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"But I have to say something," said the demigod. "I saw you too."

"Oh." He sighed. "I thought that the providence of this world begged me to deal with a heaven-defying lunatic, but I didn't expect that it was just a..." He suddenly stopped talking and shook his head.

"Great love has no bounds, and the best kindness is like water...the evil born of compassion, no wonder they beg me and want to drag me into the water."

'So, what's your decision? ' Yue Ji's voice reverberated faintly. 'Don't forget, I don't want that fake trash to contaminate Xiao Luo. '

"...Don't worry, I won't let my apprentice go on such a radical path." The demigod responded without raising his eyelids.

'Well, it's better that way. After a cold snort, Yue Ji's voice disappeared directly, and she never appeared again.

'Trouble, her strength came back too quickly. ' thought the demigod inwardly. 'If this goes on, I'm afraid I won't be able to seal her anymore. '

Thinking of this, the demigod couldn't help but feel a little headache. He never imagined that in the world Charlotte was born in, there were so many villains who were keen on the promising action of taking home.

However, these guys who sneaked their souls into Charlotte's body have now all become food delivered to their door, and have become the resource for this evil god to restore his power for no reason.

How many are there?

This simply made the demigod, who had seen the big wind and waves, feel unspeakably bad.

If it's not impossible, he would like to say to the villains in the world where Charlotte lives: "You can at least have a bit of backbone if you lose, don't lose if you can't move, you have to take your home and be reborn!"

Now, thanks to these guys who gave away their heads one by one, he still had the confidence to seal this evil god until Charlotte fully learned the Heavenly Crystal Sword Art and then comprehended the Heavenly Heart Sword Power. not worried.

But man's calculation is not as good as heaven's calculation after all.

God knows why there are so many villains who can't afford to lose?

'But it's also an opportunity. '

Faced with a bad situation, demigods will not give up lightly. Right now, this world is an opportunity, and this world itself has been pushed to the limit. They cannot help but not give some good things when they are in urgent need of medical treatment.

'Anyway, I don't want anything else but an anchor. '

"Presumably, you don't want this possibility to exist, so, just like this, I will use the few powers to give that demon king a blow of Tianren Sword Extreme." '

'As for you, after gaining more possibilities, it is best to give the anchor of haze that binds the stars together with the anchor that can drive the pillar of light-an equal deal, isn't it! ? '

For the consciousness of this world, what they need is the light of future possibilities, and for him, what he needs is the same light. Both sides get what they need, and no one can talk about taking advantage of the fire.

It doesn't need to be complete, as long as there is 'quality'.

It's better to stand on three legs than to support him alone.

"So, Charlotte, you can be a teacher for a day and be a father for life. As a teacher, I don't have much hope. I hope you can be independent one day."

"So, the disciples of the church don't starve the master to death, but exhaust the master to death!"

Chapter 198 Chaser

After crossing the last hill and arriving at this dry and cracked wasteland, which is worse than the desert, soon, the deep malice from this land came to the door.

And this malice is none other than the human beings living in this wasteland. If these clothes are tattered, their faces are yellow and thin, and they can no longer see any personal 'things'... If they are really human beings .

Moreover, they treated the few people who had just arrived here as fresh food, and wanted to eat a few people.

Although in the ancient history of mankind, it seems that such things as changing children to eat have never been uncommon in times of famine, but it can be said that none of the people present have witnessed it with their own eyes.

However, these "disaster victims" who are so thin and struggling on the verge of death are obviously not the opponents of these "supermen". Even the "weakest" Gudazi is a warrior who can tear the Chimera monster.

It didn't take long at all, these 'disaster victims' who dared to charge up with broken knives were knocked down on the ground in twos and twos.

They who were knocked down all wailed and cursed several people with despicable words.

Gu Dazi, who had a temper, almost kicked them in anger when he heard their undisguised cursing, but when he saw their face that was about to be out of shape like a ghost, he pressed down silently. The urge to hit someone.

After all, there must be something to hate about poor people, and vice versa.

Although the men were merciful, the pain was still inevitable. Some of them still had the desire to survive. After cursing a few times, they forced themselves to get up, and started to run away in embarrassment. Watching them go away, there is no intention of forcing them to stay.

"...These few fainted, but they should be able to obtain some information." Looking at the remaining people who were still struggling to get up, but were so weak that they failed, Charlotte took a step forward and put They knocked out, and then said to Gu Dazi and the others.

"It's really unpleasant... Forget it, judging by their appearance, I'm afraid they have gone crazy long ago, there is no need for that." Gu Dazi scratched his hair, turned to Da Vinci and said. "By the way, can we put some food and water here?"

"Although I don't agree with it very much, a little water and food can be regarded as consolation...Give it to them."

Charlotte's hands were not heavy. These fainted people just woke up when Gudazi and the others brought some food and water to them.

Then, when they saw the food and water, they completely ignored the pain and fatigue on their bodies, staggered and rushed over frantically, desperately stuffing the food and water into their mouths, even eating them in their mouths and holding them in their hands. To compete with each other for more food and water.

At this time, the wooden car named Sphinx by Leonardo Da Vinci also restarted, bringing up a cloud of smoke and dust, leaving behind the "disaster victims" who were scrambling for food and disappeared into the distance.

At sunset, the setting sun was about to sink into the horizon, and the red of the setting sun set against this wasteland, outlining a scene like the entrance to hell.

After nearly a day's journey, this wooden car also stopped temporarily, took a rest, and prepared to spend the coming night.

And when Charlotte was secretly worrying about why this was a dream world to him, why there was no end yet, a blue light screen suddenly appeared in front of Gudazi, a man in a white coat The young man appeared on it.

This is a person named Roman, a companion of Gudazi and the others, and a member of the organization Chaldea.

Right now, she is connecting with Gudazi and the others through time and space through a device that Charlotte can't guess the principle of.Then Mr. Roman, who was said to be a doctor, was taken aback by what Gudazi and the others said, and said he could not understand.

Well, Charlotte doesn't know the history of this world, so I don't know why he would be surprised by the destruction of an organization called the Crusaders.

But good or bad, it’s not uncommon for them to come to the door together. Not long after Gudazi and the others reconnected with Dr. Roman after a two-day absence, Roman on the light screen seemed to find something and yelled. .

"—Wait a minute, I found the life reaction, you have a strong follower reaction at 500 meters."

It is needless for him to say this. Almost when Roman spoke, Charlotte and Scathach raised their heads at the same moment and cast their gazes into the darkness far away.

After a while, a man who was dressed exactly like the killers named Hassan he had seen not long ago led about 40 ordinary people in long robes and white turbans on their heads and fled. Dodging something.

And behind them, a red-haired man with a longbow in his hand and his eyes closed was walking towards the group of refugees step by step.

I saw this red-haired man talking to Hassan in the crowd, while that Hassan stood in front of 40 ordinary people and confronted each other.

But seeing those people curled up and trembling behind Hassan, one knew that this might not be a confrontation, but the last struggle before death.

I don't know what they said, but I saw that Hassan, after a few words, decisively swung his knife and chopped off his own head. Amidst the blood splattering, the crowd hurriedly stepped forward and tried to escape.

However, the blood splashed, and among the fleeing crowd, bleeding flowers kept appearing. It seemed that there were invisible blades criss-crossing the crowd. Blood was splashed on each fleeing person, and one after another was terrified. , fell from the neck.

And all of this is just what happened when the red-haired man flicked the bowstring lightly.

"This..." was stopped by Da Vinci who seemed to have discovered something just now, so he didn't rush forward at the first time, staring blankly at the blood and heads splashing in front of him, and one by one The corpse fell weakly, its throat seemed to be blocked, and it was impossible to speak. "He, what is he doing, those are just..."

It's just an ordinary person who has no ability to resist.

"Hold it, if we rush out now, we will be killed too." Da Vinci has quick eyes and quick hands, and held down Gudazi who showed signs of rushing out.

but……

She didn't expect that just as she held down the cuckoo, Charlotte on the side had turned into an arrow from the string, and rushed towards the red-haired man who was flicking the bowstring, but was motionless and wantonly causing massacres in the crowd. past.

"You, wait a minute."

Da Vinci, who was trying to persuade Da Vinci just by holding down the cuckoo, saw Charlotte rushing out of the corner of his eye, and almost didn't yell directly.

It's a pity that Charlotte's figure has long gone.

"Da Vinci, you can't stop a young man from being righteous."

Scathach reached out and grabbed the back collar of Gudazi who had broken free from Da Vinci and wanted to follow up with him.

"And you too, Master, if you don't want to be delayed or die, then don't be impulsive...Leave it to him."

Chapter 199 Meeting the Archers (1)

The red-haired man with his eyes closed lightly plucked the bowstring like a zither string, and made a pleasant sound, as if what he was holding in his hand was not a longbow but a harp. Instead of carrying out a bloody massacre, they are playing a beautiful piece of music.

Yes, music.

As he pulled the bowstring, there was indeed a piece of music playing, but what was asymmetrical about this piece was that this was neither a dance salon nor a concert.

It was a one-sided massacre, targeting a group of people who had no ability to resist.

Well, although those who were killed were some people who were dressed in Middle Eastern style, if nothing else happened, their beliefs can be determined, and then according to the 21st century's uncertainty law of buying, buying, and testing-it seems that there is nothing wrong what!

Well, this is not the battlefield in the Middle East in the 21st century, nor is it Europe where the white left virgin whore is rampant. This is just a special time and space that has been divided, and there is no unpredictability factor that calls Anhura Abak.

Compared with the green people in the 21st century, these people are obviously not as tough as their descendants. When facing the enemy, they can't take out an RPG from under their robes, and they can't tie explosives on their bodies and shout XX.

But it doesn't seem to make a difference.

Cut vertically and horizontally by invisible sharp knives, they can only struggle as much as possible in panic and howling, just like the younger generations in the 21st century facing Eagle Sauce's free air raids.

If there is no accident, they should end up similar to the younger generations in the 21st century.

In this endless wilderness without any shelter, they had no place to hide, nor did they have this opportunity.

But an accident happened, but it wasn't the XX they believed in.

"Hmm." The man who pulled the bowstring to play the killing game suddenly stopped his hands and turned his face away, showing an expression of surprise on his face.

Although he didn't open his closed eyes, he looked straight at the running figure as if he could clearly see the surroundings.

"This never-before-seen but sharp fighting spirit...is it Saber?" He muttered in a low voice.

He temporarily stopped the massacre of these ordinary people in front of him, but for him who just made a promise not to move, those people can't run very far in such a place where the field of vision is widened and there is no shelter-whether to escape or not Can't change anything.

So he began to focus on the rapidly approaching individual.

"The fierce fighting spirit, do you want to intervene and stop the behavior of the subordinates?" The man sighed and put his fingers on the bowstring. "How sad to be confronted with a righteous man under such circumstances."

After the words fell, he gently pulled the bowstring, and there was a lingering sound of the piano.

Then, ripples appeared in the air, and a transparent and colorless 'blade' came out, pointing directly at the people running towards here.

……

The fallen corpse, the head falling in the dust, the blood splattered everywhere, and a one-sided massacre all appeared in front of his eyes so brightly that Charlotte didn't even think about anything, and directly launched a charge.

For enemies and evildoers, Charlotte can strike without hesitation, but for those who are unable to resist, especially ordinary people, it is absolutely impossible for him to get blood on his hands.

Similarly, he will not extend a helping hand to a person with a weapon in his hand, but he will make a decision after observing the unarmed person... and to the unarmed person who is not dangerous and has no resistance...

Reason told him not to act rashly at such a time, because the whole body would be affected by one hair. In this world, the criteria for judging good and evil are often very vague. This is the reason why he is the hero and I am the enemy.

However, sensibility ignored the warning of reason and directly drove him to take a step forward.

Especially after seeing that half of the original crowd of more than 40 people fell down in just a few moments, Charlotte didn't even think about it, and directly drew her sword and charged.

"Stop it, you bastard!"

The roar of anger resounded through the sky, and the golden light in the pupils seemed to burn with this anger.

Clang X2

Two crisp beeps, regardless of front and back, sounded at the same time.

One is the sound of killing and cutting made by a red-haired man who uses a bow as a harp and a string as a blade.

One is the sound of the sword's cry when the sword is drawn out, and the blade roars along with the roar.

The two are intertwined together, the sword qi roars, the string sounds kill, the flying sword qi collides with the invisible 'blades' that fall from the air, and bright sparks are emitted.

"I said..." The roar shook the air and passed far away. "Stop it for me." The long sword was raised, the sword energy thundered, and a sword light came from a distance with the sound, and slashed at the red-haired man in one fell swoop.

Clang clang.

The man pulled the string three times, the invisible 'blade' cut out from the air, met the angry sword energy head-on, and knocked it out in front of his eyes, leaving only the chaotic wind blowing past his cheeks.

"Ignored my warning, ah, how sad!"

The man lamented and raised his hand, gently brushing the bloodstains on his face that were drawn by the remaining sword energy. Although his eyes were still closed, he 'watched' as he was already in front of him, blocking the movement of less than half of the refugees. Charlotte.

"You shouldn't be in the way."

"Go to hell, do you want to watch you kill a group of people who have no room for resistance and no weapons!"

The golden pupils burning like torches stared at the person in front of him, Charlotte laughed back angrily, and mocked back in a cold tone.

"I don't deny that my behavior is against morality...but I still have to say, step down, unknown swordsman, otherwise you and I will end up in the tragedy of fighting." The man replied in a lamenting tone.

"Then come and kill!" This was Charlotte's response to him.

"...Okay, but before that, I must first complete the lord's mission."

The bowstring was pulled, and the sound of the zither played. It was obvious that someone was standing in front of him. This man also insisted on killing. He didn't have any scruples about Charlotte, and played the death requiem.

The melodious music brings the blade of death, the invisible blade emerges from the air, strikes from all directions, and the chaotic blades will turn less than half of the remaining refugees into dead people.

"What is a hero?"