Naruto Ninja Master

It's a pity that Black's lancer's body overflowed before he finished his harsh words.

"It's you next, how do you plan to die?" Wuchen's eyes swept to the black archer, and said lightly: "The trick just now, if I remember correctly, can only be launched once a day, Chiron... Next, what capital do you have to fight me?"

"........."

Black archer's brows froze, and he was speechless for a long time. In fact, he was depressed because this guy knew too much.

"Give it up, archer, you can't kill Wuchen with your strength, please recognize the reality." Fiore's eyes flashed with sparkling tears, "I only have you as a friend, I don't want to lose you. .."

"Sorry Fiore."

At this time, the archer of the black side didn't call her the master anymore, she called out her name directly, and said from a friend's point of view: "Even if I agree with my mouth, my body can't help but execute the command spell... You should know."

"Since this can only make you die."

Wuchen was also unambiguous, he raised his thumb decisively, and an energy ball containing a strong spiritual pressure quickly emerged.

And the black archer had the command of the Command Spell, and took up the bow and arrow again, and the arrow was aimed at Wuchen.

Like Lancer, he was given an order by means of a Command Spell—kill Wuchen!

"I want to say something before I leave..."

The black archer's face has always maintained a calm color. He can feel the power of the flickering in Wuchen's hands. This kind of trick is not to mention the body of a mere heroic spirit. can pose a great threat to oneself.

"Lord Fiore, it's a pleasure to meet you. Be sure to remember my name - Chiron."

The black archer finally smiled softly at Fiore, his handsome face was full of soft colors, and even Wuchen's expression was a little loose.

The clean and shallow smile was like a refreshing breeze, brushing away Fiore's sadness.

Those clear eyes seemed to be able to speak, not only Fiore, but even the outsider, Wuchen, understood the deep meaning that Chiron wanted to express.

If Chiron can live, the two should become confidants in the future.

"It's a pity, the world is so cruel, nine times out of ten it's unsatisfactory."

Wuchen's sympathy quickly subsided, the virtual flash brewing in his hand was thrown straight, and the archer also shot a dense bow and arrow.

"Wang Xu's flash!!!"

At this moment, the tears in Fiore's eyes finally couldn't hold back, and they burst out.

"Boom boom boom!!!"

The virtual flash finally exploded on the archer, he disappeared on the spot, and the space he was in was also blasted out of a big hole.

Killed by overwhelming force.

"The kid from the province can't find our revenge, so just stay here, Atalanta." As he spoke, Wuchen had already built some houses out of wooden dungeons.

"clear."

Atalanta nodded obediently, then walked quietly to Wuchen, and pleaded in a thin mosquito-fly voice: "Lord Wuchen... Look at this poor child, the family is dead, and only the rest is left. She is alone, why don't you take her in?"

Atalanta is a kind-hearted person, and she is very sympathetic to Fiore's experience.

"If she can accept it, I don't care." Wuchen waved his hand, not caring at all.

Stepping lightly, Wuchen walked into the wooden house to rest.

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Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, a few hours later, the sky gradually dimmed, and night soon entered.

The night is filled with light, and the stars hanging high in the night sky glow with fluorescence. In this hot summer, even at night, it is as sultry as being in a steamer.

A few gusts of breeze swept across the grassy plain, blowing on people's faces, which was extraordinarily comfortable.

"Why did this happen? Am I not dead... Why did I suddenly resurrect?"

"Or, everything that happened in front of me was just a dream?!"

Under the lush green tree, the blond girl in medieval clothes and armor muttered absentmindedly.

She was holding a flag with delicate patterns painted on it, swaying constantly in the night wind, and the beautiful eyes of the girl who had not understood for a long time suddenly lit up.

"Could it be that all this is the Lord...?"

"The lord of the fart, your lord is not so great yet. He himself has settled down to the ground. What capital does he have to resurrect you?"

This abrupt sentence made the girl extremely angry, because she was a devout believer and a saint.

The girl turned back suddenly, followed the source of the voice, and no one saw it and scolded angrily: "Where did the heretics come from, and the respected Lord... Wuchen?!"

After seeing the visitor clearly, the girl's beautiful eyes instantly enlarged, and her rosy lips were also opened to the maximum, which was very surprising.

"I haven't seen you for a while, you seem to have changed a lot, ruler." Wuchen walked over with his hands on the back of his head.

"No... It's no longer a ruler. The Holy Grail War is over for you. It's not too much to call you Joan of Arc, right?"

This blond girl is the ruler who voluntarily died in the hands of Wuchen before.

In fact, Ruler didn't want to be an enemy of Wuchen, but she was forced by the rules of the Holy Grail War. In the end, she chose to die in Wuchen's hands to end herself.

"Could it be that you resurrected me?" Joan asked with a strange face. This kind of incredible thing is impossible for other people.

But if there is no dust... Joan of Arc still remembers Atalanta, who was resurrected by the dustless.