Chapter 737

"Changshan Zhao Zilong, ginseng!"

Zhao Zilong directly reported his name.

Unfortunately, millian doesn't know.

She hesitated for a moment.

Zhao Zilong... Who is it?

But right now, it's not a time for doubt.

According to the feedback from the sword, millian knew that there was a strong black smell of armed men pouring out from time to time in the gap of armor.

It's terrible.

Her fighting instinct told her that the strength of this man was not below himself.

The dull hair on millian's forehead stood up straight.

Every nerve in the whole body sends a warning to millian at the same time.

After a brief confrontation, Milian shook her invisible sword and swung the other party's gun tip away.

Zhao Zilong stood in the battlefield, just one shot, standing there, but the pressure he brought to Milien exceeded the thousands of animals on the battlefield.

It seems that he alone is enough to compete with thousands of troops.

"I didn't want to participate in this unreasonable fight," Zhao Zilong said calmly. "However, since I came to this strange era as a hero, Zhao should go all out and live up to the name of 'hero'."

Millian's face was calm, her wrist shook, and the animal blood on the invisible long sword was thrown away.

"Invisible weapon, interesting." Zhao Zilong smiled. He held a silver long gun and skillfully swung the gun flowers. He said, "this gun is eight feet six and weighs fifty kilograms. There is no right in the ends of the earth. It's called... Yajiao gun."

"I see." Millian didn't know when she learned the mantra of Yilin. She nodded and looked expressionless.

After reporting the name and weapon data, Milian took the initiative to disperse the "wind king's boundary" on the surface of the sword to hide the shape and reveal the real body of the sword.

It was a long golden sword with exquisite patterns carved on its handle.

The wave light flows on the blade. You can see that it is not a mortal thing.

Zhao Zilong's eyes flashed when he saw mileen's move.

"Now that you have taken the initiative to report your name and weapons, it would be too impolite for me to hide my head and tail again, which would damage the dignity of my ancestors."

The armour trembled, and Milian put on a dead fight posture with cold eyes: "my name is Milian altoria x pandragon. This sword is called the sword in the lake. It is said that this sword was given to our ancestors by the goblins in the lake and has been handed down to this day."

"Very good."

Mileen's magnanimity was recognized by Zhao Zilong. He smiled and walked towards Milian step by step. As soon as the long gun shook, he stabbed the shadow of the gun forward, drowning Milian's figure.

The two fought together.

……

Gu Tianqing was surrounded by corpses with countless holes in their bodies.

The complaining spirit behind him flashed away.

In fact, what even Irene doesn't know is,

Gu Tianqing is also an apostle with two spirits.

His possessed spirit is twins.

As for the origin, there is no need to delve into it.

It was a frightening past.

The two possessed spirits, Gu Tianqing, named it "Freya".

And they look as like as two peas.

After Gu Tianqing's Tarot card was "killed" by the black assassin, he lost the ability of tarot card.

But there's a spirit. There's another one.

Freya, too.

His two Freya.

Different identities.

One is a "diviner".

The other is the executioner.

In the Caribbean World, Gu Tianqing's harvest is far more than Yilin imagined.

Gu Tianqing consumed a lot of magic.

He gasped in place.

But in order to keep his hair in order, he pretended that he was not very tired and stroked his hair gracefully.

At this time, steady but not disorderly footsteps came from behind.

"Are you coming?"

Gu Tianqing turned around with a smile. A blonde man in noble knight armor came with a smile.

"You smell disgusting."

The blonde man didn't talk nonsense. He slowly pulled out a long sword with gorgeous decoration and dark body from the scabbard around his waist.

The pattern on the hilt is very unique.

Gu Tianqing, with a fake smile on his face, changed slightly.

"Holy sword durandel...? who are you?"

For the blonde knight who can recognize his weapons at a glance, an accident flashed in his eyes.

He smiled: "unexpectedly, someone in this era can recognize my weapon. In that case, there is no need to hide my identity. Originally, I wanted to fight with the descendant of the knight king, but since you can recognize durandel at a glance and kill you, you don't disgrace the name of 'rider'. My name is... Roland. The person who will kill you."

"Roland!"

Gu Tianqing lost his smile.

He naturally knows who Roland is.

In history, Roland was the first of the twelve Knights under Charlemagne the great.

In various historical books written by Charlemagne, Roland was crowned with the virtues that all knights should have. Integrity, humility, warlike, friendly, kind. His knighthood, even older, was celebrated for thousands of years.

If mirien comes from the ancient Knight king family, Roland is the ancestor of the knight. He is almost famous in history as a "Paladin".

"The Holy Grail is a strange thing. If I can go out alive and perform on the same stage with the legendary historical figures, it will become the capital I boast."

Gu Tianqing couldn't help shaking her head, but her smile didn't decrease.

He took two bloody spikes and held them in his hands.

Gu Tianqing said with a bitter smile, "I'm not good at melee."

"Sorry, you and I can't help stepping on the battlefield."

Roland stood where he was, and the holy sword durandel was inserted upside down on the ground.

The gesture seemed to say:

Come on! Let you do three things!

"Isn't that good?"

Gu Tianqing said as she flicked her finger, and a black ray shot at Roland.

……

"Execute with a smile, a fatal hug!"

"Grade" a

"Type" vs. monomer treasure

"Attack distance" 1 ~ 5

Max snap 1

……

Gu Tianqing said something bad, but she was not polite at hand.

As soon as he raised his hand, he released the treasure.

On the face of the humanoid iron Figurine, blood and tears flowed out with a smile.

"Click!"

"Iron virgin" two coffin doors, one open and one closed.

In an instant, Roland was locked in a thorn hell.

……

Another part of the battlefield.

Behind Michelle, sonic booms continued relentlessly killing the monsters around her.

Her sickle was covered with animal blood.

Dada dada.

The crisp sound of horse hoofs came from a distance.

A bronze chariot with an ancient flavor came from the air.

Michelle frowned and stopped the killing.

There are four horses in front of the bronze carriage.

But those four horses are not real horses. The horse's body was covered with copper rust and its eyes were dull. It was obviously not a living creature.

Behind the bronze horse chariot, he pulled a convertible. In the car, a man in a simple black robe sat on it. He opened his eyes slightly. There was an arrogance in his eyes, which no one could match.

"Where is my great Qin Dynasty now?"

The man on the bronze horse chariot asked Michelle, who was standing in the battlefield with blood all over, in an arrogant tone.

Michelle stared at the man on the bronze horse chariot.

"Who are you?"

"Presumptuous, who doesn't know me in the world?"

"Sorry, I don't know."

Michelle's speed broke out. Without hesitation, she flashed to the bronze horse chariot and cut the man's neck with a sickle.

Dang Dang——

But Michelle hasn't had time to cut it off.

Behind the man, a few clay soldiers appeared strangely, using their bodies as shields and blocking in front of the sickle.

Bang bang!

The earth soldier's defense was not high, but in an instant, he blocked Michelle's sickle.

"If you dare to disrespect me, you should be implicated!"

The emperor on the bronze horse chariot set off a torrent of anger in his heart.

With the sound of dragon singing, the bright light of the sword bursts from the scabbard.

The first emperor from the Far East, with that sword, broke out at a speed that even Michelle couldn't react, and stabbed it out.

"Hiss!"

The Sword Pierced Michelle's shoulder, and Michelle looked at the emperor on the bronze horse chariot in shock.

His sword exceeds the speed of sound?

Michelle feels unscientific.

This is beyond magic.

Although she is a wandering magician, she has not experienced the Holy Grail War.

What she doesn't know is that the summoned spirit, under the magic blessing of the Holy Grail, occasionally appears some normal level treasures or abilities.

These unconventional treasures or abilities can often surpass all physical attributes such as speed, strength and agility in the ordinary sense.

This is unconventional,

This is unscientific.

——"Absolute hit"!

In an instant, Michelle reacted.

The other party's treasure must have some unconventional attributes.

He did not catch himself moving at the speed of sound, but ignored the speed. At the moment of the sword, he was doomed to the effect of "hit"!

……

"Michelle is in danger!"

On the wall, Yan Feng's face changed slightly.

With his magic eye, he saw Michelle fighting with each other's spirits and was injured.

Seriously, his relationship with Michelle is not deep.

But for him, it is his teacher, Mei Lin, who has deep feelings for Yanfeng justice.

But Michelle is Merlin's disciple.

In other words, Michelle is his junior sister.

Michelle is in crisis, and Yanfeng can't sit idly by.

He didn't understand the meaning of the teacher putting him in this situation.

But Yanfeng just knows that the teacher knows everything and can do everything. He can see through the future. Therefore, the teacher's actions must have a meaning that ordinary people can't understand.

Right now, Michelle must not die in this era!

Yanfeng just jumped off the city wall, stepped on the monster's body and rushed in the direction of Michelle.

"Hiss!"

It can be said that Feng just ran out not far.

A brown light, from hundreds of meters away, like a flash of lightning, suddenly penetrated Yanfeng.

Yanfeng just coughed up blood. The whole person, like a skin shrimp strung on a barbecue fork, arched his back and flew out.

He had just run away and flew back.

Yan Feng just lowered his head and looked shocked.

In his belly, a seemingly ordinary wooden shotgun pierced him and nailed him to the wall.

Nailed to the wall of Uruk!

An agile figure, like a little female leopard, quickly crossed the battlefield and came to the wall of Urumqi.

She has exquisite facial features, but a scar on her face destroys this delicacy incisively and vividly, leaving only indescribable toughness. She was wearing a simple animal skin, which covered the sensitive and key parts to ensure harmony. The strong but underdeveloped wheat colored muscles shrink and stretch with her movements, making the animal skin woman's whole body full of another kind of wild beauty.

The most striking thing is her exposed eight abdominal muscles and perfect vest line. This is the perfect figure that many men can't expect in their life. It happens to appear in a woman.

The beast skin woman came step by step.

She looked contemptuously at the fair peak nailed to the wall like a prey.

"Weak man, you are not qualified to be my wife Hippolyte."

wife?

Hanging on the city wall, Yanfeng, shaking with the wind, was just, endured severe pain, but slowly made a question mark.

He seems to have heard a typo.

The other seems to come from an older era.

Is there an essential difference between the language of that era and modern understanding?

Yanfeng just pulled the gun out... He didn't pull it out.

The gun went deep into the city wall.

It can be seen that this shot is so terrible.

On the wall.

Gilgamesh looked down at the arrogant woman with cold eyes.

"Gee, another bastard. Caster, give it to -"

The arrogant Gilgamesh gave a pertinent evaluation. He was trying to command the caster around him and let him go and solve this mess. As soon as Gilgamesh looked back, he was stunned to find that caster Yilin, who had been standing on the wall and pretending to force, didn't know when to leave.

Gilgamesh: "

At this time,

Hippolyte under the city wall, a wild and aggressive woman, raised her head and looked at Gilgamesh, who was dressed very sexy on the city wall and exposed two small chest muscles. Her eyes lit up and said loudly, "golden man, you are qualified to be my wife!"

The silent Gilgamesh was angry.

——Rage.

But in extreme anger, he looked up and laughed.

The mud board in his hand is shining with unprecedented light.

In the sky, a huge ripple appeared in the sky above the city of Urumqi.

In the ripples, thousands of golden weapons have exposed a small soldier's head after the ripples. The cold killing intention is revealed.

Gilgamesh stood proudly on the wall, his chin raised 45 degrees, his eyes moved down, and gathered on Hippolyte, who was shouting to marry him.

"Ignorant bastard, what did you say just now? Say it again."

And this requirement?

Can't you hear me?

Hippolyte repeated her request carefully:

"You are qualified to be my wife Hippolyte. Come on, baby ~"

Hippolyte really fell in love with Gilgamesh and sent a courtship signal to Gilgamesh with open arms.

……

A few minutes before Hippolyte appeared.

On the wall of Uruk.

Black heroes, one by one, join the battlefield.

This was a war between Uruk and the gods.

But somehow, with the addition of the black spirit, the red side of Yilin and others had to find a way to stop the attack of the black spirit.

This is a war between heroes!

Maybe it's a struggle between the two Holy Grails!

Red and black!

The Holy Grail held by Gilgamesh, and the battle between cecia's humanoid Holy Grail!

"I always think something's wrong."

Yilin frowned and fell into meditation on the wall.

"In addition to the" black Assassin "hidden in the dark, the contraposition on the bright side is still six heroes, six heroes."

Yilin looked at the battlefield and secretly analyzed: "but the threat of the other assassin is too great. We must find a way to kill him first, otherwise, if this goes on, we will die in this heroic battle."

"Zhao Zilong, Paladin Roland, Qin Shihuang... Who are the people summoned from the opposite side? They are the real heroes!"

Yilin felt helpless.

Different from the seven "pseudo heroes" who barely reached the standard.

The heroes summoned by the other party seem to be serious heroes, all of whom have left great legends in history.

Obviously, on its own side, it is at a disadvantage.

In the face of this severe situation, Gilgamesh was still in no hurry. He was commanding the Uruk soldiers to resist the alien race, sat on the high platform and was full of force. It seemed that he had no intention to intervene in the heroic war.

"In that case..."

Yilin took a deep breath of magic.

He had a bold idea.