Chapter 153
Arrows emitting light green rays of light ravaged the space like a torrential rain. Standing in the torrential rain was a girl holding a holy flag with a holy face.
"Hey! Fight back!" Atalanta gnashing teeth stared at Jeanne d'Arc who was in a pile of pits, "I said it! Since we didn't deny our consciousness, get out!"
Jeanne d'Arc's eyes were a little erratic, "I... my consciousness has never been shaken, but I am more skilled in defense than fighting, so... I can only stand in front of you. ."
"You...haven't told a lie," Cyd, who was standing not far away, rubbed his forehead.
I said that my consciousness has not been shaken, which is obviously very shaken, just because the situation forced me to add a few words from Cyd, and I stood here with a fever, and now I am a little sober, and I am starting to shake again. .
Simple, Jeanne d'Arc felt that Atalanta's wish was not wrong, it was not the resurrection of the dead, but the return of the living.
If you deny her, then you will also deny her own beliefs, so... In short, let's delay.
Jeanne d'Arc, holding the flag and driving the invincible defense, looked at Atalanta eagerly, hoping that she would lie down because of the consumption of magical power.
Of course this is impossible, after all Atalanta's masterMedusa has been alive from the Age of Gods in Greece to the present. To some extent, her magical power support is stronger than that of Jeanne d'Arc , it's a pity that her upper limit is there, and Jeanne d'Arc is so determined that when the tortoise is stuck in front of her, she really can't do anything about it.
"This guy!"
Atalanta wanted to curse now, and the dark lines began to spread along her fingertips.
"en?" Cyd raised his brows. Atalanta's aura was a little off. Even when he was chasing him before, there was no resentment.
"Hey! Ata wait a moment! Something's wrong with you!"
"Don't worry, I'll kill this woman soon," Atalanta let go of the bow and took out A piece of wild beast skin, the black lines have spread to her face at this moment "So...you can come back to me..."
wait a moment! What is this sick feeling!
"Ata, don't do this! Don't use that Noble Phantasm!" Cyd instinctively felt a little bad.
"Why?" Atalanta looked towards Cyd with a puzzled face, "I can't kill that woman without this Noble Phantasm..."
The naked killing intent made Jeanne d'Arc shrank his neck.
"Or you don't want to come back, you want to..." Atalanta covered his forehead and took a few steps back, "leave me..."
Something wrong! It's really not right!
Atalanta is impossible to say such a confession even if she is dissatisfied with him, she absolutely impossible to admit her weakness, and no matter how you look at it, it is a sign of extreme resentment and explosion.
Cyd's expression was a little dignified, and his memory began to look back, looking for possible interference with Atalanta, and finally he settled on the illusion that Jack didn't want to do with his life. Is there something like a curse?
He who has blessings can't feel the curse of this thing at all, so in his opinion it's just an illusion.
Cyd looked towards Jeanne d'Arc, why is this village girl okay!
At the moment Jeanne d'Arc is looking at Atalanta not knowing what to do, always feeling that the hostility from her has shifted to Cyd.
"You still look at other women! She's still a dumb village girl!"
"I...I don't!"
"Stay...stay in the village Aunt!" Jeanne d'Arc pointed to herself in disbelief, "Is this talking about me? It is talking about me!"
"Kill you!" Atalanta growled at the The animal skin was slapped on him.
She didn't know who she was going to kill, her brain was extremely confused, but there was only one voice left.
[Freely vent your dissatisfaction! ]
"Agrius Metamorphosis!"
An unknown black light overflows from the hide, which should be dead but spreads on Atalanta as if it has life, a convenient hunter Clothing disappears, black purple trim wraps her body, a boar head trim emerges on her shoulders, emerald hair is covered in white.
"I always feel...a bit slutty," Cyd wiped his nose. Although Atalanta's clothes were quite interesting before, this Noble Phantasm always felt like it was giving him welfare. , "Don't let it go to others in the future!"
"The key point is here!" Jeanne d'Arc complained helplessly, "Her attack is coming soon!"
Atalanta is now on all fours like a wild beast, tiny cracks spreading under her feet.
"Anyway, her goal is you, so let's carry it before she relieves her anger," Cyd spread his hands. Say, but her goal..." Jeanne d'Arc was interrupted by a sonic boom before she could finish her sentence.
“Cyd!”
Atalanta roared and charged towards Cyd like a cannonball, no matter how the fingertips flashed cold light, it was no joke.
"Boom----"
I never thought that Atalanta would attack his Cyd for a while and was thrown into the wall by Atalanta.
"Liar!"
Cyd, who was trapped in the wall, wailed.
"Why!" Atalanta roared and slammed Cyd in the head.
"I wonder why!" Cyd raised his hand to cover his head, but he underestimated Atalanta's rising attribute with Noble Phantasm.
"Boom----"
Cyd was thrown into the ground under the force of a strange force.
"Why leave!" Atalanta didn't give Cyd a chance to get up and rode on Cyd's stomach, raised his fist, moved towards his face and smashed it down.
"Are you angry! Anyway, I'm sorry! It's my fault!" Cyd, whose thoughts were completely disturbed by Atalanta, could only raise his hand to cover his face.
"Why did you run away at that time! Am I such a vulnerable person in your eyes! Why don't you accept my..." Atalanta slammed her cup one fist in the other hand down heavily , "Love!"
"Boom----"
A huge pothole appeared under Cyd.
"Want to... stop it?" Jeanne d'Arc, clutching the flag not knowing what to do, watched Atalanta unilaterally beat Cyd.
If it was usual, she would have stepped forward to stop it, but the relationship between the two of them was there, in mythology, they were married, and the one that came out of Atalanta's mouth. No matter how you look at the two sentences, it seems that the wife is blaming her husband for abandoning the family.
"I love you so much!"
"I really regret it, why did I go back to my hometown at that time, I want to be with you even more!"
"I don't want anything..."
"I just want..."
Atalanta's fist began to weaken and finally pressed against Cyd's chest, He lowered his head, his voice extremely hoarse.