Joan of Arc, who hurried to the scene of the battle between Gilgamesh and Arjuna, had seen a lot of strong winds and waves, and was also shocked by the scene in front of him. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The radius of five hundred meters has been completely reduced to a battlefield, filled with broken golden weapons, and there is a faint trace of blue thunder beating in the air, exuding a palpitating light.

The two people in the air and underground still have no intention of stopping, you come and go, and the fight is not lively.

As strong as Gilgamesh, there were also a few scorched black spots on his golden armor, which were eroded by the lightning light, and Arjuna on the other side was not much better, there were several cracks in his white robe, and a trace of blood flowed out of the wound and dripped to the ground.

The two of them had already discovered Joan of Arc, but they had not seen it, and now their minds were full of thoughts about defeating the man in front of them, and they had no other thoughts.

Joan of Arc also felt a headache, neither of these two people was a good talkative character, did they really have to rely on force to separate the two?

Although Arjuna is the "bad guy" who has robbed the Holy Grail, Joan of Arc, as the adjudicator, will not join forces with one side to destroy the other unless it is absolutely necessary, this is the mission and rules given to her by the Holy Grail, and she cannot break it.

"Enough!" Joan of Arc roared, his voice crisp and majestic.

Gilgamesh stood with his chest crossed, glancing at her coldly and ignoring her, and Arjuna did the same.

Joan of Arc was so angry that she frowned, and it never felt good to be ignored. She's a saint, but she's just a 17-year-old girl.

Just when the atmosphere of the three parties here is very weird, the Sanchengdong side has also turned the world upside down.

The rose shattered hundreds of wooden stakes in the field, and the ground, which had been reduced to ruins, fell by as much as a meter.

Lancer's eyes narrowed slightly, his face was not ugly, but it was definitely not good-looking, although the destruction of these stakes was not a big drain on him, as long as the leylines on the soles of his feet belonged to him for a day, he could endlessly summon more stakes until his magic power was exhausted.

Nero endured the bone-piercing pain in her chest, and even as she watched a stake grow from her heart, she bit her lower lip and said nothing.

This is a trait of the Punishment King, every time an enemy is hit, the concept of "pierced" is generated, and then the stake will start from the heart and start outwards until the enemy has been pierced enough and then dies in agony.

At the moment when the two faced each other, a violent and undisguised force came closer and closer from a distance.

Lancer raised his head vigilantly and looked into the distance, as if he saw a tall black figure running wildly as far as his eyes could see.

Nero breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Cui Shun in the far corner, and nodded gratefully.

With a loud bang, the tall figure landed in front of Nero, looking at Lancer with a high battle intent and a clear smile.

Although he and Rome have a deep hatred, he has not completely lost his mind, and he can tell that the first target now is the man in front of him, not the Roman emperor behind him.

“berserker。” Lancer muttered, but instead of showing a panicked look, he laughed as if some ploy had succeeded.

Looking at his smile, Nero was a little uneasy for some reason, but now his side was two against one, and although he was hit by a move, one stake was not enough to kill, no matter how Lancer looked at it, it was a certain death.

So where does his self-confidence come from?

At this moment, a dazzling wave of magic power was generated from the opposite side of the Han River, with a dazzling white light.

"The plan has finally begun."

This fluctuation not only alarmed Nero, who was a river away, but also stunned Gilgamesh, who was fighting Arjuna, for a moment, at the cost of a thunderbolt shot in his shoulder.

Gilgamesh's eyes widened with rage, and Joan of Arc's face changed dramatically.

Turning his head to look in the direction of the white light, as if he had thought of something, his delicate body couldn't stop trembling.

"Lord Adjudicator, Lord Adjudicator!" Seleucus's voice sounded from the car in the distance, and he stretched out his head and waved his arms and shouted, "Fooled! ”

"Their goal is the caster!"

*****

A few decades ago, Gangbuk was the only wealthy district in Seoul, where high-ranking officials and chaebols lived for generations, but since the development of South Korea's economy and the development of Gangnam, Gangbuk has gradually become depressed, leaving only a small number of families who do not want to leave, and the rest are poor.

With the spread of Hallyu, Gangnam's image as a deep-rooted wealthy district has been deeply rooted in the minds of audiences in various countries, and Gangbuk has become synonymous with ghetto.

Since the last meeting at Walkerhill, Guildrey has taken Matsushita Kurunosuke to live in Jiangbei, and although the place they live in is not a mansion, it is much better than their previous kennel in Kowloon Village.

It was still a quiet night, and Gildere, who had searched for the medium needed to summon such a thing, was sitting at the dining table with Tsunosuke Matsumoto, who had worked as hard all day, eating quietly.

Guildrey looked at the lingering tiredness on Matsumoto Kunosuke's face, and felt a little distressed, but he understood Kunosuke's character and didn't say anything to persuade him.

"Caster, where are we going to find it tomorrow?" Matsumoto Kuranosuke raised his head and asked.

Guildley smiled, his huge eyes and bloody mouth were very strange together, "Let's go to a farther place tomorrow, and go to Gyeonggi Province to have a look." ”

"Okay." Matsumoto Tsunosuke smiled at him as well, and then lowered his head and picked up the rice in the bowl again.

Just as the two of them were enjoying dinner, two magic fluctuations that were no more than a minute apart suddenly appeared, causing the two people who were eating to stop their chopsticks at the same time.

"Caster, is something wrong?" Matsumoto Rannosuke isn't even a magician, but I don't know if it's because his servant is a caster, and he's always sensitive to magic fluctuations.

Guildley didn't speak, just stared into the distance without blinking his huge bronze bell-like eyes. After a long time, he smiled at Su Zhisuke, "Eating and eating is none of our business." ”

"But......" Matsumoto Kuranosuke wanted to say something, but when he saw Caster shaving rice expressionlessly, he couldn't say anything.

For a moment, the atmosphere was quiet again, but with a hint of weirdness.

Gildere, who finished eating a bowl of white rice in one go, put down the dishes and chopsticks, looked ahead with a somewhat dull expression, sighed and said, "Let's go, Sunosuke, let's go and have a look." ”

A flash of surprise flashed across Matsumoto's face, wiped his mouth, and nodded vigorously.

Since when have I become the same as before?

No, maybe, I've never changed.

As soon as Gildere, who had made up his mind, walked out of the gate with Kunosuke Matsumoto, he felt the hairs on his neck stand up, and goosebumps crawled all over his body in an instant.

"Stand back!"

Guildrey only had time to push Matsumoto back and roll around on the ground in a very ugly way, and a mysterious knife light grazed his scalp and shot it onto the doorbeam, splashing a cloud of sawdust.

The dark courtyard was full of flowers and plants, but there was no sound, and even the sound of breathing seemed to disappear.

Guildray still couldn't believe that the person who came had quietly bypassed the warning magic he had planted, this level of aura blocking, even among the old men in the mountains, was only a handful, if he hadn't relied on a fleeting instinct to perceive the danger keenly, he would have died in the first blow.

"Yo."

"Uncle is very powerful."

A little girl's voice could be heard in the air, but the source was constantly changing, making it impossible to tell where she was.

"Who are you?" Guildley stood up and glanced at Matsumoto Kunosuke behind him.

"She's an impostor." Another male and female voice sounded in the air.

"Who do you say is an impostor! You're an imposter! ”

"You, that means you!"

"Yikes! I'm fighting with you! ”

Hey, please respect your opponent, okay? Guildre's head was full of black lines.

"You really look up to me, two servants at once." Guildray interrupted the arguing with a sneer.

"Now, uncle, the master said, the caster is the most troublesome, give them time and they will make a big fuss, so I and this imposter will come, but in fact, I still want to meet the three knights." The little girl said again.

"Yikes! How did you tell all the battle plans! ”

"Ah, is it? You care about me! ”

Guildley brought a sneer, these two don't know if they are pretending to be stupid or really stupid, or do they think they have eaten me?

"I see, drag the three horsemen and make us think that your target is one of them, and then kill me without knowing it?"

"Bingo, uncle is so smart!"

"Hmph, what about being smart, a smart person who dies is not a smart person!"

Guildrey straightened his robes and smiled cruelly and bloodthirsty.

"Really? How do I think I won't die! ”

"Uncle, your smile is like me......"

Before the little girl could finish speaking, the entire courtyard was covered by a blue light curtain, and the dazzling white light soared into the sky. (To be continued.) )