Chapter 135:
At the moment of dusk and dawn, the passages of the world will disappear in a flash, and they will generate new nodes because of the resonance between the worlds. When dusk and dawn disappear, the nodes will also disappear. And when the next dusk or dawn appears, new nodes will appear elsewhere in the world, and each time the nodes appear randomly, it is impossible to capture them at all.
Roman also wanted to capture the nodes through the line of time, but he didn't know anything about the nodes, and he couldn't find where the so-called "nodes" were. He could only rely on Mr. Big Light Ball's instructions to capture them.
[No need to be sorry, we haven't reached the point of despair yet, maybe after we travel to that world, we can find a way to save me. 】
[It seems that this is the only way. 】
Five kilometers away, if you try your best to get there... the fallen angels will come too.
"Little Zi, Lancelot, let's go."
"Are you going to save someone?"
"No..." Roman's heart was very uncomfortable. He was ready to save Mr. Daguangqiu, but the situation got worse every time.
"It's too late."
"No, it's still too late."
Lancelot's figure appeared in front of Roman's eyes, looking at him with clear eyes.
"I have worked hard to this point, there is no reason to give up like this, right?"
"Lancelot, are you going to..."
"I will block the fallen angel."
Lancelot looked into the distance, and in that direction, the powerhouse of the fallen angels came here at an extremely fast speed.
"Although I regret not being able to travel to the next world with Roman you, if you destroy Roman's efforts because of your own selfish desires, this is obviously against the way of knighthood. Please don't worry about me, although I only come in the form of an avatar, However, it is not an easy thing to defeat me.",
Are you ready to fail?
Lancelot's words did not feel discouraged, but it also revealed that he could not defeat the enemy.
In the end, what came here is only a part of power and will, which is far from Lancelot's true power. He wants to defeat the powerhouse who has served Mr. Daguangqiu since the Age of God, and then degenerated into a fallen angel. For the wonderful and too whimsical.
"Don't worry about me, even if I get knocked down, I'm just going back to my original world. If we have fate, we will have a chance to meet again in the future."
"No." Roman rejected Lancelot, "Although it's just an incarnation, I still can't do things like giving up on you. Lancelot, we are no longer the relationship between the guardian and the protected, and neither do you. You cannot face me as a 'guardian knight', you are a very important friend and family member to me."
"Let's go!"
Lancelot's tone suddenly became cold, no longer the gentle attitude of the past, but became tough and indifferent.
"Don't act like a son or daughter. When you need to make a decision, don't hesitate. A king should have the decisiveness of a king, and a monarch should have a strong monarch. It is difficult for an indecisive person to achieve great things."
The cold eyes stared at Roman, and slowly began to melt, and Lancelot finally became gentle.
"Go, don't wait any longer, I should also do something for you."
Lancelot's transformation was so fast that Roman couldn't react for a while. Her toughness and tenderness penetrated into his heart almost at the same time.
She also let Roman know that she did not plan to leave with him. This is the protection of the knight to the monarch and the love of the family.
"I see. But at least let me see who the **** who came to the door is."
The fog of fate was lifted, and time became less mysterious in Roman's eyes - as it should have been. For the enemy in front of him, Roman should be able to see clearly what is about to happen, but at this moment, Roman found that his eyes could only see the pitch black and could not see anything clearly.
--How is this going? Did Azazel cover up his destiny like Mr. Big Light Ball?
No, not so, this situation is completely different. When he used these eyes to look at Mr. Daguangqiu, Mr. Daguangqiu's power blocked these eyes, but he couldn't protect the angels around him, which means that the power to cover fate can only work. in itself. However, it was different now, not only the fallen angel who came, but also Lancelot, and everything else, Roman could not see anything.
- Someone is interfering with me.
Roman quickly came to this conclusion. This is an unreasonable result, without any basis, but Roman still believes this result. A being who has the ability to interfere with fate, he prevents Roman from observing fate.
"Lancelot, things are not so simple. There is more than one person, and there may be a very powerful existence."
"Leave quickly."
Lancelot pushed at Roman, and Roman no longer hesitated. He took Xiao Zi's hand, and the two flew in the direction of the node.
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When Roman and Xiao Zi left, a vigorous fighting spirit emerged from Lancelot, and the powerful momentum broke through the sky and reached the sky.
The strong man who moved here from a distance suddenly stopped, and then rushed over at a faster speed.
"Speaking of which, since I was summoned, I haven't fought an unusually incisive battle. I actually have a feeling of nostalgia. It seems that the comfortable time is too long."
Looking back on my life in the past three months, I spent almost all of it in a peaceful atmosphere. Although there are angels and demons around, they are unexpectedly peaceful. Even if the races should be mortal enemies, they can live together quietly.
Although three months is not a long time, many things can happen in three months, and in the same way, nothing can happen in three months.
This is a never-before-seen experience. Whether it was fighting on the battlefield as a knight in his lifetime, or fighting for his own desires after being upgraded to a god, the feeling of giving up all power and spending time like an ordinary person is indeed a very new one. experience.
But unfortunately, this kind of calm lurking under the waves is not suitable for Lancelot. Only the queen of the grassland and the knight on the battlefield are the real Lancelot.
"Are you here? Fallen Angel!"
In the field of vision, a figure flying in the sky appeared, it was a fallen angel with jet-black wings.
It was a young man surrounded by rich black, his face looked very ferocious, and at a glance he knew that he was an enemy or a friend. There are five pairs of ten wings on the back. If the number of wings represents the strength of strength, this fallen angel must be a very powerful existence among angels. However, Lancelot remembered Michael he saw at noon, and overturned his plan to judge the strength by the number of wings.
"I thought I would see Cao Cao here, but I didn't expect it to be a woman. What a disappointment. What? That kid abandoned you and ran away alone?"
As soon as he appeared, the fallen angel said something provocative, which was really hard to hear.
But Lancelot wasn't angry, or it was possible that she felt angry but didn't show it. When facing the enemy, because anger is irrational, this is a very stupid thing.
PS: I work so hard, don't give me a little blade?
Chapter 234 Chapter 72 The White Knight and the Fallen Angel
"Azazel?"
"Huh? Do you know that the only fallen angel is Asazel? It's a pity, I'm not Azazel, remember my name, my name is Kirkball."
Lancelot frowned slightly as he looked at Kirkball floating in the sky.
"It's not Azazel... Wait, maybe there's still--"
Lancelot wanted to turn around because she remembered what Roman said before leaving—more than one person came. At first, she thought it was the fallen angel Azazel who brought his subordinates, but because Azazel's strength was too strong, it covered the breath of his subordinates, but now it seems that is not the case .
"It was you who radiated this power to attract my attention, so that I could stay and block you, and Lord Roman's departure just fell into the trap of Azazel, who was waiting ahead."
The Fallen Angel had a very detailed understanding of Roman's side's strength from the very beginning, and knew that Roman was protected by a strong side, so Azazel and Kirkball split into two groups, one of them held Lancelot, and the other. One went directly to Roman.
"Yes, it seems that you still have some brains. But is such a ridiculous plan really necessary? It's just a necromancer, as long as I and Azazel work together, it can be easily solved, precisely because of Aza Sheer's cautious attitude made the Fallen Angel fall to this point."
"No matter how weak the enemy seems to be, you should do your best. This is the secret to winning every battle. So Asachel is the governor of the fallen angels, and you are not."
"You are courting death!"
Lancelot's words seemed to have stabbed Kirkball, and his already ugly face twisted in an instant.
In the sky, countless spears of light appeared out of thin air, and the spears were like pure white torrential rain, shooting at Lancelot who was standing on the ground.
"Come on, my beloved horse!"
The white horse appeared under Lancelot, and when the rain of the spear of light fell, the white horse had left the bottom with Lancelot.
The whistling of the wind rang out in his ears, and then he heard the roar behind him. It was Kirkball's rain of light guns bombarding the ground.
"I wanted to buy time for Lord Roman, but I didn't expect that I would fall into the enemy's trick. It seems that my leisurely life has made my spear dull."
Speaking, the reverse spine-shaped spear appeared in his hand, and the blue figure was covered with a layer of white full-body armor.
Lancelot pointed his spear at Kirkball ahead.
"However, I have great confidence in my monarch. He is destined to become the king of mankind, and fallen angels will not stand in his way."
"How dare you say it. However, Necromancer, you have no chance to see your monarch die tragically!"
Before the words were finished, the white comet responded, and Lancelot, armed with a spear, mounted an assault on Kirkball on a horse.
This raid did not get the result Lancelot wanted. The two people who had been focusing on each other all the time, this kind of face-to-face "sneak attack" with no skill at all could not work. Even so, Lancelot, who passed by, still left traces on Kirkball, and several feathers were scattered from the wings behind him.
"You bastard—"
A wave of air rolled up from Kirkball, and the powerful magic burst suddenly, producing a harsh detonation.
Lancelot, who had been far away from Kirkball, avoided the violent impact, but was still affected by the aftermath, and the white horse's body trembled suddenly, and it returned to stability after shaking for a few times. Then Lancelot's foot kicked White Horse's stomach, and White Horse led Lancelot to the side, just dodging the gun of light pursued by Kirkball.
"Is it only this level, undead? I have seen it clearly, you are not good at aerial combat at all, and yes, human beings, whether they are alive or dead, can only function by standing on the ground. If you don't rely on If there are foreign objects, there is simply no other place to go.”
Kirkball did not choose to continue to pursue, but mercilessly laughed at Lancelot's embarrassment.
"How? Do you need me to go down? Maybe standing on the ground will give you a better chance of winning."
"Thank you for your suggestion, but I don't think you're such a gentleman. Besides, winning under the humility of the enemy is not in the style of the next, and if you think that I will be helpless because of the sky, you will be disappointed. ."
White flashes were shining, tearing apart the red sky. Before Kirkball didn't know it, thick dark clouds had gathered above the sky, and lightning struck Kirkball.
"What a means!"
The lightning struck Kirkball, but from the furious voice, he was unaffected by the lightning.
Afterwards, Lancelot, who had lightning on his body, rode a white horse and attacked Kirkball once again.
The white knight and the black fallen angel were fighting fiercely. They not only wanted to delay each other's time, but even seized any opportunity to give each other a fatal blow.
The rain of arrows of light, the surging magic power, the lightning that ripped the sky, Lancelot and Kirkball almost did everything possible.
The shouts and roars rose and fell, and the clear dusk was swept away by the fierce battle.
Lancelot soared in the sky on a white horse, turned into mist, turned into lightning, and his figure was like a shooting star. He launched a violent attack on Kirkball. For a time, Kirkball had no power to fight back. Magic passive defense.
However, if someone who is good at fighting is watching, it is not difficult to see that Lancelot's defeat is a matter of time.
Although Lancelot had a variety of means, and Kirkball was caught off guard, Lancelot still struggled to inflict serious damage on Kirkball with all his means, giving people a feeling of powerlessness. On the contrary, although Kirkball looked very embarrassed, he was gradually adapting to Lancelot's fierce offensive.
This is an inherent disadvantage. No matter how rich Lancelot's skills and experience are, if the offensive force cannot break Kirkball's defense, everything he does will be in vain. If Lancelot wants to defeat Kirkball, he can only get it from Kirkball's mistakes, but will Kirkball, who has been active on the battlefield since the Age of Gods, give Lancelot this chance?
At the same time, the battle took place in another corner of the city. Compared with the fierce battle between Lancelot and Kirkball, the battle here was more "mild".
It is not correct to use "gentle" to describe the battle, because the purpose of the battle is to give the enemy a fatal blow, but the two people here have no such intention.
The middle-aged man who was also a fallen angel waved the light blade in his hand, but he didn't launch the strongest strike for a while, as if he was afraid of something. And the man who has been attacked by the fallen angel has been trying his best to escape, trying his best not to let himself be attacked by the fallen angel.
Until the end, the middle-aged man of the fallen angel did not hit the enemy in front of him, and the man showed no signs of doing anything from beginning to end.
The two stopped and seemed to have given up their plans to continue fighting.
PS: When I see your blades, I suddenly have the motivation to work full time.
There is one more update in the afternoon (in fact, it has already been written)
Chapter 235 Chapter 73 Fallen Angel Azazel, Demon King Gaetia
"I didn't expect that among human beings, there is such a strong person."
The middle-aged man of the fallen angel raised his head and looked at Lancelot who was fighting with Kirkball in the distance, sighing at the bravery and strength of the knight.
"Her name is Lancelot, you should be familiar with this name."
The man opposite said, in his tone, he seemed to be very familiar with the identity of the White Knight.
The identity of the fallen angel is Azazel who acted with Kirkball. It seems to be very frivolous and frivolous. It is hard to believe that such a bad uncle is actually the governor of the fallen angels, giving people a feeling of unreliability.
Of course, no one will take this appearance seriously. A strong man who can lead the entire group of fallen angels has his own advantages in both strength and ability. A fool who judges people by appearance will only be deceived and suffer great losses. It is often time to die.
Azazel's eyes were withdrawn from a distance, and he could not help feeling a headache when he looked at the man in front of him from the corner of his eyes.
He really didn't expect to see him here.
He was wearing a complicated robe, with a thick red rope running through the robe, fixing the very heavy-looking robe to his body. He kept a faint smile on his face from beginning to end. He didn't feel angry because of Asachel's continuous attacks, and he didn't plan to fight back. He couldn't even see a serious expression on his face. Just smiling, always smiling, like the head on a portrait.
With a relaxed look, people can't see his thoughts.
"Are you going to look at it like this?"
"What do you think I should do?"