things of a girl, when she held the red-eyed dragon spear and started desperately chasing the ghost and **** figure carrying the halberd, she was no longer qualified to have it. .

Sending flowers to Ulysses is the most beautiful and romantic thing she has ever done! The night she spent with Ulysses was also the best night in her life; however, at this moment, she had to force herself to forget everything and become a warrior who could abandon her life to challenge the ghosts and gods.

Swear by the pride and dignity of her dragon princess, in this duel, you can die, but you can't lose.

...

Ulysses didn't know how he got out of the room in a good mood, and even forgot when to eat breakfast. Angela's determined and proud back has been floating in front of him, making him unable to help but forget her existence.

For him, what kind of existence is she? The sudden appearance, the sudden courtship, the sudden kiss, in just a few days, from the first step to the last step.

She used her burning enthusiasm to directly overthrow everything that could be called common sense for Ulysses. She did not wait for his answer, did not ask him to give any promises, and directly drowned him with her flaming enthusiasm. This way of courtship that he hadn't even heard of in fairy tales left him at a loss, and was overthrown by her before she even had time to resist.

That hazy and fanatical night was not a dream. The sorrows of the first union, the blood of the girl who stained the sheets, and the hot and sweet whistling sound were all real. Lifting his hands, he could even recall the softness and warmth of her skin.

"If you don't want to forget, just remember...bye, Ulysses." The final farewell voice seemed to ring in Ulysses' ears. At that time, he vaguely felt a trace of anxiety, as if Angela was not just leaving temporarily.

Hidden in that proud red back is a resolute and desperate will, although he doesn't understand why she has that kind of breath as a princess. However, his instinct told him that something bad might happen to Angela. That kind of feeling was there when Angela came to his room and took the initiative to hug him, but when they hugged each other, the happiness of the body dilutes that feeling. It wasn't until she finally left that he felt the faint breath of determination more deeply.

I don't know if it is considered a talent, but his intuition for unfortunate things is still very accurate. Perhaps, because he himself often encounters various misfortunes.

"Master, is your body okay?" Aya smiled and looked at Ulysses who had been in memory since the morning. To be honest, she was a little surprised that the body of the princess of the Dragon Kingdom last night was able to heal all Ulysses' injuries.

It seems that the body of a high-quality pure girl is really easy to use, and the bloodline of the dragon clan is quite quite good. Perhaps, consider going to the dragon clan in the future...

"Hmm..." The absent-minded Ulysses nodded casually, completely forgetting how Aya was about to cry when she saw him who was injured last night.

It seems that the princess's stimulation to the master is really quite deep. No wonder, it seems that she took the initiative to overthrow the owner. Also, if it is not the woman's initiative, it is quite difficult for the host to give up her own principles... Aya, who reasoned the truth about last night's matter, looked at Ulysses who was confused by Angela with ease. Her owner, it seems that it is not that unwelcome. Very good, very good, there is nothing better than this. Whether it is a monster, a princess of a certain country, or a dragon, as long as her master can forget the boring ideal of the priest earlier, she will welcome it infinitely. . They are the backbone of the future Demon King Army.

"Master, here." While Ulysses was in a daze, Aya, Arseria and other members of the Apostles had arrived at the venue of this festival together, a lounge dedicated to contestants.

Since the first round is over, from the beginning of this round, the rule that members of the same team will not meet is invalidated. This also means that whether it is temporary teams that have participated in the preliminaries together or a fixed team like the Apostles, it is possible to meet their teammates in this round. Calculated by mathematical probability, it is almost impossible to avoid fighting with each other through the members of the Apostle group with the largest number of people in the first round.

Because of this, from the beginning of this round, contestants are free to choose to stay with their team in a large lounge, or to apply for a single lounge with the Supreme Church by themselves, so as to avoid unpleasant things.

Of course, for the girls in the Apostles, this is something that you don't need to worry about.

"Lasputin, if we meet, we must work hard with each other!" Mihalu happily waved his fist and greeted Lasputin beside him.

"Of course, let's work hard together. Arcelia, if we meet, please be welcome." Lasputin nodded and greeted the knight beside him.

As a wizard who can be regarded as a genius, she has a clear judgment on her own strength. In the current group of Apostles, her combat effectiveness is really not too strong, and her treasure characteristics are actually not suitable for one-on-one combat.

If you meet Mihalu, she can still fight; but if you meet Alzeria, there is absolutely no way. As for Helen and Ulysses, obviously they should not be counted in the seventh level. Abnormal existence, I am afraid you can directly choose to surrender...

On the contrary, Fali, who was scarier than the eighth-level powerhouse in theory, was not so scared. In actual combat, she had used long-distance magic beyond visual range several times to knock down her who was not yet able to manipulate the Dark Holy Grail (actually exhausting her stamina).

"Big brother has not been energetic, are you sick?" Farrie looked at Ulysses, who had been in a trance since the morning. For her, the Brave Conference is just a stage. The reason why she chose to participate in this gathering of strong people was entirely for him. If he wasn't watching her, wouldn't it make any sense?

"It seems, a little strange?" Iphia tilted her head, and from Ulysses' expression, she seemed to guess something.

"Everyone, welcome to the arena of the brave tournament. Today is the beginning of the second round of the brave tournament. From this round, it is a real random number battle, and the privilege of not meeting the same team members is cancelled. Now that you have chosen to set foot on it. For the battlefield of the Braves Conference, you must be mentally prepared. So, stop talking nonsense and start the first game of the second round immediately!"

"The draw begins!" Accompanied by the excited voice of the staff of the Supreme Church, the information of the remaining 64 contestants was automatically combined under the random selection of the space demon ten-dimensional cube. Soon, the names of the first pair of fighters who stepped onto the stage of the Brave Congress were chosen today.

Ulysses opened his eyes wide, looking at these two familiar names, a certain unknown premonition became stronger and stronger.