Roland, become my Noble Phantasm!

It has to be said that a city in a canyon in the northern region can prosper for four to five hundred years, which is enough to make people feel emotional.

On the one hand, the ancestors received the grace of the Holy Son, and on the other hand, the spread of Christianity in the entire western region. It is not surprising that this blond girl has been exposed to the glory of the Lord since she was a child. The voice of this girl is also very respectful to other saints, especially Aslan.

So Aslan quickly saw the blond saint in front of him, a flash of respect and longing flashed in his eyes, and then he seemed to think that he is now the referee of this Holy Grail War, and more importantly, in front of his idol , Naturally, he should show a steady side. After coughing twice, he restrained the expression on his face, but there was still a bit of eagerness in his eyes.

Aslan was a little strange. The blond girl in front of her looked at her with the expression of a fanboy fangirl, looking at her big brother or idol!

Fortunately, I didn't bring Mei Luxin here, otherwise I would have to go through the scene of punching my chest again.

Since my physique has become stronger and stronger, and my resilience has become stronger and stronger, when my own dragon beats my chest with small fists, the strength will not be hidden too much, if it is not for myself to control the voice When it was spread out, every small punch that was punched would resonate with his chest to produce a roar like rolling thunder.

Of course, compared to the communication between these two holy sons and saintesses, the fat uncle standing next to him is not in a very good mood. He has told his followers many times, don't expose it casually. My own name, why doesn't this guy in front of me listen?

However, correspondingly, he also got the name of the red spearman, a son of the sun god in a mythological system, and also an important debut character in the heroic epic, a hero holding a powerful treasure. Looking at it this way, the son of the sun god in front of him Is it true that I am not afraid of my identity being exposed, and even to a certain extent can cause a certain deterrent to the enemy.

After all, not everyone can summon a first-class heroic spirit, and the one in front of him is the best of the best.

But this fat uncle still took a deep breath. After all, the son of the sun god in front of him is very strong, but his own Siegfried is definitely not weak. As long as his back is not attacked, his own Siegfried is immortal. , is no different from this guy in front of me!

But it would be even better if you don't reveal your real name and catch your opponent by surprise.

Aslan glanced at it, and the two heroic spirits who changed the terrain and fought sighed softly, "It seems that Your Majesty the Holy Maiden knows me, first of all, I will do it for Shiro who gave the order." Apologies, he is still more worried about Her Majesty the Holy Maiden, who ruined his long-cherished wish, of course it is not the wish to destroy the world."

Of course, Joan of Arc would not directly change her opinion of the person who gave the order just because Aslan said a few good words, even if she was the object of her admiration.

To be honest, Aslan still doesn't want Joan of Arc and Amakusa Shiro to confront each other. After all, the establishment of reincarnation in the new era doesn't seem to do any harm to the world, but it doesn't look so good. Let the two of them let go of their thoughts. After all, they can Becoming an arbiter already shows that the belief in the heart is firm, and it will not be so easily shaken by external objects.

Both of them are people who stick to their own beliefs. Without destroying the world, choosing a path to make the world develop better is the best solution, but since Joan of Arc is so concerned about the violation of the Holy Grail War... ...

"Forget it, I don't expect you to change your opinion of Shiro, but I need to tell the arbiter of the Holy Grail War one thing, that is, there is another intervenor in this Holy Grail War, and at the same time, an additional job agent is summoned to From what I know about that one, he will definitely not only summon one servant in this Holy Grail War, by the way, it is certain that one descendant should be summoned."

After hearing Aslan's words, the expression on Joan's face changed. Originally, this Holy Grail War was extremely special. After going through the Holy Grail War, there was an internal war afterwards, and now someone extra intervened. This Holy Grail War brings together things that have never been touched before.

This is just the first time I have made the ruling of the Holy Grail War, it is so difficult to get started.

It's like in the fgo game, you have just passed the first level of the novice skeleton soldier, but in the official start you have to face a big bodhisattva who has not been weakened in any way, the whole word is amazing!

But even so, there was no sign of retreat in Joan's eyes, all of this was the Lord's test, and now she met her idol, His Excellency Aslan, and even got information from her idol that others did not know, Although it is not clear whether this information is true or false.

Just when Jeanne was a little confused, a revelation from the gods flashed through her mind once. It was an underground tunnel, and a lot of bugs crawled through the tunnel. The depths of the tunnel flashed by.

What your idol says is true! !

Joan of Arc bowed slightly to Aslan, and at the same time set her eyes on the battlefield again, "After this battle is over, I will go to investigate immediately!"

After receiving the words from Joan of Arc, Aslan showed a smile on his face. With these words, the next step will be easy. It is best that the old bug can completely attract Joan of Arc's eyes In the past, it was not so easy for Joan of Arc to find the old bug, so let them fight the battle between the black and red sides.

Chapter 296: Men Only Affect My Forging Speed!

After all, when a certain number of heroic spirits from the black and red sides leave the field, or after two days, the sky garden will be restructured again, and Danic will become a vampire. I am afraid that there is really no obvious boundary between the black and red sides. The most important thing is The old bug will definitely take advantage of this time to do something. If the old bug gets bigger, the black and the red may join forces in the end.

Thinking of what happened to the old worm on the worldline 70 years ago, Aslan believed that this old worm must have been planning how to get revenge for more than half a century. It is not an easy task to deal with a family. Things, especially the old bug, I am afraid there is only one person now.

If he really doesn't do something big, I'm afraid it will be difficult to achieve his goal. The most important thing is that the old thing has already gone crazy. In his own world, the old thing can think of making a human into a black holy grail , take advantage of the evil in this world, and even want to take away the body of the Black Holy Grail, isn't this a madman's plan?

As long as the old bug in this world is still an old bug, then he must be prepared for the old bug to go crazy.

In fact, just as Aslan estimates now, the old bug is indeed preparing at this moment, how to take the Holy Grail back from Danic's hands steadily, as early as more than half a century ago, Darnic Nick already knew how to use the power of the secular army, and he didn't believe that Danik hadn't continued to develop this fine tradition during this period of time.

I also need enough combat power. Now that my state has entered half a century ago, I am completely unable to control a large number of insect swarms, so I can only use another method.

The old bug set his eyes on the blond girl behind him, and couldn't help but twitched his mouth when he saw the girl's obedient appearance. It really made people feel a little surprised. I thought it was the first girl infected by the outer god , at least the personality will be a little crazy, but I didn't expect it to be such a good baby.

He even prayed silently in the direction of the church every morning, just like a standard Puritan image.

No, how can such a good boy help him expand his own soldiers outward?

The Roman emperor sitting on the side, crossed his legs. Of course, if the swollen red envelope on his head and the palm print on his face can be ignored, then the majestic image of this emperor is still deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. As for the red envelope that was knocked on his head, And what about the slap print on the face that looks like a girl, I don't need to talk about it.

In short, since his arrival, the Roman emperor has been entangled with Estee Lauder. Although he knows that Estee Lauder has a distinct personality different from the girl in his impression, but that face is exactly the same as in his impression, and they are both called Estee Lauder. Two people It must be related, it must be related! !Bar! ! !

So the Roman emperor's fiery eyes from that day seemed to want to directly wear Estee Lauder's body, and wanted to thoroughly explore the identity relationship of Estee Lauder.

It's a pity that the world Estee Lauder lived in was originally dominated by the coercion of the gods. Faced with this kind of people who forcefully want to explore themselves, Estee Lauder will inevitably think of the gods. The first impression is that the Roman emperor does not have much favor , and then the Roman emperor's stalking attitude made Estée Lauder feel even more uncomfortable.

What a joke, how could she talk about love and love, her life and even the endless time after death will be dedicated to her favorite cause! !

That is to create more artificial gods, so that even if one day the gods slowly climb out of the decaying earth again, humans can have a way to deal with it.

In the last period of her life, Estee Lauder was really afraid that the gods would be restored from under the earth, just like the Titans in the story who climbed up to Mount Olympus from under the earth, so her life not only forged her own mind In addition to the supreme masterpiece among them, many mechas have been forged that can at least be compared with gods, but of course they are not as powerful as the supreme masterpiece.

But at least when the five mechs are fighting together, they can still easily defeat one god, counteract two gods, and escape under the siege of three gods, it is not a big problem.

But it's a pity that although Estée Lauder can summon these five mechas, she can only operate one mecha at a time. As time goes by, this treasure is usually not used very much, and only uses her own supreme masterpiece.

Even if she becomes a Heroic Spirit, even if her personality and appearance return to her youth, Estee Lauder still wants to continue to create artificial gods. She understands that the supreme masterpiece she has created now is very good, but it is the same as the one she has seen before. It's a short way from the boy's crowning masterpiece.

I will not stop until I reach the ultimate that can compete with the god king, and I will not stop the forging hammer in my hand until I ensure that human beings will never be oppressed by the gods.

What was that Roman emperor?Get out of the way!

Even Estee Lauder has already figured it out, if the Roman emperor wants to bother her again, next time she will summon the supreme masterpiece and directly bombard her with cannon fire, hum!

However, the Roman emperor still doesn't know what kind of thoughts the girl he is pestering has now. At this moment, the Roman emperor only knows that the old guy who summoned him has some bad ideas, and it is Planning to do something to this well-behaved little girl.

It's really annoying, if this old thing wasn't my master, the magic sword in my hand would have been swung up long ago.

The blond girl, Abby, seemed to have sensed something, and couldn't help but took a step back, with fear in her eyes, "Abby doesn't want to be a bad boy..."

The old bug raised the corners of his mouth and grinned, "It's up to you, it's just a familiar, for the old man's long-cherished wish, you should be obedient, but I think it's useless to just say that, so Order in the name of Command Seals, Abigail Williams, use your divinity that belongs to extraterrestrial life to influence everyone around you!"

The red light flashed by, and Abby's terrified eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by the madness of a bad boy. Even the shape of a keyhole appeared on his forehead, and a purple eye was stuck in the keyhole. With a smile in it.

Only then did the old man nodded in satisfaction, and the next step was to ask the descendant to go for a walk on the street.

Chapter 297: The Wraith-like Assassin

Tonight is definitely not a quiet night. In an alley, a priest with a cross in his hand was dripping with cold sweat, constantly vigilant about his surroundings. At the same time, he was holding a special high-pressure water gun in his hand. Holy water, to deal with demons and resentment, such a water gun is extremely useful.

It's just that I don't know what's going on, the existence I met today, my pistol can't do much at all, but I really feel a lot of resentment, isn't it a resentment?

Hahahaha.....

The indistinct laughter came to the ears again, which made all the church members straighten up. The muscles that were slightly relaxed were tightened again. Damn, I have already run so far, why? Still haven't got rid of that wraith?I must get help from other church personnel as soon as possible.

Just by himself, maybe even by a combatant of his level, I'm afraid he can't do anything to that terrifying wraith at all!

This is the first time this church member has felt such a sense of powerlessness. This church member has always felt that his journey has been very smooth. Whether it is grades or combat effectiveness, he is already considered good at his age. But now the church member just wants to slap himself and tell himself why he didn't take the No. [-] spot and make himself stronger.

Maybe if I am stronger, I won’t be in such a state. After all, this vengeful spirit is very likely to take my life. No wonder my friends keep telling me that Romania is very dangerous for a while, and I really should. Please take a leave of absence and let stronger people come to guard here.

But now I want to cry but have no tears, it is too late to say anything.

"Lord, please sprinkle the light on me, Lord, please set your eyes on my soul, and send miracles to your humble believers."

It's just that before the church member finished speaking, there was a wound cut by a sharp blade on his shoulder, and a black shadow flashed in front of him, but the church member couldn't catch it.

"Is there really a Lord in this world? If He exists, why didn't He come to save you? Just like he didn't save us in the first place."

Like a group of children talking, words with a bit of resentment emerged from his ears, and the cold sweat instantly soaked the back of this church member. Sure enough, this was a resentment with enough resentment in his heart, because the glory of the Lord did not Does it shine in his heart?

"We just want to live, can such a humble wish not be satisfied?"

The sharp dagger touched the church member's neck, and it was possible to slit the church member's throat at any time, and the cold voice reached his ears again, "Goodbye, no...farewell Yes, uncle of the Church."

The next moment, the church member's body froze, and his body straightened forward. There was the sound of flesh and blood being torn from his chest. His ribs were also directly broken at this moment, and his heart was directly pushed from the front of his body by a small hand. Pulled it out, then slowly pulled it back, and pulled it out from behind. This is a girl with a scar on her face, green eyes and white hair, but the girl's eyes are somewhat cruel no matter how you look at them.

Slowly licking the heart, the dripping blood, the white-haired girl showed a smile on her face, it was really delicious, as expected, the magic power contained in the heart is the best, feeling the life force turned into magic power, there is not much in my body The magical power gradually fills up, and this sense of accomplishment is indescribable.

The girl stood up and turned her eyes to the side of the city. There were new snacks there. After all, she had to leave here early this morning, so although it might be full, it would be better to just swallow the snacks.

"We are good children, if we just eat an extra bite of snacks, there should be no problem."

The white-haired girl was like a child from an ordinary family. She tapped her fingertips lightly, then took out from her pocket the white handkerchief that her mother had given her to wipe off the blood, and threw it directly at the victim she had just killed. Uncle's face.

But things didn't go as smoothly as the girl thought. Before the girl stepped out of the alley, the black key was thrown from a distance, and the sound of breaking wind was like a piercing cold blade. The white-haired girl immediately dodged towards a plate. If the dodge is not timely, these weapons will still penetrate the deadly position on her body, and if her "mother" has no magic power...

At that time, he will definitely withdraw.

With the sound of footsteps, a figure came to the entrance of the alley, and gently took off the robe on his body. At this moment, the powerful magic power slowly spread outward from the figure in front of him. Same, wearing black ecclesiastical attire with a small golden cross on the chest.

The black church attire fits very well, and even sets off the young man's body with a sense of abstinence. At the same time, the red cassock is draped over the black church attire, showing the strength and status of this young man in the church.

He has short reddish-brown hair, slightly golden eyes, and his indifferent expression is somewhat similar to that of a certain priest who likes to watch tragedies.

"It's still a step late... Wraith? No, it's still a bit different. So it's the heroic spirit summoned by the Holy Grail War? It should be some anti-hero..."

This is a young boy who was adopted by the priest Yanfeng in the church. At a young age, he is extremely good in both magic singing and combat ability. Huanxi, unlike his adoptive father, whose father does not seem to have any inner pursuits, is a boy who is widely popular.

However, in battle, he will definitely be like his father (foster father), who will carry out indifference and calmness to the end.

"I didn't expect to follow the cultists here, and there would be such unexpected gains. So everything is not a coincidence, but the guidance of fate. Unknown anti-hero, I will take your life here!"

After speaking, the young man raised his hands, obviously did not take out the red hilt, but shaped the black key out of thin air with magic power, and then threw the black key out again.

And the white-haired girl Heroic Spirit also moved very quickly, dodging a series of attacks by flipping backwards quickly, and at the same time quickly approached the young church member with a dagger, slashing the dagger directly towards the neck, with such The magical snacks can't destroy the sweet and delicious heart.

Chapter 298: Uncle and Nephew

Only after the sharp dagger approached the young priest, a holy sword appeared in the hands of the young priest accompanied by a golden light. Those who have learned about the sacred weapons in history, at least now, must be the holy sword Durandar projected in his hands.

Seeing the dagger waving in front of him, the holy sword stood up, accompanied by a crisp sound of metal collision, which echoed continuously in the whole alley. A smile appeared on the young priest's face. When it comes to close combat, he is not afraid of anyone Humans, even Heroic Spirits.

The holy sword in his hand was put away directly in the next moment, and then the movement of Bajiquan spread out, and the punch hit the heroic spirit in front of him fiercely. The powerful force even made the position of the white-haired girl heroic spirit's back , also appeared a small palm print.

At the same time, the white-haired girl immediately flew backwards, smashed into the alley, and coughed up a mouthful of blood after hitting the pile of garbage. Her eyes were full of inconceivability. Humans can really compete with their heroic spirits?

Can't continue to consume mana here!

The white-haired girl Heroic Spirit immediately made a judgment. He couldn't get the magic power back from other people. He could only get magic power by eating the magician's heart. The magic power he got now is not much, so he can't get it here. It was all drained the first night.

A few black keys appeared in the hands of the young priest again, while the white-haired girl raised her head, jumped and moved towards the roof of the building at a high speed, preparing to leave the building just like that. There is still a difference!

The young priest naturally also discovered the plan of the white-haired hero, and quickly threw the weapon in his hand, but it was only nailed to the wall.

"Goodbye, delicious big brother, I will definitely take out your heart next time, let's call it a night."

The young priest did not relax his vigilance because of such a sentence, but squinted his eyes and continued to be vigilant around him. After all, if he was an assassin, he might turn his back on his carbine and surprise him with a dagger.

It was not until it was confirmed that all the magic power around had dissipated that the young priests put away the weapons in their hands, and slowly relaxed, taking out their mobile phones from their pockets. After all, they are now in Romania, and with Heroic Spirit The battle has already been fought, so it's better to report it to my uncle.

Amakusa Shiro, who was waiting for the news of the two heroic spirits in the church, picked up his mobile phone, looked at the phone number and name displayed on the mobile phone, and raised his eyebrows involuntarily.

Amakusa Shiro is actually not that familiar with this cheap nephew. The reason why he is more familiar with his cheap nephew is actually because his nephew's name is Shiro. Translated in this way, the English names of the two people are pronounced very similar. Especially since they are both Yanfeng, no matter whether they are called by surname or first name, as long as the two of them are present at the same time, it is not easy to address them.

Therefore, except for necessary occasions, he will not stay with his cheap nephew.

In addition, I often travel around to prepare for the Holy Grail War, so I don't actually have much contact with him in private. Amakusa Shiro really can't guess why this kid is calling himself?

"Hey, my lovely nephew, what can I do for you?"

After hearing what the other person said, Amakusa Shiro sat up straight. He didn't expect that his cheap nephew would actually track down a group of heretics and come to Romania. He knows that his cheap nephew is good, but fighting with the heroic spirit...

Isn't this guy afraid that Heroic Spirit is stronger than him?

No matter what, he is his cheap nephew, if he really died in the hands of Yingling, he would be sad, of course, his younger brother, I am afraid there will be no waves in his heart.

After all, Shiro Amakusa, even after only being in contact with his brother for a short period of time, he has already seen that his brother, although his belief in the Lord has not wavered in the slightest, is abnormally distorted in his heart, but May someone help his younger brother to awaken, otherwise, it will be a disaster for this world.

But my cheap nephew came to Romania, and had already fought with the opponent's assassin. Isn't this a natural foreign aid?

"Since you have been targeted by the assassins on the other side, should you take refuge with Uncle? You have already been involved in this Holy Grail War, but it is not so easy to escape."

The young priest who had just walked out of the alley with his mobile phone suddenly threw the weapon in his hand in one direction, and a familiar made of mud flying above the sky was directly destroyed. The young priest sighed softly , it seemed that he was indeed being targeted, "I see, I'll go to where you are right now."

In the castle of the Tree of Thousand Worlds, Danic received the news from his own magician, and gently took the red wine on the table in his hand, "Huh? Have you finally found our single assassin? Did you fight with the master who is suspected to be the red side? Or a member of the church? When did the relationship between the clock tower and the church become so good? Is it to completely suppress us?"

If it is to completely suppress the rising Thousand Boundary Tree, then the possibility of cooperation between the two parties is indeed not small, but so what?The rise of the Thousand Worlds Tree was unstoppable from the moment it obtained the Holy Grail!

"Speaking of which, the berserker from the red side is charging us. Let's deal with this berserker tonight, and then go pick up our assassin tomorrow. If this assassin is disobedient, then it is necessary It's excluded."

Danik's eyes shone red under the reflection of the red wine, his expression was extremely cold and completely different from the attitude and expression he had before Vlad III, as the head of a large family who calculated many people, How could Danik be a scheming person?Of course, acting talent should be top-notch, otherwise, how could Vlad III trust him.

Maybe Vlad III didn't expect that his upright self would be summoned by such a person.

For Danik, it doesn't matter if an assassin is eliminated. First of all, they have an advantage on their side with the Holy Grail. Secondly, instead of accepting a landmine that may betray, it is better to eliminate the landmine directly.

Chapter 299: The Chaos of the First Night

"Love! Love!! Hahahaha!!"