Chapter 773

Lucian?

The man who just saved my life and blocked a frontal attack by "fascist"... It's Lucian?!

Feeling the void reaction comparable to the high-level magic spell on the person in front of him, Loren gasped after being awakened by severe pain, and the dark pupil quickly locked in the back of the gray pupil boy.

Under the dark blue hair tip behind the head, there is a red snake rune that seems to be burning.

For a moment, Loren understood.

"Asriel -!!!"

In the angry roar, the smiling boy "trembled" hid in the corner, his index fingers pressed together, and his innocent scarlet eyes fluctuated around.

To become an apostle of an evil god is, in a sense, like a puppet of an evil god - while gaining strength, life and death will fall into the hands of the evil god, and even become his "body" in the material world.

Loren himself didn't come to such an end because of the "special constitution" of foreigners and Asriel was too weak at that time, and his proper end... Look at the current fascism, everything is clear.

"I asked for it on my own initiative, Lord Lauren. Please don't blame him." Lucian, with a cold expression, closed his mouth tightly, and there was no half distraction in his gray blue pupils:

"I am your escort. Naturally, I should do my best to protect your safety. No matter what price... I am willing to pay!"

Cold killing intention, biting cold!

"So, dear Loren... It's really not that Asriel has to do such a terrible thing." the poor boy hurriedly came up with an innocent expression: "of course I don't want to hurt your friend if I can..."

"Shut up!" Lauren glanced at him and interrupted him angrily. "It's you this time."

As soon as the voice fell, Asriel immediately smiled and quickly and wisely drew a "sewing" action on his lips with his right hand.

Very smooth.

Loren turned and refocused his eyes on the "fascists", but he was talking to Lucian next to him:

"No problem? How long can it last?"

"I've been preparing for this day for a long time." the grey pupil boy didn't change his face: "as for how long..."

"As long as you need, I can fight all the time!"

The dark haired wizard sighed.

Francis... No, it's serlior now. His ability is unknown and suspected to be related to time. There is no doubt that his strength, whether in layout or practical strength, is unmatched by himself.

The only thing that limits him is the body of the material world - different from Asriel and even all evil gods, serliol obviously doesn't know how to control himself.

Of course, it doesn't matter to him... Even if he is killed, he can recover in an instant. In this case, Loren himself may have a similar idea.

It's like a character in the game. If killed by other players, of course, you will be angry, angry and even want to climb over the Internet cable and hit people... But there will never be any sense of crisis.

Because you know that all this can't cause any material harm to yourself. Just one role has been killed millions of times. Even if the archive and account have been deleted, it's impossible to move half of your hair.

Wait, control? Role? Puppet?

Celior is not a fallen evil god, and there is no legend as his dependence in the real world,

In this case, it seems that there is no solution.

As long as your plan doesn't go wrong... Then

Boom!!!!

The great sense of oppression came again. Asriel, who forced to smile, stood in front. His pale cheeks were covered with lines. The blood vessels under the skin that could be broken by blowing were red and purple, which made the young man's smile more ferocious.

"Hum... It's a crude but effective move with the help of the pressure formed by the projection of the power of the void, but..." Asriel, handsome with his right hand on his back and standing on his side, propped up in front with one hand, threw away the bangs on his forehead and showed his bright eyes:

"The same trick has no effect on me!"

"..." Lauren couldn't help rolling his eyes:

"Lucian, do you remember your two handed sword theory?"

"Hmm?!" was surprised at first, and then ruthen nodded, "remember."

"Very good..." Lauren nodded seriously: "now we need to learn and use this theory flexibly."

Poof!!!!

Under the repeated moves, Asriel only lasted less than ten seconds and was torn apart under great pressure; Broken flesh and blood scattered everywhere.

"Attack!"

At the moment when the voice fell, the two shadows launched a surprise attack from different directions at the same time.

Hum... The struggle of ants.

Even if you know it's death, you will fight with your fragile body against the power of "God"... Call it bravery?

No, it's just pure ignorance and arrogance.

Serlior's eyes locked on the two people at the same time, gently raised two fingers, and the black fog turned into a sharp blade and long gun automatically rushed at Loren and the gray pupil boy.

Do you think there are two people at the same time?

Ridiculous, ridiculous.

"Dang -!!"

The sound of sharp blade collision played, and their offensive was stopped at the same time; The leisurely "fascist" once again dispatched the black fog around them, but in addition to blocking them, they were unable to capture them smoothly.

I see... Do you want to share the pressure by attacking at the same time to give one of them a chance to get close to himself?

Look as usual "fascist", but his hands and feet have begun to tremble unconsciously.

Bloodshot pupils, blue tendons, exposed temples, blue lips... Even if eroded by the void many times, the endurance of life in the material world to the void has its upper limit.

"What a... Cunning reptile."

With a cold hum, Francis took a half step back to reduce the area of protection as much as possible. At the same time, it's best to focus on one of them

"Boom --!"

The next moment, the black fog blocking the front was suddenly washed away by the turbulent air wave. The grey pupil boy waving his double swords took the opportunity to rush straight ahead.

High level spell, force impact.

"Lucian --!" the black haired wizard roared, and the gray blue sword opened the black fog on both wings to escort the swift figure:

"Go!"

"Yes --!!!"

Under the sweeping black fog, the grey pupil boy is surmounting many obstacles and launching a surprise attack on fascism with his unprecedented speed and reaction.

Not only was there no panic in the bloodshot pupils, but there was a trace of contempt.

Mole ants... Do you think I didn't guess what you think, but... Huh?

At that moment, "fascist" was stunned to notice that the black haired wizard stopped, and the raiding gray pupil boy was also dodging from the front.

I see. The raid guard is just a cover to confuse himself. He is the real killer... Loren Turin is always so arrogant.

In order to win, it's good to pay the life of "friends";

But you're dead!

Boom!!!!

The sudden and violent airflow, with irresistible force, forcibly bumped the black haired wizard out!

In the roaring dust, Lauren, who hit the door like a shell, fell to the ground. His throat was sweet in his tumbling chest, and blood overflowed from his mouth.

He struggled twice, but the figure couldn't stand up again.

But the next moment, another figure that should have avoided appeared in serlior's sight out of thin air.

Even in the dome of the Dragon King City, Lucian has never felt such pressure as now - every bone and every muscle seems to be burning pain, his heart is jumping at an unprecedented speed, and there is only a blank in his mind.

While the other party focused all his attention on Loren, Lucian had crossed the last line of defense and rushed at the distracted fascist like an arrow in the sky.

That Asriel puppet?!

Serliol's pupils contracted suddenly.

But it's too late... No matter how powerful the "black cross" serliol is, he must rely on the body of "fascism".

The "gods" who can be killed are never invincible.

"Give it to me! Go! Die -!"

The tearing sound of bone and flesh separation and the gushing plasma, the crossed double swords have penetrated the body of fascism and fell into a pool of blood.

"Right now!"

As soon as the pupil of the grey pupil boy shrinks, the sword edge of his right hand has been aimed at the back of Francis's head and stabbed down decisively.

Poof!

"Ah, ah, ah --!!!"

At the moment when the sword point pierced, the black fog turned into a long gun first penetrated Lucian's shoulder; The screaming grey pupil boy endured the pain and struggled desperately, but he was still mentioned in the air bit by bit.

The wailing of his heart and lungs, and the blood had soaked his right arm.

"Remember the pain at this moment when you want to do it again." faltering up from the ground, Francis raised his right hand coldly and opened it to Lucian's body:

"You really should learn from your master... First, aim at the head."

Lucian, with a ferocious look, spoke with difficulty and pain:

"Bah --!"

The bloody spit fell on his cheek, and the "fascist" with the same complexion slowly clenched his right hand.

"Ah, ah, ah --!!!"

In the shrill scream, countless black fog poured into the gray pupil boy's body.

Huh?!

The next moment, the black fog suddenly stopped and jumped on the body of Francis.

"Dear 'black cross', have you forgotten..."

Asriel, who appeared from nowhere, bowed to "fascist" with the most sincere smile, but his scarlet eyes glittered with the coldest luster:

"In this room... You... Are not the only one who can directly control the power of emptiness."

"You gave up the blocking of the vampire's body and directly used the power of emptiness?" with a cold hum, "Francis", with bloodshot eyes staring at the young face:

"Can't wait to be killed by me, Asriel?"

"Of course not, because you will fall first." Asriel raised his mouth like a child praised by adults, opened his arms, then closed his hands and shouted:

"All the way... Downwind --!"

The black fog rolled up, and the figure of fascism disappeared without a trace.

The dying grey pupil boy fell from the air and was picked up by Asriel anxiously before he knew the situation:

"Listen, I can only hold serliol for a short time at most. Take Lauren and leave now..."

He hasn't finished yet.

The next moment, Asriel's head burst!

"Bang --!"

The grey pupil boy widened his eyes.

He looked at Asriel's head, which turned into countless fragments and gushing plasma in front of him, and the headless petite body fell into his arms.

There's no sign!

"Hey... Is it a lie?"

At this moment, Lucian obviously felt the snake Rune behind his neck, and his control over himself was weakened;

"Asriel, you..."

At this moment, the body in his arms did not dissolve into invisible flesh and blood, and the red and black exquisite dress was completely soaked in plasma.

"Still alive... Right?"

At this moment, the body under the dress was disintegrating, evaporating, withering and cracking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

With a big breath, the gray pupil boy's face was full of incredible words.

"Living is the definition of your material world; being is the basic law of emptiness." the indifferent "fascist" looked down at Lucien on the ground and said faintly:

"The trace has long been erased by the Holy Cross, and only the last drop of 'existence' will not have a second chance of life."

The room was silent.

Until another voice interrupted him.

"What about you... Lord serlior?"

Squinting, "fascist" slowly glanced in the direction of the gate.

Lying on the ground, the black haired wizard leaned against the door, his left hand with the "caster" pressed in a pool of blood, his right hand held a cup, and his bloodless face smiled powerlessly.

Is that... The nine pointed star grail?

"Relying on the body and 'existence' of the bishop of fascism, even if the power is weakened to the point of no one in ten... Well, this is what Asriel told me... It can revive indefinitely and make itself invincible." Loren smiled:

"Wonderful plan, but you forgot one thing... The nine pointed star Holy Grail."

Slightly stunned, the corners of the mouth of "fascist" aroused a touch of Cruelty: "yes, I almost forgot why I wanted to kill you."

"Thanks for reminding, Loren Turin."

The next moment, the black fog rolled up, like a spreading group of snakes, sweeping the black haired wizard who was unable to move.

"Loren!!!!!!" Lucian shouted at the top of his lungs.

"No, I mean you forget that the channel opened by the Holy Grail is two-way... Which means that as long as the method is appropriate, you can not only make the void existence pass through the material world, but also expel the 'credentials' of your existence from the material world."

Looking at the "fascist" who was still in doubt, Loren showed a proud smile of "IQ crush" for the first time and compared his middle finger to him:

"It's time to unplug the network cable, you dead house!"