"What are they reading?"

"Ancient Latin, don't talk about you, I don't understand."

After the priests below began to pray, all the small voices of the audience disappeared, except for the voices of the few men in black cloaks who wandered around like ghosts.

"It's absolutely forbidden here." Dante leaned into Siyuan's ear and said, "No matter what system of spells can't be cast, these people are either sacrifices or anti-mages." ”

"Anti-mage?"

"Yes, people who specialize in restraining all kinds of spell masters, don't underestimate these guys, just a few of them, even if you summon the doomsday to come, you can cancel it out, and no magic can break their forbidden demon barrier."

"This ...... Isn't it invincible? ”

"No, you can go over and stab them to death with chopsticks." Dante kept shaking his feet: "These anti-mages are extra dishes, specially reserved for you." ”

Siyuan was stunned: "Give it to me?" ”

"Yes, it seems that there is a big move today, the main lord is here, look good."

Following his words, Si Yuan looked over, and the old man had changed into a white robe, wearing a semi-enclosed golden helmet on his head, and the helmet was inlaid with a sapphire the size of a goose egg, which was shiny. On the scepter in his hand is a golden pearl, exuding an extremely comfortable aura.

"That helmet is called the Crown of Heaven, and the jewel on it is said to be Lucifer's last pure tear before his fall, and the pearl on the scepter is the all-seeing eye, representing the all-knowing and all-powerful Lord." Dante crossed his arms: "This set is probably the strongest equipment in the whole of Europe, much stronger than my Pandora." See the two women standing behind the old man? They are the spirits of these two weapons. It was so powerful that I could barely defend myself against their attacks. ”

Siyuan nodded: "I have ever seen the strongest machine spirit ......"

"Dream scales, huh." Dante chuckled: "Don't worry, the dream scales are ancient weapons, and there is probably no one in the whole of Europe who can match them except for the heart of the earth." ”

"Heart of the Earth?"

"Hmm, but don't worry, the heart of the earth is the heart of your leylines, don't say it, you can't see it." Dante stretched his arm: "It's time for the show." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man began to give a long speech. Talk about history, religion, and politics. Siyuan didn't understand at all, but suddenly Joan of Arc stood up with an excited expression and began to talk to the old man loudly.

Siyuan stood up, but was pulled down by Dante: "The old man is questioning Joan of Arc's piety. Now you're going up and you're making trouble. ”

"I don't understand what to do!"

"When on board. Didn't the Yankees give you a translator? Put it on! ”

"I forgot to bring ......" Siyuan touched his head: "That works?" ”

"Of course, it's a pretty good thing, I took a lot of effort to get one. An artifact that transcends language barriers. ”

"It's a pity...... I didn't bring it, you can translate it for me. ”

Dante glanced at Siyuan strangely, sighed helplessly, and coughed: "The old man said that Joan of Arc is no longer suitable to be a guardian, she has given up the creed she should have obeyed, he can feel the evil aura wandering around Joan of Arc, saying that the devil is tempting his proudest disciple." ”

"This old ass." Siyuan frowned: "And then?" ”

Dante's expression became stern: "Damn! This old man is a good man, he says that only fire can drive away Joan of Arc's sins! ”

"Burn at the stake?" Siyuan's eyes glared at the boss: "The second time? ”

"Probably yes." Dante's breath became short: "If her will is really strong enough, the fire of divine punishment will not hurt her in the slightest!" ”

At this moment, Joan of Arc seemed to be in a hurry, and she slammed up to the stage, staring at the old man with her eyes, and nodding in a sonorous voice.

This time, Siyuan couldn't sit still anymore, he ignored Dante's resistance, turned over and jumped from the second floor, and stood in front of Joan of Arc in a few moves: "I refuse!" ”

This scene was like a marriage robbery, although he spoke Chinese, only the people present who had not burned out their brains knew what he was going to do, and the old man's face showed a meaningful smile.

Joan of Arc looked around anxiously, and waved his hand quickly while giving Siyuan color, but Siyuan didn't intend to pay attention to him at all, but jumped on the stage and grabbed Joan of Arc's hand: "Translate for me!" ”

After speaking, he pointed to the old man: "This person is fake!" ”

Joan of Arc hesitated for a moment, lowered his head and truthfully translated Siyuan's words, and then the whole venue suddenly boiled, and the believers began to be angry and rioting, at this moment Siyuan has become a devil who defiles faith, and some people with weapons have even pulled out their guys, ready to give Siyuan a grand exorcism dinner.

"It's good to be young." Dante snapped his fingers, the big sword was unsheathed, and then handsomely jumped off the high platform and stood beside Siyuan, holding his arms: "What he said is right, His Majesty is indeed not true." ”

Although Dante is not in the same system as these people, he is a hero of France and even Europa, and there are few people here who do not know him.

But the old man, after being exposed in this way, did not panic at all, but stretched out his arms and shouted, his voice trembling serenely, like a kind weeping old man bitterly admonishing an ignorant young man.

"I forgive your ignorance, please get out of here."

The old man suddenly changed his language to Chinese, and looked at Siyuan and Dante with pity in his eyes, as if they were the ones who had done something wrong.

In the face of the excitement of the audience, Siyuan glanced back at Dante, and Dante shook his head to signal him not to speak, and then the handsome uncle threw off his cloak, and his figure flashed, and a revolver that exuded the smell of death was already on the old man's temple.

Suddenly, the sound of sirens sounded throughout the Great Hall, and all the paladins changed into battle clothes and poured in from all directions. Facing a group of former comrades, Joan of Arc took a long breath and slowly pulled the blade of her victory oath from her back, across her chest, and straightened her waist.

"If you're the real Mr. Arroyo, I'm sure my weapons won't be able to hurt you."

Dante's expression became hideous, and while guarding against the two machine spirits next to him, he held the old man hostage and slowly retreated towards the base of the wall, and Siyuan found that his spell was really sealed and there was no way to use it. He had no choice but to put on the Sarotan Rattan Armor, but ...... In the end, the Saluo vine armor is demon armor. When he put it on. The demonic aura emanating from his body soared into the sky, and even the spell array arranged by the enemy mage could not restrict the soaring of this demonic aura, and the originally huge temple full of divine aura was stuffed in by the demonic aura in an instant. Those paladins who had been battling demon spirits for many years immediately reacted to what kind of aura this was.

"Demons! He's a demon! The devil really corrupted Dante and Joan of Arc!! ”

I don't know where a call came from. The believers immediately exploded. But worried about the old man's safety, they didn't dare to rush forward, and those paladins wearing tight elastic vests also came to the forefront. blocked Siyuan and his entourage on the stage.

The battle was about to break out, but Siyuan found that the two machine spirits had not taken any action from the beginning to the present, while the old man had his eyes half-closed unhurriedly and a smile on his face.

Siyuan pulled Joan of Arc and slowly retreated to Dante's side: "Be careful of deceit." ”

"It's not a deception, it's his goal achieved." Dante smiled and glanced at Siyuan: "There's nothing to say, your demon armor has come out, you are really a demon." ”

"Young man, you are really promising children, it's a pity...... Too impulsive. The old man suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Siyuan and smiled slightly: "I, the immortal Ah ......"

"Bang!"

With a roar that resounded through the sky, the gun in Dante's hand spewed out scorching flames, and the bullet slid down the old man's temple, because it was a bullet prepared to kill monsters, so the bullet penetrated super strongly, his head was instantly blown open, and the brain and tissue fluid splashed onto the wall, and the person fell to the ground without warning.

"They killed His Majesty!"

With a greeting, countless golden lights flashed in the Great Hall, and then all those who were qualified to wear the armor of the Paladin put on their knightly armor, holding the neat and uniform Crusader sword in their hands, and they were murderous.

Dante glanced back at the machine spirit, which had been indifferent until now, and laughed: "You guys go together!" ”

Three of them against three thousand, Siyuan really experienced such a big scene for the first time, he didn't know why Dante would do such a thing, but now there was no buffer room, they were surrounded by death.

Although Siyuan was wearing seemingly heavy armor, his body was not dull at all, and people were constantly knocked out by him between flashes and movements, but the tigers couldn't stand the wolves, those knights were professionally trained, they knew how to deal with Siyuan, a guy who was locked in a turtle shell, these people were fearless of death under the support of faith, and the holy light on their bodies was shattered by Siyuan again and again, but the tide-like attacks did not stop at all, and Siyuan couldn't block all the attacks at all, Those fish that slipped through the net all hit the same part of Siyuan's body, and Siyuan, who was strong and extremely defensive, also felt that half of his body had been shocked and numb, and his left arm could barely be lifted.

"Weapons! Grab your weapons! ”

Dante kicked away a knight who had attacked Siyuan from behind, stood behind him, panting and waving his black Pandora, and after a while Joan of Arc came closer, and the three of them formed a triangular defensive circle back to back.

"I'm ......" Siyuan suddenly stopped attacking and stood there: "Actually, I originally planned to entertain Zuo Mingxuan with this move. ”

Before his words could land, more than a dozen high-ranking knights suddenly jumped up from behind the crowd, raising the giant sword in their hands above their heads, trying to use the weight of their own armor and weapons plus a charged blow to shatter Siyuan's shell.

But at this moment, the armor on Siyuan's body exploded in an instant, all the parts exploded in the air at a speed close to the speed of sound, and the fine scales were combined again into thousands of scale balls less than the size of a fist, and then after Siyuan's order, these balls dismantled by the armor turned into meteors and rushed out aimlessly towards the crowd.

Suddenly, the auditorium was like a heavy rain, and the sound of clanging sounded in the hall. The balls formed by those scales have a general spirituality, and they will never stop if they don't hit the target, but they don't rush to kill them all, after shattering the armor or repelling the personnel, it immediately changes the target, and the process is very fast, so fast that except for a few super powerful knights, including thousands of believers and those low-level knights, they are basically all hit, and there are very few people standing on the field in less than a second.

"You...... You killed them all? Joan of Arc couldn't believe that what was happening in front of her was just an outburst. And so all the people fell. Siyuan's horror was beyond his imagination.

Siyuan was now in a completely demonized state, and after hearing Joan of Arc's words, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the few high-level paladins who were still dealing with the Dream Scale Ball: "I promised a person, I will never kill!" ”

His voice has completely changed. Siyuan doesn't sound like a human at all now. That kind of metallic super bass. Jeanne d'Arc couldn't help but take two steps back. And the demonized Siyuan can't be called a human at all, the appearance of such a monster looks really terrifying. But there was one thing that surprised Joan of Arc, such a hideous-looking monster, but the aura emanating from its body was more peaceful than the purest holy light, which made people fear and respect it without feeling a trace of evil.

Without the blessing of magic, these paladins were unable to resist the attacks of the Dream Scale Ball, and were quickly knocked down, and most of them fainted from the heavy blows.

In an instant, the situation that had been struggling to defend was overturned, and on the battlefield of thousands of people, Siyuan only took a few seconds to make everyone fall.

"After today...... I'm afraid we won't be able to gain a foothold in France. Dante leaned against the wall tiredly and slowly slid to the ground: "If I go to your place, will I arrange a job?" ”

And Joan of Arc stared at Siyuan's eyes: "You...... Are you really you? ”

Demon Siyuan didn't speak, but the scales and sharp angles on his body faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then he took out a cigarette from his pocket with trembling hands, but because his body was consumed too much, he couldn't take out a cigarette for a long time.

"Hey, girl. Have you seen it, and do you still question where your power comes from? Dante slowly stood up with his sword propped up his body: "You can go, but I didn't expect this guy to hang up like this?" ”

"A lot of twists and turns have a happy ending." Siyuan sighed, sat on the steps, and put his hands on his knees: "I can't walk...... That's my ultimate move. ”

"What...... That's your ultimate, huh? It's too bad, right? Although Dante admired it in his heart, he didn't think so: "This kind of words, if I have a stronger defense, it's basically useless." ”

Siyuan turned his head to look at him and laughed: "I can make it a ball, and I can turn it into a cone." ”

When Dante heard this, he was stunned on the spot...... If the blows just now were all cones instead of balls, and that blow could have knocked a high-level Templar into a concussion and coma, I'm afraid ...... There's really nothing to stand in the way.

"I'll help you." Joan of Arc walked up to Siyuan, gently grabbed his arm, and whispered, "Thank you......"

"Thank me for what?"

"Didn't kill them."

"Don't thank me, I don't kill." Siyuan wiped the blood from the wound on Joan of Arc's face with his thumb: "Let's go...... Otherwise, I'll wait for reinforcements to come, and I won't have the strength to fight again. You didn't let the white angel come out this time, you did a good job. “

Joan of Arc smiled gently: "She won't come out in the future." ”

But when Siyuan stood up, the corner of his eye suddenly caught a glimpse of something behind him that suddenly moved, he coldly grabbed Joan of Arc's collar and threw her aside with all his strength, saying that it was too late and that it was fast, a ray of light pierced Siyuan's arm at the moment when Joan of Arc was wrong, if he hadn't pulled Joan of Arc away, that position happened to be Joan of Arc's heart.

"I didn't expect you to be really strong, but it's okay, so that I can stand up without scruples."

The old man's voice came from behind, Siyuan stood up with his arms covered and turned his head, and found that the old man whose braincase had blossomed actually stood up slowly, half of his head was still open, and the red and white things in it were still flowing out, looking terrifying and disgusting.

Dante's eyes widened and he gasped, and before he could speak, he picked up his sword again.

"Thank you for helping me relieve my scruples." The old man stretched out his hand and pinched the void, and the head of a high-ranking knight who had just woken up and was struggling to stand up burst like a balloon: "I am very relieved that you are so powerful. At first, I thought I didn't have to do it. I'm still a little lost there. ”

"You! You're alive! ”

Joan of Arc guarded Siyuan with her sword sideways, her eyes looked as if she was about to breathe fire, and she looked at the knight who was shot in the head: "You damn it!" ”

"Damn? Haven't I already died? ”

The old man was now standing up straight, still wearing the crown on his head, holding the scepter that symbolized power and power in his stiff hands, his eyes were slowly recovering, and the wound on his head was healing at a visible rate.

"Kill you! You're the devil! ”

Joan of Arc picked up the guy and rushed forward, but Siyuan shouted, "Don't! ”

But in the end, it didn't have time, just when Joan of Arc slashed with a sword. A golden film suddenly appeared in the air. The great sword rippled on the top of the head, then flew upside down, and finally slammed into the wall, and even the wall was punched out.

In the blink of an eye. The old man was completely restored to normal. He looked at Siyuan with his head held high: "Your identity is very mysterious. Is that right? ”

Siyuan whistled: "I don't know how you did it, but I tell you that it is taboo to resurrect the dead." You occupy his body, use his powers, do you know what you're doing? ”

"Knowing too much won't do you any good."

At this time, Joan of Arc also jumped down from the wall, although this kind of Cheng Dù injury could not hurt her at all, but the impact just now also made her tumble inside.

"I'm angry, Arroyo is angry."

Siyuan frowned and slowly walked in the direction of the old man, and when he walked in front of his film, he stopped and looked up into the old man's eyes.

This was Siyuan's mistake, really. If he could be a little more careful, it would be impossible not to notice the faint trace of dead air in his breath, although he had a strange feeling at the beginning, but at that time he didn't expect it to be dead at all!

If you had thought about it earlier, you would have been able to take precautions in advance, so that even if a dead person was killed, he would not be able to turn up the storm in Siyuan's hands.

But now...... Si Yuan didn't think of a good way to restrain this guy, because he not only had a dead spirit, but also had the power of the original owner of his body, the royal guard against the royal guard, it was an evenly matched battle, not to mention whether Si Yuan could defeat him, just the previous wave of consumption had already made Si Yuan a little tired.

Fatigue is not a good thing, and if you are not careful, this one will be problematic.

"What do you want?"

"What do I want?" The old man's eyes swept around: "I want you to get out of my sight, and I want Joan of Arc to stay." ”

"Impossible." Siyuan put his hands behind his back: "I don't have the habit of selling my teammates, I want to fight." ”

"It's bold, but I don't do anything to her, I need her to help me stabilize the situation here, that's all." The old man slowly approached Siyuan, and the two of them were finally separated by only a golden barrier: "I don't want the guests from afar to have a conflict. ”

Siyuan propped his hands on the barrier, making a stinging sound, he stared at the old man's eyes and said word by word: "I. Want. You. Target. Life. ”――

Everyone, I'm about to push the seal, I think it's so surprising...... The results of this book are actually not good, but it is really not easy to be able to put it on the seal.

It's about the 17th, so let's give some face when the time comes...... Help my brother support the scene, otherwise Shangfeng Tui is still so bleak, it will really make people laugh, it's so sad, isn't it? That's right, I'm such a sad fat man, as for the editor to let me explode, I really just said as much as possible, 910,000 a day or something, it's too difficult for me, and it will kill me.

So, everyone to the day, please really cheer, this may be the most important recommendation of this book in my life, I'm afraid there will be this opportunity in the future, I thank you here!

Remember, Seventeenth. Everyone calls friends or something, I'm really weak alone, and if I vote for myself for a monthly ticket and recommend, Nima will be banned and sealed, which is a tragedy. So this can only depend on everyone, those who have money to hold a money field, and those who don't have money to hold a personal field, I will send a single chapter to remind everyone when the time comes...... Momoda~~~ (To be continued......)