Transcendent of Type-Moon Gensokyo

Lightly whispering, the light returned to the earth, and Garner smiled like a newly born baby, staring at the sun with a pure smile, and gradually disappearing on this land.

The son of the sun god, the great hero Garna, fell under the red lotus karma fire!

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The red lotus karmic fire was extinguished, and Joan's whole body was looming. After using the final treasure, in theory, Joan's whole body should disappear and return to the Hall of Valor.

But the enchantment condensed by the power of ‘magic’, with miraculous power, transcended mortals and reached the root of the law, forcibly leaving Joan in this world.

Except for being slightly exhausted and panting, Joan looked much better than Nero.

"Beautifully made! Joan of Arc!"

Liang Yiluo clutched his chest and staggered from a distance. The blood dripped down the white shirt to the ground, soaking the road in red.

"Luo Jun?!"

Joan saw the weak appearance of Liang Yi Luo, panicked slightly, ran to him quickly, supported him, and let Liang Yi Luo's strength rest on her.

"Hmph! If it weren't for my sacrifice, did Qing think it would end so simply?"

As if unconvinced, Nero next to him turned his head and said angrily.

"Ahaha! I really want to thank you, Your Majesty, but, your body is okay, Your Majesty?"

Looking at Nero with a smile, Liang Yiluo's face was a little pale. It was the result of excessive blood loss. Although the wound had stopped, there was a lot of blood flowing out before. This is not something that can be overcome by will, but an instinctive reaction from the body.

"Qing should pay attention to himself, how can I care about this trivial injury?"

Nero's chest was penetrated by Garna before. The scars there had stopped the blood. The body of the heroes was indeed different from that of human beings. This kind of injury could not bring down the Lord of Rome.

With Nero's breathing, the round and crisp chest rose and fell, and the arrogant Roman emperor did not dare to profanity.

"Where is Qing's gaze?"

Noting the look in Liang Yiluo's eyes, the Roman tyrant suddenly turned ruddy, and shouted angrily. She still remembered what happened not long ago, but the previous battle made her forget it for a short time. Liang Yiluo's sight Recalling her memories again, the angry tyrant wanted to pick up the sword in his hand and smash him into pieces, but the remaining prestige of Ling Shu was still there, and the Lord of Rome could only think about this kind of thing.

"You see me like this, where else can I see?"

He didn't care much about his weakness and two rituals, and even this long-lost emptiness made him have a kind of nostalgic enjoyment.

At this moment, on the other side of the broken earth, the modern Marshal of the Demon Road smashed the obstacles in front of him, and was coming here step by step.

Like Liang Yiluo, Loreliya was also injured by the collision of the previous treasures, but compared to Liang Yiluo, this marshal of the magic road is still a little better. The broken vest and the vertical and horizontal scars on his body look terrifying. , But there is no such kind of injury that penetrates the internal organs of Liang Yiluo.

"Bathmero, I didn't expect you to be here. I thought you had already run away."

Liang Yiluo laughed loudly, but Nero reluctantly raised the sword in his hand, and said unhappily, "Do you need me to kill her?"

"If she is hostile, kill it. If she is not hostile, save her life."

Faintly gave Bather Melo in front of him the decision of fate, even in the current situation of Liang Yiluo, he can still easily control the life of the incredible Lorelia.

"Bathmero's pride does not allow me to run away with my tail clipped. This time you have won again, Lord Magic! What are you going to do with me?"

Loreliya's face was a little bit dirty with dust, and her long brown hair was a little messy, but this woman was still proud, and even after losing, she would take the initiative to ask the enemy to deal with it.

"There is one thing wrong with you. It's not that I won again, but that I will always win."

Liang Yiluo chuckled and shook his head, then slowly said: "As for how to deal with you... Give you two choices, come over and let me kill, or turn around and leave here!"

Looking at Bather Melo with your head high, the corners of Liang Yiluo's mouth are cheerful. Are you arrogant and immature like a child coming over? Still just turned around and left here like a mature adult.

Loreliya stood on the spot and groaned for a few seconds, then resolutely turned around, leaving her behind to Liang Yiluo, straightened her back, and left like a victor. That look, the magnanimity that can be taken down, finally has the appearance of the title of Marshal Demon Road.

"Lorella!"

For the first time, Liang Yiluo called out her real name instead of the name after inheriting the position of Patriarch.

Bathmelo Lorelia stopped, his ears moved, and listened quietly to Liang Yiluo's speech.

"Congratulations on your growth! Your arrogance has become pure pride!"

After squeezing her fist, Loreliya whispered: "Thank you!"

As it was before, the one who was defeated by Alte Luci and walked lonely by Liang Yiluo, thanked him softly.

It wasn't until Loreliya walked far that Liang Yiluo's legs weakened. If it weren't for Joan of Arc's support, the whole person would be lying on the ground.

"The body that can't heal itself is really troublesome."

Muttering dissatisfaction, he, who had become accustomed to the immortal body, suddenly became injured and unable to heal quickly. He was very unaccustomed.

"Luo Jun, your injury does not matter, right?"

Jeanne, who was supporting him, asked with concern, and at the same time slowly bowed, as if to squat in front of him.

Liangyi fell in a daze, and said strangely, "What are you going to do, Jeanne?"

"Of course I will carry you back!"

Joan's face was so serious that Liang Yiluo couldn't feel a hint of joking.

Smiled embarrassingly, Liang Yiluo shook his head and said: "Forget this, I'm fine, don't believe me!"

Liang Yiluo quickly continued to apply magic to his wounds, and at the same time, using the method of life overdraft, let himself get rid of the weakness of his body like a stimulant.

Gently pushed away Joan's hand holding him, tilted his head, looked at the saint with a smile, and said: "Actually, Joan, you may need me to go back with you on your back."

While she was not paying attention, the big hand filled with magic power slapped on Joan's shoulder. The saint girl in front of her became soft and was about to fall to the ground, while Liang Yi Luo quickly supported her with her hands, just like before. She does the same thing.

Looking at Liang Yi Luo with some shame, Jeanne whispered: "What are you doing, Luo Jun!"

"Sure enough! With the treasure of Saint Red Lotus, even if it was forcibly left behind by the curse of mine, the power of Joan of Arc, which belongs to the heroic spirit, has been consumed. You still want to carry me back, don't you? Know that I am very heavy."

The way that Joan of Arc descended was originally a kind of resurrection. The last attack made her the power of the heroic spirit has been exhausted. Before regaining her power, the current Joan was no different from an ordinary girl, and she was filled with magic by Liangyi. When the palm is slapped, the original shape is revealed. The weak girl can't bear the magic of the magician!

"Even so, I can do it!"

With her little head lowered, Jeanne muttered softly and strongly, her twisted look looked very cute.

"Haha!! It's so cute, my holy girl! But let me do this kind of thing!"

Amidst Joan's exclamation, Liang Yiluo knelt down and carried Joan on her back. A momentary loss of balance caused Joan to subconsciously embrace Liang Yi Luo's neck.

Because of the loss of magic power, Joan's armor was gone. She was wearing only a thin dress, her soft chest pressing against Liang Yiluo's back, the elasticity of which made Liang Yiluo's nerves tremble.

Joan also found out that something was wrong and wanted to shrink back, but Liang Yiluo grabbed her big hand without giving her the way to shrink back. Because of her shyness, the girl had to bury her head on his shoulders and her legs. In order to maintain balance, she wrapped Liang Yiluo's waist.