Knight Does Not Need Youth Love Story

Nanmu is in this state at this time.

At the very beginning, I could slowly recall what I had learned in battle to deal with Nozomi Tojo.

But after Tojo Nozomi used the survival card, he immediately retreated.

To be honest, she really wants to run now.

But looking at this light blue light curtain, I'm afraid I won't be able to escape.

Difficult to parry Tojo Nozomi's attack, Nanmu's brain was spinning rapidly.

The best way now is to find that bastard Men Yashi and find a way to escape.

By the way, where did that bastard go? !

Is that guy who looks like a high school kid that tricky?

The armored man on my side is already ridiculously strong.

The high school student on your side can't be more outrageous than the one on my side, right?

"Roar!"

The Wushuang Dragon in the air swooped down when it saw an opportunity, and its slender tail slapped Nanmu's back heavily.

Phoebe, who was shot flying, flew towards Nozomi Tojo.

"Shoot Vent"

A card was stuffed into the Dragon Summoner II by Nozomi Tojo, and a familiar sound effect sounded.

He raised the Dragon Summoner II in his hand and pointed it at Phoebe flying towards him.

Hot flames gushed out from the sharp teeth of Dragon Summoner II, which resembled the head of a dragon.

In the next second, a scorching flame bomb was fired from Dragon Summoner II.

And there isn't just one.

A wall of flames formed by overwhelming incoming opportunities with powerful firepower.

'Can't escape...'

Nanmu in mid-air adjusted his figure with difficulty.

But in this state, she has no room to hide.

Even with lasers it can barely block a little.

Compared with the overwhelming attack, it can only be regarded as a drop in the bucket.

In the next second, Nanmu's figure was swallowed by the flames.

"boom!!"

The flames of the explosion reflected on the armor of the dragonrider.

It was as if the armor had been plated with a layer of gold.

In the firelight, those scarlet compound eyes are so conspicuous.

It obviously doesn't contain any killing intent, but it makes people shudder.

What Tojo Nozomi didn't notice was that in the woods not far behind him, a suspicious reflection flashed past.

'It's a bit of a look, you idiot. '

Chapter 941 Chapter 920 Nozomi Tojo who rushed back to the scene in time

Walking out of the flames, the surface of the survival dragonrider's armor was still extremely smooth.

It was as if it had never been attacked.

Neither scratches nor traces of being baked by flames remained.

Stepping out with one step, the surrounding flames suddenly seemed to be sucked in by a strong wind pressure and extinguished.

After the flames dissipated, Phoebe, whose body was scorched black, knelt down on the ground, clutching his chest in pain, breathing in fresh air.

It was obvious that he was engulfed by the sea of ​​flames, but the clothes on his body were unexpectedly not completely reduced to ashes.

Is it for the harmony of the world?

Maybe.

There is no longer blood flowing from the scars on her body, but this does not mean that she is in a good condition.

At that moment just now, she felt that she was about to suffocate to death in this sea of ​​flames.

To be honest, she thought she would be burned to death directly.

But unexpectedly, he almost died of suffocation.

It still felt really bad.

The blurred vision gradually became clearer.

The chaotic thoughts in the brain are also a little clearer.

When your life is in danger, it is very normal for your mind to become confused and unable to react correctly.

"Clap."

A pair of feet came into Nanmu's line of sight, and looking up was the calf covered with gold and red armor.

At the top of the line of sight, a pair of scarlet pupils just watched her silently.

From those compound eyes, Nanmu couldn't see any emotion.

Yes, it's just a mask.

What can I see?

There must be a smug smile under that mask.

"Ho, ho."

Clutching his neck, Kusuki stared at Nozomi Tojo with his eyes full of resentment.

Once he obtained powerful super powers, but he has not been able to fully enjoy the rights and status brought by power.

There are still many things I want to do, and many unfinished plans.

But just like that, he became the underdog.

What kind of joke is this?

There is a limit to joking!

Lowering his head, he subconsciously clenched his palms on the ground.

A little bit of light gathered in the pupils, making Nanmu's face even more frightening.

"go to hell!"

When the light converged to a certain moment, Nanmu suddenly raised his head.

The dazzling laser seems to be released from it in the next second.

However........

"Roar!"

"Bang!!!"

Wushuanglong hovering around Tojo Nozomi slapped down fiercely with one paw.

What are you doing little brother.

Want to play sneak attack?

I'm still here!

You are not paying attention to me.

For Wushuanglong, this contractor is still very satisfied.

Although it is a little weaker, the belief in fighting is not so firm, and there are many small problems in other aspects.

But the usual food for it is still very good.

All the weird monsters were basically stuffed in.

Although it looks scary, the taste is actually pretty good for Wushuanglong.

If it wasn't for a mechanical dragon, it would probably be fat by now.

More importantly, compared to that dark guy, he is actually quite free.

It is also very pleasant to get along with the contractor.

In contrast, the black guy is much more uncomfortable.

Usually, they are basically locked in a fixed corner of the mirror world and are not allowed to leave, and the contractor's personality is actually quite bad.

Seeing that guy was unhappy, Wushuanglong felt very happy.

Even looking at Nozomi Tojo is pleasing to the eye.

These days, it's hard to find contractors who are good talkers and not bad.

In the past, the type where everyone was an equal fighting partner was obviously more popular.

But I don't know why recently the style of being the only one, pets are tools, has become popular.

This kind of thing is also very distressing for these contracted beasts.

Looking back to the present, Nanmu, whose body was held tightly by Wushuanglong, barely raised his head and looked at Tojo Nozomi.

And Tojo Nozomi under the mask also met Nanmu's sight without fear.

His chest was heaving violently, and his palms were shaking.

Obviously won, but I feel an indescribable feeling.

Nozomi Tojo could clearly feel the slightly moist corners of her eyes.