"died… ?"
Joan's expression stagnated slightly.
"Fangli? Who is that?"
Mordred made such an inquiry as if he was not in the situation.
However, neither Joan of Arc nor Semiramis paid attention to Mordred.
"Snapped!"
Semiramis just snapped his fingers.
In the next second, a projection screen was displayed in mid-air.
What appeared on the screen was an extremely large hall in the temple.
However, in this hall, the visibility is quite low.
The purple-black mist is completely covering the space in the hall.
The concentration of the fog has already covered the entire space, as if it turned into a swamp, making people feel sick and sticky.
With such a scene unfolding, Semiramis uttered toward Joan with a cheerful voice.
"As you can see, the place has been occupied by a poison that is so strong that even I am afraid of it. In such a poison, let alone a human being, even the followers will be melted and there will be no bones left. There is no more movement. In that case, except that the man is dead, I can't think of the second possibility anymore."
Semiramis' words made Joan understand one thing.
Fangli had been in that poisonous space until just now, until the space on that side lost all movement.
"That space has been isolated by me. After all, the toxicity is so strong that even the space itself seems to be contaminated. If you continue to let it go, I am afraid that sooner or later the entire sky garden will be poisoned to death."
Semiramis had a coquettish smile, as if he was going to enjoy Joan's reaction, and talked freely.
"However, in the face of Basium's poison, that man can fight to such an extent, it is already quite remarkable. This record is even greater than most of the heroic spirits. It is worthy of praise. Don't you think so?"
Semiramis's voice was full of mockery.
Obviously, Semiramis is just sarcasm, let alone praise. The evaluation of the opponent's record in his mind is probably only a level of cognition of "self-reliance", right
Therefore, what Semiramis is saying now is only to stimulate |
Stabbing|Exciting this noble saint.
"You seem to have a very good relationship with him."
Semiramis said this kindly.
"How is it? Do you need me to help you find out if there is any flesh left in it?"
Such words turned into sharp blades and pointed directly at the heart of Joan of Arc.
"You guy..."
Mordred's voice became low.
That's because of the fire.
Of course, Mordred was not close to Fang Li, or even didn't know Fang Li at all, so naturally he was not angry because of Fang Li's affairs.
However, this rebellious knight, who had a very low boiling point, was angered by Semiramis' tone of irony, ridicule, and contempt.
And even Mordred is like this, it is conceivable how much stimulation Joan will suffer.
However, at this moment, Joan was unexpectedly calm.
"If it's useless, just stop here, Empress of Assyria."
Joan raised his eyes and looked at Semiramis, with the holy flag in his hand like the wind, suddenly turning in his hand, and leaning toward the ground.
"Chang!"
In the crisp sound, the holy flag hit the ground hard.
"call!"
On the flagpole, a flag unfolded in the wind and flew above Joan of Arc.
Standing under the holy banner, Jean's temperament changed abruptly.
Become both sacred and awe-inspiring.
In this situation, Jeanne spoke.
"Although it's incredible, my body is telling me that if it were that man, it wouldn't kill him at this level."
In this way, Joan declared to Semiramis upright.
"So, put away your bad taste, it's useless to me."
This is definitely not brave.
The strong will surging in the eyes of the saint told everyone present that she was so convinced.
Even if it is baseless.
Even if there is no reason.
That is the same.
"..."
Semiramis's smile disappeared.
The happy expression was instantly replaced by unhappy.
"It's boring."
The Assyrian empress no longer concealed her own heart, and directly told her emotions.
"Unexpectedly, let a boring person like you enter between my kings. If you can please me a little bit, that's another matter. Now, I only feel ashamed."
Semiramis turned his gaze to Mordred.
"And you, Red Saber, you are a servant on our side. Now you are working with the black camp. Are you planning to betray us?"
Hearing these words, Mordred laughed.
He smiled extremely wildly.
"I said, put away your set." Mordred said with a snort: "Do you think we don't know the good things you have done to the master of the red camp? Now there is still a face to say that I am The person on your side? Isn't it too thick-skinned?"
Semiramiston narrowed his eyes.
"Indeed, I kicked all the masters sent by the Magic Association into the dream, and my master also included all the followers of the red side under his command, but what about it?" Semiramis will He cast his eyes on Mordred and smiled: "Anyway, for us, the master is just a puppet who summons us and provides us with magic power. We respond to the master's call, not for others. To be a cow and a horse, but also to have his own wishes to be realized."
"You are the same, right? Rebellious knight." Semiramis directly said Mordred's identity, saying: "Now, the Great Holy Grail is on our side. As long as you come over, your The wish can be realized together, so how about throwing aside those insignificant masters?"
As soon as Semiramis' words fell, Mordred dropped the king's sword on his shoulders.
Neither Joan nor Semiramis could see the face covered in the helmet.
Therefore, no one knows what Mordred's expression is now.
But Mordred's voice was heard by everyone.
"... You really are an unpleasant poisonous woman."
Mordred said so.
"If you still don't understand, let me tell you."
Having said this, Mordred pointed the king's sword at Semiramis.
"It has nothing to do with the master or the faction, I just see you upset."
"Even if it's dead, I definitely don't want to realize my wish with you, the poisonous woman."
Such words were passed into Semiramis' ears in a way that could be called unobstructed.
Let Semiramis close his eyes.
On his face, anger finally appeared.
"Yes?"
Semiramis's merciless declaration.
"Then you go to die."
Between the kings, the deadly poisonous gas began to diffuse.