Chapter 641: The Last Servant
After the bottle shattered, the puddle of what could barely be called "meat" proliferated more and more unscrupulously. In less than a minute, a huge puddle was formed, and then extremely disgusting squirming, converging, forming a human figure, and then refining little by little, forming the appearance of a naked, naked, naked, and middle-aged person.
But who is it not Barrett!
It's just that Barritt at this time looked extremely pale, as if he had undergone three major surgeries in a row. It can be said that there is no blood on the face, and after condensing, he sat on the ground with his buttocks, and he didn't even notice it when he was sitting in the glass ballast, and it seemed that he didn't even have the strength to move his body!
After a difficult relief of more than a minute, Barrett seemed to have eased up a little, and a look of resentment and resentment flashed in his eyes:
"Good King Arthur Saber's master (master), I didn't expect a single master to have such strength. If it weren't for me, this would have come from "Tomie. The cell regeneration ability in "Unlimited", even one cell can be regenerated as a whole, but I'm afraid that this time it will be planted there! However, although he saved his life this time, the ability to regenerate cells could no longer be used for a long time."
Speaking of this, Barrett scolded fiercely again, and then Yang raised his voice a little and said, "The Rider of the Thousand Miles Protector!" Where is Zhao Yun! ”
Barriet's words fell for less than two seconds, and he saw that in the direction of the north, a long rainbow shot out, but it was a silver-armored young general with a bright silver spear, riding a snow-white horse and galloping in front of him, and after landing steadily, the white horse turned into a broken mang and slowly dissipated, while Zhao Yun was full of vigorous momentum, and it took nearly ten seconds to dissipate.
“master。 Are you okay? ”
Barrett waved his hand and snorted coldly: "It's okay, you can't die of your useless thing, even the Pure Shine Crystal Dragon has been used, but even two women can't solve it!" I didn't expect Queen Washington to be in that base as well, but your Gentian skill is her natural nemesis. I can't take her like this, it's a waste! ”
"This"
Zhao Yun stood in place, at a loss. Then he knelt down on one knee with a guilty face and clenched his fists: "It's Zilong's fault, master is angry." Please master reprimand! ”
Barrett glanced at him. Ignoring him, he left Zhao Yun on the side and said to himself: "Cecilia's stupid woman is dead, and Berserker is also out." The Holy Grail War, there are only six people left, and the water in the Asian continent seems to be very deep, it seems that I was too careless when I inquired about the information before, but in this game, the one who laughs last is the winner! King Arthur's master, this debt, I wrote it down! ”
France. Paris.
The Dark Council.
The Dark Council is, as always, a paradise for the strong and a hell for the weak.
The strong can do whatever they want in this place, while the weak can only survive under the snort of the strong. I am afraid that because of a trivial matter, it will lead to a catastrophe.
5th arrondissement of the city of Paris. Church of St. Sephhan.
But anyone who passes by the church, whether it is an angel of the Dark Council, a lich, a werewolf, or a Bloodline, must hold their breath and pass cautiously. It's as if the church is inhabited by a devastating beast.
As a matter of fact. It's not much worse.
Because this is the abode of the Blood Angels.
The blood angel is the right-hand man under the crown of the fallen angel. It is said that he made a great achievement in the Holy Battlefield only two months ago, and killed a sixth-level angel in the Heaven Camp alive. Famous for murder!
When the treasure of the sixth-level angel was sealed. The Angel of the Fallen was overjoyed and gave half of the 5th arrondissement of Paris to the Blood Angel as his private territory. And this Church of St. Saphhan is the favorite residence of the Blood Angels.
However, during this time, the Blood Angel's temper seemed to be very short-tempered. A few days ago, there was a rude werewolf who was beaten half to death by the Blood Angel because he spoke louder at the door of the church, and the shadow of this matter is still there, so no one dares to have any presumptuous in front of the church now.
In addition, everyone knows that the Blood Angel likes to be quiet and has a habit of writing a diary. If you disturb the silence of the adults, you will be beaten half to death—which is acceptable for dark creatures. But if you see something you shouldn't see, the consequences
Therefore, the church of St. Sephhan was so large that there was not even a single lady-in-waiting. Unless it was when there was an order from the Fallen Angel Crown, the members of the Blood Angel Squad came hard, otherwise in normal times, this church could be said to be dead silent.
At this time, inside the church, in front of the broken miracle painting of Jesus, the blood angel sat there quietly, holding a wrinkled and yellowed notebook that had been flipped through in the corner, and his cold face was full of doubts and entanglements.
No one knows what the Blood Angel is thinking. In the empty church, there was only the sound of her green jade-like fingertips gently rubbing against the notebook paper.
The blood angel began to flood from the first page, as if he was quietly feeling something, although he was puzzled in his heart, but when he "fingered" the password on this notebook, his heart was inexplicably quiet.
And in the midst of this tranquility, suddenly, in the center of the empty church hall, an incomparably fantastical, gossip-shaped circle was cast from under the stone bricks on the ground, and emitted wisps of light.
The Blood Angel was immediately alarmed by this strange situation. He carefully put away the diary in his hand, and then slowly narrowed a pair of cold eyes, and his right hand was held weakly, and there was a condensed and viscous blood like plasma around his arm, which could be condensed into a weapon at any time.
However, at this moment, suddenly a grand and majestic force enveloped the body of the blood angel. Even with her strength, in the face of this power, she was directly seized of the control of her body, and involuntarily walked in front of the magic circle, blurting out an obscure and mysterious incantation:
"Thou hast thou been, under my command; My destiny is attached to your sword to answer the call of the Holy Grail!
Whoever obeys this will and the doctrine, answer me!
I am the one who accomplishes all the good deeds in the world!
I am the sum of all the evils of the world!
Seven days of entanglement of the three great spirits!
Walk through the Wheel of Inhibition!
Guardian of the scales! ”
The Bagua Circle lit up, and the incomparably dazzling light flooded the entire church. This light was directly removed for only a moment, and then I saw one of them, who was eight feet long and had a very great appearance, a handsome and mysterious young lupine scarf, stepped out, smiled at the blood angel, hugged a fist and said:
"Master. Bright, this time polite. (To be continued.) )