Transcendent of Type-Moon Gensokyo

"My lord, I am ready here, I am waiting for your order..."

"Good job, Semiramis!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha... Then, are there any rewards?"

"As the queen of Babylon, you Semiramis, do you still need my reward?"

Liang Yiluo let out a laugh, and put down the hand that was covering his head.

The violent sandstorm covered the entire line of sight, and the battle between the ‘first golem’ and the saint blew all the sand on the beach, exposing the dry surface below.

The gravel hit the body at high speed, and there was bursts of pain. Liang Yi Luo squinted, and among the yellow sand, he caught sight of the two disproportionate figures.

"It's been a long time since I used this..."

Both hands are like flying butterflies, making all kinds of incredible movements, and murmuring spells in his mouth, because of this physical problem, even the release of great magic requires some prerequisites.

"King of Naraku! Follow the contract, follow my orders, split the earth, lick the scorching heat of the abyss; tumbling and cracking, shining and scorching death land—"

The huge magic power began to converge, and even the blowing sand was broken up by the rush of magic power, centered on the two-meter falls, the torrent of magic power was visible to the naked eye, creating an airflow that was even more terrifying than the impact of Joan's weapon!

This is ‘magic’ from another world, which is different from the focus and concept of the Xingyue world. This ‘magic’ is pure violence! At the same time, it is closer to the magic of world legends!

"Jan of Arc! Listen to my orders and attack his chest!!"

"understand!"

Even in the battle, the concentration of magical power of this level cannot be hidden from Joan. She pays 120,000 points of attention, focusing on the current battle wholeheartedly, preparing to be under the order of Liang Yiluo , Make a perfect match!

When Jeanne raised the banner in her hand and held it against the obsidian giant sword of the golem again, Liang Yiluo knew that the opportunity had come.

"——Cracked Earth!!"

The open palm suddenly made a fist, and huge magic power poured into the ground beneath his feet, and Liang Yiluo's feet began to crack. In the continuous vibration, a crack of several meters wide came out like a big earthquake on a broken island!

In the sound of the earth being torn apart, the cracks that were almost connected to another world spread to the feet of the golem. The field of'Eden' was not strong because it was just born, and cracks briefly appeared under the action of the great magic. , The ground under his feet shattered, and the golem’s feet staggered, half kneeling to the ground without a firm stand. At the same time, ground fire magma suddenly appeared in the cracks, like a giant dragon hidden deep in the ground, spouting its own Dragon's breath!

At the same time, the scorching heat and shattering caused the golem’s legs to withstand unusual pressure, and the two knees turned into fireworks like soldering irons amidst the twisting sound!

"It's now!"

Liang Yiluo cried in a deep voice, not only inspiring Joan, but also instructing Semiramis!

"Hypocrites and villains, be silent before my vanity..."

The fascinating empress sits on the elevated throne, and in a moment of thought, the bottom of the courtyard in the sky blooms like the sun! The condensed magic cannon blasted out at the speed of light, and the huge magic turbulence broke the concealment magic of the sky courtyard. In the high sky, the floating city revealed its own corner like a shy little girl.

"A blasphemous thing!"

With a determination to win, Joan set up the sword of the golem with a powerful force, and swung the holy flag in his hand against the opponent's chest regardless of whether he was facing the opponent's chest!

This indomitable posture finally caused a loophole in his perfect defensive circle. As if the original human knew that he was threatened by life, the obsidian sword in his hand slashed fiercely towards Jeanne.

"Tear!"

Even with the protection of armor, it cannot completely prevent the slash of the obsidian sword. At the critical moment, Joan's waist twisted and withstood the attack at the least cost, only a wave appeared on the waist. Not a deep hole.

After the blow of the crown and the light of wisdom, there is no longer a possibility of survival.

The saint’s flag is inserted into the chest of the blasphemous monster. The saint’s feet are like death magma told in the last days of the apocalypse. Above the saint, like a huge beam of light of the god’s judgment, descends from the sky, but the saint’s own small The body, with incredible strength, firmly nailed the monster tens of meters high in place!

The beam of light first attacked the head of the golem, like a popsicle exposed in the scorching sun. The head of the golem began to melt. At the same time, its core, hearth, and feet were all destroyed, which was comparable to the original human being’s “invulnerable” 'Suddenly disappeared, lost the greatest support, the sacred light wrapped his whole body in it, and under this intense friction like the sun, even the fine steel would be reduced to ashes.

boom--

The dark night lit up a strong light, as if a little boy was thrown to Hiroshima again. After the fortress in the sky was released from the bombardment, the hidden magic worked again and disappeared into the sky.

The attack from the air fortress not only hit the golem perfectly, but also hit Joan of Arc. The saint girl was lifted off and fell into the turbulent river. Liang Yiluo, who was not far away, had no choice but to squat down and lower his center of gravity. At the same time, various small protective magics were used to resist the rocks caught in the shock wave.

After a while, it was finally calm.

"Oh, I'm not used to it."

Liang Yiluo stood up, twisted his waist, and moved his neck.

He stretched his hand up and raised his sleeve, and saw a slight redness and swelling on his arm. When he pressed it with his hand, he felt a little pain.

"What a troublesome body."

He curled his lips, although he was dissatisfied, but there was no way. Anyway, this body won't take long, so let's make do with it temporarily.

Looking around, the beach has turned into a huge pit, as if it was bombed by bombers sent by neighboring countries. The river was also under strong shock waves, causing big waves. The surrounding trees either fell or were crushed to powder. The end of the beach was tarred. The road surface has also become gravel.

"Where was Jeanne beaten?"

This French saint, because of her unreasonable counter-magic power, Liang Yiluo used this tactic of the death of the enemy and ourselves. Regardless of whether it was the ground that fell apart or the attack of Semiramis Fortress, Joan of Arc and the golem were actually hit at the same time. But unless it reaches the level of magic, ordinary magic can not cause much damage to Joan.

Liang Yiluo added a dynamic vision magic to herself, and finally saw a figure in the middle of the river.

"I was beaten into the river, where is the wet saint..."

Shrugged, Liang Yiluo didn't feel guilty at all...

Chapter 0263 Do You Want Me To Be Pregnant?

In any case, after all, the first heroic spirit was killed.

The blessing of dragging the separation of the world, this magic from another world finally showed its extraordinary power here.

The saint girl who fell into the river waded forward step by step, and Liang Yiluo walked quickly to the riverside and stretched out her hand to her.

Joan used her hand that was waving the military flag to fight, but still white and smooth, grabbing Liang Yi Luo.

The drop of water slid down from the palm of the palm, and it was warm and cool, and Liang Yiluo pulled with a slight force, pulling Joan up from the river water.

"I'm sorry, Joan, the previous attack even affected you."

"If you can defeat the enemy, even if you sacrifice me, I will not hesitate."

For Liang Yiluo's apology, Joan shook her head instead. The girl who was still praying on the cross was burned by the fire. She had her own understanding of sacrifice.

The cold river water soaked Joan's hair, clusters of hair clinging to his forehead. The armor on his body has disappeared, revealing the close-fitting clothing inside.

The white thighs are confusing under the water droplets, and they are delicate and want people to eat.

but--

"Jan, don't you wear underwear?"