The sword of kings is retreating, and the fallen are frantically attacking the angels. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The scythe swirled continuously, and from time to time it blew out the wind blade, making the golden armor a mess.

Fiy was tired now, but she didn't want to just go down. His eyes were still firm, and he seized the moment of the enemy's negligence, and finally launched a counterattack!

Layla was really tired, and her hand that kept manipulating the scythe lost control a little, and just like that, the holy sword slashed through the armor on her thigh.

Since the wrist is no longer flexible, it is better to use force directly. She thought so, and then abandoned the scythe and clenched her right hand into a fist, slamming it the ornate armor.

This boobs ...... It's a shame for this face.

Fei Yi was knocked out of the air, spurting out a mouthful of blood in the air, and his eyes became a little misty.

"It's so strong......"

Is there such a big gap between genius and waste? Sure enough, many things are doomed from the beginning.

She saw the fist again, the face that was covered in blood but still smiling proudly, as if to mock her incompetence.

Give up, don't linger, and leave it at that. It was the voice in her heart, reappearing at this moment.

Probably liking her face, this fist smashed into her chest again. Like a cannonball, she pierced the ground and sank deep into it.

The heart was badly damaged, but it was already good, and without this armor, the heart might have exploded in the first encounter.

Leila falls to the ground, recalling the scythe as she slowly approaches Fiy like a grim reaper. The sound of soft footsteps was harsh at this point.

The countdown bell had already sounded, ticking through Fay's ears and into her head, powerless.

But the bell suddenly stopped, and one of the monsters got up and held for a second, and he regained consciousness and stood in front of the Grim Reaper.

"Once again, hello, Mr. Knight. Leila smiled a little reluctantly, but raised her scythe anyway, ready for the final blow.

"I said ......" To everyone's surprise, Wood spoke, and sprinted forward!

"I said, I'm feeling bad right now!"

The claws grabbed the scythe, and then the burning dagger suddenly appeared and stabbed down!

Lyra reacted quickly, abandoning her scythe and grabbing the dagger with her armoured hand, and at the same time kicking the reluctant monster to the ground with a side kick.

The next moment, she withdrew her scythe, and the black flame obscured her vision.

She didn't panic, she closed her eyes and prepared to fight with her heart and eyes, she had already found the monster that was barely standing up.

Abandoning the scythe again, her palms spread out and forward, the magic circle quickly unfolded, and she wanted to solve it all with a simple fireball.

The fiery red fireball passed through the black flames and came to Wood. Wood tried to smile, but found that he couldn't make it. Thinking of his handsome face being ruined, he became more and more angry!

He knew better than anyone else that a fireball could kill him, so he threw his dagger.

The fireball collided with the dagger, and the explosion that was not too loud or flashy exploded, and then the monster passed through the fog of the explosion and circled to the other side of the black flame.

It's incredibly fast, and that's his last strength.

Lyra suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the gap where the black flame had suddenly dissipated, and saw the blood-red eyes that were extremely calm without a trace of rage.

This man has complete control over the demon's body. It's scary, so she's going to kill him as soon as possible.

The scythe is back in the hand, and then it is very simple and practical to cut down!

Like a crescent moon, the scythe slashed through Wood's body, leaving him with a shocking streak of blood. But the demon silently turned around and showed the two magic arrays on his back to the degenerate.

In addition to the original one, there is now an additional burning magic array. It's quiet, an eerie blue flame.

It was all reflected in Lyra's pupils, and she panicked to retract the scythe, but it was too late.

The magic circle broke free of Wood's body and instantly began to summon a messenger from the Netherworld.

The icy aura dispelled the black flames, and the sudden attack of the Stygian Flames wanted to bring this battle to an end!

Leila tried to teleport again, but her body didn't react. She could only watch as the flames pounced on her, extinguishing the black flames and freezing the joints of her hands and feet.

The armor that had been torn apart gradually began to dissipate under the tireless burning of the Stygian Flame, and the Stygian Flame had begun to burn her body.

It was desperate, but luckily Mr. Knight had fallen, otherwise she would have been even more desperate.

But there was one thing she wanted Mr. Knight and all the challengers to remember. She doesn't like the title of Chosen Daughter, she prefers to be a troublemaker!

The scythe began to spin, the aura from the abyss emanating from her, and she began to try to step out of this sea of fire.

She'll snatch the challenger's share of the victory!

It's a lot of momentum, but it's really hard to do. She finally walked out of this cold sea of fire, but she stumbled and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

The scythe had also fallen into a deep sleep from the efforts he had just made, not to mention his frozen wings. She struggled to stand up, brushing the flames that remained on her body with her hands, slowly dissipating.

Give her a little more time and she will be able to live. But she wasn't the only one who wanted to be a troublemaker, and the mage came, and the tired and crazy woman raised her staff and gave her a blow to the head.

Dizzy and covered with blood, she smiled and got up and threw the mage down to her.

Then he followed the example of the beast, and opened his mouth to bite off the fragile and snow-white and noble neck of a swan.

Let the lady die.

The Fallen struggled to open their little mouths and fall, their teeth already biting into the flesh......

Burst.

What a harsh sound. She lost her strength, and she tried to turn her head and saw the resolute face that had come out of self-abandonment.

The sword of the king killed her again. But there is one thing, very different.

She didn't summon the Grim Reaper last time, nor did she abandon her ladylike demeanor, it was a graceful death. But this time, she knew that she would only die if she completed the broken mission, but she used all her strength.

It's ugly to die, but it's still necessary to maintain etiquette and praise this group of more powerful adventurers...... and angels who are no longer believers.

The king's sword was slowly pulled out of her body, and she knew that her heart might have been split in two, and she was afraid that God would not be able to save her.

She turned over with all her might, looking at the faces of the mediocre with blood-stained eyes, and couldn't help but think of the big girl who wanted to talk to her when she was basking in the sun that day, but she ignored her indifferently.

"But at that time, you probably weren't born yet. She said something that only she could understand.

"I don't know what you're talking about, but ......" Fay looked at the blade dripping with blood with a complicated expression, still unable to say the rest of the words.

But you're really strong, so strong that I almost gave up the confidence to live.

"Do you know jealousy?" asked Leila suddenly.

Fiy looked at the smile and lost his mind slightly, but finally nodded.

The last time she laughed, she felt full of sarcasm, but now she laughs, she feels warm. When the stance changes, so does the instinctive life. That's right, that's ordinary.

"Jealousy is never a virtue, but I believe that there will be at least one moment or image in your life that will bring this original sin to your heart. ”

"Have you ever had one?"

"Yes, I like a senior, but after being defeated by me, he never appeared in front of me again. Leila's voice became quieter and quieter, "He was still a student after I joined the army, and one day I came back to school for an event and saw him sitting in the audience. ”

"And then?"

"Later...... Scold. Lyra chuckled again. "Then I called up the schoolgirl who was holding his arm and gave her an impossible task to make her look good and suffer the different stares of all the spectators. ”

"You must be acting innocent. Fay frowned, she could imagine that kind of image, though she never listened to the speeches of genius 'seniors'.

"yes, I looked at 'him' with an innocent expression, like to say I really don't know why it turned out to be ......" Lyra's voice suddenly choked, blood spurting from her mouth.

"One of the seven original sins, jealousy. Fiy put away the King's Sword, knowing that it was impossible for Leila to stand up again.

"There's arrogance in me, there's ...... Never mind. So much to talk about, I just want to tell you that I, who is called the Chosen Daughter, have been bound by original sin, let alone you. Leila closed her eyes and continued.

But whether you are obedient or disobedient, you have to face the ugliness of your heart, because only then can you become stronger. I understood this from the first day I became a troublemaker. ”

Fiy sat on the ground and looked up at the sky.

"That's why you can be called a genius. She finished saying this, but after a long time, no one made a sound.

She sighed, and since she heard the title of the Chosen One, she had confirmed that this fallen was the most legendary one in history.

The fame is much greater than that of many twelve-winged angels who live in seclusion.

She was very jealous of this, for reasons needless to say. For a while, many nights, she kept thinking about the legendary deeds of the Chosen Daughter, tossing and turning, and couldn't sleep all night.

For what? Just so that that the prayer for injustice can be heard by God. But then she learned that it wasn't a prayer but an excuse for jealousy.

She didn't dare to think back to that time until now, because it was one of the few memories of her that was full of extremely ugly "feelings".

Low self-esteem isn't the original sin, right?

Everyone has something they don't want to tell "outsiders", she is like this, and the witch who is holding back her tears and gritting her teeth to carry Wood must be the same.

The only difference is that she may not tell Wood about it, but the witch will tell Wood everything she wants.

As long as this knight wants to know. There was no moment when the knight was an outsider to the witch.

She stepped forward to help, Catherine nodded to her, and the two women began to drag their scattered companions together.

Sisott was covered in injuries and was no longer breathing, but the death prompt in the team system had not yet appeared, and even if it did, Catherine would not give up!

It wasn't until the moment her companion stood in front of her that she finally understood that there was not only the owner here, but also many respectable friends.

Sissi also ran over, she wanted to speak, but Catherine didn't want to listen to the words of self-reproach. Directly blocked, calm she understood that she had to wake up Elizabeth first.

Thump.

Stumbling and a little confused, she fell to the ground, and Sissi hurriedly stepped forward to help her up. She didn't let herself fall asleep, and with her trembling hand she plunged the needle into the priest's neck.

Compared to the arms, the neck can transmit the effects of the drug to the brain faster. Originally, this needle was used for the last fight, but fortunately it was not used.

The external injuries have been healed by the Holy Sword skill, so only the inside remains......

"Ahh She hadn't come back from the scene where she saw death.

Thankfully, the potion was also useful for pastors. For the first time, Catherine thanked the pharmacist of Boyens so much. Then he directly stretched out his palm and slapped Elizabeth very hard, cleanly, clearly and loudly.

Elizabeth's eyes finally came to light, and the tragedy was reflected in her pupils, she got up without a word, and then took the priest's staff in Catherine's hand and rushed over.

Catherine lay beside Wood, holding back her tears and smiling as she held back her claws that had not yet faded from her demonic state.

We won.

......

They won, and he knew that because he had watched the whole battle.

"Looking at her wonderful performance, don't you think it's a pity that we didn't recruit her to our team in the first place?" said a male fallen angel.

The blonde human, who has a thousand faces and is handsome at this time, nodded in agreement, and said with a smile: "Yes, if we accept it at that time, maybe now we can have one more sixteen-winged god here." ”

"And it's beautiful! the beauty that doesn't change its face with power!" the Fallen Angel indignantly reminded the man how a pity it was.

"I know, that's the point. The man smiled and touched the wings of the fallen angel, and couldn't help but think......

"How the hell do you sleep with sixteen wings?"

The fallen angel had a black line on his face when he heard this, and the man laughed and patted him on the shoulder, and then continued to watch the picture of the rescue in the crystal ball.

"It's a shame......"

"You're such a verbose fellow, and you're so tired of chattering!"

"Boss, let's go to the underworld to rob the hell!

"Get out. That place in the underworld, I don't want to go again for the rest of my life. ”

"But...... It's a shame ......."

"Alas...... I've said it all, you're a fool and you're already a god, don't you have to be a sperm worm every day?"

"Grievances ......"

"Get out!"

With a flick of the man's hand, the fallen angel disappeared, and he didn't know where he went.

After being a spectator for a while, he suddenly waved his hand back and summoned the fallen angel back.

"Boss, what are you doing? I was just about to go to the lower planes to have fun. ”

"It's nothing, I just forgot to say it. If you are not yet a god, you are really suitable to be the spokesperson of lust in the Seven Original Sins. ”

......

Won, that's the first feeling Wood wakes up to. The second feeling is that it's great to feel the sun again!

He wanted to write thousands of words for this blazing sun, but in the end he couldn't do without four words.

It's good to be alive.

"Come, water. Elizabeth's voice came.

Wood tried to reach out, but suddenly found himself unable to do so. He was covered in bandages and was extremely uncomfortable.

Elizabeth chuckled and immediately opened the stopper and slowly poured water into the wounded's mouth.

"How long has it been?" asked Wood, who had returned to reality.

"It's been two days, and we're all waiting for the head of the regiment to make the next decision. ”

"So how long will it be before I can be alive?"

"Maybe, a few days should be enough...... But this face may not get better for the rest of its life. Elizabeth smiled a little mischievously, "I suggest you wear that mask in the future, it's not handsome anyway." ”

"When I'm all right, see if I don't beat you to death. Wood smiled, but said in a vicious tone.

Elizabeth blinked, sticking out her tongue to tease the incapable commander. She's not afraid of beating, there's a kind of you coming to really!

"Puppy. "Wood's mentality is going to blow up.

"Puppies are puppies, you can't bite them now anyway. ”

Wood decided to endure it, what about a few days after a gentleman's revenge? Because Elizabeth was able to talk to him so easily, she must have been fine with her companions.

Despite the bandages, Wood felt the breeze blowing through his body. It's very comfortable and it's also lazy.

He slowly closed his eyes, ready for a good night's sleep.

"Good afternoon, puppy. ”

"Good afternoon, bastard master. ”

In the distance, knowing that Wood had passed the dangerous period, Fay also breathed a sigh of relief.

She thought about it, but she took off the coat that covered the corpse, then picked up the sleeping dark princess and slowly walked towards the cemetery that had not yet been filled.

I don't know if I'm resurrected here, but I hope you'll rest here in peace. She thought so, and then put the scarred Leila down......

"Huh?" Fei felt something in his hand, and when he picked it up, it was a colorful crystal.

Could this be, Wish Crystal?

Her heart began to beat rapidly, and she hurriedly held the crystal in her hand, and her heart was happily caught in the battle between heaven and man.

Wood needed it badly, though not knowing why. But she also wants to be selfish, and she wants to make a wish to become stronger.

There's no why, it's just a desire to get stronger, and there's no need for a reason.

The process of hesitation was long and lasted for several days. It wasn't until Wood punched the priest in the head and walked towards her with a smile that she still hadn't made up her mind.

"Thank you for finally stepping up and winning for us. Wood took out the fruit and threw it over.

"It's nothing ......" Fiy took the fruit and took a bite with mixed feelings.

It's so sweet.

"What's wrong?" Wood spotted Fiy's anomaly, after all, they were half friends.

"That ......" Fay still kept her head down, and it took a moment before she slowly took the crystal out of her pocket.

"This is, loot. ”

Wood's breathing intensified, and he trembled as he picked up the Seven-Colored Crystal, its name was the Wish Crystal!

"Thank you, thank you really. Because it's very important to me!"

From hope to disappointment, and from disappointment to holding a wish. Wood knows none of this will be easy.

"Nothing. Fay looked up and smiled reluctantly.

Because of this smile, Wood also reacted from ecstasy, and he was a little hesitant now. He understands that in his life, there are very few opportunities to change his fate.

He understood the darkness in Fay's heart better.

"Take it. Fay saw through Wood's hesitation, "I feel like my fate has changed when I met you." ”

Wood gripped the blazing crystal tighter, took a deep breath, and smiled the most sincerely, using it to say the most sincere words.

"Thank you. I'm lucky to have met you. ”