Chapter 154

Some surprise is that the metal saint who seems to always wear armor on weekdays is really just a armor, and the inside is empty

No wonder he was stabbed to wear, still maintained his combat effectiveness, and even cursed.

Unfortunately, this will not be of much help to the war situation. At most, it only consumed some of yusak's strength, so that he did not attack the honor witness.

If the current war situation is not reversed, the defeat of the Empire will only be a matter of time, and this time will not be too long.

Their hopes are pinned on the successful escape of Orianna, who is flapping the flame wings behind her and flying towards the top of the truth tower.

The truth tower has a total of 72 floors, but ordinary people can only go up to 70 floors at most. The highest two floors are those semi gods' houses of deep sleep.

Saints like Orianna have specially learned and practiced how to awaken those deep sleeping demigods in a state of emergency. She had gone through the process in her mind before running away, trying to awaken them as quickly as possible.

As long as we can successfully awaken one, we can stabilize the current bad situation and start fighting back.

But when she ran into the wall and came to the 71st floor, she was suddenly stunned.

On the ceiling of this floor, there are bodies hanging upside down one after another, which are uniformly fixed in an inverse cross posture and arranged in a strange array.

Some of them are scholars, ordinary transcendents, and demigods who are given high hopes.

It has become a tomb

Beneath the bodies, there was a demigod in a black robe with a mosquito coil, the ninth Apostle who had been waiting here.

"It seems that there will be another one in my collection."

The ninth apostle spoke with the standard hoarse interference voice they had organized, and then gave out bursts of harsh grins.

With excellent knowledge, Orianna judged that the other party should be an extremely rare death demigod.

Only those who follow this route will do such evil deeds of desecrating the dead and performing rituals with corpses.

This system should have completely disappeared. Because it is too evil, it has long been wanted by various forces for a hundred years. Every demigod who embarks on this road is the highest reward on all kinds of wanted notices.

Orianna's heart was trembling slightly, and she could hardly hold the weapon in her hand.

The price attached to her weapon will expose her character defects and become weak.

Originally full of hope, I thought the Jedi could turn over, but now I suddenly ushered in this desperate and fearful situation. The violent fluctuation of mentality seems to have signs of early attack.

No... I can't admit defeat yet... I haven't lost yet

I still have hope

I have my husband, my lover

Mr. Rawl

Orianna forced herself to cheer up and tried to control her heart, which began to tremble slightly.

Then she began to hum the slightly vulgar and straightforward folk love song:

"My love, where are you? May the wind pass my thoughts into your heart..."

The ninth apostle opposite was not in a hurry to start, like enjoying the final struggle of the prey, or looking at the crazy woman who suddenly sang.

"You... Something's wrong..."

"Who is sheltering you? Are you not afraid of being against our apostles?"

The ninth apostle whispered, still did not start, and looked very hesitant.

This gave Orianna time and opportunity to wait for a response.

The hopeful voice sounded in her mind:

"Hello? PE teacher? How's your situation?"

"I've found little Kerry here. Everything is going well. I'll wait for you to finish it and wake up. Can you make those Empire transcendents move faster?"

"Hello? Why don't you talk? Hello? No signal? This is..."

His voice is still so magnetic, full of positive and optimistic.

Olliana hesitated a little, then said with a cry in the voice of a young girl:

"Mr. rolle, I was bullied..."

"I'm afraid I'll never see you again..."

After listening to rolle, his voice became anxious:

"Hello? What's the matter? Didn't you remind you to pay attention to safety? Don't try to be brave! You're just a PE teacher..."

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'll try to save you right away!"

"But how can I wake up?"

Ah, he is still full of care and care for me and still wants to protect me.

It's great to meet you

Orianna sighed silently in her heart.

She had planned to take advantage of the opportunity and atmosphere to express her mind and convey the past.

But rolle said first:

"Ah, I seem to know. Use your separate body, right? I'll try..."

"Hold on! You must hold on! If you can't, remember to hold your head and squat."

Rolle finally gave an order, and then the two broke off their contact.

Although she couldn't speak her heart, Orianna still drew strength from rolle.

Even in the face of this strange death demigod, the hand holding the sword no longer trembled, and the heart was no longer afraid, but full of courage again.

My husband will arrive in time!

Like self hypnosis, she raised her double handed Epee, rekindled the flame on her body, and then rushed up.

"Hum..."

The ninth apostle snorted coldly and raised one sleeve of the black robe slightly.

A corpse that had been hung upside down on the roof moved by itself, spraying three dark green lights from his eyes and mouth, trying to block Orianna.

But Orianna didn't have to flash. She went up and cut out with a sword.

This is obviously not a reasonable way to deal with this very fast light attack. The best way is to use secret arts to defend.

If it was a normal olliana, she would certainly choose this way.

But when she firmly believed that rolle came back to save herself, and was therefore full of courage and determination, the whole person's thinking and consciousness entered an unspeakable delicate state.

She thought it would be better to deal with it with a sword at this time.

Just like the basic fencing skills taught by rolle before.

Then she waved her sword according to her feeling.

The three lights were really cut off by her sword.

The ninth apostle's black robe made him a little stunned.

It was strange for him to cut light with a sword.

This is obviously unreasonable.

But he didn't have time to think about it. His body immediately turned into a cloud of smoke and disappeared in place.

Many bodies hanging on the roof also moved at the same time, exerting all kinds of abilities before their death to attack Oriana.

Orianna was forced to stop the momentum of progress, stood in place, waved her two handed sword into the shape of a big windmill, and cut off these attacks one by one.

"How is this possible?"

The ninth apostle, who did not know where he was hiding, gave a sigh of doubt.

What kind of fencing is this?

no It can't be fencing. The sword should be a holy thing. It's a power attached to the holy thing.

Want to fight me with the holy thing?

Hehe, naive girl, let me play with you a little. I hope you don't make me feel too bored.

The ninth apostle thought in his mind and continued to control the bodies to make more attacks.

In fact, he has better and more effective means. The demigod of the death Department has many dangerous, strange and deadly means, such as all kinds of sinister and vicious powerful spells, in addition to controlling the body.

There are those demigod corpses, who can also use their demigod ability to give oreana a comprehensive fatal blow.

But he didn't intend to show it, and he was still hesitating.

The woman had a feeling that made him afraid.

And this feeling is getting stronger

So he plans to catch it alive and study it carefully.

While Orianna was fighting with the ninth apostle, Rolle did not continue riding the tricycle, but asked his daughter:

"What do you say about separation? How do you use it? Your father, I'm not extraordinary."

When he contacted Orianna before, he was also in a hurry. He told his daughter and Jenna about the situation and wanted them to get off first. He rode a tricycle alone. In this way, the speed can be faster. Maybe it's time.

He has a good impression of Orianna, and he is vaguely fond of her. After all, she is a senior beautiful girl with high appearance, good figure, good skin color and good licking. If he can save her, he should try his best.

But Kerry said that relying on tricycles, I'm afraid it's too late.

It must be too late to rely on a little donkey. She can't ride now.

And here is a dream. The teacher meets danger in reality. It's useless to pedal a tricycle to take off.

"So... Dad, have you ever heard of psychic separation?"

"I've seen in history books that the strong can make their separation span a long distance, cross all kinds of space and appear in the place where they need it in an instant."

Rolle nodded and replied:

"I've heard of separation, um... I've seen it in those fantasy novels serialized in the newspaper..."

"But even those novels are not so exaggerated. It's OK to appear anytime, anywhere..."

"Dad, reality is more exaggerated than fiction..."

Kerry said in tears and laughter.

She really saw such a description in a historical classic recording the style of the strong, and she really believed it for the time being.

Anyway, the things recorded in those historical classics are exaggerated one by one. This is nothing compared.

"But I'm not an extraordinary person. How can I be separated?"

Rolle spread his hands, indicating that it was more practical to pedal a tricycle.

Cori had to follow her advice:

"But this is a dream. It must be different from the reality. Dad, you might as well try it?"

"No matter how, try it first. I'm really afraid of what danger miss olivana really meets."

Although Cori doesn't want Orianna to be her mother, she still recognizes her teacher.

Especially during the time of writing the paper, she took good care of herself, which still moved Chloe very much.

So she was really worried about Orianna.

On one side, Jeanne felt a little strange about Rolle's performance.

The teacher is the legendary king of gray. How can he not be separated?

Is this pure modesty?

Or are you influenced by dreams and can't give full play to your real strength?

Or even the teacher's separation can't cross the dream and reality?

She racked her brains to help rolle think of all kinds of reasons, then remembered something and reminded her:

"Teacher, do you remember the holy thing I gave you last time?"

Luo Er was slightly stunned and suddenly remembered that Jeanne had given herself a pair of wristbands, saying that it could make ordinary people have a weakened version of spiritual power.

But it's not easy to use. The part he summoned is a badminton like Han PI, and he can't move.

Moreover, the later price is more pit father, which will make him unable to control himself, expose his inner thoughts, and it is easy to die socially.

Also, the badminton can't move. How can it travel through dreams and reality?

But anyway, you should try.

Even their own social death is better than the real death of their daughter's teacher.

He is not the kind of person who values face more than human life.

So he left his daughter, the student and the little donkey. Even the little milk cat was taken out and handed to his daughter's arms to let them wait for themselves in place.

Then he ran into a nearby house alone and locked the door.

The wrist guard was swallowed by his left hand before, and then after the adjustment of strange villagers, its function was integrated into his left hand. It only needs to rotate the second finger belly of the ring finger counterclockwise three times to start.

"This is a dream. Maybe it really has the effect of making dreams come true as my daughter said..."

Lol whispered to himself, reaching out and rotating the ring finger of his left hand.

At the same time, a strong thought welled up in his heart.

I hope it works.

Rotate knuckles into position.

But badminton split did not appear.

Rawl: "??"

"Is this critical moment suddenly broken?"

He quickly hummed the vulgar love song, tried to contact Orianna, truthfully admitted that he might not catch up for the time being, and asked her to find a way to hold on for a while.

However, Orianna did not respond.

too bad! Shouldn't it be

A bad feeling suddenly welled up in Rolle's heart.

Then he directly opened the door, ran out quickly and rode on the tricycle again.

If the wrist guard breaks, his only way now is to get to the last remaining truth tower as soon as possible, solve the managers there, and then lift the dream and wake up.

Although it may not be in time, we should try anyway.

Otherwise, it will become a lifelong regret like failing to save the villagers in those years

hold one's own! Don't die!

Rolle rode the tricycle hard and shouted in his heart.

At this time, Orianna has temporarily lost consciousness.

But her body obeyed the biological instinct and maintained a kneeling posture.

What she faced was a pair of funny simple strokes floating in the air.

It looks like a badminton.