"Zhao Zilong, Changshan, join us!"

Zhao Zilong directly issued a name.

Unfortunately, Mirien doesn't know him.

She had a moment of hesitation.

Who is Zhao Zilong?

But now, it is not the time to be confused.

From the feedback from the sword, Milien knew that in the gap in the armor in front of her, a gun-holding man with a black aura poured out from time to time was very strong.

Terriblely strong.

Her fighting instinct told her that this man's strength was not inferior to him.

The dull hair on Milien's forehead stood straight.

Every nerve in his body warned Milien at the same time.

After a brief confrontation, Milien shook his invisible sword and swung the tip of the opponent's spear.

Zhao Zilong stood in the battlefield, just one shot, standing there, but the pressure he brought to Milien exceeded the thousands of beasts on the battlefield.

It seems that he alone is enough to match thousands of troops.

"I was unwilling to participate in this unreasonable battle," Zhao Zilong said calmly: "But since he came to this strange era as a hero, Zhao should do his best to live up to the name of "heroic spirit"."

Mirien had a calm face. Her wrist trembled, and the beast blood stained on the invisible sword was completely thrown.

"Invisible weapons, interesting." Zhao Zilong smiled. He held a silver spear and skillfully swung the gun flower. He said while swinging: "This gun is eight feet and six, weighs fifty kilograms, and there is no right at the end of the world. It is called...Yajiao Gun."

"So that's it." Mirien learned Yi Lin's catchphrase at some point, and she nodded with a expressionless face.

After reporting the name and weapon data, Mirien took the initiative to disperse the "Wind King barrier" used to conceal the appearance of the sword, revealing the true body of the sword.

It was a golden long sword with exquisite patterns carved on the hilt.

On the blade, the waves flowed, and you could tell at a glance that it was not an ordinary thing.

When Zhao Zilong saw Milien's actions, his eyes flashed.

"Since you have taken the initiative to report your name and weapon, if I hide my head and tail, it will be too rude and will damage the dignity of my ancestors."

The armor trembled, and Mirien acted as a death-death battle, with cold eyes: "My name is Mirien Artoria 10th Pandragorn, and this sword is called the sword in the lake. Legend has it that this sword was given to the ancestors of the lake fairy back then and has been passed down to this day."

“Very good.”

The demeanor Mirien showed was recognized by Zhao Zilong. He smiled and walked towards Mirien step by step, trembling his spear, stabbing the shadow of the gun in the sky, submerging Mirien's figure.

The two fought together.

...

All around Gu Tianqing were corpses with countless holes on his body.

The resentful spirit behind him flashed away.

In fact, what I don't even know is,

Gu Tianqing is also an apostle with two spirits.

His spirit is twins.

As for the origin, there is no need to dig into it.

It was a terrifying past.

Both of them were attached to the spirits, Gu Tianqing named them "Freya".

And they look exactly the same.

After Gu Tianqing's tarot card was "killed" by the black assassinator, he lost the ability of the tarot card.

There is one more soul.

It's also Freya.

His two Freyas.

Different identities.

One is a "thanksman".

The other one is the "executor".

In the Caribbean world, Gu Tianqing's harvest is far more than Yi Lin imagined.

Gu Tianqing consumed a lot of magic power.

He gasped slightly while he was still there.

But in order to keep his hairstyle uneven, he pretended that he was not very tired and stroked his hair gracefully with his hands.

At this time, the sound of steady but unconfused footsteps came from behind.

"Come here?"

Gu Tianqing smiled and turned around, and a blond man wearing noble knight armor walked over with a smile.

"The disgusting smell comes from you."

The blonde man did not talk nonsense and slowly pulled out a long sword with gorgeous decorations from his waist, but dark body.

The patterns on the hilt of the sword are very unique.

Gu Tianqing, who was smiling slightly, had a slightly changed face.

"Holy Sword Durandel...? Who are you?"

A glimmer of surprise flashed in the eyes of the blonde knight who could recognize his weapons at a glance.

He smiled slightly: "I didn't expect that someone in this era could recognize my weapon. Since that's the case, there is no need to hide his identity. Originally, I wanted to fight with the descendants of the Knight King, but since you can recognize Durandall at a glance and killing you, it would not be considered as a humiliation of the name of the "Knight". My name is... Roland. The person who is about to kill you."

"Roland!"

Gu Tianqing laughed in silence.

He naturally knew who Roland was.

In history, Roland was the leader of the twelve knights under the command of Charlemagne.

In various historical books that write about Charlemagne, Roland was given the virtues that knights should have. They were upright, humble, good at fighting, friendly and kind. His knighthood was even older and praised for thousands of years.

If Mirien comes from the ancient Knight King family, then Roland is the ancestor of the knight. He has been famous throughout history almost as the name of "Paladin".

"The Holy Grail is such a strange thing. If I can go out alive and perform on the same stage with legendary historical figures, it will become my capital to brag about."

Gu Tianqing shook her head helplessly, but her smile did not diminish.

He took two hands beside him, holding two bloody nails in his hands.

Gu Tianqing smiled bitterly and said, "I'm not good at melee combat."

"Sorry, when we step onto the battlefield, we can't help but start."

Roland stood in place, and the holy sword Durandel inserted into the ground.

That posture seemed to be saying:

Come on! Let you have three moves!

"It's not good, right?"

Gu Tianqing said as she flicked her fingers and a black ray shot out at Roland.

...

"Sweeping with a smile, a fatal hug!"

"Level" A

"Species" to single treasures

"Attack distance" 1~5

"Maximum Capture" 1

...

Gu Tianqing said it was not good, but she was not polite at hand.

As soon as he raised his hand, he released the treasure.

The human-shaped iron figurine had a smile on her face, and shed tears.

"Click!"

"Iron Virgin" two coffin doors, one opens and one closes.

Instantly locked Roland into the spike hell.

...
To be continued...