The infinite redemption of the Holy Light

Chapter 206 Four Summoning Chances
In fact, the reason why Wang Huan was able to be so confident when facing Joan of Arc was because he knew from the beginning which martial spirits with specific abilities he could summon.

In the previous year, Wang Huan had already communicated with the ghost valley disciples in his mind. Because of the limitation of time and space, they could not help Wang Huan directly, but they were able to help Wang Huan summon the martial spirit he wanted to summon from the side. Types of.

As long as there is some kind of similar item connection, Wang Huan can summon a specific type of martial spirit, so Wang Huan can prepare some plans in advance.

But this time, Wang Huan directly used four summoning opportunities!
Within half an hour, the fate of the Holy Grail War will completely deviate from the original track!

In Wang Huan's mind, the Wordless Heavenly Book exuded a faint light. On the dragon boat boat, Xu Fu, who was dressed in Taoist robes and looked like a fairy, had a trace of remembrance in his eyes. He held a piece of white jade without any blemishes very seriously in his hand.

This piece of white jade was made into the shape of a jade seal, with the majesty of an empire, so even Wang Huan could feel the majestic aura brought by this rare treasure across the world through the scroll and the dragon boat.

The Chuanguo Yuxi made of He's Bi, it is said that the one who gets it will win the world, but now it is in the hands of Xu Fu for some reason.

Beside him, Gai Nie held up his Yuanhong, he remembered the sword's previous life Canhong, and the original owner who held this sword, his sharp-edged face didn't know what he was thinking.

The martial spirits summoned with these two items stood on the Great Wall at this moment, looking at each other.

As for Yao Ji, Wang Huan summoned them from the three fairy mountains behind the dragon boat. He didn't know that Yao Ji would be summoned. He just wanted a martial spirit who could separate many enemies.

After all, the three fairy mountains of Penglai, Yingzhou, and Fangzhang are connected with too many gods of the fairy family, and it is possible to summon any god and martial spirit.

However, Yao Ji did not disappoint Wang Huan. Her ability to divide the battlefield was indeed powerful, and it came in handy at this moment.

The majestic Great Wall was disintegrating, and when Wang Huan asked them to take action, the atmosphere that would ignite an explosion in the surrounding air at any time began to dissipate.

But the tense atmosphere has not abated in the slightest.

"I will come to kill you again after I finish my summoning mission."

"You can't kill widows in life, and it's even more wishful thinking after death."

"Between you and me, there must be life and death." The voice was very cold, with an extremely cold and murderous aura.

"When was the widow ever afraid?" This voice was extremely majestic, with a domineering air that ruled the world.

Wang Huan looked at the two of them and smiled wryly.

Wang Huan actually didn't want to summon them here at the same time if he could, but in this situation, each of them is indispensable.

The world of Zhenhun Street and the world of Xingyue are not the same.

If it is said that the heroic spirits in the Xingyue world rely more on the power of treasures, then the martial spirits rely more on their own strength.

The Great Wall surrounding Wang Huan completely disintegrated, but instead of disappearing, they formed a group of figures, ten of which were extremely tall, almost breaking through the enveloping clouds and mist.

No one is more suitable to deal with Gilgamesh who has the king's treasure than the one who leads countless figures approaching the clouds.

And if you deal with assassins, you will naturally use assassins to deal with them.

As for Caster Bluebeard, Wang Huan just randomly summoned a martial spirit, but the summoned martial spirit was unexpectedly suitable for dealing with Bluebeard.

At this time, in the calm clouds and mist, fierce battles have already begun.

The King of Conquerors and Lancelot, these two have been completely trapped in the mist, and Wang Huan has no time to take care of them now, as long as they wait for Joan of Arc's order to fade away, they will naturally not attack Wang Huan again.

Jiantong Kariya was placed in another place by Wang Huan, not because Wang Huan didn't believe him, but because Wang Huan always felt that there was something in Kariya's body that was not controlled by Kariya himself.

This kind of risk factor should naturally stay away from your side at critical moments.

As for the rest, it's time to figure it out.

The corner of Wang Huan's mouth curled up, and there was a scythe shining with holy light in his hand. This was the ability he obtained when he saved Grey that day.

This year, he himself did not waste the training of the saber technique. If the dragon-slaying saber technique was only a memory in his mind, then this skill has already changed towards instinct at this moment.

Of course, Wang Huan will not forget the biggest threat.

Joan of Arc has been firmly locking Wang Huan's position, and Wang Huan will never forget the red lotus holy sword hanging on her waist, which is more dangerous than the flag in her hand.

The self-destruct sword she obtained by burning her life is enough to burn everything that exists.

But in this half hour, Wang Huan didn't need to face Joan directly, he didn't want to die together with Joan.

Joan of Arc is a heroic spirit, even if she dies now, she will only return to the seat of the heroic spirit in the end.

But Wang Huan died once, but he can't do it again.

"Trouble Fairy." Wang Huan smiled slightly at Yao Ji.

Wang Huan has a temporary spiritual connection with the summoned martial spirit, so many things do not need to be communicated with words.

Yao Ji flicked her sleeves slightly, and the cloud and mist that enveloped Wang Huan suddenly enveloped him, and through Yao Ji's ability, transferred Wang Huan to Ying and the others.

As one of the gods of clouds and rain, Yao Ji can move space easily in this cloud and rain.

Looking at Bazzett and Gray, the corners of Wang Huan's mouth curled up: "Are you ready?"

Bazzett entrusted Sakura to Weber, and stood with Grey, his eyes brimming with fighting intent.

"Help me hold someone back."

The Ruler in the Holy Grail War has no way to harm humans. If it is an ordinary person, of course it cannot hold Joan of Arc, and Joan of Arc can get rid of them at will.

But Bazzett and Gray are both existences that can directly confront Heroic Spirits!

In another time and space, there was more than one heroic spirit who fell in the hands of Bazzett!
But the most important thing is that Wang Huan actually took advantage of Joan's kindness. Joan, who appeared as Ruler, is protecting this Holy Grail War and everyone who sees it.

Then Bazzett and Gray are naturally more likely to hold Joan back.

According to the scripts of various legendary stories, he should be regarded as a complete villain at this moment.

Wang Huan laughed at himself, but he still didn't hesitate about what to do next. He looked at his partner around him, grinned slightly, and disappeared into the clouds.

When fierce battles broke out everywhere in the clouds and fog, in a small building far away from the Holy Church, an extremely calm man wearing a windbreaker was watching everything closely with a telescope.

He was smoking a cigarette and looked extremely lonely.

Beside him was a woman in black with a beautiful face, with a very cold temperament, like a pistol, cold and dangerous.

The man picked up the phone: "Ai Li, take Saber and rush here immediately, the Holy Grail War might be—maybe it will end tonight."

　Xinyi will work hard to ensure normal updates in the past few days... I hope the hospital test results will come out tomorrow and I have no major problems. Goddess of Life bless me.

　　
　
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