"Dada......"

Philip, who was the first to make the move, quickly set up the Grimm machine gun, and a large number of bullets continued to shoot at Lai, who looked helpless, so he could only raise his shield and try his best to block all the bullets. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

While Lay was struggling to hold on, Philip kept the Grimm machine gun firing while throwing out the only two grenades left with his left hand!

Lai's unusually sharp battle instinct came into play at this moment, and he subconsciously threw himself to the side when he sensed that something was wrong, and fell directly to the ground.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Two grenades exploded in quick succession, and some of the fragments shot out, which happened to fall on Rai's body.

However, Rai gritted his teeth and endured the pain coming from his body, trying his best to remain silent.

The smoke and dust from the grenade also affected Philip's vision, but he was prepared for this, and unhurriedly controlled the Grimm machine gun to shoot around the smoke.

Regrettably, none of these bullets hit Rai, who was already lying on the ground.

Philip, who didn't intend to waste bullets, resolutely put away the Grimm machine gun, and while moving slowly, he raised the grenade launcher with only two rounds of ammunition left and aimed it at the original position of Lai.

Lay, who was lying on the ground listening to Philip's heavy and unusual footsteps, suddenly had an idea, and directly took off his badly damaged helmet and threw it towards a place not far from his original position.

"Boom!"

Due to Rai's skill, the sound of the helmet on the ground was not loud, but the sound succeeded in attracting Philip, who was paying attention to the movement here.

"Poof!"

Without hesitation, Philip fired a grenade at the location where the noise was emanating. And Rai, who heard the sound of grenades, was also prepared.

"Bang!"

At the same time as the grenade exploded, Rai quickly half-crouched up and threw his shield directly in the direction of Philip's footsteps.

Whirling Shield Strike!

At the same time as throwing out the shield, Rai, who completely ignored the small stones, broken stones and other debris that fell on his body one after another, also jumped up, raised his broken long sword and charged towards Philip's location!

At the same time as Rai's shield broke through the smoke and dust, the quick-eyed Philip also fired the last grenade directly at the "unknown object", and then dropped the grenade launcher that had run out of ammunition.

"Bang!"

The shield was hit by a grenade, and it was directly torn apart.

In today's battle, this shield has withstood too many attacks, and Philip's grenade is the last straw that crushes it......

Lai, who didn't have time to remember this shield that had been with him for a long time, rushed out of the smoke and dust at this time.

Because the fire that exploded when the grenade hit the shield affected Philip's vision, when Philip spotted Rai, Rai was only five steps away from him!

And these five steps away will definitely not take a second for Lai in the charge!

Realizing this, Philip continued to retreat as he picked up an automatic pistol and shot at Rai.

"Bang bang ......"

Because he was retreating, Philip's bullets were not as accurate as usual, but Lay, who had been hit by four bullets in a row, still spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Yet Lay's eyes were still so bright.

"Ahhh......hh

Unable to bear the pain, he yelled, and as he roared, he rushed towards Philip at a faster speed.

"Bang bang bang...... Click! ”

"Tsk!"

Philip, who threw away the automatic pistol in his hand that had run out of bullets, hesitated at this moment.

His Grimm still has bullets, but if you want to use the Grimm, you have to stop......

This hesitation was quickly put to Philip's lips, for Philip felt that he probably would not be able to set up the Grimm machine gun before Lay rushed in front of him.

So Philip went straight to the post.

The next moment, the figures of the two coincided together!

Philip's right fist slammed into Rai's face, knocking him on the head. However, Rai, who had spurted out several teeth, had a smile on his face.

Because the broken sword in Lai's hand has penetrated Philip's exoskeleton armor and directly stabbed into Philip's body!

"This, how is this possible!"

Looking down at the broken sword stuck in his stomach, Philip's eyes were full of disbelief.

"Nothing is impossible......"

Due to the fact that a few teeth were knocked off, Lai inevitably leaked a little when he spoke, but with a smile on his face, he didn't care about such a trivial matter at all: "Indeed, your rather strange-looking armor is indeed very strong. But from the very beginning, I was staring at a few places that looked like weak points! So, by the time we've been fighting until now, you've had a lot of damage to your armor. It's like this armor on me! ”

"From the beginning, you saved in calculating such things?"

Hearing Lay say this, Philip's eyes waited even bigger.

"Well, I can only say that I am used to it."

Lai smiled bitterly: "You know, we paladins are quite durable, and my friend Carl is even more specialized in defense, and the hard one is like a castle!" So, when we were fighting, often the training armor on our bodies had been shattered to slag, but we could still continue to fight! ”

"So, in order to win against Carl, Roman and I tend to strike at his armor first! And when I was fighting with you just now, I noticed that your armor was quite strong, so I subconsciously did the same. ”

When he said this, Lai also shrugged his shoulders: "I didn't expect that this unintentional move actually became the key to my victory." ”

After taking a deep look at Lai, Philip shook his head: "...... Either way, you're the one who wins! Only the victor is qualified to show off his might. ”

"I'm not ......"

Lay shook his head helplessly, but before he could finish his sentence, Philip moved.

He pushed Lai directly, pulled out the broken sword stuck in his stomach, and then fell to the ground with a thud.

Bright red blood slowly flowed.

Rai, who frowned, hurriedly beckoned to Archbishop St. Anthony. And Archbishop St. Anthony, who was standing next to the little pope, directly applied a big healing technique to Philip from afar.

Under the light of the Holy Light, Philip's wounds healed quickly.

"Is this the Light?"

Philip, who fell to the ground, subconsciously touched his belly, and his face couldn't help but show a little surprise.

"That's right, this is the power of the Light!"

Lay nodded, and then narrated in a tone that seemed to be singing and not singing, and seemed to be chanting: "Whether it is male or female; whether it is a nobleman or a pauper; Whether human or alien; As long as you have a pious heart, you will be able to be protected by the Light! ”

As he said this, a faint holy light escaped from Lai's body, setting off him as if he had descended from the great sage of myths and legends.

Such a scene made Philip, who seemed a little dazed because of excessive blood loss, a little crazy to watch.

Unfortunately, before Ledo could say a word, two soldiers wearing exoskeleton armor ran over with heavy steps and quickly put Philip on the stretcher.

Philip, who was lying on the stretcher, took one last deep look at Lay, and then slowly closed his eyes.

The two soldiers who carried the stretcher quickly sent Philip to Fritz's side, but Fritz didn't look at him, and waved his hand directly and said, "Send him to the medical class!" Rest of the story, wait until he's healed! ”

The two soldiers saluted Fritz, then picked up Philip again and ran away.

Although he was a little unhappy because of Philip's defeat, Fritz quickly adjusted his mentality and walked to the little pope with a big smile: "Yo Yo Yo! I have to say, today's young people are really amazing! ”

What made Fritz a little strange was that the little pope and the others just glanced at him, and did not mean to answer.

The scene suddenly cooled down.

"Yo Yo Yo! You're the ones who win! Don't you feel happy at all? ”

Raising his eyebrows somewhat exaggeratedly, Fritz asked curiously.

"Lyco is the strongest paladin of our younger generation! His victory should have been taken for granted! ”

The little Pope shook his head: "However, it was only after a hard battle with your soldiers that he won quite reluctantly!" Such a result ......"

What the result was, the little pope did not say. But judging from the not-so-good-looking expressions of the little pope and the others, they were obviously very dissatisfied with this result!

Such an attitude immediately made Fritz a little dumbfounded.

Yo Yo Yo, this is because Philip's strength is stronger than they expected, so it scared them?

Fritz, who was full of bad water, thought about it and quickly had an idea.

"Yo Yo Yo! You've seen it too! Philip is just one of my elite sharpshooters! Although his strength is already top-notch, he is not the strongest among the younger generation! ”

Fritz said with a smile.

However, what he didn't say was that Philip's strength was already in the top three among the younger generation of the Mantes Empire.

"Even so, he's strong enough to fight that paladin of yours! It is conceivable that if the strongest of the younger generation of our Mantes Empire just appeared, it is estimated that he can easily win, right? ”

Fritz winked at the little Pope and said with a smile: "In this way, I think you should also be able to appreciate how powerful the Mantes Empire is, right?" So, do you still need to think about it? Hurry up and sign an alliance with our Mantes Empire! ”

"Wait! I can't take it as if I didn't hear it! ”

Aisha, who was not far from here, turned directly from behind Karen, pointed at Fritz's nose and said, "Your soldier lost to that paladin!" If the strongest of the younger generation of your Mantes Empire fights against that paladin, it's not certain whether you can win or not! Just like this, you dare to boast about it? ”

"Yo Yo Yo! Little girl, where did you come from? ”

Without waiting for Aisha to answer, Fritz said with a disgusted face: "When the adults are discussing things, the children should go to the side and play!" ”

"You!"

Aisha's cheeks puffed out in anger.

"Okay, okay, Aisha, don't worry about this faceless old rascal, it's not worth it."

After Karen whispered a few words of persuasion to Aisha, she glanced at Fritz and said coldly: "If I'm not mistaken, this seems to be the territory of the Holy White Church, right?" The master hasn't even opened his mouth yet, and you want to open your mouth to drive us away? Are you going to be anti-customer-oriented? ”

"Yo Yo Yo! That's a bit too heavy! ”

Fritz laughed strangely: "However, I think this little pope of the Holy White Church is probably thinking the same way now, right?" ”

"Huh."

After sneering twice, the little Pope replied: "In any case, all of you in the United Kingdom of Malte are our guests, and we naturally will not drive them away casually. ”

After a pause, the little pope continued: "In addition, the girl who spoke to you just now is one of the best of the younger generation in the United Kingdom of Malte, and has defeated the master of our Romance of the Holy White Church! ”

After slanting a glance at Fritz, the little Pope sneered and said, "If you really think that she is too young to speak, then I should also avoid it when I am younger than her?" ”

As he said this, the little Pope's eyes became extremely sharp.

To become a generation of popes at such an age, the pressure on the little pope is obvious, and as a result, there are still people who talk about age in front of him......

"This and this ......"

Asked by the little pope, Fritz, who was as thick-skinned as a city wall, didn't know what to say.

"Miss Aisha, if you have anything you want to say, just say it."

After glaring at Fritz fiercely, the little Pope turned to Aisha and said.

"Well, I just think this guy's attitude is very unpleasant."

Aisha, who was still a little angry, first glanced at Fritz, and then said: "Didn't he put on a posture of being the strongest in the world in the Mantes Empire?" Besides, the sharpshooter just now wasn't the strongest of their younger generation! So as the strongest of Malte's younger generation, I wanted to ask them for advice. ”

"How?"

After glaring at Fritz, Aisha, who had her hands on her hips, tilted her little head and said, "Do you dare to let your master come out?" ”