Only one step away, Al, who was sealed in space, clearly saw the sad look on Custer's face, and in an instant, that expression overlapped with the countless expressions that had appeared in his mind, "Disgusting, I don't need anyone's sympathy!" No one is needed either! No, you don't! ”

Al roared angrily like a beast in a cage, and the Excalibur in his hand suddenly resonated, blue flames enveloped the entire sword body, and the beating blue light reflected the strange smile on Al face, and the burning tip of the sword pierced the golden "glass".

Custer dodged sideways with agility, but still did not dodge the extremely fast speed, the tip of the sword pierced through his left shoulder, Custer felt a burning pain in his left shoulder, bright red blood flowed down the sword body to Al's hand holding the hilt, Al's eyes flashed with a bewitching red glow, he stretched out his tongue and licked the blood that flowed to the back of his hand, and his red eyes immediately reflected a greedy and crazy gaze like a beast.

"Lord Inspector, your blood is sweet." Al raised the corners of his mouth, Custer endured physical pain and mental struggle, looking at Al's beastly greedy red eyes, his mind suddenly flashed the familiar and unfamiliar face when he pointed the gun at him in the snowy night, and for the first time in his heart, such a rhetorical question was born: "Poru, sue me, have you really fallen?" ”

At this moment, the towering spire suddenly shone like the sun, and the warm light seemed to relieve the pain in his shoulder, and Custer took the opportunity to grit his teeth and grasp Excalibur's blade to pull out the metal that had pierced into his shoulder.

The blood flowed profusely, half of Custer's body was dyed red, looking at Castel's wolf appearance, Al pouted and withdrew the long sword in his hand in front of him: "This sealing array is really too fragile. As he spoke, he saw the burning blue light flickering like a meteor in the enclosed space, and in an instant, the small magic arrays around Al lost their golden brilliance, and the sealing array completely collapsed in front of Custer's eyes.

"So how about this sealing array!" The sound of the sun-like white light in the sky is infinitely amplified in the empty space. At this time, the twelve red robes on the altar raised their heads at the same time, and the twelve white pillars of light were thrown at Al, the light of the light pillars was too dazzling, Al felt that his eyes were stinged, and after this moment of hesitation, he felt that he was completely unable to move when he was trapped in the pillar of light.

"What's going on?" Al struggled, but even the blue flames on the Excalibur sword in his hand dimmed. At this time, Custer also raised his head and looked at the figure slowly descending from the sun's rays from the dome: "Twelve disciples! He exclaimed in surprise.

Al was still struggling: "Twelve Apostles! Did the old immortal president finally intervene? At this moment, a white-robed monk walked slowly towards Al. Al still smiled evilly and looked at the white-robed monk who walked in front of him: "Who are you?" Al asked dismissively.

At this time, the man took off the hood of the robe on his head, and the smile on Al's face froze for a moment, and his expression froze at the same time, as well as Custer's and even Hu Che and the Thousand Faces Thief, who were watching the battle, and the Thousand Faces Thief touched the chin of his "mask" and pouted the corners of his mouth and said, "You are really a clever liar, Mordred." ”

Al looked up at the familiar gray eyes and familiar face, his expression slowly calmed down, and he said in a relaxed tone: "Mordred, I knew you weren't dead. Mordred, dressed in a monk's white robe, said, "Yes, Your Highness. Al snorted self-deprecatingly:

"You call me that, you're sarcastic! Who are you? Is it the Black Knights of the Black Godfather, or my personal bodyguards, or one of the top vampire hunters, the 'Twelve Apostles'? Mordred's gray eyes still couldn't see any focus and expression changes: "Your Highness." Please put down your sword. ”

Al: "Ridiculous! I mean that I was very ridiculous, I thought I was a chess player, but it turned out to be a chess piece, ridiculous! Ridiculous! He laughed maniacally, his messy white hair obscuring his face, but he still held Excalibur in his hands.

Mordred sighed in a still respectful tone and said, "Your Highness, as someone who walks between hunters and vampires, please forgive me for not being able to understand your wishes. Al: "So you got an imposter to replace you, and you went to report to the 'old immortal'." Want to stop me? ”

Mordred replied, "Yes." Al laughed maniacally a few more times: "Haha! I've now finally discovered that it's not vampires who live in the dirtiest and darkest worlds, it's vampire hunters. Hahaha! Custer then asked Mordred in a loud voice, "What the hell is going on?" Mordred..."

Custer looked at his white robe embroidered with the coat of arms of the Hunters' Guild and hesitated, "Or should I call it... Branch Elder Adult. Instead of answering Custer's question, Mordred turned around and walked back into the ranks of the Twelve Apostles and said, "The enemy refuses to surrender and enforces the coercive ruling. ”

Al then turned his head to look at the twelve red-robed men on the altar who were indifferent: "Oh. Their mission is only to guard the Holy Grail, oh, it seems that I am the one who will be spurned after all. He looked up and saw a white javelin condensed in each of the hands of the twelve disciples who emitted holy light.

Custer: "What! Mandatory ruling! Hearing Mordred's words and seeing the holy spear in the hands of the twelve apostles, Custer waved the golden rose in front of Al regardless of a qiē, Mordred: "Custer. Roy. Do you want to defy the orders of the president? ”

Custer looked at Mordred coldly with murderous anger on his face: "I have to meet the elder in person to admit it." Mordred said lightly: "It's an eyesore." The pillar of sealing light instantly rushed towards him, and Custer jumped out of the way, and at this time, the cross stigma in the palms of the twelve disciples lit up. Custer exclaimed in his heart: "Not good! ”

Al looked at Custer, who was bound by the pillar of sealing light and rolled to the ground, and said a foolish word lightly, and then shouted to the twelve disciples: "Verdict? The so-called embodiment of justice is a name that is paid for the fact of how many sins are covered up. Bound tightly by the Sealed Pillar of Light, the Ark Beast-like Red Flame was unwilling and angry, staring at the twelve javelins glowing with holy light in mid-air.

In the end, his eyes were fixed on Mordred's body, and Mordred's unfocused gray eyes were also staring at him with their unfocused gray eyes lowered, and the tip of the holy spear in his hand was aimed at Mordred, and he said calmly: "Purify the fallen souls in the name of God!" ”

With that, twelve holy spears stabbed at Al like white lightning bolts at the same time. Al closed his eyes: "How much does it hurt if twelve shots pierce the body?" Although he thought so in his heart, his body did not tremble for a minute, why? You may have always thought that you were the most evil being, but you suddenly found that you were not the most evil one.

"Yes! Only one step away, as long as the Holy Grail fulfills my wish then the world will be peaceful forever, but it's a pity that it's only one step away, it's a pity—" He muttered a short sigh as he heard the sound of the blades breaking through the wind approaching from all sides.

How much does it hurt to be pierced by twelve guns? The sound of a large amount of blood gushing out of his body sounded clearly in his ears, and the warm blood splattered on the cold skin, and a lightning bolt swept through Al'.......s brain, and he opened his eyes instantly.

I saw that the bloody man whose body was pierced by twelve holy spears was blocked in front of him, his face was covered with blood and blurred his face, his lips moved, and as soon as he called out "Poru....", blood spurted out of his mouth uncontrollably, and although he felt the temperature of human blood on his face, Al still felt as if he was frozen.

His mind went blank, and he didn't know how to reach out and catch the ...... who had collapsed into his arms like a mountain, "Brother...", Al himself didn't know how to make this life call from his clogged throat. (To be continued......)

PS: Isn't it too cruel to my brother! Heartache, but that's what the plot needs! A group of characters: You will abuse the honest, the world is peaceful: Oh yes! Ask for subscriptions and collections, and watch "Half-Armored Mania" at eight o'clock in the evening.