You're Lazy, Dracula

Dracula showed a look of "planning", but Naiyazi came to his side at some point, and continued to fan the flames of those who besieged Tristan.

"By the way, Arash was attacked by this guy and Lancelot just now. I'm afraid it's too bad."

Hearing this, Tranquil's footsteps suddenly became faster, and a killing intent rose from her body that made the companions around her feel chills. Fortunately, this killing intent was only aimed at Tristan.

"Hey! What are you talking about?"

Dracula grabbed the guy's dumb hair, stared at her and said:

"Arash isn't dead yet, how can a guy with a strong ex be so easy to rush to the street?"

"It hurts so much, let me go, anyway, I can be considered your lover."

With tears in the corners of Naiyazi's eyes, he pressed Dracula's palms with both hands, trying to make him let go of his stupid hair, while defending:

"Besides, I didn't say he was dead. I just said that he was more or less ill."

Dracula let go of his palm, and Naiyazi staggered back two steps and hid behind Wuzhi, aiming at Dracula with quite unconvinced eyes from time to time, mumbling something in his mouth.

"This love talk is like revenge."

Wuzhi said with a sigh.

"It's really a fresh and refined love. It completely makes people feel no envy and a way of communicating with the uncomfortable feeling of eating dog food."

Next to it, Yuzao gave a five-star praise.

When a few people were talking nonsense, Tristan was already surrounded by people. Naiyako's Kamen Rider seemed to have set up a very powerful AI system. When it saw someone coming to help, it immediately gave up defending and completely focused on it. On the offensive, and successfully locked Tristan's hands with a rather philosophical posture, preventing him from shooting again.

"Drink! Silver wrist!"

"[Delusion Heart Sound]!"

Bedivere and Hassan the Cursed Wrist followed up, and with a coordinated attack, the rapier with a silver cold light and the ghost hand with a ferocious curse instantly tore Tristan's legs apart.Then Mash also jumped over, swung the large shield in her hand in a circle, and then slammed it hard on Tristan's head, knocking Tristan, who had lost his legs, to the ground with a bang.

There was a flash of gold in Tristan's eyes, and the black crystal inlaid on his chest also lit up. He activated the blessing bestowed by the Lion King, and immediately forcibly broke free from the shackles of Kamen Rider's armor, wanting to pick up his bow to fight back.

"Don't think about it!"

Bedivere and Cursed Wrist followed and cut off Tristan's left hand, while his right hand was smashed to pieces by Da Vinci's lightning staff.

Tranquil Hassan rode on Tristan, and activated his treasure [Delusion Poison] with all his strength, but the strong anti-magic power of the Knights of the Round Table and the blessing of the Lion King, were still constantly resisting the poison that invaded the body. Let Tranquility be unable to completely take the life of Tristan, the enemy.

"let me!"

Fortunately, there was a reliable crown master present. Gu Dazi walked up with his sleeves rolled up, pinched Tristan's chin, forced his mouth open, and then said to Jing Mi:

"Quiet, spit!"

Jing Mi, who was in a hot-headed state, didn't even think about it, and when she raised her head, three bubbles of highly poisonous saliva spit into Tristan's mouth.

Not two seconds after the saliva went in, Tristan's two regrowth legs stretched out, and then there was no movement.His face was covered with terrible blue veins, and the lines of blood vessels were clearly displayed on his skin. He could see with the naked eye that black things were spreading along his blood vessels to all parts of his body, which was held by Tranquility. highly toxic.

"Looks like he's dead."

Gudazi and the others breathed a sigh of relief, let go of Tristan who was no longer moving, and Jing Mi kicked Tristan's "corpse" indignantly after getting up, and then spat on the ground next to him The spittle sizzled and corroded a piece of stone.

It seems that this girl should be very angry. The death of her sweetheart Arash completely blackened her, and even changed her personality.Dracula couldn't help but began to think about whether this kind of Xiaojiabiyu type of girl had the potential to be blackened. Tranquility usually looks gentle and quiet, but in front of Arash she looked like a pissed off daughter-in-law, but she didn't expect to be blackened After that, the character and behavior were so extreme.

But fortunately, there is Qing Ji in his family, whose behavior will be even more extreme if he is blackened, so Dracula understands Jing Mi's behavior. She is kind enough not to divide Tristan into five horses.

Just after everyone brought down Tristan, the sky in the direction of the holy capital suddenly brightened up. Looking from a distance, one could see a golden meteor rising from the center of the holy capital, and then crossing the mountains towards the sky. The residence of the people of the mountain flew over.

"That's the holy spear of the Lion King!"

Cursed Hassan yelled in surprise and fear.

It turned out that Tristan, a bastard, had talked so much about the reason for setting fire to the mountain, but in the end he wanted to point out the coordinates of the attack to the Lion King.

"How could it be? Did we actually induce the Lion King to take action himself?"

Bedivere said somewhat unacceptably.

Seeing that the rest of the people were at a loss when facing this thing, Wuzhi came to Dracula who was motionless, gave him a blank look, then took Dracula's arm with both hands, and lifted it vigorously. up.

"Go ahead, my lord."

Wuzhi looked up at him and said seriously.

"Hmm, don't worry, I have to give Mr. Arash a chance to perform."

Dracula nodded and replied:

"If this wave continues, I must be able to maximize my favorability in Tranquility's heart, and then wait until Gudazi summons the two of them... right?"

"Don't make excuses for your laziness!"

Wuzhi glared at Dracula, making him turn his head away in embarrassment, but then the girl sighed and said:

"But you convinced me, it would be a good thing if we could match up."

While the two were talking, from the top of the mountain in West Village, a somewhat weak male voice sounded at the same time.

"I pray to the sky that my country can usher in peace... If I shoot this arrow, my body will be torn apart..."

He insisted on finishing his prayer in a solemn tone, and then his voice suddenly became extremely high, which was the desperate cry of the heroes in the epic.

"Meteor - one!!"