"clang--!"

The sharp dagger pryed a string of sparks on the stone gate, and there was no reaction except for a few scratches.

The hands clenching the hilt supported the body, and the gray pupils gasped heavily, looking at the cold door that was tightly closed to himself.

Sweat wets the dark blue hair tips and sticks to his forehead, making him even more upset.

Damn ... I shouldn't listen to him.

The huge pressure that suddenly came from behind filled Lucien with a bad hunch; while being blocked by this broken door, he couldn't do anything.

I can only stand in a completely safe place and watch from the side. I ca n’t do anything, I ca n’t do anything ... Even if I think about it, it will only be regarded as a bargaining chip and a threat to the enemy.

Already, not for the first time.

"what--!"

The gray-eyed boy with red eyes slammed into the gate with his sword in his hands, his teeth clenched.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !!!"

Roaring, Lucien raised his short sword again.

Snapped.

A dry but powerful hand gripped the wrist of his sword swing.

"Don't waste your fighting power in such a place."

Gray pupil looked back in amazement and looked at the person behind him in disbelief.

The oath knight who had just been penetrated by the heart, stood in front of him at the moment; the thin cheeks were still solemn and solemn, but slightly pale.

This ... how is this possible? !

"This door has been completely eroded by the void, and it cannot be opened by a simple attack, but I can." The oath knight said slowly, but every word was powerful:

"Destroy all evil **** temples, this is the mission of the vowed knight."

With that, he clasped the star's hilt, revealing its sharp edge bit by bit from the sheath.

Looking at the vowed knight in front of him, the shocked gray pupil fell into another kind of silence ... Pride can't hide his reason. He also knew exactly how strong this knight of firm belief was.

Being able to get his help would be more useful to Loren than his incompetent guard.

"Now, I haven't recovered to the point where I can fight Fanesis ... now he is much stronger than before."

Supporting the body with "Can Star", vowed the knight to stare at the indecisive Lucien, his sharp eyes seemed to penetrate his thoughts instantly: "And you ... the illegitimate son of the Wiltz family, you did not fully show you It should be the strength. "

Gray pupil's head in amazement!

"I am a servant of the Holy Cross, a knight with a missionary sword ... The power in you can't hide my eyes." The oath knight said coldly:

"I know what that is."

Lucien looked horrified.

"But as long as you are the enemy of Fanesis, I can blame the past." The oath knight said lightly: "As long as you don't abandon human nature, I ... can ... pretend not to know."

Only this sentence, he said it was extremely difficult.

Luisen was stunned for a moment, then nodded solemnly: "I know."

Oath the knight did not care about him again, as if his own eyes could no longer see the gray pupils; he solemnly and solemnly lifted the blade:

"Holy Cross, your glory will illuminate the humble us;

Your will will walk on the earth, just like walking on the sky;

May the light shine on the earth, penetrate the darkness and shadow, and let the unbelievers embrace and cry;

At that time ...

All sentient beings will praise the name of my Lord loudly ... "

………………………………………………

Asriel? !

A shocked expression flashed from Loren's face, because the teenager in front of him had turned to face him; under the silky blonde hair, a pair of cunning eyes were looking at him pitifully:

"Alas ... Dear Loren, you have such a surprised expression, don't you think Asriel will not come to save you? We are friends, the best friends, how could I leave you alone?"

Loren tilted his head, quite speechless.

What do you say ... Where should people start voicing?

At this moment, a huge sense of oppression came up again!

The unshakable dark-haired wizard widened his eyes, and the blood on and off his body seemed to evaporate, burning fiercely.

The expressionless "Fanesi" opened his right hand again, punching out of thin air.

"puff--!!!!"

With a smile as pure and cunning as a child, the teenager twisted in front of Loren—the petite body seemed to be clamped by countless iron pliers and torn apart.

The exquisite face and head were smashed alive, and the eyes burst;

The limbs are the same as the torso that was cut off by the waist, and the bones and muscles are crumpled and broken together, like a balloon exploding, and the plasma is pouring out

Blood was splattering, and a thick dark red sprayed Loren.

In less than a second, Asriel was transformed into a pool of flesh with invisible shape under the power of "Fansis".

However, neither the "Fanesi" or the black-haired wizard showed any change in expression.

Sure enough ... At the next moment, the smiling teenager walked out of the plasma with his hands on his back again.

Delicate black and red dress, pale and bloodless skin, platinum hair ... no traces left.

Opening his eyes, Asrell slightly raised the corner of his mouth:

"Do you want to continue? I can fight like this for a day."

Before the words fell, Loren couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

Did this guy ... peek at his memory again?

"Asriel ..."

The indifferent "Fanesi" stepped forward, with a murderous intent in his eyes: "I still wonder who it is, dare to steal the Holy Grail of the Nine Stars in front of me ... it is you."

"Alas ... simple cute Ariel, how could you make such a rude act?" The young man was about to cry out of grievances, and his eyes were so innocent:

"Asriel is only helping his best friend to get what he wants-maybe, what misunderstanding between you?"

"misunderstanding?"

The corners of his mouth rose ironically, and a creepy expression appeared on the withered face of "Fansis":

"Yes, all this is just a" misunderstanding "."

Looking at his expression, Loren only felt the hairy hair stand upside down ... the body, in a subconscious sense of fear.

And Asriel ... the smiling teenager, his petite body was straight; his hands behind his back were clasped tightly with his fingers.

He is afraid?

In Loren's impression, this is the first time Asriel is so obvious, showing the emotion of "fear" in front of himself.

"Tell me, Asriel." Don't panic, "Fansis" said one by one: "If this 'foreigner' is really your 'best friend', why didn't you tell him the truth?"

"Uh ... this is mainly because ..."

"Because you will always be full of lies, one after another." He gazed flanked and looked at the dark-haired wizard behind the teenager with contempt and irony:

"Tell me, did this villain full of lies tell you, I ..." Black Cross "Serior is the" big devil "and the black hand behind the scenes that caused the dragon kingdom to fall?"

"Ridiculous language, weird appearance, a little challenge ... makes you think you can try to confront this cunning reptile, and take advantage of him, if you really think you can do this ..."

The smiling Asriel glanced behind him, only to find that the dark-haired wizard lowered his head, expressionless.

With a sneer, the smile on "Fanness" 's face faded away: "Loren Turin ... you should really go back and immerse yourself in the world of fairy tales."

"Just trying to negotiate with the devil, the chestnut in the fire, the end is to become the puppet and doll of the devil-some special people may be able to escape such a sad end, but you are not special."

"You ... just an ordinary person who thought he was special."

Slightly startled, the dark-haired wizard unconsciously squeezed the hilt in his hand, and his eyes closed slightly under the frown.

The atmosphere fell into silence.

You can hear the heartbeat quietly, and the sound of clenching your teeth.

The teenager with a tense expression and dull eyes looked back slowly, looking timidly behind him, trying his best to maintain the arc of the corner of the mouth:

"Dear Loren, Asriel absolutely has no ..."

Opening her eyes hard, Loren sighed deeply: "... Shut up."

Asriel froze.

The scarlet eyes gleamed with incomparably complex luster, and the lingering boy bowed his head bitterly, but still kept smiling.

"Understood, Loren ... No, it's a stranger." The cold, biting eyes stared at the dark-haired wizard:

"In this world, you have no friends at all, you are just a humble and unworthy mention ..."

"... Shut up." The black-haired wizard interrupted coldly:

"I am talking about you!"

"To shut up!"

Asriel stunned slightly, her scarlet eyes flashed with amazement.

Withered, his face was cold, and the expression of "Fanness" was ugly to the extreme: "Very good."

"Reptiles ... can never face their humbleness."

The tone is bland, but it's murderous.

In the blink of an eye, the heavy sense of oppression came again.

boom--! ! ! !

The crackling loud noise exploded in the ear, Loren felt the bouncing flow of plasma in his body with amazement, and his heart was trembling vigorously.

You ... can you move?

"Three seconds! Loren!"

The blond teenager with open arms gritted his teeth, and his slender figure was in front of him, and he smiled extremely brilliantly: "You have three seconds!"

Three seconds ... enough.

The pupil of the dark-haired wizard suddenly shrank, and the bright silver on his right hand again bloomed with a gray-blue sword; "spiritual vision" perfectly locked the blind spot and main weaknesses of "Fanness", and "transcendence" quickly judged Attack route.

Three seconds ...

"puff--!!!!"

Unsurprisingly, the smiling teenager split in a split second and turned into boiling blood and spattering the whole room everywhere; and behind him, Loren's figure had disappeared without a trace.

Slightly startled, a hint of contempt flashed through the corners of "Fansis"; the next second, the endless black mist turned into arrows, aimed at the rapidly protruding figure, and it suddenly fell like rain.

Attacking head-on is the mortal end, but what Loren has to do ... is attacking head-on!

Sudden turn, sudden stop, parry, block, jump, roll ... in less than a second, at a distance of about ten steps, the black-haired wizard flashed like a residual image, flashed all rushing to himself "Arrow rain".

The gray-blue swordmans also made all the black mist deterred.

Two seconds ...

The sneering "Fansis" swung his right hand violently, and the black fog stopped Loren in front of him.

But Loren didn't mean to stop.

Close the sword ... pull the sword ...

"cut--!!!!"

With an unmatched momentum, Jianmang turned into flames swept forward!

The dazzling golden-red firelight almost disappeared at the same time as the colliding black mist; the figure of the dark-haired wizard had approached within five steps of Fanesis ... two more steps would make him dead on the spot.

But the arc of the corner of "Fanness" 's mouth is not reduced, even more ironic.

puff--!

Blood spewed, and the black mist-sprayed lance penetrated Loren's chest from behind. His body fell weakly, and his blurred vision watched his plasma flying.

A second ...

"Fool you."

The icy pupil shrank violently.

The dark-haired wizard who had just been dying had already rushed in front of him, his dark pupil and "Fansis" staring at him.

Higher-order spells die now.

The blade swept across, accompanied by the bright red impregnated with the sight, the stunned face of "Fansis" instantly split and became a pool of flesh.

Zero ... time is just right.

Loren couldn't help but raised his mouth.

Then, by using the power of the Holy Grail of the Nine Stars to open the dream of solitude, "Fanesi" will be able to keep him out of the material world before he is resurrected again.

If he wants to be resurrected again, he will have to wait until the next large-scale evil **** sacrifice, then ...

"Loren, bow your head!" Ariel's shout suddenly came.

Ok?

"boom----!!!!"

A huge sense of oppression came, and the dark-haired wizard suddenly raised his head, and looked at the inexpressible figure that appeared in front of him again inconceivably.

Can't move!

No ... no, he should have at least four or five seconds to cool down, right?

Why, why? !

Looking contemptuously at an incredibly dark-haired wizard, Farnesses sneered and raised his right hand, and the black mist-like spear hit the front ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ this time ... aimed at his face.

No, I ca n’t hide it!

"clang--!!!!"

The sound of metal collision sounded, and the dull Loren fell to his knees, only to see a thin figure stopped in front of himself at the last minute.

Asriel ... No, not him, this, this seems to be ...

Lucien? !

The two swords fought like shields, and the gray pupils stopped the "Fanesi" with an extremely ugly face.

In the gray-blue icy eyes, there was fire.

"Sorry, Master Binesis." Lussin's expression was indifferent, staring at the strange figure, and the two swords pointed the sword to his figure one after the other:

"This road ... no traffic!"