Greece brings evildoers

Chapter 558 My rumored girlfriends and me

Inside the valley.

Light and darkness condense at the extreme, dividing the world with each other; guns and swords collided violently, stirring up a terrifying magic tide.

The king of wild hunting in Wales? Your swordsmanship is indeed good.

But, it seems that my gun is stronger!

Morgan looked at the golden light blade in his opponent's hand that was gradually crawling with cracks after constant collision, and the cherry lips under his face couldn't help but raise a hint of pleasant arc.

She immediately swung the [Vanguard's Gun] without hesitation and bombarded the opponent's weapons with all her strength.

“Bang!”

The overwhelmed golden sword shattered in response to the sound, turning into fragments of all sizes and flying everywhere.

Win!

Before Morgan could be happy, he found a brilliant magic bundle, which was unexpectedly coming from his face.

And because of her full force just now, her body was speeding up and charging forward.

  At such a close distance and such a short time, it is too late to avoid and react.

"Click~~"

Morgan's armor on his head was broken and peeled off, revealing half of his cold and beautiful cheeks.

The witch rode his horse back and looked at the opponent behind him.

The golden light blade in his right hand was indeed the hilt left, but a magic wand made of ash appeared in his left hand.

Obviously, the superb sword skills and the fragile holy sword just now were just baits to paralyze the opponent.

This attack launched by the wand is the real killer move hidden behind the smoke screen.

"Despicable!" Morgan grinded his teeth, a little resentful.

"Hey, I'm a mage. You can't beat me in magic, so you ride a horse, carry a gun, and rushed over to fight me in close combat with me. Then, you are not careful and are hit by my magic, and you call me unfairly moral. Who is despicable?"

Morgan was speechless when he heard this.

It seems that I am the one who is unreasonable?

However, recalling that the opponent seemed to have intended to use only one hand to fight the enemy with swordsmanship since the melee confrontation, Morgan immediately understood that this was not a coincidence of on-the-spot response, but a long-planned damage move.

"Insidious..." Morgan changed his adjective, but he was still angry.

"You were careless." Luo En responded, then added with a smile, "And you should be glad that I was not aiming at your head just now."

Morgan bit his lip and understood what the other party meant.

It’s not that I can’t do it, but that I didn’t do it.

The other party showed mercy.

Morgan's hostility faded slightly, but his fighting spirit increased instead of decreasing:

"I haven't lost yet!"

"What a stubborn woman."

Luo En shook his head, then changed his mind.

"However, it's best to say this to the people behind you."

later?

Morgan was stunned and looked behind him, and suddenly realized that at some point the gray fog in the valley had a faint pink full of dreams. The two fairy knights and a large number of local British wild hunters who were originally charged with her disappeared.

At the same time, a strange sound of talking with a pinched voice came from the entrance of the valley:

"Ahem, listen to the people inside, you are surrounded, and your accomplices are also in my hands! If you want them to be safe, be obedient!"

Bavansi and Bagst were arrested?

Morgan's face changed and he gritted his teeth:

"Don't hurt them, what's the point of coming to me!"

"Very good, first show your sincerity. Take off your skirt... Cough cough... remove your armor."

Morgan snorted coldly, restrained the divinity and power of the goddess of death, and disarmed

However, after the fierce battle just now, the dress on her body was damaged, and a large piece of snow-white squeezed out from the holes in her clothes.

This turned the originally noble and arrogant goddess into a noble lady full of down-and-out sense.

This interesting transformation not only amazes Luo An on the scene, but also awakens the creative desire of a mysterious man in the fog:

"Next, it's time to atone for your defeat and rudeness. Come on, lift your skirt first, preferably to the base of your thigh..."

"What did you say?"

Such rude request made Morgan furious.

However, the sound in the fog was unmoved and asked with a smile:

"Do you still want to save them?"

At the same time, two muffled groans came from the fog, and the voices of the vampire Bavanxi and the dog demon Bagst.

"Stop, I'll do it!"

Morgan quickly swears to stop, then endures the humiliation and lifts the corner of his skirt.

As if he noticed Morgan's surrender, the sound in the fog became a little more pleasant, and he continued to speak:

"Then, he raised his head, raised his chest, and stuck out his butt, and shouted to the victim three times, 'I'm sorry, I was wrong, I misunderstood the good guy, please punish me hard'!"

"Don't go too far!"

“Woo~Woo~~”

Two muffled groans came, Morgan closed his mouth, turned his heart and spoke with gritted teeth:

"I'm sorry, I was wrong. Please punish me hard!"

Three consecutive cold sounds passed through the air, causing frost flowers to form around them.

And the creaking sound of gritting teeth was filled with an unparalleled humiliation and the determination to gnaw someone's bones into scum.

Loren, who accepted the apology, couldn't help but get goose bumps and quickly stopped the artistic behavior:

"Stop, just know that this is a misunderstanding."

Of course, this is not only a statement to Morgan, but also an advice to a director behind the scenes in the fog.

"How can that be done? If you make mistakes, you must not only admit it, but also punish it! This will serve as a warning!"

The sound in the fog refuted with a verbal rebuttal and ordered seriously,

"Now, the loser keeps his knees on his knees, kisses the winner's instep, and prays for forgiveness and understanding."

But after a few serious words, the sound in the fog revealed the nature of the people of the Joy:

"Hurry, I want to see it! You must be sincere, be attentive, and be sure..."

“Puff!”

A dark and ferocious light-like gun passed through the fog at a speed that was lightning speed, piercing the director behind the scenes through, firmly nailing it to one side of the stone wall.

The divine power shook and the fog dissipated.

The fairy knights who were missing forward, Bagst and Bawanxi were lying on the ground at this moment, each sleeping soundly with a stone in their arms.

It seems that because of a nightmare, the two frowned and occasionally made vague dreams.

Morgan breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head to look at the piece of silver-haired bacon hanging on the mountain wall, his eyes full of gloomy:

"It's you, Vivian!"

At the same time, the fairy of the White-Haired Lake on the stone wall showed an awkward and guilty smile:

"Haha, long time no see, second sister..."

"Is this your last words?"

Morgan held his hands expressionlessly, and the outline of the Pioneer Gun gathered at the tip of the magic wand, bursting out with a fierce murderous aura. Looking at the huge golden vortex gradually forming above the head and the anchor of light that is hundreds of meters in diameter, Vivian couldn't help swallowing and sweating on her forehead.

It can be seen that her second sister is really angry and can kill people.

In desperation, Vivian quickly called for help:

"Teacher, help me!"

"Teacher?" Morgan looked sideways and looked vigilantly at someone behind him.

"I'm not familiar with her." Luo En immediately raised his hands and retreated, and hurriedly made a righteous cut.

Vivian caused the disaster himself, and wanted him, the teacher, to take the blame? What a joke!

Vivian, who was nailed to the stone wall, was stunned at first, and then furious:

"Melin, you have no conscience. I just accepted me a few days ago!"

"It's just academic exchanges, so I can call you a teacher."

"Along the way, we still ate and lived together!"

"I forgot if you don't say it. When will I pay me back the travel expenses?"

Hearing such an unscrupulous and cold-blooded answer, Vivian, who wanted to pull a shield, was furious and couldn't help but shout:

"It's okay to pay back the money, but how do you calculate the broken things you did for you along the way? I've agreed that I'll finish this time, and you will teach me the most profound magic. Now that I'm in trouble, I want to kick me away, there's no way!"

Finished this time?

The vague words made Luo En a little confused.

As Mo beside him was able to put on his armor, summoned the Pioneer's Spear, and aimed the gun head at him vigilantly, Loren reacted and quickly clarified:

"Slander! She slandered me! Think about it, it was purely an accident that we encountered. How could I have time to design this?"

Upon hearing this, Morgan looked through it and realized that her good sister was probably framed.

"You guys play, I won't bother you, I'll leave first."

At the same time, a light voice came from the stone wall.

Vivian, who had delayed enough time, successfully untied the shackles of the light anchor, waved her hand with a smile, and then turned into flying pink petals, blending into the heavy night.

Although she could not defeat two sisters in charge of death and victory on the front battlefield, as a witch born from [Change], her running skills are first-class.

Even the four thrones in the lower realm of Sky Island may not be fully confident of catching her.

After all, as a professional fraudster, you may not be able to fight, but you must be able to escape.

This is the real reason why she has done all the bad things over the years and has never capsized.

-Bitch!

The two parties involved at the scene immediately cursed with the same hatred of the enemy, and then decisively awakened their divinity. They wished they could arrest Vivian, who had escaped, and drew it eight hundred times in public!

But with the resonance of divinity, the two teams who had just been comforted by [Dream] immediately woke up.

"You actually use a foolish trick? Kill these ugly monsters!"

"Roar!"

Two wild hunting armies from Britain and Wales, led by their respective leaders, rushed towards each other like a tide, preparing to fight again.

Seeing a hint of pink churning in the gray fog, Lorne and Morgan knew that this was the backup plan left by Vivian to successfully escape, and they couldn't help but feel so angry that they felt a pain.

But now that things have come to this, the two of them can only give up chasing Vivian and stop this meaningless fight:

“Stop it all!”

Under the orders of the two Wild Hunting Kings, although the fairies and the undead were puzzled, they still retreated obediently and formed a distinct formation in the narrow valley.

As the tension gradually subsided, Morgan turned his head, hesitated for a moment, and took the initiative to speak:

"It seems this is a misunderstanding, sorry..."

“It’s good to clarify.”

Luo En replied generously, and then from his own perspective, he told the general process after the outbreak of [The Wild Hunting Disaster].

After hearing this, Morgan's face became even more apology.

Not only did she recognize the wrong person, she almost injured the hero who had just saved Cornwall.

"Let's do this, when I return to Cornwall, I will personally host a banquet for you."

Morgan intends to make up for his mistakes and takes the initiative to hand out an olive branch to the mysterious and powerful magician "Merlin".

A perfect surprise appeared in Luo En's eyes:

"Are you a Cornwall native?"

"Well, this is my holy...homeland."

Morgan coughed slightly, adding with a flashing gaze.

"Iglain, the wife of Coroas, Duke of Cornwall, is my distant blood relative."

Iglain, another familiar name.

Lorne muttered secretly, and information about the duchess also emerged from his mind.

This is a famous beauty in the British region. In the future, King Uther, the monarch who ruled Britain, will be fascinated by the will of food and food.

Therefore, with the help of the great wizard Merlin, King Uther drank the transformed potion and turned into the Duke of Cornwall, transformed into a tauren warrior, greened the Duke of Cornwall, and successfully made the Duchess pregnant.

Yes, this is the origin of the Celtic legendary king Arthur.

By the way, before giving birth to King Arthur, the duchess also gave birth to three daughters with her husband, Groyas, Duke of Cornwall.

That is, the three famous sisters Morgaus, Morgan Lefee and Elaine who were later generations.

So, this is the second of the three sisters - the witch Morgan. The little sister Elaine, who is the least recorded and the most mysterious identity, is Vivian who is currently out wearing a lake fairy vest?

If you remember correctly, it is not just Vivian, but Morgan Leffield and Merlin's relationship is not very simple in some versions.

She is also one of Meilin's disciples, and she developed subtle feelings in the process of learning magic with this teacher, and a lot of gossip news spread.

It shouldn't be such a coincidence, right?

Luo En felt a little weak when he thought of his unique physique to attract bees and butterflies, and he couldn't help but want to follow in the footsteps of his disciple Vivian and escape from the valley.

At this moment, Morgan, who was completely unaware that he had become the object of gossip, had arrived at the throne that had become ruins.

As the wand fell, the gravel on the ground was re-stitched into its original appearance.

The originally extinguished altar and holy fire were also lit up by the divine light.

The gray fog in the valley suddenly faded a lot, and the restless undead calmed a little.

"Although Gwyn entrusts you with the matter, it is not your responsibility strictly. And it is not an easy thing to purify the filth here and eliminate this disaster. Let me, a Cornish man, do it myself."

Morgan pondered and bent down to sit on the rebuilt bluestone throne.

As the wand penetrated into the ground, the surging black dead aura and various wailing resentment flowed into Morgan's body wildly.

The gray fog around quickly faded, and the bloodthirsty and violent aura on the Welsh Wild Hunting Army also gradually faded.

But Morgan's originally fair and jade-like skin quickly climbed up the blue-black lines.

Like a group of evil and hideous maggots drilled into her body, gnawing on her flesh, bone marrow, and even soul.

“Um~”

Morgan's body trembled slightly, his tight silver teeth pierced into his lips, and a golden red divine blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Obviously, this [purification] job is not easy for her.

Bagst and Bavanxi, who were guarding both sides, looked worried, did not move their steps to stop him, which was obviously not surprising.

Finally, after a while, the gray fog in the valley completely dissipated.

Morgan stood up with his hands on the back of the chair and staggered.

However, as soon as he took the step, the Celtic goddess of death fell straight forward and fell into a warm embrace.

(This chapter ends)