After the spirit sub-transfer goes wrong

The person in charge of Chaldea's medical department clenched the water glass tightly, staring at the snow-covered screen without blinking, and Da Vinci beside him looked serious.

"This is……"

"Isis."

The young man swallowed nervously and leaned forward involuntarily.Da Vinci beside him sighed silently, grabbed the microphone in Romani's hand, and gave instructions to the Knights of the Round Table on the other side of the world.

"Galahad, can you see who is that person on the dragon's back? I think that person is Isis?"

"There must be no mistake. The person who attacked this city is that one."

The purple-haired knight wanted to continue to use "Master" or call him by his first name to refer to the black-haired Master who was missing in the spirit transfer, but changed his mind when he sensed the soul that was burning like a flame.

If what he saw in Chaldea was a lighthouse on the coast, then the Isis he sees now is an active volcano surrounded by flames, and a certain concept that flows unconsciously from the depths of his soul makes him feel The followers who traveled through time and space were deeply awed.

For a moment, Galahad thought of the Holy Grail that he had touched before his death.

This kind of bold idea just passed by in a flash, and was vetoed by the purple-haired knight himself.Just when Galahad was hesitating whether to step forward to recognize the missing master of Chaldea, the huge black dragon had landed on the ground, followed by several strange shouts.

"It's the eldest prince!"

……

"Who is the mount of your eldest prince!"

Karamith spewed out a mouthful of fire angrily, and it burned onto Smoor's fat brass-colored armor. The nameless undead man tightened the reins in time, so Karamith's black flame only slightly blackened the knights Surface armor.

"I'm not your eldest prince." The savior who descended from the sky said in a cold tone, "I just came to Arnoel Londe to find Gwendolin. When you and the illusion of Ornstein beat me up in the hall of Arnoel Londe, I thought about the present Do you still need me to save you?"

"Wait a moment."

Wearing a fat armor, Small picked up the hammer, and after suppressing a fallen paladin's attempt to fight back, he looked thoughtfully at the woman on the dragon's back.

"According to the order of His Royal Highness the God of the Dark Moon, I will test all undead who come to spread the fire, but the ones who pass the test... are only the heir of King Gwen, but..."

"Hmm, besides Solal and me, who else can fight back after being beaten on the ground by you and Ornstein's phantom in the hall?"

The nameless undead twitched his lips and looked around at the messy scene.

After the baptism of Kalamite's dragon's breath, the war in this city has temporarily subsided, leaving only a scorched area.

Rows of chubby bishops holding silver staffs turned into dozens of charred human figures, with only a small amount of unburned purple fabric reflecting the shimmer of the golden thread.The female knights holding the stake and setting fire around have long been motionless, only the carved patterns on the blackened armor show the past of being consecrated by the imperial concubine.

On the ground that has not been burned by the flames, stumps and broken arms can be seen everywhere, submerged in a dark red and black slime.The innocent dead stared at the sky with his eyes wide open, his abdomen and limbs were brutally torn apart, leaving rows of fine teeth marks.Weak groans overflowed from the mouths of the nobles who were lucky enough to survive, and blood continued to flow from the wound. When she was lifted up by the silver knights, her eyes fell on her with awe and fear.

"What's going on here? This is near Anor Londo. Could it be that Gwendolin can't even control the affairs here?"

How could such filthy things appear at the foot of the capital of the Gewen Protoss?It's more disgusting than the swamp under the sick village.

……

Small, who was wearing fat armor, suddenly put down the sledgehammer with an angry expression.

"His Highness Dark Moon has been betrayed! Damn Pope Sullivan, taking advantage of His Highness's trust, even colluded with Eldridge of the Deep Church to attack Yanolon with this group of depraved fat pigs in the name of coming to see His Highness." De!"

"I originally planned to let the knights of Iluzier resist together, but who knew that Sullivan would use the opportunity of rewarding the knights to corrupt the minds of these people with magic, making them degenerate into beasts that only know how to kill! He also The dryads were brought from the world in the painting, and they were quietly disguised as the vegetation planted in Illusil. When the war started, they attacked their backs! There are not many silver knights stationed in Illusil. If you hadn't arrived in time, King Xin, I'm afraid we would still be wiped out in the end."

"Wait, Illusil is this city? What are Sullivan and the Church of the Abyss? What are these people wearing the robes of the White Sect and full of dirty breath?"

The nameless undead man was completely confused. He had slept for thousands of years, and when he crawled out of the grave, he was completely out of touch with the world.

"After you left, King of Salaries, His Royal Highness Dark Moon began to build the city under Anor Londe——Illuciel, and formed the Youth Sect after the decline of the White Sect, which presided over the transmission of fire, and stepped into the foreground by himself." Small sighed heavily, with a lonely tone, "But the good times don't last long. In the past few decades, His Royal Highness Dark Moon's health has been deteriorating, so he delegated the authority over the Dark Moon Sword to Miss Ursika. "

"And Sullivan and Miss Yursika also came from the world of painting. His Highness kept him in the hope that he would assist the lady in the future, but he didn't expect... as the son of the dryad, Sullivan actually harbored evil intentions and degenerates. Together with Eldridge, the deep sage, he attacked Arnoel Londo, plotting His Royal Highness's divine power. But the Silver Knights and I were dragged in Iluziel, and Sullivan and Eldridge had already taken a step ahead to attack Yarnor Londo. Norrond, Lord Xinwang, please go to the capital immediately, if it is too late, it will be too late!"

"I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen. I went back to deal with it."

The nameless undead man pulled the reins, and the black dragon's slender and flexible tail swept across the ground, and suddenly swept towards the empty river embankment.

"My dear master..." Kalamite gleefully flicked her tail, full of interest in watching the show, "Although you are a salary king stronger than Gwen, you should pay attention to the little bugs around you anyway. .”

……

Galahad was forced to climb up the river embankment and walked into the messy city. The strangely shaped shield and fresh breath immediately attracted the attention of the knights and the giant dragon.

"It turns out that there is still a fish that slipped through the net with Eldridge!"

Small angrily picked up the sledgehammer, and the knight who was dubbed the "Executioner" for being too cruel now planned to return to his old business and beat the little bug that had been hiding in the corner to a pulp.

Just after taking a step, a long and cold sickle stopped in front of him.

"Small, calm down, that kid is probably not Eldridge's accomplice." The nameless undead man sat on the dragon's back, looking down at the teenager who looked like he was only about [-] years old, "That kid's aura is very Pure, without magic, and without the breath of corruption, and more importantly...he is a living person."

In this doomsday that is about to enter darkness, a living person is more precious than any treasure in the world.

Perhaps it was the special feature of the servants, Galahad actually understood the conversation of several people, and the fingers holding the red sword slowly relaxed.

"That doesn't mean he's in collusion with Sullivan and Eldridge. Eldridge, like those depraved fat pigs, wants to eat people. Maybe this is the work dedicated to Eldridge. What about the sacrifice? If you can’t be sure that it’s related to the group of traitors, and you can’t be sure that it’s not related to the traitors, then you’ll be detained in the dungeon of Iluziel and interrogated after the situation subsides.”

The veins on Small's head were throbbing violently, and his face was flushed red. He was about to continue arguing, but a silver knight beside him came over and reminded in a low voice:

"Boss, have you forgotten that the dungeon of Iluziel is now all the territory of the group of people from the capital of crime? The fire of crime burned their old capital, and Sullivan personally ordered that the remaining People stay in the dungeons as jailers, and I heard they are very cruel."

If it was a living person, they might have been tortured to death.

"Arnold Londe also has today, what a retribution."

"To shut up."

The black dragon who had been watching the show clicked his tongue twice, and was immediately suppressed by the nameless undead man.

The purple-haired knight stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do for a moment. Just as he was about to leave, the back of his neck suddenly felt cold, and his whole body suddenly touched the icy black dragon scale armor. behind the ear.

"Small, I will take this child away first, and I will deal with it when I return from Arnoel Londo."

……

"That... that... My name is Galahad, may I ask who you are?"

Until Kalamite flapped its wings vigorously and the cold wind whizzed by, the pure knight still felt unreal like in a dream.

Such things as giant dragons have only been slaughtered and deceived in history, but there has never been a record of being tamed.Even Medusa, who can freely control all kinds of phantom beasts and mythical beasts, is helpless against dragons.

But now, he is actually on the dragon's back? ? ?

This kind of riding ability, quantified by the standard of a Servant, is probably EX-level...

"Galahad, strange grammar, strange name, completely unable to understand the meaning."

The red lips of the woman with a mysterious identity behind her parted slightly, and the name rolled on the tip of her tongue over and over again, with a special kind of tenderness.The desolate moonlight poured down from the sky, outlining the tall and mature silhouette of the opponent, and the pure knight of the round table felt extremely nervous for a moment.

"As for me, well, I don't have a name."

The communicator on his wrist suddenly vibrated, and Galahad frantically tried to cover it, but the light blue electronic screen still popped out.

"Huh? No name? How is it possible, Isis, your name is Isis!"

The author has something to say:

The black dragon Kalamite's wings are not actually six-winged, but Lao Ka is the only purebred ancient dragon in the Soul series (the white dragon Heath's deformity that turned himself into a tentacle monster is not counted), so he forcibly added a The six wings characteristic of ancient dragons.

感谢在2019-11-1516：36：13～2019-11-1722：02：40期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: Huang Quanqianzhang Mo Yuxiao, Taishan Fujun 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 40 bottles of Yaqi evil god; 20 bottles of Beichuan's famous barbaric tin, Fujiin chestnut chestnut; 10 bottles of meowpas, direct death, Jiuruyue Shutong, God's Servant Support Club, Suzuki Luoyue ;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!