The infinite redemption of the Holy Light

Chapter 220 The Power of the Dead Apostles

PS: Thank you for the chilling, this is even more cheering for the suzerain!
Wang Huan's many attacks could not cause harm to Joan of Arc at all for a while, and she was also restrained from coming to Wang Huan to release her destructive ability.

Just when Joan was about to use the power of the command spell again to issue orders to the surrounding heroic spirits, a sudden change occurred!

Matou Kariya, who had been at a loss in the mist for a long time, suddenly ran away inexplicably at this moment.

Jian Tong Yanye let out a roar suddenly, his eyes turned blood red, and the blood in his body surged, and his whole body swelled up, looking like a monster.

"Uncle Kariya, what's wrong with you?"

At this moment, Sakura was not far from Jiantong Yuanye, and she watched with some fear that the familiar gentle uncle rushed towards her.

"Sakura... run away! I can't control myself!" Matou Kariya roared violently, and blood-red gas visible to the naked eye actually permeated his body.

These blood-red auras condensed into ferocious giant beasts, the size of wild wolves, and dozens of blood wolves appeared beside Jiantong Kariya in an instant.

These blood wolves seemed to have their own will, they made Kariya go berserk, and their targets seemed to be every living creature.

"careful!"

Kenneth and Sola, who were originally fighting against Weber, have already been controlled by Yao Ji, who was empty-handed.

Weber, who had already finished the battle, suddenly used sprint magic on himself, and suddenly accelerated to Sakura's side.

A blood wolf has already opened its teeth and claws and rushed towards Ying, and the ferocious blood almost made people faint.

Waver hugged Sakura, raised his hand, and fired the hidden weapon prepared on the bracelet.

These hidden weapons passed through the blood wolf's body directly, smashing its body to pieces, and it reassembled again in the next moment, without causing any harm to it.

Wei Bo sucked in a breath of cold air, suddenly embraced Sakura in his arms and turned around abruptly, protecting Sakura with his back.

Although he is useless, he will not watch his partner who is temporarily weaker than him get hurt in front of him.

"The King of Conquerors!" Weber yelled fiercely, the Command Seal in his hand suddenly lit up, and the thunder carriage appeared beside him in an instant, and the blood wolf was smashed into pieces by the lightning.

A pair of big hands carried Weber and threw Sakura onto the chariot. The Emperor smiled and patted Weber: "Master, you did a good job!"

At the same time, a white robe also appeared on the chariot. Wang Huan patted Ying to signal her not to be afraid, and then looked at Joan who was blocked in the other place: "Hey, there are real external forces intervening. This is what you should really stop, just as I said, stop the war first..."

Wang Huan looked at the blood wolves around him, feeling the power in them.

The power of the dead.

To be more precise, it is the terrifying power of the 27 ancestors of the dead, and some high-ranking dead have intervened in the holy grail.

It seems that the mysterious power that helped Kariya Matou came from the side of the vampire.

At this moment, in the depths of the dense forest in Shenshan Town, several men in black robes are observing the battle at the Holy Church in a strange way.

"Kill all these people, and you can get the Holy Grail. If you do that, you will be able to resurrect more ancestors!"

One of the black-robed men was a little crazy and authentic.

However, at the next moment, a figure suddenly appeared above these men in black in the light of the bright moon.

"Hey, let me tell you, I'm not dead yet." An old but majestic voice sounded.

A robust old man in black Chinese clothes floated in mid-air, holding a bright jeweled sword in his hand, aiming at the man in black.

The former marshal of the magic way, the second magician-Jewel Weng!

Gem Weng said indifferently: "At any rate, I can be regarded as the supervisor of the Holy Grail War, so don't be too presumptuous."

The huge magical brilliance on the gemstone sword suddenly flickered, and the figures of the men in black robes disappeared in the dense forest before they even had time to make a sound.

They have been teleported to unknown place by Gemstone Weng. In short, they will definitely not appear again in a while.

The jewel man was floating in the air, looking at the Holy Grail War that was still going on in the distance, and murmured softly: "Did I make a profit or a loss in the original transaction..."

The Holy Church was in a mess, blood wolves spewed towards the heroic spirits and masters, Matou Kariya ran blindly in pain, unable to control himself at all.

Looking at the situation in front of her, Joan took a deep breath, paused for a while and nodded to Wang Huan.

She waved the holy flag and charged towards Kariya Matou.

The power of the dead disciples is even more unacceptable to the saintess. The blood wolf that could not be dispersed by attacking in front of the holy flag, as long as it is smashed, will turn into blood power that cannot be condensed and slowly dissipate.

The power of Joan of Arc seems to have a natural restraint on the dead.

Wang Huan just wanted to control Yan Ye together, but at this moment, the time for the last martial spirit he summoned was about to arrive.

"I'm leaving too, and I'm going back to the underworld. You can come to Wushan to find my sister." Yao Ji restrained Kenneth and Sola with her last strength, and then waved to Wang Huan with a smile.

Among all the summoned martial spirits, Yao Ji did the most benevolent and righteous.

Even if Kenneth is the monarch of the clock tower, how can he compare to Shenwuling Yaoji? In front of her power, the so-called various magic dresses and magic are just a joke.

Without the power of a heroic spirit, it is impossible to fight against a martial spirit.

Kenneth and his wife had already been knocked unconscious, and were pulled into the illusion by Yao Ji's last strength. It is estimated that within a day or two, they would never even think about waking up.

By then, the Holy Grail War would have already ended.

Wang Huan no longer has the mind to pay attention to this sad pair of unmarried couples. He did not hesitate to take this opportunity to send Dimuludo back to the Seat of Heroes.

The red gun in his hand disappeared along with his master, and the number of heroic spirits in the Fourth Holy Grail War was reduced by one again.

Wang Huan gratefully greeted Yao Ji who disappeared: "When I return to the world of Zhenhun Street, I will definitely pay a visit to the fairy."

He let out a breath. Although Wang Huan only had two chances to summon Wu Ling in a short period of time, the price he paid was not in vain.

Apart from the King of Conquerors, the only remaining heroic spirits are King Arthur and Lancelot who are fighting each other with holy swords.

With a faint smile on the corner of Wang Huan's mouth, he looked at King Arthur and Lancelot who were still fighting fiercely, and the two were still indistinguishable for a moment.

The external changes did not seem to affect the battle between the two, and the two had reached a critical stage of intense heat where they could not easily stop.

Wang Huan also didn't want to disturb the two of them, anyway, King Arthur was a difficult problem to deal with.

He doesn't dislike this brave and kind king who is naive and immature, but Saber's master will never let it go.

"Kiritsugu, come out, I know you must be nearby." Wang Huan scanned the surrounding buildings, looking for the trace of the magician killer.

"I said, do you really want your wife to become the carrier of the Holy Grail? Do you really want to sacrifice the one you love again..." Wang Huan shouted loudly towards the surroundings.

　Thank you for your reward, Mr. Xinhan, thank you for your reward, thank you everyone who is still chasing this book, wait a little longer, the summer vacation will come soon in ten days or so~
　　
　
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