Black Scepter Chapter 65: The purest woman

>Panning, the dwarf who hit Ashcandi’s chin with a hammer, rushed towards Ashcandi at the moment.

Even if he knew that he had been hit easily by the imprisoned woman, he still stood in front of Ashcandi without any retreat, and once again wielded the hammer!

"Boom!"

The hammer hit Ashcandi’s abdomen, but he was blocked by an indescribable force, and it was difficult to enter.

Paning continued to raise the hammer in his hand without delay, and the battlefield sounded at least ten popping sounds within almost three seconds!

The highest form of physical strength is that the hammer brings up the light of the element burst during the swing process.

But Ashcandi stood quietly, lowering his eyes, watching the short man in front of him trying his best to attack himself, always expressionless.

"I remember you."

In the end, she lifted her palm and Panning's movements immediately stopped.

Absolute power, absolute control, with Ashcandi’s arm rising, Panning’s body immediately floated in front of her like a puppet controlled by a rope.

Reaching down and grabbing the hammer in Panning's hand, Ashcandi didn't have any strenuous expression from beginning to end, as if just picking it up from the ground.

"When you go to hell, don’t forget to greet those Cardinals."

In the next moment, Ashcandi waved his hammer with one hand.

"Boo!"

The invincible hammer in Panning’s hands broke.

The hammerhead flew into the sky with Penning, and the dwarf hit in the abdomen disappeared above the sky almost in a blink of an eye, disappearing completely!

Pushing the pure metal hammer handle in his hand, Ashkandi looked at it and threw it away without looking up! Not far away, the holy grail knight with his sword blocked by his life broke the giant sword in his hand. The strength of it made him sit on the ground directly, so that the palm of the hand was cracked.

Ashkandi at this moment cannot be resisted.

Still moving forward, the two giants of the heretical ruling court have completely lost their threats. In the distance, the face of the pale and difficult to breathe Mrs. Prague watched Ashkandi coming to her, suddenly in front of her. Looking back, he held the Holy Grail Knight behind him with a full blow of the golden holy flame, kicking off the opponent's leg bones with one foot, and then "click" to cut off the huge blade!

Then, the debris slowly and appreciably penetrated into the opponent's chest.

Two holy knights, scrapped.

After doing this, Ashcandi clapped his hands, looking down at the woman who had almost killed himself, and said: "Without the gun of Lankinus, what are you?"

Finally, she suddenly waved her arm to the left--the figure of an assassin appeared in the air, but at the moment of his appearance, the entire head had been flew out by Ashkandi!

The headless body fell to the ground, and the so-called lethality of the "Sinzaro" class assassins was completely **** in front of Ashkandi.

Mrs. Prague tried to climb with her hands up, but found Ashkandi gently raising her leg and stepping on her back.

"I hate these wings."

Red eyes with disgust, Ashcandi reached out and grabbed the half-dark angel wings and continued: "Think of it, you are the real angel?"

"Pap!"

The golden light spewed out like a substantial liquid, and the golden wings that symbolized the Angel of Wisdom were pulled off by the queen in the dark like pulling grass under the broad daylight!

Mrs. Prague is full of despair, on the verge of collapse.

"It is not sacred, it just looks bluffing."

Ashkandi looked down at the angel wings that seemed to disappear, throwing away like garbage, "I really don’t understand why there are so many people worshiping it, is its existence more than its own existence First grade?"

Going forward, Ashcandi’s black robe was flicked by the phantom of a blown angel, reaching for his long hair, and the army of the sacred Gabriel Empire trembles and shudders like a grass with a bleak wind.

The phalanx of Byzantine, who was always silent, finally made a move.

The infantry phalanx is no longer clustered to lift the shield, and the dismounted knight is no longer behind the shield wall. The entire square battle array instantly deforms and spreads out immediately, heading straight towards the black Gabriel army.

In the rear, the second batch and the third batch of reserve forces are simultaneously on the rise. The original small number of Byzantine instantly has the momentum to dominate the battlefield and annex opponents!

Ashkandi stood in the middle of the **** red road where countless corpses saved, and looked back indifferently, no longer advancing.

Lilith stretched out her hand and lifted up the closed visor, ignoring the strong wind when the horse was racing, trying to open her eyes wide and looked in front of her.

Because her scout reconnaissance battalion was the closest to the sacred Gabriel’s army, it became the third batch of light armor cavalry reserves for this combat operation. From beginning to end, she only saw a few flashes of light, and then began the whole army assault under the sound of the horn!

It's a real army, and there is no reserve team at all.

Lilith hasn’t participated in big-scale advocacy and doesn’t understand what it means--usually a wise commander will never make such a decision casually, but at this moment no one will think about excess The problem, because the sacred Gabriel empire now appears to be fleeing!

Lilis only understood the reason after rushing out of the team.

On the side of the horse, the team spontaneously walked around from the center of the battlefield, where neat and shocking corpse mountains were displayed. Lilith, who raised her face shield, saw the silent holy knight who fell to the ground, see On the ground, a huge crack that makes the scalp tingle

And the figure standing on the sea of ​​blood, lightly holding his hands.

"Is she Ashcandi?"

Lilith remembered the rumors about Morpheus--the "farewell" **** blasted the heresy, and the woman who was rescued by herself in the face of the entire Vatican’s counterattack was to stretch out her hand and destroy it directly A horror character for an entire vanguard army?

The idea in a woman’s heart is always weird. In Lilith’s eyes, the woman who seemed to be standing on the summit invisibly made her secretly the object of taste, and suddenly became a mountain that she needed to look up to climb.

When can I be like her?

Uncontrollable thoughts made Lilith stunned for a moment, but it seemed that she had sensed this gaze, and Ashcandy turned her head slightly in the distance, and the pair of ancient well-fluted eyes were coincidentally or deliberately with this The prince's daughter looked at him suddenly.

Lilith turned away uncontrollably--had to say that after seeing the corpse again, the fear of the queen from her heart made her dare not have any thoughts of confrontation.

"Woo--"

The Charge has sounded once again. The first cavalry has collided fiercely with the opponent’s morale-free front. The uninterrupted sprints in the second and third batches can be said to have steadily won the frontal battlefield !

Lilith turned her head again, and couldn't find the invincible figure anymore.

The smoke is gone, and the sacred Gabriel empire at night seems to have restored its former tranquility.

It's just that the dead bodies on the battlefield and the vultures and crows hovering in the sky indicate that there was an indescribable and fierce battle.

Morpheus wandered gently on the edge of the battlefield, gazing at the dark, but **** battlefield, turning his head to Ashkandi who walked side by side: "When you kill someone, you will be guilty Feeling?"

"Yes."

The distance between Ashcandy and Morpheus is only one step. This is a situation that has never happened in hundreds of years. The range of less than one meter represents her inner abandonment of vigilance against Morpheus. The Dark Queen at this moment Without cruelty and decisiveness, he looked down at his toes and whispered: "Every time I deprive others of my life, I seem to see my final destiny."

"Am I going to be born of violence like them, and die because of violence? I don’t have time to have friends, but only enemies to mourn?"

Silent silence, Morpheus didn’t know what to say. Both battles during the day ended with Byzantine victory. Although it was only a staged victory, it was of great significance.

And the Morpheus standing beside the battlefield at this moment is not the smell of corpse, he needs to confirm that there are no people he knows on this battlefield.

Fortunately, he was relieved as a result. The battle between Byzantine and Holy Gabriel was almost free of damage due to the presence of Ashcandi. Presumably Lilith in the reserve will have no accidents.

"Come to your friend?"

Ashkandi asked suddenly, making Morpheus pause.

"Yes, the daughter of Prince Hades, in the reserve light cavalry regiment."

Morpheus did not hide anything, turned a corner, and signaled to return.

"She is a brave little girl."

Ashkandi raised his head and looked at the sky, "Each of us has our own little insistence, isn't it? She has it, so do you."

Morpheus answered in silence.

"I used to be obsessed with what I was insisting on. Until I met with "she" a few days ago, I really understood that what I need to insist on is "self."

Ashkandi reached out and squeezed lightly. At the moment, Morpheus, who was not tall, turned around and saw a pair of tender red eyes.

If everyone insists on "self", there will be a lot less disappointment in this world~ IndoMTL.com~ Isn't it? Even if tomorrow is the end, I will face it calmly, even if there are more people in front of me , I can also destroy them with a smile without frowning."

Morpheus stopped and sighed softly: "The purest person is the real philosopher."

"I don’t understand those things, just like I still don’t understand why you provoke this war."

"The existence of the night watchman was not allowed by any country before this war, but since today, we have a reasonable way out and background." Morpheus pointed to the direction of the Byzantine barracks, " The medical knights don’t have Byzantine cavalry. The noble princes who came to the front with gold plating have made a lot of credit for your existence, and the head of the army and the deputy head of the army just know me, so I have great confidence in receiving. In the coming time, the Byzantine Empire's attitude towards the "night watchman" will change to a certain extent."

"Are you sure?"

"Not sure, but at least we can get a shade that can shelter from the rain. As for whether there will be other support, we can only look at their decision."

Morpheus looks into the distance, where the brightly lit Byzantine barracks are faintly visible.