A bang resounded through the sewers, and a splendid blood flower bloomed on Claude's body, and the slashing knight sword failed to hit Morosad.

Claude covered his chest, a layer of white frost appeared on his palm, and the strong cold was gradually freezing his palm.

Simon held a magic pistol in his hand, and there was a cold mist at the muzzle.

"Magic bullets can't kill you." Simon was a little unwilling.

"This is the ice magic gun, and it's Canel's weapon." Claude recognized the magic pistol in Simon's hand, and his eyes were more murderous.

His palms clenched suddenly, the ice cubes in his hands were crushed, and there was a frozen gun hole on his chest. The ice bullets shot into his body, and the extremely strong and extremely cold air was frantically freezing his flesh and blood. He felt like half of his chest was freezing.

The source blood in the body is boiling, and the body is like a boiling machine generating amazing heat, evaporating the cold air from the gunshot wound, and then a large amount of white hot air emerges from the wound.

The frozen flesh and blood gradually awakened under the boiling source blood, and the flesh and blood slowly wriggled.

Claude glanced at the knight's sword in his hand, with a hint of doubt in his sharp eyes. He did pierce Simon's elbow just now, but there was no blood on the knight's sword, which made him even more puzzled.

This doubt was instantly suppressed, and Morosad killed him again.

"I'll give you a raid, and you'll find a chance to kill him." Morosad roared.

Morosad's behavior just now was obviously to use Simon to block the gun, or to force Simon to shoot, which made Simon very angry.

He didn't want to make a move, but he also knew that Claude would not let him go. Once Morosad was killed, he would follow Morosad's footsteps.

He had no choice but to think about it. He made a note of what he just said in advance, and waited for the opportunity to seek revenge in the future.

Simon, holding a gun and an axe, waited for an opportunity, and fired whenever he got the chance. This made Claude hard to guard against.

Morosad tried his best to intercept all of Claude's attacks and pinned all his hopes on Simon.

Claude's attacks were frequently stopped, and the old bishop became more and more annoyed. The moment the bullet was fired, Claude's counterattack began.

The ferocious knight sword swiftly split Morosad's knight sword, and then kicked Morosad away with one kick, slammed into the wall, and fell into the rat corpse.

A violent silver light surged out, and the silver battle axe slashed towards Claude like a knife.

Claude instantly took the knight's sword, the sword and the axe resisted, and Simon's tiger mouth was cracked by the shock.

With all his strength, Simon's battle axe bent his knight's sword, and sparks flew up.

But his knight's sword did not break, it was also a top-level weapon that had been tempered.

Simon gritted his teeth and pressed the axe hard, trying to repel Claude with his strongest brute force.

But the reality is just the opposite. Claude is stronger than him. With a sudden roar, the silver axe is swept away directly, and Simon staggers back.

Immediately, the black sword came like a torrential rain, running through Simon's body, one sword, two swords...

The body as strong as steel could not block the brutal stab.

The old palm pushed up suddenly, clasping Simon's neck, his five fingers were like iron claws, and his neck was slowly cracking.

The old face was attached to it, and the pair of drooping old eyes flashed with murderous intent and a dazzling look.

In his eyes, Claude is no longer a person. Although he still maintains a human shape, the turbulent erosion is stronger and more terrifying than any pollution monster that Simon has encountered.

At this moment, Claude is simply a walking pollution source, and the ominous erosion emanating from him is frantically affecting Simon's will.

The world in the induction was distorted on a large scale, Claude turned into a ferocious monster in his induction, and he was a weak prey who fell into the hands of the monster.

The shadow ghost is desperately absorbing this ominousness, and because of this overwhelming unimaginable ominousness, the shadow ghost's body is undergoing terrifying changes.

"There is no blood in your body, I didn't hear your heartbeat, you are not human?" The palm that clasped Simon's arm grabbed his collar, he wanted to tear Simon's clothes off, and he wanted to confirm his guess.

"I'm going to **** you."

Simon roared in his heart, and the silver axe was swung and lifted up from below.

Claude pulled his hand with an unpleasant expression, avoided the silver axe, and then rushed towards Simon again.

His will is crazy, and this crazy sense of erosion erodes into Simon's body through the spiritual connection between Simon and the shadow ghost.

Simon squatted in the dark and dark alley, clasped his hands tightly, his face was full of pain, his vision was completely psychedelic, and the whole world began to distort and fall apart.

The old cat and the little one formed a triangle to protect Simon in the middle. The three pets kept growling. Simon suddenly did this, which made the three pets very worried.

The old cat saw Simon's situation, and its eyes flashed light, pulling Simon into the created dream.

It is resisting with its own spiritual power, Tisimon, dissolving the ominous erosion that keeps coming.

"Your strength is increasing." Simon's attack was stronger than before, which surprised Claude.

There are only two situations for this sudden enhancement. One is the ability of the knight itself~lightnovelpub.net~ The second is the increase of external force, such as Morosad's Daloi potion, such as Claude's source blood.

Claude is guessing which kind Simon belongs to.

Even though Simon became stronger, he was still pressed and beaten by Claude. He was beaten badly. Claude's knight sword even pierced Simon's neck.

Morosad finally took a breath and quickly joined the battlefield to relieve some of the pressure on Simon. But his attack was constantly slowing down, his entire face turned black, and the contamination of magical energy was getting faster along with the fierce battle.

He is dying.

Claude pierced Morosad's body with a sword, accelerating his death.

Simon suddenly raised his finger and pointed to Claude's back. Claude's conscious attacking pace immediately slowed down. He looked back and saw that the group of mice was retreating.

The guinea pig also disappeared, probably protected by a group of mice.

Claude directly gave up attacking them and killed the rats.

Simon grabbed Morossad and activated his food energy. The boiling magic energy in Morosad's body was frantically being drawn out and merged into Simon's body.

"What are you doing? You bastard." Molozade growled, angry at Simon.

Damn, are you talking in human words? I am saving you.

"The guinea pig must not fall into the hands of the Green Sun Cult, absolutely not." Morosad broke free from Simon's arm, grabbed the knight's sword, and rushed towards Claude with a staggering pace.

The first few steps can still stagger, but slowly run up, faster and faster.

"In the name of a knight, kill!" He growled angrily as if strengthening his will and determination.

I have to say that at this moment, Simon admires Molossad.

This guy is a real knight.

Maybe.