The Endless Shuttle

"It doesn't matter, it's not a big deal anyway."

The brave interrupted Gnivia's explanation, he just asked casually, whether the disk of arrow could be used is not within his consideration.

Seeing them, the king seemed to have given up communication again. Gnivia glanced at Lancelot, then quietly stepped back. There was also a bandaged Fengshen who left with her, as if the last steel. What's the end of the manifestation ritual has not yet been completed.

Only the military gods in armor and the brave men with Cang hair were present.

"Wang, after a long absence, do you plan to sit here forever?" Lancelot asked.

"In a country not far from here, there is a demon king. Although I didn't fight him, I knew that he was not a general, but he was a venerable person. You came to him as well. I made it with one hand, as a sign of gratitude, how about using him as the first opponent to deal with?"

Last time Lancelot, who was hidden in the shadow of Gnivia, did not fight against Rope because of another important matter last time. This made the military **** unavoidably regretful, so there was this admonition.

"..." The brave man did not express his position, and was silent.

"...You really are tired of fighting."

Lancelot's whispers contained sadness, and compassion was embedded in his eyes buried in the armor.

She lowered her head, took away the helmet that would hardly be taken off normally, and revealed a surprising look.

The long honey-colored hair was free from the armor and scattered like a waterfall on the back of the **** of war. Her cheeks are as delicate as angels, and while she is feminine and feminine, she also carries a trace of heroism.

The knight named "Lancelot Dulac" buried under the armor turned out to be the appearance of a young white girl.

However, the brave is not surprised about this. As a former comrade in arms, he certainly knows the true identity of Lance Lorne.

"I still yearn for driving in the wilderness and fighting freely with the enemy, but the strongest you are already indifferent to such things...Wang, are you tired of being alive?"

Lancelot is a **** who has emerged from mythology only in modern times, but just like this, she will selectively forget things other than "battle".

Only in this way can the blood of that "steel" never fade, and protect one's essence.

But the Last King was not such a god. For 1,500 years, no, maybe even more distant. When the Demon King was born, he had already taken up an iron sword to fight with them as a brave.

Kill, sleep, kill, sleep, kill, sleep--

After repeating how many rebirths I don't know, the initial blood has long been consumed, and the only thing left in the brave's full body is exhaustion.

He is eager for someone who can sleep the "Last King" completely.

"...After the end of this generation, and the next generation, the next generation, until this planet enters death, such a long time and a long, unwavering future, no matter who it is, will feel tired." Rama shook his head. , Sighed.

"The knight of the gun...no, I should call you Lancelot now. Recovery and salvation in the last days are my essence. Even if I long for a peaceful sleep, I will never neglect in the battle. The priority is to kill the devil. The conditions-this is the hero named "Rama Chandra". "

"Oh?" The female knight was a little surprised.

"It's different from you when I was fighting side by side before. You actually put your real name on your lips."

"Nothing."

Rama smiled rare.

"According to the ancestor, there are already five demon kings in this world, and there will be heroes who will know my origins after the battle. Sooner or later, nothing will happen."

During the chats between the two steels, the island where Rama was located experienced a slight vibration.

Some birds flew away from the island in horror, and the marine creatures on the sand pond also had a foreboding danger and crawled into the sea one after another.

Rama's smile instantly wilted, and he looked at the scene in front of him sadly.

"We should leave now, Wang."

"Yes……"

The brave man picked up the "salvation sword" placed next to him and stood up.

"Even if I have no intention of fighting, but for this land, I have to regain my spirit."

He looked at the female knight and said.

"Since you admire the Demon King so much, we will go and meet him. Hanuman should catch up soon, let's leave first."

"Yes, king."

A smile bloomed on Lancelot's beautiful cheeks, that was the longing for the battle of steel.

Without a ship, without wings, the last king who can't fly will naturally not be trapped on a desert island. He has many ways to protect himself when he breaks through difficult situations. With these skills, it is not difficult to travel from the sky.

"——Everyone floating around the world, please lend me your strength."

He chanted the spirit of words, praying for the protection of the elves. At the same time, do not forget to draw the sacred seal in mid-air with the index finger and **** of the right hand. As a result, the elves living in the grass and trees of this island lent their power. Farther away, in the ocean, there are also huge forces coming.

Rama flew from the ground, left the island, and floated towards the country on the opposite side of the ocean.

Lancelot also turned into a mist shining with thunder and lightning, following her comrades-in-arms and king, to fulfill the first responsibility after the last king came to the world.

Godslayer. Rope!

Chapter 263 The Strongest Brave and the Strongest Demon King

The southernmost tip of Japan is Kagoshima City in Kagoshima. This is the fourth most populous city in Kyushu. Apart from Fukuoka, Kitakyushu and Kumamoto, it has the most people.

It is about 600,000 or so.

Although the "popularity" here is a joke to Rope, who was born in China, but considering the total population of Japan, the fact that there are so many people in a city is enough to explain the degree of prosperity. If it weren't for the geographical location to be too south, I'm afraid that the popularity would have to be upgraded to another level.

However, today's Kagoshima City has some exceptions.

It was Lunar Sunday (Monday), but there were not many pedestrians on the street. Occasionally, both of them were in a hurry and looked flustered. Most people stayed in their own homes or left the city, and the noisy downtown area was rarely quiet.

I don’t know if it was Saya Kina or Seiqiuin Ena. He notified Kagoshima of the arrival of the king and Athena. During the night in charge, the city broadcasted a "natural disaster" attack, and the residents were asked to be prepared.

That's why it is rare for Rope to enjoy a sense of cleanliness in the busy city.

"Do you want to take pictures?"

Rope stood in front of an old tourist attraction, dressed in casual clothes, smiled at Athena, who was wearing a white expensive dress, and shook the camera in his hand.

The goddess did not appreciate, but carefully looked around.

"My concubine suggests that you should be more serious. I feel that the man is approaching here. Maybe he has already arrived."

"I can see this without telling you..."

Luo Pei glanced at the big trees and flowers next to him, and the withered yellow color had already taken away their vitality.

"There is no need to worry so much? Although the brave came with a complete posture, I didn't have any idle time. Before I came here, I had buried the "backhand" in order to... "