The immortal death knight failed to achieve the ending of the heroic spirit

Chapter 257
Wolf King Rob.

The great terror entrenched in various parts of Shinjuku like a nightmare, as a member of the Phantom Demon Alliance, it seems to be more appropriate to call it a wraith than a heroic spirit.

It ran rampant in the fallen city and destructed wantonly, and rushed over as soon as it smelled the enemy, but when it got close, it noticed that there were two other cavalry servants gathered around the guy.

Even though it devoured enough human beings, it still gradually fell into a disadvantage under the siege of the three cavalry servants.

At this time, it was wounded in many places, but it could only be trapped in the middle of the sea of ​​flames—this was not a trap to catch wild animals alone, but to open up a barrier that no one could escape from the battlefield.

It resists, it struggles, it is just a cornered beast, it knows that the last moment has come.

And Artoria Alter, who also saw a little bit, also consciously backed away, and by the way, she also grabbed Joan of Arc Alter who wanted to make up the knife, and when Joan of Arc Alter saw it, she shook her head: "Give it to Berserker .”

Give Rob's execution to Berserker.

This is the condition that was agreed at the beginning, and it is also the most fundamental reason why Berserker will obey Fujimaru Tatsuka's order.

Although Jeanne Alter still wanted to argue, she had no choice but to give up after Tatsuka Fujimaru also spoke out.

Menechel also looked at the dormant giant wolf in front of him, and he saw the unwillingness in the opponent's eyes.

Staring at those scarlet eyes filled with hatred and resentment, Menechel could even feel the pain in her body aching.

Most of the attacks of the Wolf King were blocked by his body, and the attack was handed over to Arturia Alter, and the blocking was handed over to Joan of Arc Alter, while he himself gave up all thoughts except defense, armor, tail, and even A body with scales on the pavement has become a necessary means to deal with the wolf king.

Feeling the surging killing intent gushing out from those wolf eyes, Menechel raised the corners of her mouth.His tail flicked, and the barb on the tip of the tail pierced the wolf king's calf, and when he pulled it out, the shattered scales also brought out large pieces of flesh and blood.

Rob whimpered softly, his trembling forelimbs finally gave way, and his body fell to the ground with a plop.

Menechel let out a "ho ho" laugh, he stretched out his arms around Rob's head, straightened the huge wolf's head forcefully, and forced the man to look at him.

The anger in Rob's eyes was almost overflowing from his eye sockets. If it wasn't for being outnumbered, it would have tore up the trash in front of him long ago.

"Are you very unwilling?"

The smile on the corner of Menechel's mouth became wider and wider, and the corner of his mouth was so exaggerated that it almost collapsed his entire face.

His hands were clasped instead of grasping, and he firmly pressed Rob's wolf mouth up and down, forcing the opponent to keep his mouth wide open.The hideous wounds all over his body were continuously overflowing with blood at this time, and the black and red blood took away most of Menechel's energy.

A black streamer flashed, and the tail thorn stained with Rob's flesh and blood instantly sank into its mouth, piercing into its mouth before Rob could react.

"If it wasn't for being a fellow follower now, if it wasn't for being here in Shinjuku, do you think you could stand in front of me?"

"I like to eat so much, I like to eat so much!"

The ho-ho laughter could no longer be concealed. He felt the violent struggle coming from his hand. He desperately suppressed the huge wolf head. Menechel pulled out his tail, but he flicked it quickly again, and the tip of the tail passed by Rob's belly.

The tail sting penetrated into the wound, pierced some internal organs, and pulled out mercilessly.

The sound of dripping blood was especially piercing in the quiet burning of the flames.

That's wolf liver.

Blood overflowed from Rob's mouth, but Menechel mercilessly stuck into the wolf's mouth again.

"Then let you eat enough."

This is closer to massacre than to execution.

Jeanne Alter's position was not far from Berserker, and he could clearly see that extremely distorted smiling face.

As an avenger, she actually saw a hint of fanaticism in that smile.

Unlike the wolf king Rob who destroyed because of resentment, Berserker's behavior at this time revealed a sense of relief and joy everywhere.

——Is this guy really not an Avenger?
Jeanne Alter's heart began to waver, and she couldn't help but wonder if the trace of divinity revealed by Berserker when she first met Berserker was the same as that of another idiot saint (Joan of Arc), whether it was caused by her long stay in this sinful city illusion.

She quietly touched Arturia Alter, who was watching coldly with her arms folded.

"Hey, I heard that he is your subordinate, isn't he always so... um... so happy?"

Artoria Alter frowned, she had a deeper understanding of Jeanne Alter's language level.

Artoria Alter glanced at Joan of Arc Alter, then at Berserker, who seemed to be concentrating on torturing the Wolf King, and she answered directly, "No."

"He is not my subordinate. If you want to subdue him as your subordinate, then, at [this singularity] you are free to do so."

"Forget it." Jeanne Alter curled her lips. Although she hated everything equally with Berserker, she would never hate with this kind of person.

Without the meaning of dividing the battlefield, Joan Alter dispersed the surrounding flame walls.

"Well, but with your incompetence, I can probably understand why you can't hold him down." Joan of Arc Alter looked away, she habitually opened her mouth to mock the flat-chested women around her, and saw Fujimaru Tachika trot over.

Joan of Arc Alter could only shut up and glanced at Arturia Alter on the other side, as if she was proud of Fujimaru Tachika who came to her side.

"Master, you'd better avoid it first."

She opened her mouth, but before she had anything to say, her heart seemed to miss a beat.

The next moment, a huge force lifted her away.

"Ow—!"

A long and hoarse wolf howl sounded.

Joan of Arc Alter saw the giant wolf that sprang out at unknown time, the bloody body and the intestines dragged on the ground, which added a haze to the already terrifying wolf king, and there seemed to be a trace of deep death in those red wolf eyes at this moment It's pitch black.

boom!
Joan Alter fell heavily to the ground.

"Master!"

She screamed, her voice mingling with Berserker's belated reminder.

"Be careful! It's not dead yet!"

But after all, the two were too far away from Fujimaru Tachika, and Fujimaru Tachika could only watch helplessly as the wolf kiss got closer and closer to his head.

The wind seemed to stop at this moment.

Blood and minced meat exploded just before Fujimaru Tachika's face.

The huge wolf head that was close at hand exploded less than an inch away from Fujimaru Tachika.

The headless wolf continued to move forward, and the flesh was crushed by the subsequent wind blade, revealing the figure of someone hidden behind the wolf.

Artoria Alter was holding the black and red king sword, even with her icy face, it was obvious that she breathed a sigh of relief.

She casually touched the blood splattered on Fujimaru Tachika's face: "Fortunately, I caught up."

She raised her eyes and looked at Berserker who walked behind Fujimaru Tachika at some point.

Without any hesitation, she raised her sword towards the opponent's throat.

The black tail thorn came first, colliding with Wang Jian and bursting out a series of sparks.

Juli directly swept Altria Alter out, and the dragon's tail swept straight towards Fujimaru Tachika unabated.

"Go to hell!"

A black iron skewer rose up, nailing the tail to the ground, and the raging flames spread to Berserker's whole body along the black skewer.

The sound of crackling flames lasted only a moment before being extinguished by a more violent magic power.

The tail was lifted vigorously, tearing off a large piece of flesh from the tail, but Berserker didn't seem to have heard of it.

His scarlet eyes turned to look at Fujimaru Tachika, but the girl had already been escorted by Joan of Arc Alter who had rushed over and Artoria Alter who had regained her position.

He grinned and looked away: "You seem to have been guarding against me for a long time."

　I found that I really can't write uniqueness well.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)