I've Traveled Through Hundreds of Worlds at Once

Fafnir in the sky also uttered an earth-shattering dragon roar, and fiery dragon breath spewed out from his mouth full of fangs.

"There are so many people hitting me, right?" Yi Hui glanced at the group of servants attacking furiously, and Fafnir hovering in the sky, drew out the Wyvern card, and let go of the Sea Demon's card. Manipulate it to launch a counterattack on its own.

Gulu~!Gulu~!The sea monster let out a low cry, and countless tentacles extended from countless bodies and attacked Fafnir in the sky and the berserk servants on the ground.

"Go to hell~!" Joan of Arc rushed over immediately, waving the dragon pattern flag and releasing the fiery hell karmic fire, which continued to burn towards the tentacles extended by the sea monster.

If someone asked Joan of Arc who she hated the most a few days ago, Joan of Arc would definitely say Joan of Arc without hesitation, the white lotus that made her feel nauseous just thinking about it.

But in the past few days, she has driven tentacle monsters to devour her wyverns, killing several servants under her command.

Yi Hui, who obstructed her revenge plan and played tricks on her several times, successfully climbed to the top of the list of hatred in the hearts of Joan of Arc, tied for the first place with Joan of Arc.

If the guy who only dared to hide and fight in the sea demon's body dared to appear in front of her, she would definitely activate her treasure without hesitation, and use the karmic fire of hell to let that damned human see her anger!

"Restrict lock"

Joan of Arc roared indignantly in her heart, and suddenly a powerful wave of magic power came from above her.

Several faint blue magic circles suddenly appeared in the void beside him, and chains made of magic power spread out from within the magic circles, tightly bound the uneven body of Joan of Arc.

Hei Zhende looked up following the voice, and saw Yi Hui, who was wearing dragon wings, suspended in mid-air, holding a blue and white metal staff in his hand.

"You bastard! You think that such a trick can trap me!" Hei Zhende saw Yi Hui, it was the envy of the enemy!His eyes instantly lit up with raging anger.

The magic power in her body exploded, and her petite body burst out with shockingly huge strange power in an instant. The magic chains on her body crackled and were full of cracks.

Just as he was about to be forcibly broken free by Hei Jean's strange power, Yi Hui in mid-air took out a card that Hei Jean was very familiar with.

Class card! Assassin, Charles Henri Sanson!

"Mice eat elephants, do you know?" Yi Hui nodded at the Charles Henry job card in his hand, and showed a sly smile at Black Jeanne.

"La Mort Espoir" (Death is hope for tomorrow)

The ground under Joan of Arc's feet shook for a while, and a huge wooden gate exuding a strong smell of blood rose from behind Joan of Arc like the legendary gate of hell.

The moment she saw the door behind her, Joan of Arc's pupils shrank suddenly, and her intuition as a follower started to call the police frantically.

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Chapter 323 Printing cards on the spot, ask if you are afraid!

Although Charles Henry's strength is not very good, his Noble Phantasm is like a nemesis to those servants who were executed during their lifetime.

As the reverse of Joan of Arc who was burned to death at the stake, Joan of Arc is also within the immediate death judgment of the Noble Phantasm [Death will be the hope of tomorrow].

Once caught into the gate for judgment, it is certain death.

"Cheke's sister shaking!" Yi Hui showed an apologetic smile at Hei Joan, and snapped his fingers.

If possible, he would also like to capture Black Joan and do some indescribable things, but now there are too many enemies, and there is a restraining subordinate like Hong A.

In order to prevent the car from overturning, he still chose to be more steady, and decided to let Joan of Arc exit first!

Crunch~!The wooden door behind Joan of Arc opened quickly, and a huge guillotine appeared, and a shadow of death enveloped Joan of Arc's heart.

Joan of Arc suddenly felt her body was restrained by an invisible force, and she was firmly nailed to the spot.

Black palms exuding a strong breath of death emerged from the guillotine, rushing towards the immobilized Joan of Arc like a runaway licking dog.

"Oops!" Joan of Arc's eyes flashed with despair.

Just when Joan of Arc was about to be grasped by the guillotine's palm, suddenly a lump of black lacquered thing made a fuzzy roar, and drew a graceful arc.

With a gesture that Yihui was very familiar with, a rocket head hammer knocked out Joan of Arc who was immobilized by the effect of the Noble Phantasm.

"Damn it!" Yi Hui, who thought he had a chance to win, almost swears when he saw this scene.

Someone actually copied my treasure!

Yi Hui looked in the direction where Lancelot was thrown from the pitch-black figure, and saw Red A slowly retracting the throwing movement, but there was nothing in his eyes, and he regarded his companion Lancelot as a treasure. Apologies for throwing it out!

Seeing Hong A's candid expression, Yi Hui couldn't help but want to applaud him!

Really worthy of the projection master!He had never seen Yihui use the spinning assault black Kuanglan before, but he was able to learn it without a teacher!

Once again, Lancelot, who was regarded as the Noble Phantasm for Takeuchi's face, knocked Black Joan into the air, and was grabbed by the black arm of the guillotine and pulled into [Death will be the hope of tomorrow].

Lancelot, who was fixed under the guillotine by countless black palms, was bound into a kneeling execution position, screaming in pain.

These black palms that bound him were devouring his vitality. Lancelot struggled vigorously, but it had no effect.

If it is in the game now, there should be countless values ​​of -30 and -40 floating over Lancelot's head at this time.

A second later, the hanging guillotine judged Lancelot.

But Lancelot didn't die from being executed during his lifetime. On the contrary, there was a story of robbing the execution ground and rescuing Artoria's friends.

The guillotine that had finally appeared on the stage failed in the judgment, and did not fall to cut off Lancelot's head full of paste.

After causing a lot of damage to Lancelot, the black palms that bound Lancelot reluctantly dissipated slowly along with the guillotine.

Only Lancelot, who received a lot of magic damage, was left, half kneeling on the ground panting heavily.

"It's a good thing he didn't die!" Yi Hui was slightly relieved when he saw this. It would be a pity if a useful tool man like Lancelot was killed!

Hum~!Before Yi Hui could catch his breath, an extremely sharp sense of crisis came from one side. Without even thinking about it, Yi Hui stretched out the wings of the flying dragon behind him and immediately flew into the sky.