The Sixth Level of Academy City

"Yes!" Chiron got the order, and without hesitation, the arrows were shot like machine guns, and after a while, more than half of the demons chasing Ah Fu were reduced.

When the magicians present found that the strength of those lowly demons seemed to be no more than that, what happened next made their faces turn pale.

Another idle doomsday lord stuck his giant sword above the ground, muttering words, although no one knew what he was muttering, but the increasingly dense green clouds and lightning in the sky let anyone with a brain know that it is absolutely Not a good thing!

"Berserker, stop him!" Coles made a decisive decision and ordered to interrupt the action of the doomsday lord.

Frankenstein yelled angrily, and strode forward holding the electric hammer. When the giant hammer was about to fall on the Lord of Doom, the huge Lord of Doom didn't even look at Frankenstein, holding the hammer with one hand, his arm With force, Frankenstein was thrown far away.

Green flames spewed out from the doom lord's nostrils, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes—these weak summons seemed vulnerable to him. If his master hadn't asked to be kept alive, he would have never Throw the opponent out, and the terrifying evil energy will swallow the opponent.

Heroic spirits are made up of pure spiritual bodies, which endows them with powerful power. However, in the face of fel energy, which can pollute and erode energy, and face-to-face with the extremely powerful doomsday lord in the Burning Legion, if we say that There is still room for a powerful follower like Ge Fei, but Frankenstein is still too far behind as a heroic spirit.

Joan looked at the two behemoths in shock, and looked at Luo Yifang with some doubts, "You, who are you? What is this evil creature that came from nowhere?!"

The tyrannical aura of the demon made Joan feel disgusted by nature. If she were not a follower of Luo's side now, she would definitely go up to fight those two doomsday lords.

"Do you believe me when I say I'm here to make trouble?" Luo Fang blinked and said sincerely.

"..." Joan looked at Luo Fang helplessly, "You don't want to say it, anyway, now you are my Master, even if I don't like you, but as a Ruler, I must guarantee the justice of the Holy Grail War, I must ensure your safety, but let me tell you first, those two monsters are indeed very powerful, but it is still difficult to face these famous heroes in history."

What Joan said is correct, the other party has not exerted its full strength yet, and none of the heroic spirits have used the treasure, but the doomsday lord under the siege of Siegfried, Mr. Chiron and Afu has gradually fallen. It was at a disadvantage, and the doom lord on the other side seemed to be playing with Frankenstein, and had no intention of helping his companion at all, and was willing to use that strange green flame to resist Caster's magic.

Luo Fang said with a smile, "Oh? Then how do you think we can defeat them?"

"Well... if you and I play, we should be able to suppress the three heroic spirits on the opposite side, and your two familiars should be able to work together to stop the remaining three. As long as we can defeat one of the opponent's servants, we will We can win!" Joan of Arc analyzed the battle situation, and judging from the current situation, her combat power was on par with the opponent's, and she even had a slight upper hand. It is still easy to entangle the opponent's master, as long as you can restrain the opponent so that they cannot use the command spell, in the end, no matter how you look at it, your side has a greater chance of winning.

"I don't think so."

"Well, since you agreed, let's... wait, what are you talking about?" Joan of Arc obviously didn't react.

"I said, since two demons are not enough, it's enough to summon some more," Luo Yifang waved his right hand, countless green cracks that were exactly the same as before, the sky covered with lightning, and countless identical tyrannical breaths Release from those cracks.

"We are the Burning Legion, feel the power of the Legion, pathetic mortals!"

Two voices full of coercion descended, and even the followers felt that the magic power in their bodies was stagnating. They looked solemnly at the sky—and there, the battleships slowly transmitted from the huge gap, and the endless The... army of demons!

Chapter 172 You Are Really Slow

"Hey, Master," Mordred jumped out of the car, closed the slightly shaky car door, and said solemnly, "Come and see this."

"Um...Saber, next time you drive, can you take a slightly normal road..." Shizi Jie's face was not very good-looking, and his stomach was overwhelmed.

Last night, he made the necessary pre-war preparations, and was delayed for a while. As a result, Mordred, with the reason that "if you don't take a shortcut, you can't get there in time", dragged himself from In the dense woods and mountain roads, this classic car that was about to be scrapped was driven over.

Now not only the car is about to fall apart, Lion Jie feels that he is also about to fall apart...

Mordred held his right hand falsely, a red light flashed, and she held her saber in her hand, "Let's not talk about this, the matter in front of me is more important..."

Lion Jie helped his sunglasses, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one, lit it in his mouth, took a deep breath, and then regained his composure, "Oh...it seems that our opponents are afraid It was a little trouble."

"Yeah, and the trouble is not small," Mordred said with the long sword on his shoulder, gritted his teeth, "Has the entire residence of the magician family been beaten like this... "

Looking around, the originally towering gate of the castle seemed to have been ravaged by an ancient monster. A small section was left hanging on the edge of the city wall, and the rest was missing. It's in a state of collapse.

"If no one has come to sort it out now, I'm afraid they are still under attack." Lion Jie shook off the soot and frowned, "The current situation is not very good..."

"It's all here, why don't you go in and have a look."

Mordred snorted, stepped on the gravel and stubble without fear, and walked towards the castle. Seeing this, Lion Jie snuffed out the cigarette butt, took out his magic dress, a short-cut shotgun, Follow in Mordred's footsteps and go inside.

"By the way, Master, if you really meet the heroic spirit on the other side later, you'd better find a place to hide first. I don't have the time to care about you if the battle starts!"

"Don't worry, don't worry, I will definitely find a place to help you cover."

The two chatted and crossed the courtyard to the main hall of the castle. Mordred was taken aback when he saw the situation in the main hall, "It seems that I know where the disappeared castle gate is."

"It turned out not to be beaten into flying ash by the treasure, but was shot down to this place." Shi Zijie went up and touched the gate that still had some scorched marks, "There is still temperature."

"That is to say, the enemy hasn't gone far?" Mordred grinned, "Just let me practice...Master be careful!"

Upon hearing the words, Lion Jie rolled over in a hurry, and nimbly retreated to the rear of Mordred. At this moment, a black shadow flashed across his head.

He heard Mordred snort coldly, and there was a violent wind blowing by him. He took advantage of the situation to hide behind a piece of gravel, and shot a backhand, which hit the top of another group of black shadows, and the black shadow let out a terrible sound. Called, was blown away far away.

"Saber!" Shishi Jie yelled, "There's more on your left!"

"Understood!" Mordred stepped forward and slashed. First, he killed the black shadow that was attacking Lion Jie, and then pressed his body without even using a sword. It was a shoulder collision against the black shadow that attacked from the left.

The black shadow was in pain and wanted to withdraw, but Mordred was faster than it. The two-handed sword flexibly bounced and smashed. pit.

Mordred retracted the long sword, swung the blade, and the green liquid slowly dripped down the long sword, corroding small pits on the ground.

"Cut, is it a familiar?" Mordred frowned and looked at the unknown creature on the ground. In her memory, she had never seen such a thing before, "Master, have you seen this kind of familiar?"

Lion Jie came forward, looked at the monster lying on the ground that looked like a dog but had a big mouth split open and two tentacles, and shook his head, "I haven't seen such a thing before, but their The blood appears to be corrosive, either from monsters summoned by black magic, or from alchemy."

After finishing speaking, Lion Jie squatted down and collected a little bit of the monster's blood and flesh with a special test tube. Even though he didn't know what it was, collecting a little bit of it would help us analyze its characteristics.

"The speed is very fast, and the strength is not weak. If it is an ordinary magician, it may not be the opponent of such a familiar..." Lion Jie became more and more confused. Such a familiar can already kill some weak magicians alone. Teacher, three of them came out here at once.

Mordred added, "I'm afraid there's more to it..."

"Ok?"

"When I swung the sword just now, I released a little magic power," Mordred said, "but I clearly felt that the magic power disappeared when it rushed towards me..."

"Swallow magic power?!" Lion Jie shrank his pupils. This ability can be said to be the nemesis of magicians.