Killing his opponent, Iskandar was not happy, he always felt that something was wrong, the opponent's master had left too early, as if he had already determined that this battle would be lost.

Moreover, on the way to the final sprint, he didn't encounter any powerful sniping, and he came to the other party's location smoothly, which was really weird.

With Yuki Asuna, the bee-eater caustic prayer came to the tall building where Shirai Moon was.

"I'm back!"

"Welcome back. ”

"Oops, I thought Semiramis was very powerful, so I didn't help her, but I lost~"

"It's okay if you lose, it's just a heroic spirit, just be safe. ”

How could Shirai Moon not know what the bee-eating Cao Qi had done? Even with Shirai Kuroko, who could teleport, Shirai Yue still monitored the entire battlefield with all his might, but Shirai Yue didn't plan to say anything, first of all, what does a queen of the Assyrian Empire have to do with him? or a guy with bad intentions. What's more, as Shirai Yue said, as long as the bee-eaters pray for a safe return.

Of course she knew, but she did it anyway, and she believed that Shirai would believe her, just as she had always believed in Shirai.

Yuki Asuna looked at the two people who were smiling at each other, and an inexplicable unwillingness welled up in her heart.

Suddenly, Shirai Moon stood up and looked in one direction, it was the first and most fierce battle!

At the same time, the battle in several other places that was still going on also stopped fighting and looked there.

"Sister, what's the matter? I haven't given up after so many years? I want to go to him with a little fox Heroic Spirit? You should know, there are a bunch of women around him, and he can't admit you. ”

Temporarily pausing the manipulation of the demon, Aosaki Orange pulled out a cigarette from his pocket.

"It doesn't matter, time will tell, everything is predestined. ”

"Since it doesn't matter, why don't you look for him now, your Heroic Spirit is Caster, so it should be easy to find him, right?"

“··· My Heroic Spirit is not Caster..."

"Master!" the Heroic Spirit on the side shook her fox tail and looked at her master with tears in her eyes, she didn't expect her Master to be so undisciplined.

"Even if your Heroic Spirit isn't Caster, you can find it during the day, Shirai House, don't you say you don't know where it is?"

Aozaki Orange directly tore all the cover of Aozaki Aoko.

"No Road! (verbose) I want you to take care of it, an old woman who no one wants!"

"Cut!"

It was said that the sore spot was pinched off the cigarette in Aozaki Orange's hand.

"Anyway, you didn't even fight with him, you won't also take a fancy to him, right?" Speaking of this, Aoko Aosaki looked at Aozaki Orange with a wary expression.

With a sneer, Aosaki Orange shook his head: "I don't fall in love with a flowery guy, as for why I didn't fight, I had a good revenge for a while." ”

Thinking of someone who could casually instruct someone to work under him, Aozaki Orange was very happy.

"Well, I'd love to chat with you after a long absence, but... You're coming, don't you want to defend yourself?"

After all, they are sisters, even if there was a huge conflict, now it is resolved, and time can wash away almost everything.

Aoko Aosaki had no choice but to order to the little fox on the side: "In front of Tamamo, defend the enchantment!"

"Yes!" Before getting the order, the god group Caster easily arranged a defensive barrier to wrap the three of them, but then again, it was clear that she was a heroic spirit, why didn't she let herself get into a fight?

"Are we still fighting?my dear sister~"

In the mountains of False Fuyuki City, a group of shadows pawed at each other and separated.

"Why don't you fight?"

Elquit snorted softly and looked at his sister coldly.

"I'm going to get my hair back!"

Elt Ruki Brunstad, a hybrid of the True Ancestor and the Dead Apostles, a vampire princess on the Dead Apostle's side, and a black vampire princess opposite the white vampire queen Elquit. Ruler of Blood and Pact.

She is also the older sister of Elquit and the one who took her hair away hundreds of years ago.

"But I don't want to fight. "Black Princess, [Ancient Red], Elt Luki stretched her moving waist and shook her head.

"You have to think clearly, the Heroic Spirits you summoned can't withstand the onslaught of the coming moment. ”

Erquit looked at Kazami Yuuka who was cultivating her body behind her, indeed, Kazami Yuuka, who was almost immobile now, could not block the next impact, and the heroic spirit summoned was very much to her liking, and Elquit didn't die like she did.

"Forget it, I'll let you go today..."

Unwillingly, Elquit muttered, and then used his ability to build a defense of boulders around the three of them.

"Nasty guy, where's your henchman?"

"Where should I be playing, I'm not worried about their strength~"

At this moment, the confident black princess did not expect that the guards she was proud of, or the family that had accompanied her for many years, would be in a bitter battle at this moment.

A big white-haired dog looked solemnly at the little girl who was manipulating blood on the other side, its power as the first ancestor of the twenty-seventh ancestor [primate killer] was useless to the other party, and when its power was covered, it seemed to have encountered some obstacles, and it disappeared in just an instant.

"Are you still fighting, little girl?"

Anyway, she doesn't want to fight, and basically no one can help anyone between them, so it is better to stop fighting early to deal with the upcoming impact.

When Ji Shen Qiusha heard this, he also landed on the ground, originally this was not the battle she provoked, it was the big white dog over there who could talk and pounced on him as soon as he saw it.

She also has to take the upcoming impact seriously, and it is better to take a temporary truce.

It's calm on one side, but it's bleak on the other. The two guards who had followed the black princess for thousands of years collapsed to the ground at this moment, and one was no longer alive.

As the sixth of the Twenty-Seven Ancestors and one of the three oldest Dead Apostles, Rezovor Sturut, holding the magic sword [True Demon], known as the Black Knight, raised his head with difficulty and looked at the figure in the luxurious black robe in front of him.

When he first entered this battlefield, he and his companion, the White Knight Fenner Brad Sfielding, who was also the Black Princess's guard, were attacked by this man, of course, the two of them began to fight back, but the result was like this, he was powerless to resist and fell to the ground to be slaughtered, and the White Knight was dead forever, and the most shocking thing was the ghosts standing behind the man. (To be continued.) )