Griffith heard the curse inexplicably. At the same time, he saw a beam of fire falling from the sky.
"Diaz, go and get his emblem for me," Naila ordered. "The prince and the others will arrive soon. Let's fight quickly."
The former Odessa witcher, Diaz, was already standing in front of Griffith. Not to mention his current disease-ridden state, in a normal one-on-one situation, the time it would take for an extraordinary demon hunter to kill him would take seconds.
At this almost desperate moment, Griffith suddenly felt a throbbing. He raised his head and looked behind the extraordinary demon hunter, and the expression that was solemn due to pain and tension under his mask actually relaxed.
"Just now, all of them were hiding like hibernating bears. Now they show up when they see the profit?" Griffith hummed in a hoarse voice, "You are doing a good plan, you all want it." Wait for others to weaken and pick up the ready-made ones, cough cough cough! However, there are so many cheap things in the world!
"Minos!"
Griffith ordered to the bone ring. The blood puppet attached to his body immediately deformed, stretched out six octopus-like tentacles, and dragged him towards Diaz in a funny and decisive manner.
"Huh? Have you given up on yourself? Or do you want to die together? The Hand of God said that he is a pseudo-death knight, but it does not deny his danger. I have to be careful..."
The extraordinary demon hunter was not careless. In a sudden thought, he took off the flame-wrapped whip from his waist and whipped it. Griffith's breastplate was shattered on the spot, a bloody wound opened on his chest, and he flew out like a top.
"Idiot, kill him! Immediately, immediately!" Naila saw her demon hunter hesitate and shouted sternly.
"Hahaha, hahahaha, cough cough cough!"
With almost crazy laughter, Griffith was knocked into a garbage pile with a clang. Before the clanging, ping-ping, ping-pong-ping sound subsided, Naila and Diaz heard a burst of wanton, crazy, and heart-rending shouts——
"You've been fooled, witcher!
"Here, use your spirituality to look here, this is my escape route!"
Diaz leaned down, charging up like a bow and arrow, preparing to strike, and then the knight was left with no fighting power. Suddenly, his spirituality was touched, and his whole body suffocated, trembling like a frog being watched by a natural enemy.
Who, who's there? !
Just where the pseudo-death knight fell, the sound of the heels of boots hitting the ground came from the deep dark alley. It was bright and sexy, making people subconsciously associate the owner of the boots with the mature and beautiful woman. Young woman connects.
Soon, the dark alley was illuminated by a bright fire. If you look closely, you will see that it is a swaying bundle of flaming red hair, walking towards this side in the suppressed and noisy arc of electricity.
…
"Theramis, I recruit you to fight for me in the name of the future king," Prince Commodus regrouped and said to the assassin lady who was sitting in the corner. "I will pursue you now. You can use your abilities to monitor the battlefield and assist. I."
"Yes, Your Highness." Theramis lowered his head and agreed. When she raised her head, the prince had turned into a golden light and swept towards the north.
Eh~ What else can I do now? Without the support of a fixed magic circle, my spirituality cannot operate the "accidental carnival". At most, I can only see what is happening there.
Due to the shift of the battlefield, nearby followers and monitors have cautiously moved this way. With no worries about his life, Theramis activated the crystal ball, observed the situation ahead, and muttered to himself as if to relieve his boredom:
"The Death Knight's backup should be here too, let me see what it is - ah what!"
…
"Zheng!"
Golden light and silver arcs rolled and lingered around Erza, then turned into a bolt of lightning and swayed past Diaz's spear, kicking him in the jaw before he could react.
Diaz only saw the flickering light and flying red hair, heard a loud smashing sound from his chin, and flew into the sky. His keen senses only had time to detect the flash of hot breath behind him.
Erza waved her hand and chopped off his wrist that was holding the long whip in an attempt to counterattack. Before the extraordinary demon hunter could adjust his posture to counterattack, she swept Diaz's left abdomen with her leg.
Diaz roared and rolled in the air at a faster speed than Griffith.
With the help of the combo attack, Erza clamped and locked Diaz's waist with her two straight long legs, reached out to grab the back of his neck and rolled rapidly in the air.
The sky is spinning, the stars are moving. Before Diaz could figure out the direction, he saw the earth approaching him rapidly. The moment she threw him away, Erza twisted her surprisingly elastic waist, flipped over in the roar of the wind and rain, and swept her legs from top to bottom towards the demon hunter who had just escaped.
"boom!"
The beacon smoke has cleared away, and Luoshui is dust-free.
At the same time, Griffith struggled to stand up, and the wounds all over his body were spewing blood like a fountain. He pointed his middle finger in the direction of Naira: "One after another, okay, cough, cough, cough, it's just a bunch of people, cough, who doesn't have a girlfriend yet!"
He held a mithril pendant tightly in his hand, which was blooming bright and clear like a morning star. An invisible light was penetrating the deep darkness, connecting him to a distant place.
Naila's eyes flashed with surprise. It suddenly saw a tall and lithe figure gradually outline beside the knight who had been seriously injured and fell to the ground.
Around this figure, there is a dense magic network that rotates like a star gate.
She hasn't arrived here yet, but a natural breath like the red leaves of the autumn forest is already refreshing.
She walked out of the star gate with a long bow on her back and swaying waterfall-like long hair. The dark and messy alley turned into a fragrant garden at this moment, full of vitality, and you could vaguely hear every petal and every sound. Every leaf rustled in the breeze, cheering her name.
"Galadia!"
She held the golden long bow that resembled the fluttering wings of a phoenix, and the flowing light scattered with her elegant steps like the feathers of the phoenix. This powerful weapon was once used by her to rescue Griffith in the Whispering Forest, and now it has once again spread its powerful aura.
As soon as Galadia came to Griffith, she opened her arms and put her arms around his neck in front of Naira, lifted a little of his visor, raised her head and kissed him deeply.
Griffith was wrapped in the rose-like fragrance and indulged in the beautiful scent of the flower field. The tension and fatigue were washed away, and the illness and pain that entangled him were expelled.
Theramis, who was watching the battle from a distance, couldn't believe his eyes at all:
"Seven Gods, isn't this the Death Knight? Is his true identity the protagonist of the era -? I, I can't accept it!"
