In a small hotel twelve kilometers away from the front battlefield, Lion Jiejieli scratched his head and frowned, fiddling with a laptop with thick hands and feet. On the fluorescent screen, the disconnected network connection sign flashed. No matter how Lion Jiejieli refreshed and restarted, it was all six big words.

"Network connection is out of date."

"Oh, let's not do it anymore, science and other things are really troublesome." The rough man slapped the screen hard, then opened the window, looked at the ordinary people running around due to the sinking of the ground, pulled out a cigarette and held it in their mouths, and bending a small ball of flames out, "Momo responded to the call of the Lord because of the prayer that he had not fulfilled during his lifetime. Can you tell me your wish?"

"I don't know how to answer this kind of question. I probably want to apologize to my father."

Mordred sat on his head, eating potato chips and drinking soda. As long as Marda did not use the spell, she could refuse to respond to Marda's summoning to attack heresy. Even if Marda used the spell, with the lion's character of the Tribulation, she would probably use the spell to offset it.

After all, no matter whether it is Lion Tribulation Realm Li or Mordred, they are all lawless guys. They only make do with each other. Not to mention fighting for the Holy Grail, even if you give up the fight and start being a shit-cracking stick, no one will be surprised.

"Father? King Arthur?" Lion Calamity Li was not a British man, so he was not very interested in that legend, let alone express his opinions.

"What about you? The Holy Grail will only make the magician who pursues something the master. What is your pursuit?" Mordred tore open a pack of new fries and asked while eating.

Although the summoning was less than a week, the relationship was unexpectedly matched. When they got along, they seemed to be friends with each other. They had no scruples and said whatever they wanted, without any intrigue.

"The family is a vulgar wish, but for some reason, I was successfully selected by the Holy Grail." Little Tribulation Li revealed a few traces of surprise and ridicule, and nostalgia flashed in his eyes. He subconsciously pressed the leather case on his chest, and there was a thick stack, which looked very full.

"Oh, that's right?" Mordred pursed, and even she could tell that the Lord's mouth was not right, so what else could he hide.

Lion Jieli took a few sips of smoke to his butt and threw the cigarette butt out the window. Anyway, everyone else was running away, so what was the point of throwing a cigarette butt?

"Momo, it's okay if you don't go to the battle. Although I won't force it, if they all lose, you alone may not be the opponent of that guy."

"I don't want to go. That guy is so scary. Even his father was defeated by him, so I don't want to die." Mordred unexpectedly refused to go to the battle, rolling on the pillow, ramming the fries.

"Don't you want to avenge your father?" Lion Calamity Li sometimes couldn't keep up with Mordred's brain circuit at all, and could not guess what she was thinking.

"Defeat is not a kill, but it is not normal to be killed if you can't beat others and get killed. Why should you take revenge? Besides, that's just a projection." Mordred was not angry, but bit the pillow with a little resentment. "Woooooo, it's a pity. This time, my father was not summoned. I accepted the summoning because my father was summoned in the last term. You said, if I make a wish to stay with my body, next time I use the blood given to me by my father as a holy relic, can I summon my father?"

"I don't know, are you sure you will summon King Arthur instead of the Witch Morgan?"

As soon as the Lion Tribulation Realm finished speaking, a fresh and natural breath came from afar with a dreamy and puzzling atmosphere. The remaining magic fluctuations immediately made Mordred jump up.

"Father, it's the breath of the father!"

Mordred was very excited and instantly released his magic power. He stepped on the window frame and approached the front battlefield.

"Momo~Momo!!!" Lion Jieli shouted twice, unable to stop crying at all, so he could only smile helplessly, "What a willful little girl."

Check equipment, double-barrel hopper/ammunition, ammunition is abundant, and the Necromancer Magic Edition is sufficient.

"When you come back, all the snacks will be confiscated."

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"The Ice Judgment!"

The ice blade spread across the sky and shattered the earth.

Under Weilan's magical bombardment, except for the Lord who could live on his identity, all the extra people were violently bombarded by her, leaving only a disguised monster still dealing with him.

"It's really rare to grow up with the eternal dragon." The disguised monster avoided Weilan's attack that was too obvious and too wild, and at the same time hit Weilan's mind through words. "Do you know, I have killed several dragon clans of the rank like you before I became a saint. The taste of dragon meat is really good."

"There are too much nonsense, you should die." Weilan was not arrogant or impatient, and her body shrank rapidly until twenty-three meters. The dragon clan's body was not as big as possible. It was possible to change in dealing with different types of enemies. This is the foundation for the dragon clan to always stand at the peak of immortality. This size is suitable for dealing with humanoid creatures. When Weilan ended the change and launched a bombing again, the pressure of disguised monsters suddenly increased twice.

"Down in the Winter." Weilan directly used the peak dragon language curse to awaken from her bloodline, and with the power of rules, it turned into an unavoidable shadow attack.

"It's you who's waiting for it." The strange man showed his sinister expression of a successful plan and quickly took out a shield.

As soon as Mu Ye hit the shield, he turned around and shot at Weilan without hesitation. At this moment, Weilan completely lost her senses, as if this move had cut off everything from her!

"Far away from the ideal country of earth!"

At this moment, a cold shout suddenly sounded in the night sky.

Weilan decisively took out her trump card, and the attack that was so deep that it suddenly drowned her in the desperate night. The radius of a mile fell into darkness, like a large black bowl with an inverted cover, with no light coming in, as if a black hole that could not even escape from the light appeared on the spot.

It was a dark and deep winter night, swallowing up all the fire, all the light, all the hope, one third was the impact of ice magic, one third was the soul freeze-breaking attack, and one third was the blessing of the power of rules, which can be regarded as the peak of the spells under the holy level.

The night gradually dissipated and stopped. The two rituals hiding behind and Alice Phil looked at the center of the magic in disbelief. The soft moonlight gradually spread to the desolate dead soil. The soil that was originally a little vitality turned into dead frozen soil, and all vitality was stripped away.

Weilan stood on the frozen soil, her eyes were quiet and natural. Under her high and proud head, a scabbard faintly appeared on the scales.

‘The ideal country far away from everything’ isolates everything from dust and naturally separates all attacks.

Such treasures

The disguised monster put down the broken "Obruce's Protector" in his hand, and a trace of greed rose in his eyes. This is Avalon, and getting it is equivalent to a life.

"This is mine!"

"It depends on whether you have the ability." Weilan quickly shrank and turned into a human form. However, the two huge dragon wings behind her did not shrink, and the dress on her body also turned into a battle skirt as deep as the night, holding a sword in her hand.

"Hongyu, it's up to you."
Chapter completed!