Although Ling Yi felt that Erica's words were a little wrong, he didn't refuse her suggestion. The Bay Center was currently Cardiff's largest refuge, and even if he didn't think about the poor people, he had to seriously consider Typhon's feelings.

This is called the fact that it takes no effort to break through the iron shoes and find nowhere to get them.

Half an hour ago, he was still trying to hunt, but now the prey is washed and sent to the door.

I'm afraid Typhon will wake up laughing in his dreams.

Could it be that Ling Yi's attitude was really a bit deceitful not long ago, and Typhon, who had barely grown his fiftieth head, was stunned for a moment when he saw him turn around and run wildly, and then he was furious, really when the divine beasts were all irrational high-level beasts?

In Cardiff, in addition to the Hilton Hotel, there is also a five-star hotel located by the sea.

"Hmph." John snorted coldly, the small square was not far from here, and it was enough to see the raw place from the window of the room he was in. I really didn't expect that man to be the Holy Mother who cared about people's lives, but it had nothing to do with him, his idea was simple, since you plan to protect them, then I will let them die.

John remembers the embarrassing time when someone sent his men to humiliate him.

"Knight, destroy that building."

John muttered to himself, staring at the center of the bay with a bright green glow in his pupils.

In Egyptian mythology, Seth was originally the god of strength, war, storms, deserts, and the outer 6 gods, and later gradually became closely associated with the 'god Ash' as his status continued to rise.

The god Aash is not a very famous godhead, but it symbolizes the meaning. But it is indispensable in Egyptian mythology.

Just because it is the deification of the 'Sahara Desert'.

Typhon roared, and even the clouds in the sky were disturbed by it.

Wherever the sound passed, there seemed to be an extraordinary and mysterious power.

Gradually, the land began to desertify.

The nearby high-rise buildings slowly collapsed as if they were made of sand.

The sight was no more shocking than Athena's original petrified MONOCULUS.

"It seems that the one has a different opinion of your Tiyì." Ling Yi's eyes were burning and he said jokingly. He wanted to shift his position, but Typhon clearly didn't want him to be satisfied.

What is he moving positions for? Isn't it just to avoid affecting the group of oil bottles that are more delicious than the Ten Great Tonic Soup in Typhon's eyes?

Erica's face was also quite ugly, clutching the hilt of Reinhardt's sword tightly, her knuckles pinched white, and the change in her feelings was obvious.

"Sure enough, there is a mastermind behind it, otherwise it wouldn't have become so smart."

Her tone was firm. At the same time, there is a hint of resentment.

"After all, they are descendants of an ancient race that lived in the age of mythology. In fact, when Vauban and Gascoigne were out of town for a while and not coming back, I had expected that they would devote all their energies to dealing with me, because for it. I'm the only one who has the right to disturb its 'meal'. Ling Yi said things quite easily, which made people even more nervous.

Erica was silent for a moment. Then he said sorry.

"What?"

"I'm causing you trouble. Since you've all expected this step. Then there must be a countermeasure in place, but my intervention may make your countermeasures ineffective, I'm not sure if that will happen. Anyway, I apologize to you in advance. ”

Erica is as straightforward as ever.

"Even apologizing can be so reasonable, I really don't like you more and more."

"It's just an excuse, in fact, you still have Miss Tomorrow in mind."

"Maybe, after all, I asked you to say that to her."

Ling Yi smiled lightly, his gaze still resting on Typhon, who was not far away.

Even though danger was imminent, they were able to talk happily.

A thin layer of almost absolute 'defense' is like separating two worlds.

-- It's not a bad feeling.

"By the way, have you ever wondered what will happen to you next?" Erica was a little depressed, as long as she was around this man, her invincible communication skills would not play a role, and she didn't understand what Ling Yi was thinking from beginning to end.

Although many conclusions could be drawn from logical reasoning, she was not sure if they were correct.

It's like feeling distrustful of a hand-filled answer sheet.

"I haven't thought about it, but I can judge her current state, as long as the judgment is correct, then the next exhibition is under my control, there is nothing to worry about."

Faced with Ling Yi's inexplicably disgusting attitude, Erica honestly didn't give him a good look, and sneered: "Are you so sure that Tomorrow Nai won't leave you?" If only she knew you had planned it."

Before she could speak, Ling Yi interrupted, "She will be very angry, disappointed in me, disappointed in herself, and then completely dead. I've realized this, but I just don't want to face her self-deceptive love anymore. To put it nicely, I'm a perfectionist, and to say it's ugly, it's obsessive-compulsive, don't think of me as a clever person who doesn't understand people's hearts. ”

After that, Ling Yi glanced at Erica coldly, and sure enough, he still didn't like women who were too strong.

There's not much more to say.

It's time to get down to business.

He's not in a good mood right now.

Erica stared at Ling Yi's distant back, lost her mind for a while.

The attitude just now must have disgusted him. Also, he is so machismo, he must not like a girl with a strong personality like himself.

But in this way, it can be regarded as a semi-forced decision.

Completely draw a line with him and be a friend with a fixed favorability.

"Looks like I'm going to have to talk to my uncle, and I can't let the Bruntree family die."

Thinking of her future life as a single, Erica smiled wryly.

Is this self-inflicted?

But it can't be helped, who let that perfectionist's love is something she can't give.

It is undeniable that she likes the current Ling Yi.

Instead of Ling Yi in the past.

On this point alone, she lost to Asuka

“□□□□□□□□！！！！！” A scalp-numbing roar spread.

Storms, sandstorms.

A combination of both. What was born was a 'disaster' that would give even god-killers a headache.

You can hear it, you can see it.

Within a radius of more than ten kilometers, I was shrouded in it, and when I opened my eyes, I saw the yellow sand, and when I closed my eyes, I felt the tearing of the hurricane.

The vision, which is very much in line with the concept of 'doomsday' in the minds of mankind, was born without warning.

"Your voice is too low."

Suddenly, there was an extra drop of ink in the sea of disaster.

"Let me show you what 'despair' is."

A cold voice spoke.

Typhon's fifty heads looked around, trying to figure out the misfit.

Then, it found it.

If it had the ability to think normally, it would have wondered how good it would have been if it hadn't found it.

"There were many people in the meadow, their eyes slow and solemn. Outwardly they appear to have great authority, and they don't speak much. Speak in a gentle voice as well. Such. We stepped aside, and walked out into a place of openness, light, and uplift. So we were all able to see them. Immediately. On that green enamel. Those great spirits appeared before my eyes, and my heart was honored to see them. ”

The blazing light lit up the sky with a muffled chant, and even the sand and dust swept through the sky were defeated by the light.

An unspeakable aura filled the heavens and the earth.

Its huge momentum seems to be pouring out unusually abruptly from the end of heaven and earth! The firmament above his head. It was as if it had been pressed down all at once.

"The spear of light that Indra gave you has almost forgotten who you really are."

On the edge of the battlefield, Erica looked at the small figure in the sky, and her heart was full of wry smiles.

At the same time, outside the Randolph Cathedral, not far from the city, two figures, one tall and one short, looked up at the sky at the same time. The short one was a white girl of twelve or thirteen years old, and the tall one could not tell her real gender due to the fact that she was wearing full-coverage armor.

The girl's princess-like dress and delicate appearance set off her temperament uniquely, even if it is thrown into the banquet of the upper class, it is a high-profile existence.

As for the knight beside her.

In the 21st century, with the exception of Akihabara, Japan, there are hardly any people like this on the streets.

These two are Gnevia and Lancelot, who have disappeared without a trace.

"Uncle Na, he should be regarded as a 'Divine Ancestor', right?" Gnevia seemed innocent and pointed to the dazzling light in the sky, and her smile was very bright.

"I don't know." Lancelot was silent for a moment and shook his head.

"Hehe, it's inconceivable that the heroes of Steel will also abandon their former glory and be demoted from gods to humans." Gnevia was smiling, but her eyes were complicated.

"It's quite an incredible Sun and Thunder Spear, this is a fairly ancient godhead in India, according to my martial artist's intuition, it should be the son of the sun god."

"Should? Uncle, you rarely have such a time when you are not confident. ”

"Because the divinity in him is too rich, rich enough to mislead others to judge."

"In that case, his true identity remains to be verified."

"My beloved son, if you are going to win over his mind, then please dispel this idea immediately."

"Why?"

"You'll be burned to ashes, just like Typhon."

Facing Gnevia's question, Lancelot's cold and hard voice came from behind the helmet.

"Why do you think he chose to use the trump card at this time?" Bute Park, looked at the silver old man beside him in confusion.

"I probably can't hold on. Since he decided to separate the two of us, he should be mentally prepared to bear this qiē. The Marquis de Vauban said coldly. He was not as rational as Gascoigne, and he was very dissatisfied with Ling Yi's battle plan, believing that it was a sign that Ling Yi did not trust him.

What kind of town guarding the spiritual vein, this is all a pretext.

It's not really a shortage of manpower, it's just a few dependents, even Bing Nan can solve it alone, let alone the two of them god killers.

This is no longer overkill, this is an ulterior motive.

The Marquis de Vauban was annoyed. (To be continued!)

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