It's not the protagonist, what does it matter if you are trapped in the Shura field

Chapter 421 Sisterhood and Saintly Heart

Five days later.

"Drink!"

After being knocked away by Anaining's sword, Luo Wei patted himself and got up in disgrace.

It has been five days since the Holy City of Rieman fell into panic. During this period, all the major churches were busy dealing with the black mud situation. The city was full of busy city defense teams and Holy See troops, and Luo Wei wanted to stop the enthusiastic The second-rate swordsman wanted to get in on her, so he had to try his best to cure her itchy hands.

"Hey! Come again," Anaining was completely unsatisfied, "This isn't all you have, right?"

Ayi Ning, who was watching the battle: "..."

Luo Wei would not be manipulated by her and clapped his hands calmly. If he dared to be serious, then this guy would also be serious with him.

Although it is hard to say how far I can fight her under the maximum degree of demonization, but even if I win, so what? My gender has been destroyed by her, so no matter how you think about it, I am at a loss.

He really can't get along with such a talented player.

Ayi Ning paused.

Turning around and wielding his sword to resist, Luo Wei's timing was almost the same as hers. The two had also experienced a long period of running-in at the ruins of the God War. Many tacit understandings could be understood without communication. At this time, the effect of combining two swords was inexplicably created. Even the frequency of sending and receiving Qi is the same.

At this moment--

"Huh?" Anain suddenly wondered, holding the sword, "You guys are obviously blocking well, why is your breath messed up, Ayi?"

It was not a problem to let him continue to be beaten like this. Seeing that he had suffered a lot, Luo Wei turned his attention to his sister who was watching the battle silently.

"...I will only practice with you till the end." She sighed and walked out.

Ayi Ning: "...!"

Luo Wei's expression changed, and he suddenly kissed her on the face unexpectedly.

"Oh? You two are looking pretty good," Anaining held the training sword with one hand and looked at the two of them calmly, "It seems like you can satisfy me a little today?"

There was a cold and chaotic slashing intention behind her. Even if she didn't want to deal with it seriously, Ayi Ning's body started to move on its own - her sister's slashing was definitely not a joke.

If you cooperate so well with your brother-in-law, will you really not be suspected of having a problem?
But the situation did not allow her to think so much. The second round of slashes quickly reached the dangerous area. When she saw her sister swinging the sword with her center of gravity forward, she almost chose to go forward without hesitation.

"Huh?" Anaining, who stepped back a little, was slightly surprised, "So you two cooperate so well?"

"..."

The city was full of ups and downs these past few days, but they were always focusing on their own affairs. Because of this, she and her sister also had the opportunity to stay with him every day.

It's good to be able to improve one's level through swordsmanship exchanges, but she has basically been avoiding this situation these days.

"What does it matter?" Luo Wei said, wiping his sweat. "This is also giving your sister a chance to go further."

Faced with such a provocation, Anaining naturally would not back down and took the initiative to attack without giving the two a chance to prepare.

"?"

Compared with others in their respective fields, the three of them can only grow through actual sword fighting.

"Then you have to be careful." Luo Wei carefully raised his sword.

It's not like he didn't compete in the past two days, but while he was helping him, he always felt that something was not right.

But in the competition between you two, why did you bring me...?
"Hmph...very good! I won't be afraid even if Ayi comes with us!"

Doesn't this become like... I'm dueling with my sister?

Vermeer is training in the church, Kexi is working day and night in the workshop, and Princess Lovely is also actively playing a role in providing disaster relief and maintaining stability in the city. Each of them is making progress. If they only have a wavering consciousness, they will easily be left behind. behind.

You two...

"Yes, yes!" Anai agreed, "But I won't lose!"

Walking side by side with Luo Wei, Ayi Ning curled up her lips slightly. They had practiced synchronizing with each other, and even if they didn't want to assume the same posture as him, they had unknowingly resonated with Qi.

"Are you okay?"

"..."

In the past few days, Luo Wei also mentioned how to improve her strength. The more she saw the disaster that happened to Riemann, the more she had to be vigilant. Naturally, she understood this truth.

Ayi Ning didn't want to speak.

The black whirlpool of sword flow enveloped her like a cocoon, and the intricate lines bounced away from the slash that touched her eyes. The two of them were violently pushed out by the aftermath of the slash. Luo Wei was almost bumped from behind before he stabilized himself. she.

"It's really hard for me to fight your sister alone. How about you come too?"

Before she could react, the black thread entangled after the sword skill was released disappeared, and her sister's calm face suddenly appeared in her field of vision.

Ayi Ning glanced helplessly at her sister. She didn't seem to understand what this meant at all. Doesn't this mean that he and I stand together to fight against you...

The two looked at each other in the closed cocoon.

Ayi Ning's brows also jumped slightly.

clang--!
There was a sword fight between the sisters, with the black-haired and white-haired faces close at hand, and the silver-white blades reflecting each other's faces. Luo Wei was assisting from the side, but he didn't expect that the two of them would be the first to fight in the Shura field.

Ayi Ning frowned and glared at Luo Wei. That sentence was not a good thing to say!

And her hesitation brought her a flaw. Anaining could not let go of such an opportunity. She almost cut the sword into her defense line with a cold gaze. The perception of the crisis made her sister open her eyes wide and return to defense. But it was always a step slower.

"Magic Pattern Sword·Cocoon (Shield Cutting)"

"I……"

"And what happened to your face?"

"No, no!"

In fact, she was blushing.

Just now while the sword skill was activated, he, he, he... what was he doing inside! She didn't even know that this sword skill could be used like this! ?

And Luo Wei had already told her with his eyes that he planned to do this next.

"...!"

Ayi Ning was so angry that her face almost exploded.

In the following time, while dealing with her sister's offensive, she was wary of Luo Wei's intentions. She was literally being attacked from both sides, and unknowingly, she was forced to become serious by these two people.

Being repelled again, caught in the middle and about to fall into the clutches of the devil, Ayi Ning couldn't bear it after being targeted again and again, her brows moved faintly, and her whole body fiercely gathered awe-inspiring sword intent.

I do not care!

She stepped forward to stop her momentum, her black hair fluttering wildly under the refining energy, and she saw her sister's posture and held the sword steady.

These two people were literally torturing her in turns.

Since you want to fight, then fight hard!

Ayi Ning, who couldn't bear it anymore, took the initiative to attack her sister this time.

……

In the southern part of the continent, the Origin Forest Defense Line.

The tents of the people of the Marshland and Saltland were laid out in large numbers on the outskirts of the forest. They rarely experienced such a long journey. Sitting around the pot of boiling water, the faces of the elves and witches looked disgusted.

The sound of iron armor came from the camp. They with low smelting skills rarely heard such a sound. When they heard the sound, they could see a group of temple knights in golden armor and red robes walking steadily past. Judging from their temperament, they could I felt that I was not the same kind of person as them, especially the taciturn armored girl at the front. Her pale white and yellowish hair color was like the dawn light, so spotless that it was impossible to look directly at her.

The girl didn't even look at them, and her expressionless face gave people a sense of unattainable déjà vu.

Even if they didn't notice the direction the team was traveling, the soldiers all guessed the identity of the visitor. What happened next was just as they expected. After the leading girl arrived at their largest tent, the knight behind her was left alone. Someone opened the door curtain and walked in.

"Hehe... welcome."

The moment she stepped in, a woman's voice, as melodious as a green warbler, came from inside the tent.

The armored girl glanced inside the account. The floor was covered with thick carpets and all kinds of luxurious furniture were available. The woman who made the sound was lying on her side on a gorgeous couch, holding her head in the middle of a pile of jewelry and using curiosity. looked at her with his eyes. "I think this should be our first meeting, right?" The girl in a tight-fitting green dress on the bed continued with a smile, "Are you... taller than I thought?"

The armored girl's eyes narrowed slightly.

""Saint of the Piano" Nejie Falisistan," the girl's voice was cold, "I don't plan to discuss the next thing in your bedroom. "

"What does it matter? Aren't you also a saint?" Niejie slowly turned over on the bed, "The famous "Saint of Dawn" in the Military Temple, Elida Wenlebeif? "

Elida: "..."

The two of them looked at each other from a distance. No matter in terms of demeanor, appearance, clothing or hair color, the other person's aura was completely different from his own. It was hard to believe that they had the same identity.

Saint - a person chosen by God's favor in battle.

"What I need is an army," Elida said bluntly. "I only saw farmers in your military camp who were starving to death, and pagans who were too thin to hold their staffs."

"There's no need to be so hasty in making judgments," Nijie smiled, "After going through hardships and dangers from the swampland and saltland to get here, you have to be considerate of them, right? It's been a very hard journey."

"But you yourself are lying among the jewelry?"

Faced with the question from Saint Xiaoguang, Saint Qinyin was amused by the disappointed look on her face.

The other party seemed to be very dissatisfied with everything he saw in the military camp. He was obviously a person who was admired by many stars in the intelligence, and he should have a strong sense of topic with him.

"Of course I'm different," Niejie said with a smile. "If I, as a saint, looked hungry, I would have turned around and left when you came in. I think appropriate suffering can be given to a warrior. They bring perseverance.”

"You want to say that your arrangement deceived my eyes?" Elida said with sharp eyes.

Yeah……

Nijie raised a finger thoughtfully, so she was dissatisfied that there was more than one saint.

Although we are all saints, there are still big differences between them, but she doesn't hate such people.

"I think you should already know that Senkamanda's former owner did not recognize our Church of the Origin of All Things, and banished us to the Sea of ​​Trees in the Origin Forest, adjacent to the cursed land of only the salt sea and swamps." Without prejudice, he slowly said, "After hundreds of years of changes, we have endured the most difficult years and have gathered enough strength. As long as you can help us regain the tree in the center of Senkamanda. The great tree of life that eliminates the curse of the forbidden land and re-energizes the land, I am willing to lead the people of Zeyanland to join your continental advancement plan.

"What are your odds of winning?"

"As long as there is the assistance of the Military Temple, the local god's monster army will be a hard fight from the beginning."

The two looked at each other, and Niejie also knew very well what Elida wanted. Helping her was not just because she was a saint. The fall of Senkamanda would also determine that the situation in the southern part of the continent was no longer stable, and there would be more than ten dangers. Numerous small countries and disaster hiding areas will lose their protection, and the other side also needs to gain the support of the Sun God Cult and the Lan Temple through establishing military exploits. The southern part of the continent is the best place to do so.

As for why she keeps fighting and what she is looking for, no one knows.

Maybe it's to eliminate hidden dangers in the entire world.

"Your supplies will be provided by the Military Temple, and I will prepare a detailed tactical plan," Elida turned around and said, "I hope your army is not as weak as it seems."

Nie Jie sat on the bed and smiled casually.

However, when the other party was about to walk out of the tent, she called out to him.

"Have you heard?" Nie Jie said, "The Church of Prayer also held a sainthood ordination ceremony in the holy city of Rieman. The nature may be the same as ours. I have a feeling that this girl will block our way in the future. , do you sometimes have this kind of premonition?”

Elida didn't respond.

This attitude is more like expressing that no one can block her way than judging that the Praying Church, which has no power to rely on, cannot make much waves.

"Yeah……"

Nie Jie sat on the bed and thought for a moment, then picked up a string of jewelry rings and swung them on her fingers, her thoughts changing in all kinds of ways.

Then, she didn't know what she thought of, and lay back with her hands open with an unknown smile.

"Those hard days——"

"I will never go back again."

……

In the evening, the holy city of Rijman.

After training with the two ferocious sisters, Luo Wei picked up Vermeer from the church. On the road, even if the girl didn't pay attention, she couldn't avoid the strange scenery of the snow-capped mountains in the distance being dyed black.

Whenever she looked fascinated, Luo Wei would pat her head gently.

The two of them walked through the streets of the Holy City. Wei Mier naturally knew her responsibilities. In Liyalan's words - because of this situation, the church will not be able to help in the future. It will be very difficult in the future. For a long time, they may have to survive on their own.

"Well... I know what I should focus on now, even if it is to live up to everyone's expectations..."

Luo Wei looked up and looked in the same direction as her.

This was not a very good start, but the Goddess of Purity Water accepted her fate. Lucifer bore most of the evil in the world, and Minogni lent him her divine core. The further they went, the more they realized how much burden and sacrifice had gone into this situation.

Including the current struggle between Li Yalan and Celis, as well as the realization of Icarus on his deathbed, the gods have dedicated everything to their own ideals.

Seeing them, they really didn't want to let it all go away.

"Then respond to them with visible results," Luo Wei said, "It's far from the point of giving up on yourself."

"Um…!"

Vermeer had no doubt of this.

As long as you stay by his side, you will be able to achieve it.

Back at the palace, the group in Rieman enjoyed dinner together. After finishing the meal, Vermeer immediately shut herself into the room and carefully sorted out what she had learned during the day, as if she did not want to waste a moment.

"She works very hard."

Facing Eluse's teasing, Rowe sat in the hall and spread his hands in a self-deprecating manner, as if the night was his home field.

Although--

He does have an appointment tonight.

……

Some time later, in the secret palace of the Yinshen sect.

The black-haired girl sitting at the table heard the movement behind her and immediately stood up to greet her.

"Ah, here you are, the high priest!"

The clean marble floor was spotless. Sheila came to Luo Wei with a smile on her face and sparkling eyes. She seemed to be very happy to see him.

Seeing her like this, the corners of Luo Wei's mouth twitched under the bandage.

Compared with the impression left on him in his memory, this huge contrast was really difficult to accept for a long time...

"Well," he responded hoarsely and raised the scepter in his hand, "Let's start today's treatment."

"Ok!"

Silla nodded hurriedly and quickly went to drag the chair.

Zhizhi - bahhhhhhh -

Luo Wei looked at her reckless back and inexplicably wanted to slap her twice for the Black Saint in the previous round. If these two world lines intersected, she would be so ashamed that she would kill herself after seeing it. .

It is simply that the world is in decline, and it is against Tiangang...

He was ashamed of each other.

When Silla dragged the chair over, she asked Luo Wei to sit down in a not-so-smart manner. She sat down on the opposite side, suddenly closed her eyes, and looked like she was at his mercy.

Luo Wei: "..."

Hey Hey hey.

What's up with that girlish sense of anticipation?

This is not the expression you, a cult saint, should show!
Sheila: ()
(End of this chapter)