One-four-six, Nagi, debut!!

"Death, scoundrel!!"

Shining like a brave man, he saved the girl who was snatched away by the evil Duke of Darkness, and his body was as dazzling as the sun, even the slightly shabby long black trench coat on his body could not hide the noble temperament that naturally flowed. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The man launched a surprise attack on Van's men.

"It's so troublesome, there's no way around it. "Demoralized to the extreme by Fan's bad behavior, Xiaohong, who was wearing a mask, put on a weak posture.

"Then you just need to do your duty as a knight and fight to your heart's content. "Xiao Lu, who is also wearing a mask, seems to be relieved under the mask.

At the moment when the man in the black trench coat and the vanguard of the two knights were about to make contact, a sharp lightning bolt fell from the sky.

With a power that seemed to be able to cut off the atmosphere, the lightning fell deep into the earth, and successfully separated the two sides that were about to come into contact.

The ears of the people even heard a roar like a dragon's horn.

Lightning fell into the ground and plunged into the earth with untold power.

It was a long sword.

The sword inserted into the ground seemed to have undergone countless battles, and the surface appeared to be pitted, with jagged teeth and chips everywhere, half of the sword body was buried deep in the ground, and only half of the sword body was exposed to the ground.

On the hilt of the sword, a short iron chain was still shaking slightly, making a slight tinkling sound, and in the next moment, the iron chain, along with the hilt of the sword, was held in it by a hand.

The owner of the hand drew his sword.

Surprisingly, the sword that fell into the ground like lightning was actually a broken sword, despite the powerful power that was enough to make the two sides stop fighting at the touch of a moment.

The part that plunged into the ground was much shallower than expected, except for the front layer of the broken sword that was slightly buried in the earth.

It was obviously an infinitely powerful blow, but only a shallow layer was buried in the ground, which shows how perfect the control of the strength of the person who made the sword was.

The owner of the Broken Sword, a woman dressed in a long black trench coat (also dirty) identical to the previous intruder, with the same cross decoration, and shoulder-length silver hair as beautiful as a waterfall, appeared, but seemingly unkept, with a blank face.

She first looked at Fan, who was surrounded by the crowd, half of his face swollen like a peach, and then turned her head to look at Leon, who was lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Then, there was a wordless silence.

But this silence made everyone present feel deeply depressed, and the whole audience was shrouded in the cold aura of the woman in black.

While the woman was observing the situation, the guys who were also wearing long black trench coats and hanging crosses appeared one after another opposite the two knights of Red Lotus and Green Wind, they stood on both sides of the girl in black, exuding the aura of the battlefield, silent, crisp, like a sharp sword out of the sheath, full of terrifying spirit.

"Isn't it enough to have been invaded by the Boer once? What is this? The second invasion? all those intelligence guys should be hanged!!" "Little Red, Noy de Charles was furious.

"One more time...... Instead, it was Midori, and Eck Siegfei fell silent with his chin propped up.

The woman who held the broken sword, who seemed to be the leader of these men in black, finally spoke.

It was a beautiful voice like an elf, and the words were cold and short.

"You did it?"

She looked at Father Anderson, who at first glance had no clue and was completely incomprehensible, but Father Anderson seemed to understand the meaning of the woman's words.

"That's right, I did it. ”

The woman looked at the priest with a blank expression, her pursed lips without the slightest curvature, neither joy nor anger, as if she had no emotion at all in response to the priest's answer.

But in the next moment, there was some kind of abnormality in the body of the woman in black.

On the ground beside her, gravel, dust, and other debris were violently expelled by some force.

The ground was empty, as if some kind of force was bursting out with the woman's as the center.

There was no dazzling brilliance, and the invisible aura made Father Anderson feel like a great enemy.

"Paladin, is this the power you gained in the Holy War?"

The woman remained silent and did not answer Father Anderson's words.

Then, she disappeared.

It wasn't that she disappeared as completely unreasonable and cheating as Van de Almac's uncanny magic, but because she was so fast that others lost her figure.

In an instant, she appeared in front of Father Anderson.

The broken sword in his hand was slashed down.

From Father Anderson's body burst out again with a blood-colored coat of pure white fighting energy, and he met it with the double knife in his hand.

The weapons collided with each other, and Father Anderson's pupils shrank sharply.

Unthinkable things happened, Father Anderson, who was also a paladin, was unexpectedly defeated by the other party and was pushed out by a huge force.

Blown away by the tremendous force and completely unable to grip the ground with his feet, Father Anderson kept backing away, plowing a long trail in the earth.

After exiting a distance of about 20 meters, Father Anderson was able to stop.

His leg burst and bled again, the work of Van, and the wound that had seemed to have been forcibly closed by Anderson had now opened open again.

The moment Father Anderson was pushed away, the moment before anyone could react, Van reacted.

He suddenly disappeared in place, and then instantly appeared in the place where Anderson was, that is, the woman in black and Leon lying on the ground.

"Leon, what's going on?damn it, come on, what are you bastards doing there?!"

The black-clothed people who came with the woman in black finally had a slight change in their originally calm granite-like expressions after seeing the elusiveness of mortals.

And the same big change in complexion are the subordinates of Fan.

They were all terrified when they saw Fan appearing next to a woman of unknown origin but with great power.

"Lord Duke!!"

"It's noisy, come and see Leon's injury, I don't know how to treat it!!"

Called out to this by their immediate superiors, Ike and Noi had to respond.

The two of them stepped out of the crowd and took the lead towards the location of Fan.

But they were immediately stopped by the man in black.

The men in black didn't say anything, they just stood in front of them, and just that, like a wall of sighs, gave the people of Almac the illusion that they could never compete with them.

It was the momentum of a great battle that could only be generated after a grand battle that the Almac people could not have imagined, and the battle between Almac and Pol was as worthless as two village chiefs in the countryside and their respective villagers fighting each other.

"Tell your subordinates to get out of the way!!" Fan said unceremoniously towards the woman in black.

"The sword is broken, ......" The woman said expressionlessly in the face of Fan's eager words.

"Leave that alone, help me see Leon's injuries. ”

"The sword is broken...... the woman was unmoved, repeated what she had said earlier, and handed the sword in her hand to Fan.

At this moment, the woman is facing Fan, so it becomes a scene with her back to Father Anderson, who has been beaten away.

Father Anderson, who seized the opportunity, was dispatched.

"The Holy Maiden of Eden, Nagi de Almac, is an enemy of God, and you are guilty!!"

The spurt pierced through the space and the vindictive spirit burst through the sky, and Areth Anderson gambled on everything to the death.

Faced with this fatal blow, the woman named Nagi turned around and drew a perfect arc in her hand.

The two staggered, and the next moment, blood splattered.

Father Anderson's left arm was detached from his body, and the blood flowing in his veins was swaying outwards as much as he could.

The arm fell to the ground, and even then, he did not let go of the weapon he held tightly in his hand.

Father Anderson had lost his arm, but he had not lost his fighting spirit, and his face had once again a frenzied smile.

"Today is a good day, and I will return here to the bosom of my Lord. ”

"Fuck your mother's good day, fuck me off, mongrel, if you dare to say a word again, I will immediately kill the holy city, slaughter all the cross-crossed mongrels there, and smear every inch of the palace with shit!!"

"I'm going to collude with the infidels, I'm going to be a Muslim, I'm going to bow down to the Caliph, I'm going to lead the hibraided bastards in turbans!!"

"Fanatic, let me tell you what real madness is...... Uh, pain, pain, !!!"

Van's cheek was pinched.

And it's the side that is injured and swollen.

Twisted by two white fingers, Fan screamed.

"It hurts, let go, your face is going to be torn!!"

Adding fuel to the fire, rubbing salt to the wound, nothing more.

All the tears of pain flowed down their faces.

"Shut up. The owner of the finger, the woman in black who was the culprit, said lightly.

"Hmm......" Under the coercion of violence, Fan honestly closed his mouth and was as peaceful as a little white rabbit baby.

After the Duke had finished her mouth, the woman who was called Nagi by the priest once again looked at the fanatical priest who was frowning deeply at Fan's words.

She just looked at each other silently, without words, but more effective than any words, without movement, but more threatening than any action.

"Nagi de Almac, a hero in the crusader jihad, led his Knights of Eden to kill countless heretics, and was known as a saint in the world, do you want to shield the heretics around you?"

"Humph!" said Father Anderson, looking at the other with a gloomy face.

"Hmph!!" Fan once again showed a ruthless and resolute expression, as if he was about to immediately run to collude with the Green Sect and kill the Cross Sect without leaving a single piece of armor.

"Hmph......" Nagi's eyes flashed, and Fan immediately lowered his eyebrows and made a white rabbit shape.

Father Anderson stared at the expressionless Nagi again, then at the obedient Bunny, and then at the Black-clad Army behind the two of them and the army led by Red and Green.

His gaze flashed over the children who were surrounded by the soldiers, looking helplessly at his children, flashing over the freckled boy who was killed by Fan, flashing over the blonde Lori who stayed beside Fan and Nagi, at a loss, his eyes flickered, and finally, he closed his eyes.

Without leaving a word, Father Anderson turned and left.

It wasn't until the priest walked away that Fan sat down on the ground with his ass swaying.

At the same time, the freckled boy who had been killed by Fan miraculously stood up.

"This thing can be removed...... he said, tearing off the dagger that hung from his clothes with what appeared to be a retractable blade and red liquid flowing from within.

By the way, this dagger is exactly the same as the one used to stab Father Anderson.

"The cooperation is good, especially the scene where it falls, there is no stiffness at all. Van, who was sitting on the ground, gave a thumbs up to that side.

"I've been playing with you for so long, and if I can't even fool the priest, then I'm really hopeless. The freckled-faced boy patted the dust off his body and said nonchalantly.

At the same time, the blonde little Lori, who had been kidnapped by Fan, pounced on Fan's body in one breath.

"Fan, Father Priest has been deceived by you so miserably, it's a little pitiful. ”

"Having said that, didn't you cooperate with me in this scene......" Fan stretched out his hand and flicked Little Lori's forehead.

"Scared, aren't you?"

"Oh, hey, it's not scary at all, because I know that anything won't hurt us. ”

It should be noted here that Father Anderson was very fond of children, but children did not like this unsmiling priest.

Father Anderson was not one of the other priests in Almac Church, and most of the priests and nuns were more amiable than him, so Anderson was not the closest to these adopted children.

The Duke of Van de Almac, who is so affinable that even Bohr, who is unfamiliar with his life, can immediately find the organization, is completely different.

On one side is a somewhat scary crazy priest, and on the other side is the Duke who has played with him since childhood, how to choose, the answer is already clear at a glance.

Because they are playmates who often get together to play, even if there is no communication in advance, just by looking at Fan's movements, these children can perfectly cooperate with Fan's performance and deceive everyone's eyes.

"Do you see that?" Red Mask took off his mask and reverted to the posture of Noy de Charles.

"In that imminent situation?" said Eck Sieg, who also took off his mask, "what are you ......kidding?"

And perhaps the most embarrassing thing at this moment is the brave man who messed in before, he feels that he has been completely teased, and his previous behavior is like a clown.

With the support of the blonde little Lori, Fan struggled to move to Leon's side, first probed the knight's snort, and felt that his breathing was quite steady, and it didn't seem to stop suddenly, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and then he said to the woman in black standing next to him: "Welcome back, sister, is the holy war finally over?"

Fan's sister, Nagi de Almac, ignored her brother's accosting and looked up into the distance.

Then, the broken sword in his hand was thrown violently.

The broken sword shot out like lightning, and the target was the cross at the top of the church at the highest point of Almac.

Above the cross, Miss Sierra leaped slightly.

The next moment, the cross was cut in two by the broken sword, and it collapsed completely, and Miss Sierra fell lightly to the roof.

"As a big man, it's really unkind to have someone face such a danger alone...... "Sera Jiao, who flashed the attack, said with a smile.

"I don't like what you do. Balzac snorted coldly and jumped off the ground, while the handsome old man on the other side of Dihar had long since disappeared. (Look at the son who went)

Miss Serra, who was left behind, smiled slightly, and the next moment, floated away......

I think the foreshadowing is quite thorough, and it is both a stage and a script, but there are still people who think that Fan has really become a dark duke who kills decisively, vomiting blood...... (To be continued.) )