Kryptonite Lords Section 161
Ryan touched his chin, "You'll know after a while, it's a delicious fruit that is perfect for summer, and it tastes good." β
He also planted a lot of seeds on the ground, and it wouldn't be long before he could eat them.
Summer, Man, Watermelon...... Also short of beach and swimsuit.
But it doesn't matter, it's all simple.
Andrew: "Then I'm looking forward to it. β
Even if he hadn't seen a watermelon yet, Andrew had already begun to imagine what a watermelon would look like.
As soon as the holy spear and the claw touched the point, the werewolf girl retreated to a place where the holy spear could not attack, gently raised the corners of her lips and smiled, looked sideways at the blonde-haired holy son and said, "Open your mouth and close your mouth to claim to be noble, everything else is heretical...... I don't know if the blood of the holy man also hides a smell like a demon. β
"You are disrespectful to the light, you are guilty."
The Son lifted his eyes, and the scepter filled with holy light.
"As you say, all the dark races are evil."
Longmir's human head chuckled under his breath, he stepped back, his right hand holding the Bone Staff, another ugly squirrel head with cracked fangs, a silent grin that was evil and eerie.
The knight was armed with a holy spear, and he wanted to pursue, but when he saw the werewolf girl's teeth, he paused slightly, lowered his head and whispered something in the ear of the Holy Son of Light.
After listening to the knight's words, the holy son raised the pure white scepter in his right hand, looked at the werewolf girl's face and sighed softly, and then looked at her with extremely indifferent eyes: "It turns out that you are the one who is wanted...... The evil queen born of the union of the fallen vampire and the dark wolf......"
"Shut up!"
The werewolf girl seemed to be extremely sensitive to the latter sentence, and before the Holy Son of Light could finish speaking, she had already raised the hem of her skirt, like a swift thunderbolt, and slashed the tip of her claws into the Son's chest. At the same time, the werewolf girl's attack was not only aimed at the Holy Son of Light, she divided multiple phantoms, as if she was ready to tear everyone present who heard these words to shreds.
The sharp claw tips bring blood-colored arcs of light, as if they can shatter space and stir up storm turbulence.
Mussel chanted a spell and raised his fingers to freeze the water into ice, while pulling the elven princess Katrin behind him and using the ice shield to fend off the werewolf girl's attack.
The werewolf girl not only has sense, but her most sensitive sense of smell is her sense.
In addition to Ryan and Andrew, who have completely hidden their traces, she can't find them, and the other two people who are hiding in the shadows are also 'forced' to appear in the attack of the claws-
One is a fox male orc about 170 tall with red beast ears on his head, he holds a beast bone staff in his right hand, his profession is supposed to be an orc fire mage, and his companion is a dwarf gunner, who is even shorter than a goblin.
The claws waved in an arc of light, and Ryan, who had disappeared from his figure, took a few steps back, pulling Andrew to a safe place to continue watching the play.
Although Ryan felt that what the Holy Son of Light said was not very good, after all, people who understood it could understand that he was directly scolding a girl for being a mongrel, but this did not affect his gaze and fell on the dexterous ears of the fox orc.
The male orcs of the fox tribe are not tall, and the arms and calves of humans are very slender, and their faces are soft and indistinguishable from humans, with light eyebrows and narrow eyes. But his palms and feet were the claws of a fox, and the flesh pad of his right arm held the staff of animal bones, the red and black fluff was soft and not heavy, and his whole body was only wrapped around his waist with a red fluffy animal skin.
Ryan glanced at the chest of the fox orc who was wearing nothing, then quickly removed his eyes, looked at his face and quietly sighed in his mind and system: "All right, this fox spirit is so good-looking!" Are all vixens so beautiful? β
Oh!
That thin waist, that little face!
The fur that is naturally like black silk, the light turn to avoid the attack, and even the eyes are very charming with a slight flutter!
And this is still a male vixen, and it's not too early to change him!
System: "? β
I can't understand Ryan's suddenly excited system: "That's obviously just a normal male fox orc, where did the fox spirit come from?" β
"It's okay." Ryan, "What's the name, it doesn't affect how good he looks." β
The system asked, "Then you can do it again?" β
"Wrong."
Ryan shook his head, "That's not it, I don't have weird fetishes. β
Ryan: "I'm just admiring the beauty. β
After all, there is no good result for the same property.
He's still very self-aware.
"That's too." The system lowered its voice and whispered, "I'll tell you a secret, he's not just bisexual, he's a 1." β
Ryan: "? β
Thanks, there was to be killed.
Well, goodbye!
Why tell such a cruel thing to a person who originally only wanted to appreciate beauty.
Ryan turned his head sideways, and he felt that Andrew was more pleasing to the eye than the pretty fox orc.
Oh!
Looking at the handsome man, the mood has become even happier!
Merely.
Ryan withdrew his gaze and looked back at the werewolf girl.
His instinct told him that the other party might have something left behind.
After all, light magic is the natural enemy of the dark race, even if there is only one light knight, it will be very troublesome for her to deal with, not to mention that at this time, there is also the super strong assistance of the Son of Light.
In addition, the werewolf girl is completely unnecessary to force the fox orcs and dwarf gunners out of the shadows.
Ryan felt that there was a good chance that these people were in a group.
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The werewolf girl's footsteps carried the wind, and the tips of her claws slashed into the chest of the Holy Son of Light.
"The light walks with me."
The blonde Son had holy eyebrows and eyes like clear sky, and he held a scepter in his hand and began to chant sacred hymns in a low voice.
The knight guarding the Son of God held the spear in his hand, and loyally guarded in front of the Son, facing the blood-colored claws, he fearlessly held the spear to meet the attack.
When the werewolf's claws and the holy spear met, Longmir, who was with the werewolf girl, also made a move at the same time.
Although the Son of Light and the Holy Maiden do not practice attack magic, the Holy Son of Light and the Holy Maiden both have extremely strong support abilities.
Longmir, who had the head of a squirrel, did not have the idea of letting the Holy Son of Light finish his chanting smoothly, and at the moment when the Holy Son of Light began to chant poetry, Longmir waved the magic wand in his hand, and in the magic array that appeared on the ground, countless thousands of dark shadows turned into black claws, accompanied by the pitch-black passage at the feet of the Holy Son of Light, in a vain attempt to capture him into the abyss.
Mussell's fingers caressed the staff, wondering if she was going to help at the moment, and Katrin, the nature spirit who had a friendly relationship with the Temple of Light, was hesitant to do so.
The knight noticed the strangeness at the feet of the Holy Son, and immediately prepared to return to the defense with the holy spear in hand.
The Son of Light held the scepter firmly, ignoring the shadow hand stretched out to his ankle, and said to the knight in front of him fearlessly: "Essex, the vile evil cannot invade the light in my heart, I order you to capture the evil werewolf in front of you and return it to the divine court, and hand it over to the inquisition to execute her crimes." β
The knight who was called by the name of Essex wore a helmet and could not see his appearance, he was holding a holy spear, and at the moment when the words of the Holy Son of Light fell, a divine angelic image appeared behind him.
Essex's voice was low, and he replied with his back to the Son of Light, "I will obey your orders, Your Highness Isidore, and I will go and take her down." β
After speaking, the knight held his spear and launched a fierce attack on the werewolf girl mercilessly, completely ignoring Fang Cai's gentle posture, and forced her back ruthlessly in an instant.
The divine light was like a sharp blade, slicing through the werewolf girl's arms and face, and her skin began to leak dark blood.
"In the name of the Light, the darkness recedesβ"
The Son of Light raised his scepter and protected himself with divine light, using the light to defend himself against the invasion of the shadows.
Seeing that neither Werewolf Maiden nor Rommir could do harm to the Son, Mussell regretted his hesitation for a second, and then he raised the Staff of Water and prepared to help the Son of Light.
However, just as Odore raised his staff, the diminutive dwarf gunner aimed the cannon directly at Musel's head.
Then the orcs of the fox clan raised their staffs, looked at Musel with narrow eyes and said, "Don't act rashly~"
Mussell took the staff, finished his chanting, and stood calmly in place.
The male orc of the fox clan was about to continue to say something to Musel, but the werewolf girl, who was about to be unable to parry the holy light, suddenly turned her head sideways, looked at him fiercely and said, "Don't play Harold, the strength of me and Hector is limited by the light, and there will be no chance when he finishes chanting smoothly." β
At the moment when the werewolf girl spoke, Ryan and Andrew, as well as Musel, immediately determined that these four creatures of different races definitely knew each other, or were companions.
"Okay~ my dear Miss Lydia, I'm here to help."
Harold withdrew his gaze from Musel, and replied lightly, his voice was a little shrill and deliberate, and then he lowered his head to look at the dwarf gunner beside him and said, "Mr. Harvey, then they will be handed over to you, I will go over and help first." β
The dwarf artilleryman pushed the exaggerated black beard under his nose, and replied in a rough voice: "Oh, then you can go quickly, if they dare to move, my artillery fire will not be merciful." β
Harold flicked the fluffy foxtail behind him and tiptoed towards the werewolf girl named Lydia.
Putting everything aside, the stealthy Ryan looked sideways at the guard knight of the Holy Son of Light, and asked in a low voice in his mind and system, "All ...... Is this Essex the one I should know? β
Ryan remembered that Amore had told him about the rainy season when he had told him that the Border Guards of Oran were led by the name of Essex.
And Essex of Oran, who is also a knight by profession.
System: "Yes and no. β
Ryan: "What do you mean?" β
"He is the Essex of Oran, the Frontier Keeper who should obey your orders as Lord of Oran."
The system's voice paused: "But he is also the Essex of the Temple of Light, the guardian knight of the Holy Son of Isidore. β
Ryan: "It's too complicated, keep it simple. β
System: "You can simply think of it as...... The same soul has two bodies. β
"Then why did he come to Oran?" Ryan was puzzled, "Why did he put a body in Orlan?" β
Ryan: "And he just mentioned His Highness, is Isidor a prince?" β
"There are many such knights in the Temple of Light."
The system reworded, "This is why the Temple of Light knows so many secrets. β
Ryan didn't understand clearly for a moment, "The Temple of Light knows that the King of the Elemental Elves is in Oran?" β
"Not sure." System: "But they have such knights in many places. β
The system's voice paused for a moment, "And Isidore, he was once a prince. β
Ryan: "I'll take back the rights to Essex when I get back." β
It's terrifying, originally Ryan didn't think there was anything, but after thinking about it, if the Temple of Light wanted to do something, I was afraid that it would be able to easily capture Orlan directly.
System: "Yes but not necessarily, Essex in Oran, who has temporarily sealed his memories related to the Temple of Light, only knowing that he joined Orlan because of the prophecy. β
Ryan immediately asked, "What is the prophecy?" β
"It's just a very ordinary prophecy."