Bang bang bang!!

Between the running and colliding of the blades, the Lion King regained the feeling of fighting on the battlefield for a while.

"Absolute Sword Technique Sixth Style Broken Fang!"

"Sixth Secret Sword Poison Moth Blade!"

Su Yuan wantonly slashed all kinds of sword skills, and the shining blade first picked up the Lion King's holy sword with a sword.

The high-frequency oscillating sword body penetrated the force at the moment when it came into contact with the Lion King's armor.

Because Su Yuan had no killing intent from beginning to end, he instead extended the power that penetrated into the armor of the Lion King's body.

Boom!

A crack of steel cracked.

The silver-white knight's armor on the Lion King's body was shattered by Su Yuan's sword.

The proud figure appeared in front of Su Yuan's eyes, which was no less plump than the black gun.

However, compared to the strong visual impact of the black and white contrast of the black gun, the Lion King is pure white!

Big and white!

This amazing sense of oppression and visual impact is really shocking.

The Lion King naturally noticed Su Yuan's gaze, and at this moment she didn't have time to take care of the other party, but adjusted her position and fell to the ground with her feet upright.

Bang!!!

The moment the two of them landed, the already cracked block of the Holy Capital exploded and shattered!

The burst of air blew out the smoke and fire around them, and the two people in the center looked at each other and fell silent.

And on the tower of the royal city, Ag Guiwen, who had climbed up for a long time, had only reached the top.

Blind, he didn't notice that the Lion King he served had just passed him and crashed to the ground below.

With the only obsession he had at the moment, he dragged his broken leg to the throne of the Lion King.

"Whew, Whew, Whew, The Lion King, are you still alive...... Enemy forces are about to invade here.

While it's impossible for you to fail, please ...... Be careful.

Because you ...... Always get used to ...... Respect each other's ideas. "

Ag Guiwen couldn't say a complete sentence anymore, and he barely said his thoughts intermittently.

Everyone present knew that Ag Guiwen was doing his best with every breath he took now.

It was only by his steely will that he was able to hold on to the king, who wanted to continue to assist him.

Black Gun looked at Ag Guiwen in front of him with regret, it's a pity that the Lion King is not here now.

"Age Gui Wenqing, you better care more about yourself, your hands and feet are already broken, your torso is also full of devastation, and you have even lost two eyes~'. "

The black gun opened his mouth and took Ag's words.

Even though Black Gun's voice was very similar to that of the Lion King, even though her thoughts were extremely similar, Ag Guiwen could still hear the difference between the two.

"Original...... It's over, it's me who comes to the night.

I have overcome the enemy by perseverance before......"

As if he had lost his last strength, he fell to the ground.

Medea was sympathetic, even though it was her former enemy.

She still tried to use her healing magic to relieve the pain of Ag Guiwen.

Even though his consciousness was on the verge of extinction, he muttered:

"I still have ...... left Five things to do...... Eliminate the thieves, remove the invaders, repair the destroyed holy capital, and induce the citizens who accepted the holy bastard...... There is also a splendid palace where only the king lives in the end.

What to do...... Also, there are too many...... Obviously, there are so many......

King, offer you the plan of the ideal country...... Didn't finish it...... I feel guilty......"

Agga's voice grew quieter and quieter, but it never stopped.

At this time, the Lion King below had already talked to Su Yuan (physically) and came out of the result, and the Lion King was forced to make a contract with Su Yuan as a servant.

In fact, the Lion King had no choice, even if he didn't agree with Su Yuan to slaughter her, she would still appear in the [Dead Servant Cage].

The Lion King, who had returned to the royal city, was draped in a thin white cape, and the dark blue battle skirt under the armor was finally revealed.

Even if it is exactly the same as the costume of the Dull Hair King, the difference between the two is still the difference between heaven and earth.

The Lion King also saw the lying Age Guiwen on the ground at this time, leaned over and whispered: (Read a violent novel, just go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"I won't ask you to offend Agger Wenqing, you can already rest, always overworking is your only shortcoming. "

"How can this be counted, compared to your exertion, I am just ......"

As if realizing that it was the king he served, Ag Guiwen hurriedly spoke, but his voice was insignificant.

His breathing stopped at this moment, but he had a calm smile on his face before leaving.

Aggaywen's body, radiating a brilliance like Bedwell's, dissipated into the air.

"I talked to the Restraining Force and asked them to apply for a position as a Heroic Spirit for Aggaywen, and like Bedwell, they won't fade with this era. "

Su Yuan still has a sense of respect for this knight who looks like a villain, but is extremely loyal.

People who can be loyal to death, Su Yuan still admires it.

The Lion King nodded slightly, and there was a hint of gratitude in his eyes.

Thank you...... Master. "

Despite some awkwardness, The Lion King changed his name.

She didn't expect that she would one day become a servant.

But it's okay to survive, think about the pie that Su Yuan painted for himself.

Say anything, I will give you a territory to expand the territory, give her a continent, and let her build a holy capital by herself.

Even if it feels like Su Yuan is just fooling herself, who makes her Imperial Lord's fist bigger than her goddess Heroic Spirit fist!

The master who can tear apart his servant alive doesn't need the help of the servant at all.

"What do you think, are you still not convinced? Back in Chaldea, I will practice with you with my bare hands without weapons. "

"No need, if you lose as a king, you lose, so what's not to be convinced. "

The Lion King waved his hand again and again to refuse, and she was not convinced now.

The black gun next to him looked at the lion king's depressed expression, and the corners of his mouth raised a smile, looking like he was having fun.

She only felt that she had company, and it was quite pleasant to see herself being played with by her own master like her.

Noticing the change in Black Gun's expression, the Lion King, who almost had a close relationship with her, instantly understood the other party's thoughts.

It's fun to see yourself suffering!

She had to talk to her alter self.

Even if they are King Arthur, there are still many differences in their nature, and their appearance and clothing are secondary differences.

The black gun belongs to King Arthur himself, but his thoughts are more mature and stable, and he is the King Arthur who has grown up.

The Lion King is different, even if she takes back the holy sword, her soul and body are eroded by the goddess of the holy spear, Rengominiade.

The Lion King is now in a state of mixing with the personalities of the goddess and King Arthur.

When he didn't get the holy sword before, it was the personality of the goddess who was the main one, and King Arthur was the auxiliary.

And now it is King Arthur who is primary, and the personality of the goddess is secondary.

If you really want to compare, the gap between them is obvious.

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