Demon Hunter and His Hut

Chapter 483 2 choices

Rumble.

Different from the sword technique just now, Gawain's attack at this time was huge, and the powerful force swept all around.

The floors, walls, and ceilings were blown apart by manic force, and the spears that flew out were like a torrent that shattered everything they encountered along the way.

After breaking through the house to catch up with Galahad, there was a violent explosion.

From start to finish, Roger just stood, didn't attack either side, and didn't react.

Gawain did not pursue the victory.

He looked at Roger who was standing not far away.

"Dear Lancelot, guess what kind of damage my attack just did?"

"To be honest, do you want this woman to be killed by me directly..."

There was bewitching in his eyes.

"Would you like to do it yourself?"

"What I said just now is true. I don't think Green will make you a candidate for the head of the regiment. We have been fighting for 100 years, but in the eyes of others, we are just a clown on the stage."

"Would you believe it if I told you that the leader of the regiment had already been selected?"

boom!

There was a furious sound in the distance, and then the black weapon returned the same way.

No, even stronger than before.

There was a large hole in the front of the house, through which Roger saw Galahad outside the yard.

In the slash just now, whether intentionally or unintentionally, Gawain's knife tore almost every inch of the fabric on Galahad's body.

Although Galahad was still wearing clothes at this time, in fact, from some perspectives, the look in front of her might not be as good as not wearing it at all.

The next second Roger saw Galahad tearing up the clothes hanging on him.

Then he completely exposed his white copper body to the moonlight.

Either way, Galahad is a real beauty.

Extraordinary like them,

After reaching a certain level, the proportion of the body will almost be trimmed to the most perfect state under the influence of blood.

Therefore, it is difficult for Roger to imagine that there will be fat and tall women among the fourth-order superhumans.

Unless the bloodline is special, most extraordinary people are handsome men and beautiful women.

Galahad is certainly no exception.

No matter the facial features or the proportions of the body, they are enough to fascinate anyone.

But at this time in this naked woman, Roger saw something different.

In the moonlight, Galahad's body shone with a silver sheen.

Runes, dense runes.

Roger would never believe that what emerged from under Galahad's skin would be just a decorative tattoo.

"Want to try my qualifications?"

Galahad didn't mind exposing his body to the two of them at all.

She even raised her chest a little proudly and showed her beauty wanton.

and powerful.

"Who do you think you are?"

Galahad sneered.

"It's just a group of poor bastards who rely on inheritance rituals to survive."

"You have no idea what I went through in order to gain the status and power I am today?"

He looked at Roger.

"Lancelot, your choice is disappointing."

"First Knight?"

"Pooh!"

"What the traitor said was inaccurate. I am not a candidate for the next commander."

"I am the heir!"

"Do you think the higher-ups in the Privy Council are all idiots? They naturally chose me for a reason."

"I now give you a chance to choose."

"Either take a stand and kill this traitor."

"Or, I will do it myself and kill the two of you together!"

"Want to stay out of it?" Galahad's face showed a hint of sarcasm.

"Excessive."

The light on Galahad's body became brighter and brighter, and the silver runes hidden under the skin seemed to be alive, and the energy was activated little by little, as if wearing a suit of armor on her body.

Because of Galahad's previous abilities, Roger has always misunderstood that her attack direction is biased towards spiritual or magic.

But now look at her performance.

This woman's body is clearly her weapon.

"It's kind of interesting."

Gawain's eyes flashed with eagerness to try. If he changed to Gawain during the day, it is very likely that some unnecessary battles would be avoided.

But as he said just now, he was obviously crazier than usual at night.

Roger stood the Frost Sword in his hand on his chest.

He had activated the energy in the weapon long ago, and at this time it was completely the breath of Lancelot.

"Choice, choice or choice!"

Roger pretended to be manic, "I understand what the two of you are up to."

"You all want to use me?"

"You forced me!"

"Die, die, both of you!"

Roger roared loudly, the weapon in his hand swept across, and the breath of frost spread out from the sword, completely wrapped in ice in all directions.

He launched an indiscriminate attack like crazy!

The whole house was covered in frost, and a thin layer of frost spread on the surrounding furniture.

Facing Roger's attack, Gawain easily dodged, but instead of being angry, he was happy. In his heart, at this time, Roger seemed to have lost his mind under the oppression.

And that's exactly what he needs.

It’s just that the addition of the variable Galahad made some of the plans he once conceived impossible to implement.

Gawain dodged Roger's attack, but Galahad on the opposite side was not in such a good mood. She stepped forward, letting the cold shroud herself.

No defense was made, but Roger's attack landed on Galahad's body and only made a crackling sound, but he couldn't even break through the surface defense.

The next second, Galahad charged at Roger like a cannonball, and the woman's body seemed to be her weapon.

Roger struggled to control his power level, driving as much energy as possible in his weapon.

Raising the sword and slashing, the Frost Sword and Galahad's fist collided head-on.

The skin was torn and the hidden silver runes dimmed, but the blade stuck to the bone and could no longer move forward.

Roger felt that what he had struck was not a bone, but a weapon!

Resisting Roger's attack, Galahad punched Roger on the chest, Roger's expression changed, and the whole person was knocked out by the violent force.

His body smashed through the wall, and before he flew into the bushes, he saw two bodies, one black and one white, fighting together.

"What should I do next?"

Roger thought.

His own family knew his own affairs, and his own strength attributes were far from Lancelot's, so he couldn't use this weapon like the Sun Sword.

If the fight really starts, when the battle is in a frenzy, the other two people will definitely see the clues.

"Would you like to help Gawain kill Galahad?"

"Then use this to win Gawain's trust and infiltrate his team as Lancelot."

"After a series of changes, it is normal for Lancelot's character to have some changes."

"or……"

Roger looked at Gawain in the darkness, and another thought popped into his mind.

"Would you like to stab Gawain in the back with a sword?"

"He shouldn't be guarding me at this time, right?"

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