Looking down, on the ground below the goat, the thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy was standing there, staring at the goat in the sky, his expression seemed... very happy...

At this time, the boy's eyes suddenly turned to Erica, to be precise, he was looking at Qiye on the carriage, and said, "Is your majesty here to stop me?"

Chapter [-] Erica's Battle and Nanye's Attack

"Hehe, how is it possible..."

Qiye smiled disdainfully and said, "I won't come to you for this trivial matter, it's just that the girl next to me wants to see you..."

"When did His Majesty become so warmhearted? This is different from the one I know..."

The boy turned his gaze to Erica and said, "So, human woman, why are you pursuing me?"

"Your Highness, if I'm not mistaken, you are the god of war in Lucrezia's mouth, the god of disobedience who lost both battles with Merka..."

Erica looked directly into the boy's eyes and said, "Why do you dare to ask Your Highness to come to the world to bring disaster? They were once your people, and they were protected by you!"

"God of war? It's a familiar name..."

After sighing for a while, the young man said: "Although you are right, these people do have descendants of my people, but... I am not the military god of the past, but a god of disobedience. The identity comes, the warrior who pursues the defeat..."

"Boom boom boom!"

At this time, a huge explosion sounded suddenly.

Hearing this voice, Erica hurriedly turned her head and looked in the direction the voice came from.

I saw that the huge goat that was originally resting on the boy's head had already flown over the town not far away, and this huge explosion was the sound of the town building being destroyed by thunder.

"The lion of steel and the ancestral Lionheart... Please listen to the oath of the knight Erica Browntree, I am the heir of the horned flute, the descendant of the black warrior, my heart will not yield, and my sword will never Broken. Lionheart, the essence of the struggle is now in my hands, it's time for a duel, Reinhardt!"

As the spell fell, the silver-white Lion King's Heart appeared in Erica's hand.

Looking at the falling thunder and lightning and the buildings that were constantly being destroyed, Erica gritted her teeth and rushed over with a sword, and chanted loudly: "Fly, the boots of Hermes!"

The power of the spell was applied to Erica's feet, enabling her to gain amazing agility and jumping power, and quickly rushed under the goat.

"Eloi, Eloi, LamaSabachthani! My God! Why forsake me!"

After arriving at the destination, Erica chanted the Golgotha ​​mantra aloud.

"Lord, I call by day, and you will not answer, and by night you will be silent. But you are holy and enthroned with the praise of Israel!"

Erica raised the heart of the Lion King with her right hand, pointed the tip of her sword to the huge goat in the sky, and said, "My bones are all dislocated, and my heartache melts like wax. You placed me in the dust of the dead! Wild dogs surround me. , the evil party surrounds me!"

"O my Saviour, come and help me! Deliver my soul from the sword. Deliver me from the mouth of the lion. Deliver me from the horns of the buffalo!"

"Let me tell you the name of God, praise him in the center of the world, convert and consecrate him!"

This is a woeful poem of despair, an anger against a Lord who is dying without redemption.

This is the hymn of prayer, the absolute will of our Lord to surrender even in the face of death.

This is one of the most difficult mysteries inherited by the red copper black cross - the name of the art: 'My God!Why forsake me! '

As this difficult spell was chanted, the surrounding air suddenly dropped.

Not because of the cold caused by the wind and rain, but because of Erika's words.

Golgotha ​​Hill, the same air, the same coldness as the place where the Son of God died, is now filling Erica's surroundings.

Just being bathed in this cold air will make the heart paralyze for ordinary people.

This breath is undoubtedly irritating to the gods...or similar sacred things.

As Erica had expected, the huge goat in the sky was attracted by her spell and slowly approached her.

"Heart of the Lion King, grant you the Son of God and the Lamentation of the Holy Spirit, become the spear of Longinus!"

At this time, Erica read the words she had prepared for a long time, and gave the magic of deformation to the love sword in her hand, turning it into a long spear.

There is a word of despair on it, so that this spear has the same magic power as the god-killing spear Longinus, and it has become a magic spear that can damage even gods and cause them to bleed.

"Saint Thomas, share your martyrdom with others!"

Along with the new word spirit, Erica threw the spear in her hand.

With the cursed spear throwing that is sure to hit and kill, it is difficult for even a god to escape, not to mention the existence in front of him that is even lower than the gods.

The spear stabbed hard into the goat's belly, inflicting a huge wound on it.

"Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

With a painful roar, the goat's huge eyes stared at Erica, who had caused damage to it, and the thunder and lightning from the sky rushed towards her frantically.

After Erica used magic to recall the Lion King's heart, she quickly evacuated from the place.

"boom!"

Thunder and lightning……

A second ago, the place where Erica was, was hit by a strong lightning strike, and immediately turned into a piece of scorched earth.

Looking at Erica, who was dodging the thunder and lightning, the young man smiled and said, "Your Majesty, if you don't do anything, that little girl will be out of luck. The goat seems to be angry..."

Qiye glanced at the young man and said, "What? Are you so weak now? You have to rely on my hand to retract your avatar, this is not like you... Welleslana..."

"What a nostalgic name..."

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