The hooded girl stared blankly at the red rabbit horse that came to her, her eyes were confused and frightened, and although she was wielding a scythe-looking weapon, she was powerless to wield it. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sound of Fang Tian's halberd blowing her hood, her short shoulder-length hair fluttering with the strong wind, and a strand of tall silly hair looked quite cute.

But most importantly, the face under the messy short hair made Wang Huan extremely familiar.

The face of the girl under the hood has a dignified classical feeling, and the heroic spirit does not affect its beauty in the slightest, which is exactly the face of Saber, one of the seven heroic spirits in this Holy Grail War.

Exceptionally similar, there is almost no difference, the only difference may be the different temperament from King Arthur.

The girl in front of her looked very cowardly, without the murderous aura after experiencing the baptism of the battlefield, and without the firm and fearless temperament.

Wang Huan looked at the girl's face and was slightly stunned, but he knew a lot about the world of the moon, and he clearly knew the identity of the person in front of him according to the location in front of him.

Legend has it that King Arthur's distant descendants are descendants of "Little Grey" Grey.

Wang Huan couldn't stop Lu Bu's movements, but he had already told Lu Bu through the psychic connection that if he hurt the girl in front of him, Wang Huan would use his body to block the Heavenly Painting Halberd below.

Lu Bu's current mission was to protect Wang Huan, and he couldn't disobey the orders directly related to this, but his Fang Tian Painting Halberd still fell with a huge amount of blood-colored spiritual power!

The sharp tip of Fang Tian's halberd did not stab at Gray, but against her, slashing into the cemetery with the wooden plaque.

Impulsive!

A loud roar sent Grey aside, the wooden plaque recording King Arthur's deeds was destroyed, and the grass in the cemetery was cut open by Fang Tian's halberd, revealing a pitch-black hole.

Of course, King Arthur's real tomb is not here, or rather, in the Moon World, King Arthur does not have a tomb at all.

The remains of Glastonburg Abbey are just a symbolic memorial, of course, maybe there are secrets that Wang Huan doesn't know, otherwise how could Grey, a descendant of King Arthur's bloodline, be a grave keeper here?

Wang Huan frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything, because Lu Bu's purpose was obvious, and he wasn't doing senseless destruction.

In the grass that was swept away by Fang Tian's painting halberd, in the huge hole that was exposed, there was a person hiding.

A real Dead Apostle, perhaps.

The man was wearing a magician's robe, his brown eyes were full of consternation, his middle-aged face looked a little gloomy, the bridge of his nose was like an eagle, and his dark blonde curls were neatly groomed.

His heart was instantly pierced by Fang Tian's halberd.

"Heh, do you think I can't find out?" Lu Bu's cold voice carried a murderous aura.

However, Fang Tian didn't kill this person, because the Dead Apostles were already considered dead people, similar to vampires, and ordinary injuries from their bodies couldn't completely kill them.

The horror in the eyes of the middle-aged dead man turned into hideousness, and he stretched out his hand suddenly, several mysterious lines on his arm lit up, and several purple balls of light were about to shoot towards everyone.

"Die to me!" In the midst of a hideous laugh, the magic missile flew out instantly.

However, he didn't notice the calmness of Wang Huan's face.

In front of Lu Bu, if he wanted to fight back, Wang Huan didn't think that this dead man had that ability.

Perhaps the Twenty-Seven Dead Apostles in the Moon World are very powerful and terrifying, and some of them are even stronger than the top Heroic Spirits. However, most of the transformed Dead Apostles are still at the level of ordinary magicians, but they are a little more threatening to ordinary people.

Sure enough, Lu Bu snorted coldly, and at the moment when the magic missile shot out, the red rabbit horse stepped suddenly, and the flickering flames suddenly descended with the horse's hooves, instantly scattering the magic missile.

With a snap of the gun, the middle-aged dead apostle flew out of the graveyard's hole.

Just as Lu Bu wanted to tear it apart, a scythe suddenly pierced through the body of the middle-aged dead man, and the tip of the scythe shimmered with a faint holy light, as if with magical power.

The middle-aged dead man who was stabbed into the heart by Fang Tian's halberd and did not die, suddenly let out a miserable scream when the tip of the sickle pierced his body, and then there was no sound anymore!

A voice of surprise came from under Lu Bu's mask, and he turned his head to look at Gray, who was trembling and scythe-wielding the apostle.

"Interesting little girl, this scythe, no, the power of this gun is a little interesting......"

Lu Bu chuckled and gathered his weapons. After some killing, although he was more eager to fight the real strong, he had calmed down.

After all, his time in this world was less than ten minutes, and he could no longer go elsewhere to find the strong, Lu Bu frankly gave up this idea.

He lifted the confinement of the blood-colored spiritual power on Wang Huan, and took advantage of the last time to examine the different buildings in a foreign country.

Wang Huan jumped off the red rabbit horse with Sakura in his arms, and he looked at Grey with curiosity.

This is the one who called him to save him?

Wang Huan was a little puzzled, because judging by Grey's skills just now, even in the face of many ghouls and hidden dead apostles, this seemingly weak girl should be able to cope with it...... Does she really need to be saved?

Just when Wang Huan came to the gray-haired girl, Grey, who was wearing a gray robe, suddenly fell towards Wang Huan, her face was pale, her lips were bloodless, she muttered softly, and she was unconscious.

Wang Huan was slightly startled, and hurriedly supported Gray with one hand.

What's wrong with her?

Wang Huan heard Grey's constant murmuring in a coma at this moment: "Grey is so afraid of ghosts, those ghouls are so scary, so scary, help me, is there anyone to save Grey......"

The handsome monk's smiling voice sounded in Wang Huan's mind: "She was intimidated." This little girl, who is afraid of the dead, has been crying out for salvation before. I chose this call for you to improve your strength in the future, and you should be able to learn magic better in this country. ”

A grave keeper who is afraid of the dead?

Wang Huan shook her head with a smile, and put Grey, the descendant of the legendary King Arthurian bloodline, on the grass, and the sickle she held in her hand turned into a mysterious rune and merged into Grey's right hand at this moment.

Wang Huan's eyes glowing with holy light could see the disguise of this scythe, but it was actually an unusually holy rose spear, another weapon of King Arthur, the "holy lance".

Wang Huan ignored the unconscious Grey for the time being, and he looked at the corpse of the Dead Apostle on the side.

In the world of One Piece and Soul Street, Wang Huan basically has no need for foreign objects because of his own strength.

But in this type of moon world, wealth and magic materials can determine many things, and for the current Wang Huan, it is a big gain.

Well, that's right, it's time to touch the corpse, and see what rare equipment my European hand can find......