Blood Princess and the Knight

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Outside the border town.

The heavily armed chain-mailed light knights are ready to fight.

After the war, statistical researchers gathered in twos and threes, equipped with tweezers to collect monster samples, and meticulously drew and wrote on the writing board.

Under the close supervision of the knights, the men in white coats who only focused on research could satisfy their thirst for knowledge.

"Thank you, President, for your help. I will never forget the life-saving grace." Lamo saluted respectfully, and carefully looked at the tall knight in front of him wearing a wooden robe.

Ryukyu Knight nodded slightly without making too many remarks.

Ramo leaned down and glanced at the exquisitely crafted fully enclosed ryuk wood helmet in front of him.

Everyone is curious. The Immortal Knight, the current president of the Temple Association who holds a high position but is silent, has a mysterious whereabouts. Like the late Knight King [Tianhui], he has never shown his true face to the public, and has never even shown his true face to the public. I have never heard him say a word, and there have never been any scandals or photos of his private life leaked.

He has not revealed any clues about himself. He is simply a mysterious man, as if he does not need to eat or metabolize.

With his curiosity unsatisfied, Ramo sighed silently.

"My lord cannot speak for some reason. Please forgive me, Mr. Ramo, for understanding that your injury is not serious. Go back to recuperate as soon as possible. It will be troublesome if you get infected." There was something in the Immortal Knight's adjutant's words, but there was no other profound meaning to Ramo. How could he seriously understand that the words clearly revealed the meaning of "I don't want Ramo to talk to the Immortal Knight".

"Thank you for your concern. I have been rescued by your Excellency the President, so I don't dare to say anything." Ramo, who hates trouble and is good at protecting himself, naturally did not dare to continue this topic and stopped here. qez is dead

"Then, what is that!" A knight pointed with trembling fingers at the sky in the border city not far away.

I saw that in the dark border town, long shadows covered the entire city. An illusory huge figure was wrapped in a black cloak, and a giant scythe like the Optimus Pillar was resting in its arms.

From this angle, only the back can be seen.

"-This is? ?"

“Are alien species invasive? ?”

"Is this also a demon species? Or is it a simple monster?" - There was a lot of discussion for a while, and the grim knights suddenly lost their footing.

Things beyond cognition are often the source of fear, and even battle-hardened veterans cannot avoid it.

"Sir, the adjutant forced himself to calm down and asked about the Immortal Knight.

The Immortal Knight stared intently at the huge black shadow towering above him and stretched out his finger.

The adjutant understood and handed over the cardboard and quill that he had prepared first.

"Rust, rustle," there was a sound of the pen tip scratching the paper, and the Immortal Knight stuffed the cardboard and quill back into the adjutant's arms.

The adjutant who took the cardboard focused on one person.

The handwriting is exquisite and beautiful, but it doesn't match the burly figure in front of me.

It roughly says "royal family", "devil species", "divine vein" and other key words.

"What the hell is this? ?" Lan Yu looked at the black shadow as tall as an iron tower in shock. The two cave-like holes on the skull always felt like they were staring at her.

"Wu Shen listens

-An unknown god. "Bai Ji put her arms around her chest and grinned with sharp fangs.

"God! God really exists! ? You summoned the gods? ?" Lan Yu couldn't believe it, but the facts in front of him forced him to accept it.

The pressure that hits the face makes people breathless. This is no joke, as if the person in front of him is willing, this black skeleton can crush him to pieces in a second.

"Ah~? God? You think so highly of us. This is just an unconscious virtual image summoned by borrowing some common characteristics between this [plane] and [Wu Shen Realm]~"

"Ah? ?" Lan Yu didn't know anything about the theory Bai Ji said, and was stunned when he heard it, as if the two of them were talking about it.

"The power should be one percent of my own." Bai Ji put her finger lightly on her lips and said as if thinking.

"This, does God really exist in this world? ?" Lan Yu - the deputy third view murmured with ruined views.

"No~ At least, there is no such thing as Bai Ji in this plane. Bai Ji waved, and the white giant scythe emerged from the ruins like a human-like elf and flew back to Bai Ji's hand.

"Sa, are you ready to wake up? Mr. Lan Yu~" Bai Ji whispered a tooth-dropping lolita tone, picked up the sickle, and her face gradually turned cold.

The huge virtual image standing behind Bai Ji began to synchronize with her movements, and also picked up the giant scythe in her hand.

“The rustling wind stirred up the completely shattered tiles and debris, and it seemed that in an instant, the air of the entire world condensed.

"No

Bai Ji slowly raised the giant scythe, and Wu Shen's shadow raised the giant scythe.

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"If you have something to say, go to hell and say it~

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"Boom--!" A big hole seemed to be torn open in the dark sky, and the trembling sound was deafening, accompanied by the sound of bricks and mud cracking and smashing.

This is the cry of the whole earth.

Constantly trembling, the whole city is collapsing, as if it is about to...

A devastating disaster.

"Kaka-!" Like the creation of the world, huge cracks were stamped on the surface of the earth.

Only then did Lan Yu realize that using this power to kill herself would be a waste.

Overkill, it's obvious -

It was used to destroy a demonic fortress.

“Boom, boom, boom! n12 tinnitus echoed continuously, and the whole city seemed to be divided into two.

"What's going on?! Is there an earthquake? ?"

"Um, that black shadow moved! ?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh h websites’  Knight’s’s’ knights’ ready-attended knights’ horses that they were lying on their backs as the ground shook violently, lying in a mess on the ground.

Ramo said that today is really a bad day. He just passed away at the Gate of Hell and suffered a big earthquake. What kind of good day is today?

Among the people lying staggering around, only one person was still standing there firmly, unmoving.

"Lord Immortal Knight?" The adjutant looked blankly at the tall figure not far away. In this scene of natural and man-made disasters, he walked as if he was strolling.

Before the adjutant could say anything, a note was stuck on his face. one-

"The devil's royal family, I'm going to take a look.

He is light

After the aftermath, the entire city was shrouded in smog.

The vague and weak consciousness awakened the blue jade buried in the soil.

He did not have direct contact with the sickle blade.

At the critical moment, the strong desire to survive prompted me to use all the magic to save myself. I used various dodges and protective spells, and the speed of the lifeless swing I could use was increased beyond the load, and I finally managed to avoid the wave of the sickle.

However, now only the upper half of his body is left

Although he can recover quickly by virtue of his peak second-level status.

"Ah! Mr. Lan Yu's luck is better than we thought~"

Lan Yu's body stiffened, and her neck slowly turned behind her as if it was like clockwork.

Amid the smoke, a pair of scarlet pupils gradually approached, and behind him, a black shadow of an iron tower that looked like a god of death shrouded countless despair.

"But this time, I can't run away~ Be good and hold it in my hand~!" Bai Ji bared her fangs and raised the sickle high again.

Behind him, the ruthless god of death also raised his sickle.

"Bu Lanyu kept moving back, her teeth kept trembling and fighting.

"Die~

"Cuckoo" However, at this moment, 0 Mu's embarrassed voice echoed.

The figure of the god of death, who raised his scythe behind him, began to fade away.