"I don't know who converted you, but a mongrel is a mongrel, and judging by the way you look, it shouldn't have been long before you have gained this power, and I want to praise you at this point. Edward the Black Prince walked around Gil with brisk steps, he came to the side of the stake, and then reached out and pulled out the Damascus Rapier inserted into the pillar, and with the two swords in his hand, Edward the Black Prince's breath became even more terrifying.

"A guy like you can barely beat Becky at best in a head-on fight, but she's just a mongrel. Hell, why did Yu mention this, it's just one of Yu's dogs, why, why does Yu feel upset now?"

Edward, the Black Prince, seemed to be drunk, and waved his twin swords wildly, whether it was the execution table or the burning stake, it was made of wood, and the flying sawdust suddenly exploded. He finally stopped his crazy body, and then looked at Jill with evil eyes, the corners of his mouth unconsciously drooled, and the whole person was like a beast that had lost his mind: "Let's kill you, tear to shreds in front of that woman, including that bastard of Euquintus?"

Edward, the Black Prince, leaned out in the direction of Jill, as if to ask for his opinion, but then shook his head again: "No, you can't do this, so the punishment for you will be too light, and it will be more interesting for you to watch this woman die." If you kill Yu's dog, then Yu will kill your master!"

The wind suddenly swept over the execution table, and faster than the wind was a huge thunderous wave.

With a thunderous roar, Jill's body rushed towards Edward, the Black Prince: "No matter what, I won't let you hurt her, even if it is at the risk of my life, even if it is to sacrifice my soul to the demon, I will save her back......"

The black Allah tore through the air, and the burst of air blew the hair of the black prince Edward, and Jill did not have any fancy skills in this move, he just used his strength to the extreme! The terrifying aura came through the space, and the pupils of the black prince Edward shrank instantly, how powerful this knife was, it could be seen with the naked eye alone.

"Whether you are a god or a ghost, none of this matters to me, I just know that everything that is not good for Joan of Arc must be destroyed!

Jill roared wildly and slashed down the black scimitar raised above his head, and the moment he slashed, the originally black blade lit up with an extremely subtle golden light! The terrifying power seemed to break through time, and at this moment, Jill felt that everything around him became slow.

The currents seemed to be still, and Jill could even see where they were going with his eyes, and he swung the blade down with all his might, as if he were smashing an invisible curtain wall. In this feeling, he casually glanced at the Black Prince Edward, who didn't seem to have time to react, and the dual swords in his hands didn't even cross in front of him.

Just as Allah was about to slay Edward the Black Prince, a piercing gaze suddenly pierced Gil's eyes, and he frowned and looked at it, only to see Edward the Black Prince's eyes staring directly at him, and the corners of his mouth were smiling more and more obviously.

Suddenly, a sense of foreboding appeared in Jill's mind.

Edward the Black Prince's viper-like smile widened in his eyes, and the two thin lips then rolled and spat out words. Although his voice was infinitely elongated in this extremely slowed down situation, Jill could still read what Edward the Black Prince meant through the movement of his lips.

He failed.

The sound of a violent thump rang out from Jill's back, and he could clearly hear his bones shattering piece by piece, and the feeling of losing his balance came faster and stronger than the pain. He watched as Allah wiped the clothes of Prince Edward the Black and fell to the ground, completely smashing the execution table in front of him in a violent tremor.

The whole thing shook from the hard blow, and the broken wood creaked like the sigh of a dying man. However, it was a very carefully constructed building, and when the violent shaking gradually subsided, this torment instrument still stood admirably there.

Behind Jill, Hilly Billy picked him up with one hand and threw him at the feet of Edward, the Black Prince. Jill, whose entire back was shattered by the hammer, coughed violently, unable to lift his fingers.

Edward, the Black Prince, turned him over with his foot and stepped on his chest, and after his ribs were completely shattered, Jill's body became soft, and he could even sink the foot that stepped on his chest into it: "Jill de Ray, as far as a mongrel is concerned, you are really outstanding, even if the knife just now, even if Yu, is not sure that it will be able to take it completely, if you are hit by it, it is really hard to say." ”

"You know, whether as a human or as a werewolf, you lack one thing, brains. Brains can be a nuisance for a martial artist like you, but that's okay, you don't need that thing in the first place. You are a soldier, the commander is your real brain, and now that she has been dug out by Yu, how is it, it is very painful!"

Edward, the Black Prince, stepped on Jill's jaw and forced him to look at Joan of Arc in mid-air, and although Jill's eyeballs were bloodshot, his blurred vision could still catch the delicate human form.

He has looked up at the figure in the air countless times, and he has also narrowed the distance between each other countless times. They had discussed the aftermath of the war in the moonlight of Versailles, but neither of them had imagined that neither of them would be able to escape from the battlefield.

Orleans, that's the hometown of Joan of Arc and Gil.

The peasant maiden of the town and the hereditary young knight, if it weren't for this war, they might not have met. But they met, and the distance between the two was once extremely close, but the sudden arrival of Edward, the black prince, broke all this beautiful thing, not only ravaging France, but also widening the distance between the two......

It's in front of you, it's in sight, but you can't even stretch your hand over.

I want to be close to her, I want to save her, I want to protect her forever!

Suddenly, Jill's body left the ground and approached the stake. Of course, this was not his own will, the spine was completely shattered, and even a pure-blooded werewolf could not repair it in such a short time, let alone his extremely tired and broken body.

"You'd love to be near her, Gilles de Ray, for Yu knows your eyes, full of desire for what you desire. Edward, the Black Prince, grabbed what little clothes Jill had left and carried him under the stake, "Well, at the end of your life, to be so close to the woman you most desired, ha, what a romantic funeral." ”

"So...... I still...... It really should be...... Thank you so much. Seeing that his body was fixed to the stake by the Black Prince Edward with chains, Jill said weakly.

He looked down at the chains on his body, and suddenly laughed: "I can't think of it...... The woman who silently followed you...... How can you hide so many chains in your clothes......"

"Luckily, she's used it in all the previous battles...... If not...... I probably wouldn't have killed her that easily......"

Hearing Jill's words, Edward, the Black Prince, suddenly stopped, and he suddenly thought that if Pinkie was still alive now, then she would be doing the same thing: "It's funny, I can block all the attacks behind me, but I am defenseless against my back, such a way to die...... It's stupid. ”

Edward, the Black Prince, stabbed his Damascus Rapier in his left hand into Jill's chest, nailing the latter firmly to the stake. Behind him, Billy handed the prepared torch to Edward, the Black Prince.

"Farewell, ridiculous saint and knight ......"

With that, the Black Prince Edward casually threw the torch onto the firewood under the stake. The firewood had already been soaked in the pitch-black Greek fire, and the flames spread like a titan serpent, turning the stake into a giant flame cross!

The hot air currents rose in front of Edward the Black Prince, disturbing his long black hair. The flames mixed with thick smoke rose into the sky, swallowing Joan of Arc in the air at once, such a high temperature and thick smoke, not to mention that Joan of Arc has been seriously injured, even if it is a young strong man, he can't last long......

After doing all this, Edward the Black Prince turned around, and the hot air currents lifted his clothes, like a demon god who had descended into the world against the backdrop of the flame cross behind him.

He looked condescendingly at Eugentus, whose limbs were shattered, and there was a cold smile in his blood-red eyes: "Good job, Billy, to deal with this kind of betrayer is to use rough means." ”

"It's my pleasure to be able to satisfy you. Billy said respectfully as he stood behind Edward, the muscular man, who was surprisingly perfect in terms of etiquette. His fury as he shattered the bones of his enemies and the grace in front of him didn't know how the bear-like body managed to bring these two conflicting characteristics together.

Edward, the Black Prince, nodded slightly, then walked up to Eugentus and directly inserted the will of invincibility into the other party's spine: "In this way, it will be even more perfect, no matter how strong your bastard's regeneration ability is, you can't even think of getting up from the ground." A guy like you who is like an ant was born to look up to Yu's existence, and now that you dare to betray Yu, you must know what kind of ending you will face. ”

"Hehehehehe......"

Hearing the Black Prince Edward's threatening words, Eugentus did not show a frightened expression, he looked at the Black Prince Edward with disdain, as if he was looking at a corpse: "My lord, I sincerely admire your ignorance, a short-sighted guy like you can be cultivated by Edward III as an heir, it seems that the future of the Crocodile Clan has been decided......"