Chapter 386: Inquisitor
"What are you doing?" a young girl suddenly fell from the sky just after Cyril had brought down the golden-armored man. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The girl had short blonde hair, her blue eyes were full of seriousness, and she wore a white robe without any ornaments.
Seeing the golden-armored man who fainted on the side and the black sword that had just dispersed in Cyril's hand, the girl pointed the spear in her hand that seemed to be made of pure gold at Cyril and said, "You and I will go on a trip." ā
There was a look of incomprehension in his dark purple eyes, and Cyril felt that the girl in front of him felt slightly familiar to him, as if he was in ...... Gabriela is somewhat similar.
However, even though she was very similar to Gabriela, Cyril did not mean to listen to her, although it was his own first move, but the man in gold armor really went a little too far. Cyril felt that if he explained it to the blonde girl in front of him, it should still be able to explain.
"This matter ......" Cyril just opened his mouth, and when he was about to explain, the blonde girl swung her spear vigorously, and said with a very serious face: "Don't talk about those who don't have it, if you want to explain, follow me back to the court hall and explain." ā
If it was the previous Cyril, he would have admitted it, but now Cyril has a big temper. It doesn't matter if you don't reciprocate for doing a good deed, the blonde girl in front of her still wants to take herself back to trial, and she doesn't even listen to her own explanation.
His eyes narrowed slightly, and Cyril said in a somewhat unhappy tone: "I said that you are a little excessive, can't you listen to my explanation?"
Hearing Cyril dare to argue with the judge, the crowd of onlookers around him let out a burst of exclamations.
The blonde girl laughed angrily, she clenched the spear in her hand, the spearhead spread a few swirling cyan air currents, the corners of her mouth pulled up a faint smile, the blonde girl said: "It seems that if I don't teach you a lesson, you won't go back with me!"
The knight girl, who had been standing behind Cyril, walked out, her right hand resting on the hilt of the long sword on her right waist, and said with a very serious face: "Stop, this gentleman just now made a move to help us." ā
The blonde girl was slightly stunned, she looked at the knight girl carefully, and then said with understanding: "Is Camelot's knight Ji, others are afraid of you, but I am not afraid of you, this is Portland, the place where our court is in charge, no one can violate justice here!"
The right hand on the hilt of the sword was slightly forced, and the knight girl's face turned cold, and she said: "Since this is the case, then I will share it with you, I heard that the inquisitor has a power that surpasses that of a professional of the same level, I would like to ask for advice." ā
Seeing that the battle between the two was about to break out, Cyril suddenly took a step forward and stood in front of the knight girl.
Twisting his neck, Cyril's dark purple pupils stared closely at the blonde girl in front of him, and his exposed hands wrapped in bandages naturally hung down, and two flame-like black ** forces burned on them.
"If you really can't listen at all, and you really want to fight, then let me play with you!" Cyril also felt very angry about this guy who couldn't listen to words at all and was extremely arrogant.
"But ......" The knight girl was stunned for a moment, and then tried to say something with a little worry, but swallowed the words into her stomach again.
Cyril waved his hand, then took a step and slowly walked towards the blonde girl, he said, "This kind of miscellaneous fish-level enemy, there is no need to worry at all. ā
Without waiting for Cyril to make a move, the blonde girl who was stimulated by him couldn't help it anymore, and she grabbed the golden spear and rushed forward.
As soon as the blonde girl moved, Cyril's pupils shrank slightly, although the speed of this girl itself was not fast, but the robe on her body and the golden spear in her hand should be very powerful alchemy props, and more importantly, ......
"That's right...... This unique sense of oppression, she must have something to do with Gabriella. ā
Finding that Cyril's eyes were slightly empty, the blonde girl who was sprinting turned cold, and she gritted her teeth and thought: "Damn, you dare to be distracted when you fight with me, it seems that there is no need to deliberately keep your hands anymore." ā
Thinking of this, she clenched the spear wrapped in cyan air and stabbed forward hard, Cyril flashed back slightly unhurriedly, and the spear that had been stabbed into his chest almost grazed his chest.
Cyril's burning black ** right hand stretched forward and grabbed the spear body, and at the same time that the phone touched the spear, the cyan whirlwind wrapped in the spear immediately cut towards Cyril's hand.
Her complexion changed slightly, and Cyril pulled her right hand back hard, and the blonde girl was caught off guard and was led forward two steps.
Without the slightest idea of pity, Cyril's right leg exerted a slight force, and his left leg kicked forward, hitting the blonde girl in the abdomen, and the blonde girl let out a cry of pain, and then stumbled backwards.
Cyril was unforgiving, and his feet slammed forward, and his fist wrapped in black flames slammed into the blonde girl's head.
A strange smile appeared on the face of the blonde girl who was retreating, and Cyril was alarmed when she noticed it.
But before he could make a move, the blonde girl clenched her spear and swept upward, and Cyril, who had been hit in the abdomen, snorted, and he kept his balance in the air, and then opened his mouth sharply, and a large ball of flame erupted from his mouth.
"Dragons?" There was no one but dragons who could spit flames out of their mouths, so it wasn't surprising that the blonde girl had this thought.
However, even if she decided that Cyril was a dragon, she was not afraid to fight Cyril at all, after all, if you really talked about the background, the strength of the Inquisition Hall was not necessarily worse than that of the dragons.
The flame that erupted from Cyril's mouth was the dragon's breath, an ability that he had realized after the Battle of White City.
However, for some unknown reason, the dragon breath released by Cyril is slightly less powerful than the one that Gandora introduced to him.
But even so, this ability to consume very little mana and basically do not require spells also adds a lot of combat power to him.
The blonde girl's face remained unchanged, she released the spear with her left hand, and an invisible wind barrier immediately enveloped her body, and the dragon's breath released by Cyril with all his strength was blocked by this wind barrier.
"Tsk...... Annoying!" Considering that the girl in front of her had a great possibility of being related to Gabriela, Cyril did not want to use her newly acquired abilities in front of her.
After all, that ability was a little weird, and it was also an ability that Gabriela had explicitly forbidden him to use.
Sensing Cyril's somewhat restless mood, the blonde girl smiled very defiantly and said, "What's wrong?
As she spoke, she stepped on her feet, and her whole body turned into a whirlwind and rushed towards Cyril, and the air around her was slightly distorted by the amount of elemental she extracted.
Feeling the huge magic condensed on the blonde girl's spear, and her eager expression, Cyril thought with some anger: "This guy has no intention of keeping his hand at all, it seems that he wants to put me to death completely!"
Thinking of this, the angry flame in Cyril's heart couldn't be controlled no matter what, a trace of tyranny crossed his dark purple pupils, and the flame-like black ** power in his hands, which had already dimmed a lot, jumped up again, becoming richer and more massive.
Just as Cyril's magic power changed, the faces of several of the girls standing behind him immediately changed.
Even among the onlookers, there were a very small number of people who showed either stunned or interested looks.
"Hmph, as a noble dragon, he actually has such disgusting magic power, it seems that it should be the Dark Hell Dragon...... It's disgusting!" Standing on the outskirts of the crowd, a red-haired girl in red armor thought with some resentment.
As soon as Cyril turned around in the air, he rushed towards her faster than the blonde girl, and the blonde girl, who had been wrapped in the storm and had already shown a victorious look, changed her complexion.
Before she could react, she felt a sharp pain in her abdomen, followed by the back of her heart, then the back of her head, and in just two seconds, Cyril attacked her dozens of times in one breath.
After the storm around her cleared, the crowd of onlookers around her watched in amazement as Cyril grabbed the blonde girl's neck with one hand, and then floated proudly in the air.
Feeling the dying momentum of the blonde girl, Cyril barely controlled the tyrannical feeling in his heart and the desire to kill, and then asked in a steady voice, "Can you listen to me explain it now?"
"You guy...... I'm ...... I'm going to kill you!" Even though Cyril was choked by the neck, the blonde girl was still very arrogant.
However, she didn't know that her arrogant attitude was the last straw that broke the camel's back, and Cyril had already tried to control the tyranny and murderous desire in her heart, but the arrogant attitude of the blonde girl deeply stimulated him.
The blonde girl who had just released the cruel words felt cold all over, and at this time, the robe on Cyril's body was windless, and his eyes emitted a light that could not be looked at directly, and the terrifying tyranny in it made the blonde girl who was looking at him even began to tremble slightly.
"If you want to fight for life and death, then savor the pain of death!" said Cyril, holding the blonde girl's neck with her left hand harder and harder.
The knight girl standing behind her changed her face slightly, and took a step forward to stop Cyril.
However, at this moment, Cyril felt an unrivaled distance from his left hand, and then his left hand couldn't help but let go, and then the blonde girl who was released by him slowly fell to the ground.
Cyril didn't bother to fix his eyes on the blonde girl as if he was about to kill, he looked left and right, and then saw the figure falling from the sky.