The Devil Priest and the Brave Beautiful Girl

Seeing his familiar partner again, Ulysses was extremely happy, and even completely ignored the very unusual title of "Master". And Arcelia didn't mention it again, as if she hadn't said that word just now, and looked at each other calmly and face to face with Ulysses.

There is an invisible tacit understanding between the two of them. He didn't say too much, and he didn't show too much excitement, but the long-lost intimacy and familiarity flowed faintly between the two of them, like a quiet river.

Arcelia remained the same as before, completely unchanged... Ulysses stared at the knight girl in front of him. Her eyes are still so firm, her temperament is still so sacred, she exudes silver brilliance under the moonlight, which is not just the brilliance of the armor on her body.

Ulysses is a little different...Arzeria keenly discovered that Ulysses's breath was more restrained than before, and he could hardly feel any strong breath. It's inexplicable that there is an extra layer, I don't know if it should be soft or charming.

This kind of breath gave him an extraordinary attraction. Maybe it wasn't so noticeable at first, but there was a feeling that would make people fall into it unknowingly, and finally could no longer extricate themselves.

That is also part of the power of the Demon King, or something else, Arcelia is not very clear. She only knows that this ability is no longer in the scope of human beings.

If Ulysses fully mastered this power, he could do a lot of things. Personal charm is quite a powerful force in the age of kingship.

"That... that... Arcelia..." Ulysses's old problem has committed again, and I don't know what to talk about when I'm with a girl.

Although there are actually many things that I want to ask, for example, what happened to the Apostles after the separation, and what happened to Aya and Lasputin. But when I really wanted to speak, I realized that I didn't seem to know where to start.

At this time, Helen's clear and delighted voice broke Ulysses' dilemma.

"Dad!" She was single-minded at all times and couldn't even tolerate other people in her eyes. She directly launched the straight line rush that she was good at, and rushed towards Ulysses quickly.

"Little girl, go!" As a gentleman of Warcraft, how could Hydra see what she wanted was preempted by others.

Offensive, offensive, offensive, we must suppress the opponent, it is best to solve the opponent in a wave of offensive. Defensive or something, just treat it as non-existent! Offense is the best defense! This is what she likes, and it belongs to the good character of the Lord of Karaal, a decent lady of Warcraft.

"Get away!" Helen, who just couldn't wait for Ulysses and Hydra to fight with her, grabbed a Hydra that was in front of her, and hit her knee fiercely.

"Quah!" A strange, crisp sound rang out in the air. The body of Hydra who was in charge of blocking the road twisted unnaturally, and was almost about to be broken by Helen's knee, and the continuous sound of bone cracks exploded in her body.

"Bang!" Like a discarded doll, Hydra's body was pressed into the ground by Helen mercilessly, and he hit the ground with the back of his head first.

However, at this point in time, another Hydra had already rushed in front of Helen with a blood-red sharp knife.

"massacre!"

Red light flashed, and nine hundred and ninety-nine thin red lines appeared on Helen's body in an instant. It means that in this flash of brilliance, she has been chopped nine hundred and ninety-nine times. This is one of Hydra's special treasures. It can be used to chop ribs, shameless kittens, or little girls competing for a spouse. Its name is "Butcher's Bride".

However, Helen, who was chopped for nine hundred and ninety-nine knives, did not change her face, and rushed to the butcher-wielding Hydra like a gust of wind, and gave her a kick directly. He was no more than a knee, and kicked **** Hydra's shin.

"Crack!" With a sound, Hydra's body shook violently, who hadn't completely taken the knife. Helen's kick had already kicked one of her legs to a broken bone, and it took a little time for the undead body to recover. In super close combat, this little time is enough to decide everything.

In less than a second when Hydra was shaking, Helen's eyes were murderous, and her palms were directly pressed on her chest. He slapped two palms, stamped it fiercely, and directly hit Hydra's breastbone to break and his heart beat wildly.

Afterwards, Helen hugged Hydra's body, hooped her neck, and threw back with all her strength.

"Bang!" The very unfavorable scene for children was accompanied by splashes of blood, staining Helen's tattered white pajamas red.

If the target is someone else, I am afraid Helen has already committed a crime that is enough to be imprisoned for life. However, no matter it was Lufa and the others in the square, or the girl knights watching curiously from the periphery, they all showed unpleasant expressions.

"It hurts!" Hydra, who was first pressed into the ground, pressed her forehead and looked at Helen angrily. Her forehead broke through a big hole the size of a fist. If it were a human, the Pope would have nothing to do here.

"Don't hinder me!" Helen didn't have a particularly good way to deal with things like the immortal body. If it were not in this city, she could launch weapons of mass destruction and annihilate the enemy with ashes. Unfortunately, this doesn't seem to work now.

"You are at the back!" Hydra's scruples are similar to Helen's. Because someone is in this area, she can't launch weapons of mass destruction, even the blood red domain is useless.

However, she is not afraid of anyone in hand-to-hand combat. With immortality, hand-to-hand combat may not necessarily win, but it is absolutely impossible to lose.

Helen raised her hands, and the transparent diamond-shaped crystal began to glow in her hands, which was a sign that she was going to overdraw her magic power.

"I'm not afraid! Fit!" The Hydra who had not directly participated in the battle first came to the two-in-one, and then came to the four-in-one. Soon, in the form of a beautiful girl, the heroic Hydra appeared.

Fight again!

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"Well, don't you stop it?" Ulysses looked at Hydra and Helen who were playing "Ping Pong Bang Bang" with a headache. Why is the relationship between the two of them so bad?

"It's very difficult!" Arcelia shrugged. She did something similar just now, and once prevented the decisive battle between the two. But after Ulysses appeared, the situation seemed to deteriorate again.

Fortunately, at least she was not in vain. Hearing the report of the Cavaliers team came here and found Helen. Knowing that Ulysses has come to the Glory City is enough.

As for what happens next, it is not her scope, but something Ulysses should consider.

"I said, aren't they tired?" Once tried to persuade him, Zuo Fei, who was smashed out, rubbed his eyes. They had been fighting for several hours before Ulysses came. If it hadn't been for the knight named Arcelia to come and stop, I'm afraid the central square would be demolished.

"Probably...not tired..." Lufa looked at Ulysses who exchanged eyes with Arseria very vigilantly. Compared to Hydra and Helen who were fighting, she gave her a much greater sense of threat. You know, even she herself hasn't reached the point where she can communicate with Ulysses just by looking in her eyes.

What is the relationship between him and her? This question surrounded Lufa, and she began to feel uneasy.

"It would be nice if Ulysses didn't choose early, it's too indecisive." Kay accused Ulysses very rudely. If she thinks he is the worst, it's probably his too soft personality, just like a girl. For men, they should be tougher and more proactive.

"Ha... I'll come..." After waiting for several minutes, the situation was developing in a more **** and violent direction. Ulysses sighed and finally decided to solve the problem by himself.

Without summoning the abyss to convict, Ulysses tapped the toes lightly, and then a beautiful somersault came to the top of Hydra and Helen in the fierce battle.

"First of all...Helen..." Ulysses fell lightly, and then pressed his palm on Helen, whose hair was dancing in the wind, to prevent her about to burst out of sound speed impact.

The apostle cannot hurt the devil, this theorem is absolute. So when Ulysses' hand touched Helen, who was fully equipped, her aura disappeared. The magic power that had just gathered also disappeared without a trace.

"Next, it's Hydra!" Ulysses, who fell smoothly behind Helen, hugged her, and then quickly moved forward, grabbing the **** spear that Hydra had chopped off with one hand.

The spear pierced by Hydra in the four-in-one form carries a trembling rotation and destructive power. But Ulysses was very familiar with Hydra's character, but he summoned to destroy the fist lock and blocked it a little bit, and as expected, he saw Hydra give up the attack.

"I'm back." Ulysses looked at Hydra with complicated eyes. It was slightly confused, disturbed, and a little embarrassed in the eyes.

The relationship between him and Hydra was so subtle that even he himself didn't know what to say.

"Hey...you..." Hydra found out that Ulysses in front of her was not the "Ulysses" she had found who had forgotten the past. It was Ulysses who had fought with her and wooed her upright.

"Um... um..." Hydra shrugged her nose vigorously. Then I smelled the faint familiar smell from Ulysses, something that ‘Uses’ didn’t know why he couldn’t smell anything.

This smell is really long-lost for her. It gave her the urge to drool and want to do hot things right away.