, Section 1!”
There was a sudden explosion with a determined voice in the firmness.
With the solemn and solemn harmony singing slowly sounded.
A knight covered in blood-stained silver armor, chanted the gospel, took firm steps, walked to the searchlight, and pointed the spear in his hand at the attacking dead apostle with a solemn expression.
The tragic close-quarters battle began, and the riders who fought for hours gradually suffered casualties, but now, no one cares about those dead comrades.
A silver light flashed across the air instantly.
Suddenly, the silver light instantly cut through the night sky and turned back.
Yuu stared blankly at the knights below who were surrounded by a large number of dead apostles, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
Twelve full moons appeared around Yu, and the invisible gravity suddenly spread out from the full moon, and then suddenly pressed down.
The sudden high gravity perfectly avoided a famous knight and applied it to the dead apostle below.
Pooh! Pfft! Pfft!
In less than a second, the dead apostles all over the mountain were crushed by the brutal force of gravity, turning into clumps of meat sauce, slowly flowing on the dark soil.
Indifferently scraping the meat sauce on the ground, Yu immediately turned around, turned into a silver light again, and flew towards Tokyo.
The leader of the knights on the ground took off the helmet on his head, revealing his beautiful face underneath, looking gratefully at the distant silver light, and solemnly saluting a knight.
“Captain Liz Baifei? That’s it?” The knight on the side wiped off the blood stains on his face, and stared blankly at the distant figure, with the color of the rest of his life in his eyes.
“Probably, it’s a passing saint.” Liz Baifei smiled lightly.
“…Saint~” The knights responded in a daze.
“Quick, quick, this time we can rest for 10 minutes, and quickly replenish our strength.”
“It’s all you idiots who trap me in this damn inherent barrier, hurry up and go to me!!!”
Liz Baifei hurriedly waved her arms, awakening the stunned knights, and the urgent preparations began.
The slightly thin body is filled with faint spatial fluctuations, interfering with the surrounding chaotic space.
Holding Kiyohime in his arms, Yu flew 100 meters high in the air, heading towards the center of the city.
“Did you hear, did you hear, those knights said that the husband is a saint.” The amber eyes blinked, and Qing Ji, who was hugged by you, said with a look of admiration on her face, smiling with a smile. , as if she was being praised.
“It’s just a moment of kindness.” You pouted and said in a disdainful tone.
“I don’t care, I don’t care, I don’t care, Qing Ji’s husband is a saint.” Qing Ji put her arms around You’s neck, her little face pressed against You’s Hungry Moon, and said with a reluctant expression.
“As you, as you.” Yu smiled helplessly, and turned his eyes to the huge red iron tower 300 meters high in the distance. “Get ready, Kiyohime, we’re almost at the heartland.”
“Oh!” Qing Ji gave a clever win, turned her head, and looked forward. At this moment, a figure appeared in the girl’s amber pupils.
“Words of the Wind!!!” A deep chant suddenly came out of Lorelei’s mouth.
The silver baton danced gently and crossed a graceful arc, and the gust of wind suddenly roared forward as the arc formed.
The dozens of dead apostles in front of them were swept up by the gust of wind that appeared out of thin air, and were then twisted into pieces in the gust of wind like a sharp blade.
The crimson blood suddenly thinnedIt splashed on the asphalt road like a rain of blood.
A little bit of blood splattered on Lorelei’s body, adding another rich color to the white suit that had already been dyed red.
“Is it the end?” Lorelei, who was standing at the crossroads, frowned and looked around coldly.
In the driveway extending in all directions, thousands of dead apostles constantly glanced at Lorelei’s body with malicious eyes.
Although these citizens were forcibly turned into dead apostles, the original memories still exist, but the sudden upheaval completely collapsed the already tense Japanese people, showing the disgusting human beings suppressed by society. Inferiority.
Lorelei clenched the magic dress in her hand slightly. Although her face was still calm, fine sweat slowly overflowed from her clean forehead.
All the members of the chorus who stood behind her all year long have long since disappeared, and even the clock tower fighting magician who accompanied her has disappeared in the previous encounter.
Of course, the price was the complete defeat of the incoming eleventh ancestor, Rob Coyne.
And those magicians didn’t all die in battle, but encountered a lot of traps in the fierce sports battle.
In this big labyrinth that has been enchanted by the 27th Zu Kobak, even if you move half a meter, you can encounter the trap of space transfer.
In the face of the attack of the Eleventh Ancestor, who can not dodge and resist, and it is precisely because of this that a famous magician was moved to a dangerous area while dodging.
And Lorelei was suddenly transferred to the center of the Dead Apostles after she defeated the Eleventh Ancestor with all her strength, facing the siege of nearly ten thousand low-level Dead Apostles.
Even if Lorelei wanted to escape, but after taking a few steps forward and falling into several large circles of dead apostles, she gave up this option.
“There are still more than 2,300.” After visualizing the number of dead apostles, Lorelei stretched her free arm into the pocket of her suit.
The feeling of catching the air made Lorelei’s complexion change suddenly, and she said with a slightly absent-mindedness. “Is the magic potion gone?”
Feeling the emptiness in her body, Lorelei, who realized that her magic power was not enough, subconsciously caressed her lower abdomen with her palm.
Lorelei’s face showed a look of struggle. Now there are only three ways out. She used up her magic power and died in the hands of these dead disciples, and then she was transformed into a dead disciple and could not live in peace.
Or take a step and try your luck if you can escape to a place where there are few dead apostles and try to break through.
The last thing is—refining the Divine Son in the womb, in exchange for the huge amount of magic power that has been accumulated for several years, annihilating these dead disciples, and even peeping into the mysteries of the Divine Spirit.
Lorelei lowered her head, her light brown eyes looked at her feet, and slowly took a step. “Obviously the third is the most suitable choice…”
“Sure enough, I’m not a qualified magician.” Lorelei said with a self-deprecating expression.
“But, a qualified mother, isn’t it?”

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