In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

The near-substantial spiritual power is filled with a terrifying breath, reaching the depths of the soul.

"Die!" After confirming that he had hit the opponent, Hyde's hands slammed into his chest in a strange posture. Unfortunately, the next moment, the hit was the afterimage!

"Why!?" The heroic spirit kneeling on the ground roared up to the sky, tears of blood flowing from his red eyes.

"Why?" Rosen, who appeared a few meters away, seemed a little strange. He seemed to think for a few seconds, then pulled the corners of his mouth to reveal his white teeth: "Young man, this is the anger of Africans in Dress GO."

After all the hard work, there was not a single woolen heroic spirit. Except for thanking him for his patronage, it was a variety of dresses. Rosen's resentment was far higher than Jack's.

Hyde didn't understand what GO costumes were, let alone Africans. He gritted his teeth and pulled out the long keys from his knees. Just as he threw them away, several of the long keys disappeared.

He was stunned for a while, then looked up and saw what Rosen was holding in his hand, his face was like the bottom of a pot.

It can be used repeatedly... If you fight again, you will die!

Hyde's madness quickly faded, and reason regained the upper hand. Just as he was about to open his mouth to negotiate a deal, the bastard took the opportunity to kill him again.

Rosen flew up, Chi and Qingshu stabbed the black key from the ribs, and when he jumped back, he had already replaced the green sword in his hand.

This conceptual dress exudes light, not like a Noble Phantasm, but not like a mortal thing, but anyone can feel that the magic power that has been superimposed in layers is compressed again.

"Taste the crit! Henry Jarrell!"

In the roar, Hyde, who was about to die together, suddenly froze. Although it was only for a moment, the long sword had already passed through his chest!And that location happened to be where Rhode was pierced before!

The violent magic expanded the wound to the size of the mouth of a bowl, and the red tide rushed into the distance, turning a grove into ashes.

At this moment, Hyde - finally moved.

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PS: The chapter is titled Africans, actually, I'm going to share the joy.

In the book review area today, many people said that Wang Ha shipped, and then I didn't place 3 orders in Musashi, and 215 order in 1. It happened that I signed 5 stones.

Then, I used 3 of them, one shot for one shot—hey, I was playing with it anyway, I didn’t give up hope, I didn’t even bother to watch it.

Sure enough, no color circle

Huh?What a gold card! ?

Kill order! ?

Horse....Masaka!

Wang Hassan!

Chapter 34 I miss...

In the villa area that had long been in ruins, Rosen and Hyde hugged tightly, the claws stopped beside Rosen's face, and the long sword in his hand had penetrated Hyde.

The blond young man was silent, but his red pupils slowly dissipated, and a gentleness that was different from before appeared on his face.

"You... won." He sighed, the blood under him pooling into a stream.

"Recovered?" Rosen could sense the change in the other party's breath, which was a kind of goodwill from the bottom of his heart.

Hyde, no, Henry Jarrell nodded: "Thank you for defeating that demon for me, although it is a bit despicable and vengeful."

Just as he was talking, blue particles began to fly, and his body gradually blurred. Most of the heroic spirits have already experienced death. Henry Jarrell has no fear or unwillingness to this familiar scene. His eyes looked at Rosen:

"A strength like you will never be unknown. In the end, you can answer me, who are you?"

Henry Jarrell was a very good person. Although Rosen stabbed him to death, although he had no regrets, he would never ignore him, so he put his mouth to his ear and said something softly.

The blond youth's eyes gradually widened, shock and doubt flashed alternately, but in the end he chose to believe.

"It turns out that you are... No wonder, Hyde was not unjustly defeated. Hey, if I hadn't encountered that incident, I might have the honor to fight with you."

"What's the matter?" Rosen raised his head suddenly, but the blue particles had spread to the top of the other party's head, and he could no longer hear the words behind.

Appetite again...

Rosen was a little speechless, but his face suddenly paled. He quickly removed all the ceremonies, and then raised his hand to see that the small half of his left arm had turned pitch black.

Miserable this time!

He sat on the ground with a butt, took out a cigarette and prepared to light it. Just as he took out the lighter, a pair of red boots came into his peripheral vision.

His eyes gradually moved upwards, and the goal was a pair of fair and slender legs. After passing over the flat lower abdomen and the airport, a delicate little face came into view.

The face that was exactly the same as King Arthur was full of shock, the boss with green eyes, his mouth was slightly open, and the word 'bewildered face' could be perfectly described.

"You, you, you killed it??" Mordred looked around, as if he could kill a bunch of Knights of the Round Table in the next moment.

"Don't look at it, I did it." Rosen snorted dissatisfied, and lowered his head to light a cigarette.

However, Mordred couldn't believe it in reality. She searched for a long time and found nothing, so she could only walk back and sit in front of Rosen, panting heavily:

"You really did it!?"

"Why am I lying to you? Could it be that this guy got into trouble and blew himself up?" Rosen turned his head angrily.

The bear child is so distrustful of people that he is simply questioning his personality.

Mordred knew that he had made a mistake again, but he still didn't believe it: "It doesn't make sense, if you are so strong, then..."

"What are you doing with you?" Rosen counterattacked with sharp words and raised his left hand: "I'm not a masochist, why do I do this every time? Wouldn't it be better to sit and watch you work hard?"