Perhaps to delay the escape of her companions, perhaps because of the unwillingness and resentment in her heart, or more likely just to live a little longer, the female assassin rushed straight up with a short knife and dagger and launched an attack on Wang Hao.

"Oh, oh, that's a lot of courage. ”

The slash to the boy's neck was interrupted by the slashing sword, and in order to prevent himself from meaninglessly severing his right hand, Hassan gave up the assassination plan and threw the short knife in his hand hard.

Turning his head to dodge the silent blade, Wang Yu was shocked to find that a long sword had pierced in front of his eyes, causing his pupils to shrink suddenly.

Hurriedly parrying the pitch-black matte long sword, the young man, who had been a little embarrassed for the first time since the start of the battle with the Assassin, smiled with interest.

"yes, that's good enough. ”

Down丨Yin, heart, larynx!

Instantly struck out three swords, infused with magic power of the pitch-black long sword like an elusive black shadow, without a trace of killing intent leaked, just like smiling and handing over the sharp blade in his hand, this is the strength of "Hassan of a Thousand Faces"!

"Qiang, Qiang, Cang Langlang!!"

Blocking the first two swords with a thin sword, when the last sword stabbed, the slender red blade in the young man's hand also stabbed forward-for-tat, and when the tips of the swords were about to collide, he drew a circle lightly, and used the entangled force to twist the long sword out of Hassan's hand, and clamped it with another sword in his hand, the two thin swords were like two large chopsticks, Wang Hao's wrist shook, and he threw the sharp long sword back.

"I said don't tell me you call it Ghost Shadow Fencing. ”

Aiming the spearhead at the former master's long sword and grazing Hassan's cheek, Wang Yu shrugged, as if he had lost the mood to continue playing, pulled out a silver card from his arms, and smiled mysteriously.

"Alright, your last value is for me to get used to the power of this spell card."

As the dazzling silver card sank into his chest, Wang Hao's body began to make a chilling crackling sound, as if something essential was changing.

The Assassin tried to escape, but his body refused to listen to him, and he struggled in vain, waiting for death to come.

"Whew~ It's really strong"

A hoarse and heavy male voice sounded, and a huge black shadow gradually enveloped the desperate assassin, looking at the hideous face of the young man, the assassin clenched the dagger in his hand, and summoned the last trace of courage and determination to rush towards Wang Hao!

Then, she heard a crisp, familiar sound.

"Click"

It was the familiar sound of her neck bone breaking.

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"Damn, damn! That demon, that demon! He dared to kill Joan of Arc, he dared to kill Joan of Arc!!!"

"Lord Devil!Lord Devil, be careful!!"

Having lost an arm and a leg, and with a withered, chapped face, Caster crawled on the ground in disarray, crying in pain and helplessness, like a lost child.

"Joan of Arc"

Ignoring the Master beside him, Gilles de Ray wept bitterly, turning the anger and despair in his chest into resentment.

[Ant, you've lost the person you love the most, haven't you?]

"Yes, yes, abominable gods, abominable gods!!! in order to keep their ugliness from leaking, they actually killed Joan of Arc!! they dared to kill Joan of Arc!!!!"

As if grasping the last straw, his remaining right hand no longer covered his face, but raised his hand eagerly towards the sky, looking sincere and fanatical.

"But you have a way, right?!You must have a way!!

"Save your most faithful servant, and let Jeanne d'Arc meet again!!!

"For this, I will do whatever it takes to !!"

[Oh, is this true, if I wanted your soul, would you give it?]

Laughing hoarsely, Gilles de Ray waved his arms as if he were mad, and cried out:

"Take it, take it all, magic, flesh, spirit, soul, all !!"

"As long as I can see Joan of Arc! as long as I can see her again!!"

Muddy tears flowed down the chapped cheeks of the French marshal, and without their original grace, he collapsed on the filthy ground, his voice suppressed and sad.

"As long as I can see her again!!! everything I have, you can take it all!!!!!"

"Good. ”

The black-haired, black-eyed, snake-robed boy smiled and pointed the staff in his hand on the back of Gilles de Ray's head, and the majestic mad spiritual power instantly rushed into it, creating the last false warmth for Caster.

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"Jill, Jill, wake up, you haven't gotten up yet, this is not like you usual. ”

What the?

The handsome young man in iron armor opened his eyes in a daze, and the girl's awe-inspiring and delicate face turned against the light, making him a little unable to see clearly. A strand of long blonde hair fell on his face, and the itchy sensation woke him up.

"Joan of Arc?!"

Gilles de Ray sat up suddenly, nearly colliding head-on with the girl.

"It's me, panicked, Jill are you sick?"

The young girl's unusual behavior made the girl a little puzzled, and her long golden hair reflected the sunlight, making her look holy and noble.

Gilles de Ray stared blankly at Joan of Arc, tears streaming uncontrollably.

"What's wrong? Jill is uncomfortable?"

"No, no. I'm fine, very good. Carelessly, wiping his face with his hard, cold armor, Gilles de Ray gave a cheeky smirk.

"It's just so happy, nothing. ”

Looking at the girl who was still suspicious, the young man who didn't want to say anything changed the topic.

"Your hair?"

"Oh, this. ”

The fair-skinned jade hand without armor stroked her long hair, and a beautiful smile comparable to the blazing sun bloomed on the girl's face.

"Didn't you say that it was better for girls not to cut their hair? I went back and thought about it, and you were right, it is true that prestige in the army is not established by appearance, but by military merit. ”

The holy green eyes looked at the young man with a dull expression, and the firm will in them made Jill feel an indescribable sour feeling in his heart.

"So, will you help me?"

Resisting the urge to shed tears, swallowing the happiness, pain, and nostalgia in his heart, the young marshal took the girl's outstretched hand, put his forehead on it, and replied in a choked voice: "I will be with you." ”

"Forever. ”

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"Smack"

The end of the steel-clad staff smashed Gilles de Ray's skull, and the corpse disintegrated into pitch-black magic was absorbed by the boy with a smile. As a result, visible to the naked eye, the originally black and white eyeballs completely turned into an abyss-like bottomless black.

"This is the black dawn that we have given you, hope in despair, despair like hope. ”

"Thanksgiving, Ant. ”

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