"You always show up to us when you want to see us, should I consider this a wonderful fate?"

"If Count Luvia doesn't mind, I'd rather call it a bad fate. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "The female knight Tina glanced coldly at the saintess with a complicated expression, as the object of longing, the friendship between the two may have come to an end in the battle of Betley.

"Bad fate?" the saint chewed on this harsh-sounding term, regretting it, the voice in her heart echoed in her ears like this, regretting that she had become a person who had gone against her own ideas, regretting that she had become a blood-stained executioner, or regretting that she had become a person like Count Luvia.

The answer, of course, is that I have never regretted it, the road, since I have chosen, unless the end is a cliff, otherwise, as a saint, I will always walk.

The complicated expression converged and met Tina's eyes again, the saint's eyes were full of calm, cold as frost.

This is the Holy Maiden of the Holy See, the girl who was very happy with Count Luvia, and the man named the Holy Maiden could no longer look back and lament how miserable the path he had taken.

As if to understand what was contained in the calm eyes of the Holy Maiden, the female knight Tina sighed slightly, finally no longer missing the years of the Holy See, and focused on the enemy in front of her.

"Oh, what an unexpected reinforcement!" said Shugues, in a relaxed tone, as if he was envious of the good fortune of the three Count Luvia, but his sulphur-colored eyes were full of banter and blood.

The wind stirred in an instant, flapping wings waved a series of bewildering afterimages in the air, and a black body with extremely sharp claws suddenly appeared in front of the female knight Tina.

The blade was less than an inch, and the cold struck between Tina's eyebrows, imprinting a tyrannical aura on Tina's pupils.

Death seemed to be enveloped in the blink of an eye, and the will to survive made the female knight almost subconsciously shout the dazzling precept mantra.

"Scattered like a flower lotus!" The third stage was exhausted, and the holy light flashed instantly, and the sudden explosion of light was like a sharp sword, cutting through Xiugus's body full of sulfur and abyssal smell, and also made the attacking blade have a slight stagnation at that moment.

A trace of stagnation, in exchange for an infinite killing machine, although there is little magic left in the body, the little magician Ellie still chanted a simple incantation, inviting surging flames.

The light struck Shuggus in the face, the flames burning his eyes, but the chill behind the two ants startled the sheep-headed man.

"Counter-current double, final!"

Stan's leader, the leader of the spears, with a familiar counter-current, leaped out of the flames with a piercing cold light, like a galloping light breaking through the diffuse darkness, and like a thousand blades falling from the sky.

The shadow of the spear is like a streamer, and the figure of the person is like a thunderbolt, and the commander from the Starr Empire uses her spear to announce the difference between himself and Count Luvia.

A person who dares to shoot out the light of the spear to the demon god does not need to think about his strength for a long time, at least among the three messengers, Flange can tell them with great pride.

She's not the smartest one, but she's definitely the strongest.

Now the strongest one, carrying her strongest form, pierced Shogues's shocked eyes from the flames.

With a bang, the cold light crashed into the target in front of him, and the hand holding the gun overflowed with red blood, and the touch of the spear blade told the Flange commander that this style was exhausted.

His lips pursed into a low roar, and the gun that could not move forward advanced again in this low roar, even though he felt the old wounds rolling in his master's body and the blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.

Step by step, step by step, the upright body, the clenched cold gun, the flange is moving forward step by step.

Step by step, Shogues's flying body continued to retreat, the sharp blade piercing through his indestructible physique, and the viscous blood corroded the cold blade with a sizzling crunch.

In the midst of the flames, the two people facing each other dispersed the burning flames, and also made the sheep-headed man from the abyss let out the first sorrowful cry from the mortal world.

"Claire!" Seeking the Alliance's help, the dark blue whip shadow followed, grazing over Shogues's face, wiping a wisp of green smoke, and slamming down on the hands of the spear-wielding division.

Stan's soldiers never let go of their weapons, and even as the falling whip tore through Farran's palm, revealing pale joints, she continued to move forward.

"Get out of here!" the Archon spoke for the last time at the moment, and Claire swung the whip again across her cheeks, sending a sweet rust to the Lord's mouth and blood tumbling in her abdomen.

Without looking back, she didn't even pause, she still held the spear, and walked forward step by step, but her steady body shook slightly, and her solid steps were faintly visible.

Count Luvia finally restrained the smile that had been appearing on the corner of his mouth, and a rare puzzle arose about the leader of the Stan Empire, are the people of this empire stupid?

The distracted Count Luvia felt a chill on his wrist, and the familiar face of the female knight Tina appeared in front of him, but the resolute expression was full of sadness.

"Go!" was a decisive and ruthless word, carrying the stumbling body of Count Luvia, gradually moving away from Flange's somewhat slender back.

The plan of retreat is not what Claire wants to see, and the annihilation of the pillars of the three empires in one fell swoop is the best result, and now this wishful thinking cannot be frustrated.

"Xiugoth!" the warning from the alliance caused the demon to burst into a violent roar, and a violent wave of qi rose from the soles of his feet, rushing around, finally shaking away the cold spear edge, and also halting Fran's footsteps.

"You ants!" the agitated lips stretched out their sharp fangs, and the human body began to expand and deform rapidly, and the spiral horns spontaneously poked out, announcing that the sheep-headed man from the abyss was once again hovering above the mortal world.

Without words, Flange stood with his gun up, his eyes were calm, just like the original Shenzhen and Hong Kong.

"I really don't understand, they betrayed your humans, you can't believe in goddesses, do you? The sarcastic words carried the characteristic smell of Shogues, letting Fran know that the demon in front of him finally had no reservations, and he had lost his chances of winning.

Why, I can't understand why I would help the annoying Luvia and the Holy Maiden!

Flange, who pulled out a hint of laughter, stepped out again, and the gun, tearing through the dull wind, people, crashed through the inky darkness.

Maybe it's because they're teammates, it's the team that Princess Sophia formed at the beginning, as teammates, they should naturally help each other, this is the style that Farran likes.

Why, why?" Count Luvia asked himself, and at the same time felt the sound of the wind telling himself the end of the battle.

"We need help, Lord Earl. The female knight Tina did not look back, she didn't want to think about the end of Farran, and she didn't dare to think about it, but now she had to face it.

"We need Ella's aid, as well as the Holy See. ”

"This is that idiot's idea, does she think she will use her to make conditions for the two empires!"

"It's not a condition, it's a request!" Tina looked at the smoke and dust rising in the distance with solemn eyes, and now it was no longer a Betley, a Shibata County, but an enemy of the entire mortal world.

"What they did in Betley was just an experiment, an experiment on the advent of the demon god, and now that they have the answer, and they have begun to implement it, we will face the arrival of all seven demon gods, and the evil god. The artist's face was covered with a haze and a hint of fear.

"This is an inevitable consequence and a necessary disaster. "The dragon frost looked at the shaking ground in the distance, the place where the three empires converged, and now it has become the best cemetery, the appearance of the two deep and Hong Kong demon gods is not for aggression, but for analysis, analysis of the operation of the rules of the goddess's gift in the angry waves.

Understanding the rules, parsing the rules, and then breaking the rules, this is the favorite method of those demon gods, is the disaster finally coming, it is a pity that the current mortal world is not the best preparation.